Legends Of Tomorrow: The Atom

Prince Ryder son of Alpha Than the tyrant king whom was known for his desperate need for having a male heir. His mistresses and Luna's were all unable to bore him a male cub and as a result were all beheaded for disappointing him. What happens when Prince Ryder the air apparent have a secret that could consume him wholly. Summoned to service by Alpha Ethan, the Lycan King whom is also a sorcerer rumoured to be going feral. He is entangled in a confusing mated game of chess. Would his true identity be revealed or would he pass off as what he was trained to be, the perfect prince.

Penelope Faelan’s life was ordinary, if not for her haunting beauty—an allure so striking it seemed almost otherworldly. But the life she knew vanishes the moment the goddess Demeter kidnaps her, desperate to save her daughter, Persephone, from a fate worse than death: becoming the Queen of the Underworld. Transformed into an exact replica of Persephone, Penelope is thrust into a world of darkness and deceit, forced to take her place as Hades’ queen. Bound by magic to conceal the truth, Penelope finds herself at the mercy of the brooding and enigmatic King of the Dead. But Hades is not the monster she was warned about. Beneath his cold exterior lies a smoldering intensity that stirs something Penelope has never felt before. As Penelope struggles to adapt to her new role, the Underworld reveals its secrets—and her own. With every passing day, she begins to question her past and the mysterious circumstances that led her to this moment. Meanwhile, Persephone watches from the shadows, determined to reclaim her throne and the man who was never meant to fall for her mortal double. As passions ignite and loyalties are tested, Penelope must navigate a labyrinth of lies, lust, and power. When Demeter’s betrayal sets a deadly plan into motion, Penelope faces an impossible choice: to fight for her freedom or embrace the darkness and claim her place as the true Queen of Shadows.

She died under the blood moon. Now, she’s alive again… but not as she was. Eighteen-year-old Aria Moon has always felt like something was missing. Haunted by dreams of wild forests, silver wolves, and a name that doesn’t belong to her"Ariya"she can’t explain the pull she feels to the shadows or why her eyes sometimes flash gold when no one’s looking. But when a mysterious wolf appears outside her school,and a strange new boy warns her to stay away from the woods. Aria’s carefully normal life begins to unravel. Her body is changing. Her senses sharpens. And she’s starting to have memories of places she’s never lived. Because Aria isn’t just a girl. She’s a reborn Alpha. And someone from her past life wants her dead… again. As secrets unfold and the next blood moon approaches, Aria must unlock the truth about who she was, what she’s becoming, and how to survive in a world where loyalty is tested, love spans lifetimes and not all wolves can be trusted.

I give my grandmother a gift she'll never forget on her 60th birthday. My husband and I get into a fight on the highway back to my hometown. He pulls over in the emergency lane and chases me out of the car. He then drives off, leaving me stranded on the highway. He later gets into a major accident on the highway. His car is totaled, and he dies. It's actually not an accident—it's homicide. I'm the murderer.

I replaced my sister. Stepping into Claire’s wedding gown, I vowed myself to Tobin Voss, the most feared mafia lord in the city. It was the perfect deception, my way of punishing her for a lifetime of betrayal. With every smile I gave him, every lie I told, I slipped deeper into her life, hiding my true name beneath the mask of a devoted bride. I thought I could control the game. Pretend. Lie. Survive. But Tobin is not a man easily deceived, and his world is built on blood, power, and loyalty. One slip and I’m dead. Then Claire returned. Broken but ruthless, and hungrier than ever to claim what I stole. Her husband, her throne, her place at his side. Now I am trapped between his dangerous desire, her merciless vengeance, and the secrets that could burn me alive. He thinks I am his bride. She thinks I am her enemy. And I don’t know which one will destroy me first.

Kasey always found herself outside the social order; her only friend being a ghost. A friend who has a dark and dangerous secret, one that threatens to kill her. After being forced into the realm of hell and attacked by a demonic creature, Kasey has to adapt as she fights with herself and the demons she found herself surrounded with. The powers that are awakening within her have the potential to make her all-powerful but can also render her insane. The question now lies within which side is stronger: Her will to keep her humanity or the will of her inner-darkness to dominate the battlefield...

My brother calls me his princess and transfers money to me as allowance; his wife-to-be misunderstands and thinks I'm his secret lover. She crashes my new apartment, which I've lovingly decorated, with a group of friends and family. "I can't believe you're someone's secret lover when you're so young! I'll teach you a lesson on your parents' behalf! I'm going to spread your illicit relationship online so your teachers and classmates will all know how shameless you are!" They trash my new apartment and rip my clothes off. Then, they make sure to get my student ID in the scene as they record me getting bullied. My brother rushes over, his eyes red and bloodshot. "Have you guys lost your mind? How dare you bully my sister!"

Realizing how cruel and abusive her husband was, Kris regrets marrying Liam way too late. She planned to escape and tried to take her baby away from its father, Kris started a new life living as her twin sister, Gwen, who died a few years ago.

"You don't belong in this world of mine," Liam whispered, his lips inches from mine. "But I'm selfish, and I can't let you go." "I want to stay," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I'm falling for you too, Liam." - I should be sneering, laughing even. How blind could he be? Liam Sterling—the killer, master manipulator, the ruthless, untouchable king of New York’s underworld—brought to his knees by the one woman sworn to tear him apart. For years, revenge was all I had. Liam destroyed my family, tore my life apart, leaving me with nothing but rage. I rebuilt myself piece by piece, every step driven by the thought of making him pay. But then... I got close to him. Close enough to touch. His touch is fire, burning through every wall I’ve built. Each kiss, every stolen moment, weakens my defenses, awakening a need that terrifies me. How can I want him like this? Crave him, when every scar I carry is a reminder of all he’s taken? I should hate him. I should destroy him. But when he looks at me, when he holds me like I’m something he needs to protect, I’m lost. And as I watch him break, all I feel is a strange, hollow ache where satisfaction should be. How can I keep fighting him, when I’m already falling, already broken, for the man I was supposed to ruin?

After having a crush on someone for 10 years, out of love, my father drugged his friend and placed him on my bed. When he woke at dawn the next morning, his eyes were ice-cold. But he still accept our engagement. However, life after marriage wasn’t as good as I thought. Mike Ashton would frequently fly abroad and stay there for a long time. I gave birth to our daughter on my own as I waited for him to return home. After four years, when I heard that he was returning home, I postponed everything and went to the airport expectantly with our daughter in my arms. Our daughter reached out her little hand and was hoping for a hug from him. He just looked at me indifferently and said in a cold voice, “I’m sorry, but I’m a neat freak.” From then on, my daughter and I would wash our hands at least three times every day and the house would be spotless. However, he still rarely came home and never gave our daughter a warm hug. That was until when I accidentally saw a video with Mike in it. “Mike, what do you think is the happiest thing in the world?” He answered casually, “I think it’s when I tucked Oliver into bed and dragged Jennifer into the bathroom when I was abroad last week.” The people around him all laughed, but my heart felt ice-cold. Jennifer Bundred was Mike’s ex-girlfriend who he still had an entanglement with and Oliver was her son. It seemed that he had been living with them during the time that he was abroad for the past four years. This fact finally made me give up all illusions. I left a divorce agreement for him, gave up my and our daughter’s identities, and went abroad to start a new life.