Last Days Of Magic の小説・ストーリー

In a shattered world teetering on the brink of extinction, survival is brutal. Werewolves rule the wild, humans cling to scraps, and women are the prize both sides fight to claim and breed. Emily, a survivor with no past, was raised by hidden women. She knows only endurance, not identity. When she ventures out for food, everything changes. Ambushed by men, she is saved and claimed as Luna by Hunter, a powerful Alpha wolf. But the pack doesn’t accept her. Emily is human. Torn between loyalty and power, Hunter makes a gut-wrenching choice. Pressured by his pack, who distrust outsiders and fear a human Luna weakens them, he feels forced to choose Isabella, a wolf with strong allies, as his mate to protect his rule. Cast aside, Emily questions her place, Hunter’s betrayal, and her continued pull toward him. As tensions mount and Hunter's half-brother Kaden seeks the Alpha title, Emily becomes entangled in a game of power and survival. Her past emerges, along with dreams and her strange link to wolves, hinting at a secret lineage that could shift the balance in unexpected ways. In a world where love is not an option and power seals fate… who will she become when her heart and future hang in the balance?

After a fire broke out at the company, I shoved the only rescue rope into the hands of my husband, Peyton Shepherd. However, he yanked the smoke mask off my face and turned to secure it on his secretary, Hannah Russell, instead. Peyton escaped using the rescue rope, and Hannah remained unharmed thanks to the mask. I collapsed from inhaling toxic smoke, and then a falling pillar crashed into my stomach. Blood pooled beneath me. Just as the firefighters lifted me onto a stretcher, Peyton grabbed me and pulled me back down. "Serena, it's just a minor injury. Why are you lying on the stretcher? Let Hannah go to the hospital first. Her condition is serious, and she needs a comprehensive medical exam!" The firefighters and paramedics stared in shock. They looked at my blood-soaked dress, then Hannah crying pitifully over her blistered hand. My colleagues tried to intervene. "But Mr. Shepherd, Serena's injuries are clearly more severe!" Peyton snarled through gritted teeth. "Enough! I'm Serena's husband. Don't you think I know her condition? If Hannah's treatment gets delayed because of this, none of you will escape the consequences!" I pressed my hand against my slightly swollen lower abdomen and nodded, agreeing to let Hannah take the ambulance first. I decided that from this moment forward, neither I nor my unborn child owed Peyton anything.

"Why..." April stuttered. "Why are you looking at me like that?" "Like what?" "Like you want to eat me." "I do want to eat you" Mateo smirked, then his face turned serious as he cornered her by the wall, his muscular body hovering above hers. "But before that..." He paused, his voice hoarse and deep. "Before that?" April tilted her head to the side to have a better view of him. "I'd hold your waist against mine and kiss you" He whispered against her ear and his hot breath fanned her sending chills down her spine. "I'd kiss you so passionately till you open up for me and when you do, I'll explore your mouth with my tongue till we're both breathless and aroused. Then my kisses will trail to your neck and then to your breasts." His voice came out as a ragged, painful whisper. April placed her hands on his chest to stop him as his words were doing things to her she couldn't understand. "W-what about the contract?" She said in a breathy voice. "Damn that stupid contract!" Mateo said and captured her lips in his. ************ April, an intern of an event planning firm was offered the biggest opportunity of her career; to plan the marriage of London's youngest billionaire, Mateo Hades. On the day of the wedding, Mateo's bride mysteriously disappeared leaving April with no choice but to step in as the new bride. Read to find out how their love story unfolds.

My mom is critically ill. Before she passes away, she wants to see me married. It takes 27 days of pleading before my boyfriend, Kyle Grayson, says yes. I wait at the city hall until the doors close, but he never shows up. That same day, his childhood sweetheart, Ruby Callahan, posts their marriage certificate online. "Time flies. Three days more and we'll be a month in." Only then does it hit me. The very first day I begged, Kyle was already Ruby's husband. Right then, a text from Kyle lights up my phone. "Holly, Ruby's family was pushing her into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch her marry just anyone and ruin her life. We'll be divorced in three days. I'll marry you then." Three days later, he shows up at the city hall in a suit. But all he gets is a text from me. "Goodbye for good, Kyle."

The year the Lawson family was on the edge of bankruptcy, my father made a deal with Rory Lawson and arranged for me to marry him. I didn't know he already had a fiancée, who was also his childhood sweetheart. Later, when my father became embroiled in a scandal and the company faced collapse, Rory brought her home, promising her the grand wedding she deserved. I didn't cry or make a scene. I just quietly packed my bags. Rory sneered, "Don't pull that hard-to-get act. You think you're still the pampered heiress?" Unknown to him, I had the divorce agreement he signed while drunk. In seven days, I'd be leaving the country with my father.

We’ve all read them right? Those sappy romance novels, the ones where some handsome stranger rescues the damsel in distress. He’s wealthy like no other and adores the ground she walks on. There’s some life altering event, a struggle of some kind but it gets resolved and they live happily ever after. As cute as they are, and as much as those kind of books can distract you from whatever is going on, that’s just not how life works. Your daily tasks are boring as hell, you have to work your ass off with very little to show for it and if life throws you a curve ball it’s usually not some handsome prince but rather more issues to take care of. Real life just isn’t a fairytale and monsters aren’t real. Not in the fairytale sense of the word anyway. Right?? Meet Tara, after being abducted as a young girl, she unintentionally finds her way back to where she was born, completely unaware of the dangers she's about to face. She knows nothing about where she came from or who she really is. As it turns out, mosters are real and fairytales do hold some truth. Follow her in her quest to learn about her history and save all shifter-kind in the proces

The King of the West, Lord of the Shadow Sect, and God of War—Howard Lincoln! Five years ago, Howard's adoptive father and his entire family were killed. Narrowly escaping from death, Harold was saved by Tania Jenkins. After that, he was taken away by a mysterious man and entered the military camp by chance. Five years later, a text message brought the God of War from the blood-soaked battlefield to the mundane world, and only then did Howard realize he had a daughter. Since then, the skillful warrior turned into a doting father, protecting his family, fighting other influential families, battling fiercely, and paying back both the good and the harm.

Synopsis: "Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means" says the king. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive"he paused and took in a deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her" ***** Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed.Every one of them died, except her - Isabelle. What was the vengeful King's plans for her?

"Loving you is unhealthy, I know it is" Loving a man with all my heart even if I already know his intention to me wasn't true. All his actions and gestures were just a part of their bet, in short... I'm just a bet. But I still loved him despite all of those red, just this once I want to follow my heart even if I know that it will also ruin me in the end. Just for once I want to know how to love and what it feels to be loved, even if it's just an act. I, Arela Charlie Maurier am willing to take a risk just to know what love feels like, I know I'm awful, but I'm desperate because this is my first and last chance. Love will always be the most painful risk that I'll be willing to take.

The duchess who succumbed to madness, that would be the title she would be remembered by, Ethel didn't need any more of this, didn't want any more of this, didn't want to continue on that mortal plane that would keep taking her to a bottomless pit. But, someone brought her back, and promised her a second chance...what would she do with such a miracle?