Laslas Blade

OTTILINE LEVINE IS A WELL KNOWN DETECTIVE IN THE DEPARTMENT OF SERIAL AND VIOLENT CRIMES. HER LIFE WAS ALL ABOUT CATCHING CRIMINALS UNTIL SHE MET BLADE KNIGHT. BEFORE SHE REALIZED WHAT WAS GOING ON SHE IS ALREADY MARRIED TO THIS STRANGE MAN BLADE STEELE IS AN IMMORTAL WHO HAS LIVED THE LAST DECADE OF HIS LIFE TRYING TO BECOME HUMAN, AND OTTILINE LEVINE SEEMED LIKE THE ONLY PERSON THAT CAN MAKE THAT POSSIBLE. JUST WHEN THEY FINALKY STARTED GETTING TOGETHER, OTTILINE REALIZED THAT HER SO CALLED RICH AND PERFECT HUSBAND MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE SERIAL MURDER THAR SHE HAS BEEN INVESTIGATING. WILL SHE BE ABLE TO FIND OUT THE TRUTH OF THEIR MARRIAGE? WHAT OTHER SECRETS THAT MIGHT DESTROY HER MARRIAGE ARE LEFT FOR HER TO FIND? WHAT IF SHE IS JUST ANOTHER OF HIS VICTIMS?

The train to Centraford was about to depart. That was the ride we'd spent our entire life savings—30 thousand bucks—to get a ticket for. I was gripping my mate, Byron Reynolds's, hand tightly, trying to pull him onto the last train to Centraford. This was the chance I'd waited three long years for. Once we entered Centraford, we could rise from being low-tier civilian werewolves to official Silvren Talons workers—registered, salaried, and numbered. If we missed this train, we'd be stuck forever in Sidersville, a chaotic melting pot, never able to enter the heart of the werewolf city-state. But Byron held us back, refusing to leave without Lisa Peters, who was still down by the river, washing her face. In the very last second before the train took off, I had our friends forcibly drag Byron aboard. We made it to Centraford and became Silvren Talons workers. But Lisa missed her chance. She was left behind in Sidersville and became a rogue, a plaything passed around by countless men. A few years later, she was tortured to death. Byron looked fine on the surface. But on the day of our marking ceremony, he drove a silver blade into my stomach, killing the pup growing inside me, and tore out my heart. His eyes burned red as he growled through clenched teeth, "This is all your fault. You're the reason Lisa never made it to Centraford. "She suffered so much before she died. Why do you get to be happy?" After killing me, he chopped my body up and fed it to the stray dogs. Then I opened my eyes—and found myself right back at the train station, before it departed. This time, I'd wait with him for the woman he loved so much. And I'd make him pay for everything he did to me and my pup.

A man fades away, but not before ensuring his legacy is passed on. A boy becomes a man, and starts to awaken to his destiny. A monster lurks among men, and thus becomes more than what he is. A young woman comes to terms with her future, then works to protect the future of others. And all of this comes about from the edge of a blade, as a hero is not born, but rather made.

It was supposed to be an ordinary day for Kiran when an earthquake hit. She ends up rescuing Alessa, the most popular girl in campus who she envied and admired. Before Kiran could save herself however, she falls into a sinkhole and wakes up to a different world with a crystal blade pressed against her throat. There she meets Noorh, the culprit behind the earthquake that was triggered to kidnap Alessa. With no way to return Kiran back to her world, Noorh takes her back to his home where she becomes the revered "Lahnthean Aria" in Alessa's place. Behind the prestige and adoration that the Lahnthean Aria receives and Noorh's cold demeanor lies secrets that Kiran must uncover to survive and find a way back home...That is, if there is any chance for her to return.

He was busy kissing her. Catching her breath, she took out the dagger and while he’s busy stripping her skirt. Kill. She stabbed his back. He froze as she met his eyes. He growled in pain as she pushed him hard but he grabbed her neck and throw her away. She hold the dagger tightly as she landed on her foot and knee. “You little bitch.” He growled as she raised her dagger, the tip was facing down and the sharp blade was facing him. He could feel the burn on his back as he laughed. “As I expected, you weren’t just a timid girl, Bella.” He watched those blank eyes. Like there’s no soul on it. Kill. There he heard it again as she attacked immediately and he caught her wrist the blade was near on his eyes. He gripped on it and he pinned her down on the floor as he broke her wrist in anger. She growled in pain as she released the dagger. He took it and throw it out. Now with other hand, he reached her right ear and pulled out an earpiece. He crumbled it into pieces as he growled. “Bella!” He growled. “You little traitor.” She whimpered as she tried to kneed him but his knees were on hers, completely holding her down. “Shhh!” He pressed his forehead to hers as he stared right into her eyes. “Bella, Bella. My. Mate.” She froze and stops struggling. He finally let her go as he carried her to bed. He reached her broken wrist and fixed it. Then, he put cloth around it to support it. He pulled out his phone and rang Paxton. Then, he tossed it away. “Mate,” straddled over her and reached her neck.

During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary. He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him. The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis. After all, Lyra had saved his life. But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack. He chose to believe her. The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues. But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.

Blade is an omega and a promising female warrior in the Greenstone Pack, and a member of a certain group that subdues rogues and revolutionaries. She's also the personal guard of Colleen Greenstone, the eldest daughter of the Alpha and Luna. However, when Colleen was to be sent off to the crazy Alpha King, Blade was ordered to pretend to be the lady she served, and Colleen ran off with her real mate. Blade disguises herself as Colleen out of fear of upsetting the Alpha King, which could lead to the annihilation of her pack. But while on her way to the palace, they were ambushed and taken by unidentified enemies. After she wakes up, Blade doesn't take long to realize that she is now a captive. For a warrior like her, it's just a piece of cake to deal with her kidnappers. Her captor, however, is no ordinary man, but the notorious criminal and famous rogue Alpha Lorcán, her long-time target.

On the day my husband married my younger sister, I once again heard the divine message from the Astral Sanctuary: if I sever all ties to the mortal world within three days, I can reclaim the astral power I relinquished and return to the Astral Sanctuary. On the first day, I publicly cut my hair to symbolize the severing of love and signed the separation letter, ending my three-year marriage to the man I once loved. Holding my sister in his arms, he looked at me with disdain. His words dripped with mockery as he called me petty and jealous, claiming that sparing me the title of an equal wife had been his greatest act of kindness. On the second day, I drove a blade into myself six times, severing my bond with my cherished elder brother. He stood by, cold and unfeeling, sneering that I was nothing more than a desperate fool, resorting to theatrics to compete for his affection—a devotion he reserved entirely for my sister. On the third day, I clenched my teeth and carved through my own flesh and bone, severing my connection to the parents who had given me life. Enraged, they called me ungrateful and declared I was unworthy—not just of being their daughter, but even of being compared to my perfect sister. In the end, I succumbed to exhaustion and blood loss. My spirit ascended to the Astral Sanctuary, where I reclaimed my true identity as an Astral Maiden. When my family discovered my lifeless body left behind in the mortal realm, they all descended into madness.

Escaping reality would be a good choice but not a better decision. Why would you even try to, if the Alpha's blood is linked to you? She's Azmariah Denise Cole. A woman trying to find exits that'll lead her to her freedom, but, is it really freedom that she's chasing or another catastrophe that is soon to happen? Sometimes, what you're running to is not always a safe place, that's what Aze need to know from the first place. She think that she's unlucky enough to be mated to an alpha which is every woman's dream. But you know what the truth is? Do you know who she really is? No one knows what or who she is, she's an unknown creature in their village, an extraña, that's kinda weird because people didn't expect for their alpha to be mated in a stranger. There are many secrets, secrets that should not be unveiled or else, everyone will be affected by it. Wanna know what that secret is? Well, that's what you need to find out. "I'll always find you mi Reina, no one can take you away from me, even if it means giving up everything that I have, because the alphas blood will always be linked to you" ~ Apollo Blade Lucerne

"Kali, what have you seen?" The other warriors crowded around Kali and I. They were craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the captive. They had never seen such a being before. "Destruction looms over us all! He must be killed. The warrior must be killed." Kali rushed to get the blade but I grabbed her arm and stopped her. "No. In as much as we are a warrior tribe of women. We are not savages. We must investigate this." "Suprema Sequoia, please you must listen to me. No good can come out of this. Men can never be trusted. Their hearts are full of darkness and evil. They poison and corrupt the ways of nature. He must die!!!" I was confused. I could only grasp one strange word from all Kali had said. "Men? What do you mean by men?..." In a tribe of alpha female wolves born from the mystical waters of the Lunaria, Sequoia is born the Suprema of the pack, Mystic Shadow. All is well until they are attacked by male warriors. Sequoia is immediately curious of the new gender she and her other warriors have never seen and she is taken on an enlightening journey of love with their attackers Alpha. All soon falls to pieces with jealousy, greed and betrayal and Sequoia is now forced to make the choice between her new found love and the safety and continued existence of her pack.