Lich Origin

Sinora learned early that survival meant obedience. For several years, she endured humiliation, violence, and betrayal at the hands of her foster family and the Belmont family—the elite dynasty that owned her loyalty, her love, and her silence. She was a fiancée in name, a servant in truth, and a woman erased for the comfort of others. When their cruelty leaves her fighting for her life, Sinora wakes with a vow — she would Live this time. Sold into marriage to Cassian Blackwood, the cold and infamous heir of a criminal empire, Sinora expects another cage, but prepares to fight back. However, what she finds instead is a man as ruthless as he is unreadable, in a world where power is taken, not given, and loyalty is a valuable currency. His family, surprisingly accepts her like family. Cassian expects a broken, obedient wife. Instead, he gets a woman who has been to hell, and whose life is about to change on a totally different level. When the dying patriarch of the Belmont family leaves Sinora a shocking share of their empire, the Belmonts turn on her and the Blackwood family, reeling in enemies from all around, and a decades-old crime begins to surface. A dead man’s switch unleashes secrets that ignite wars between elite families and criminal syndicates. Assassinations, betrayals, and hidden bloodlines threaten to destroy everything. They chase after Sin as if she holds the key to their very destruction. Pulled between her abusive ex fiancé and the dangerous husband who awakens something dark and intoxicating in her, Sinora must decide who she will become in a world that only respects monsters. Because her birth was a crime, and her existence is a threat, Sinora must do everything to find the truth and survive.

(Book 0.5 of Her Wolves series) (Lore) (Can read as stand-alone) (Steamy) Once upon a time, long ago, my family and I fell through a hole in the ground. It had happened during a war I could no longer recall. Trapped us in this new place that none of us wanted to be. Separated us from the people we used to love. This world was different. Divided. The inhabitants were primitive. Their designs all but useless. Thus we took it upon ourselves to help them. To guide them into a better age. I had lost track of how long I have been here. But my heart still yearned for home. No matter our effort, this place would never be it for me. Could never compare to the love I had for Gerovit. My husband. The man I needed above all else. Gone for eternity. Until I stumbled upon a humble man from humble origins. He reminded me of the wolves I loved so much. Reminded me that I needed a pack to survive. Sparked something in my chest I had long since thought dead. Axlan. A bull-headed beast that fought me at every turn. Until he was no longer a beast… But the first werewolf on earth. I am Marzanna. The goddess of spring. The creator of life. But you'll better understand me when I say this. I am the goddess all wolves worship and this is how my people came to be.

In New York’s Upper East Side, there were two heirs. One was a speed-obsessed daredevil dominating the racetracks, the other was a brilliant actuary who controlled the flow of capital. Born into powerful families and polar opposites in temperament, yet they grew up side by side as each other’s only best friend. They had fought over girls and bickered endlessly over racing bets. However, at fifteen, there was one thing they did in perfect unison. They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge. They were trinkets Mia had idly made during a craft class, marked only by a faint “M” scratched on the back. Back then, Mia was seated in the last row of the classroom. Her background was a complete mystery to everyone. Yet they wore that badge for ten whole years. Whether standing on the F1 podium or locking in billion-dollar trades at the exchange, the cheap little badge on their chests never changed. Until Ella showed up. She was the cherished daughter of a rising conglomerate family. She hand-stitched two gold-thread fabric patches and gifted them to them. The patches looked so ordinary they looked like the kind of trinket you would find three for a dollar at a flea market. And yet, they both replaced their bronze badges with her plain patches. Mia did not say anything. She simply folded away an old newspaper clipping with a photo of the three of them smiling together. That night, she called her father in Sicily. Her voice was emotionless. “Papa, I accept the marriage arrangement.”

Four sisters sat on the kitchen floor in a circle each holding their favorite icecream tub and started discussing their heart problems. Rude but not so... Rude Badboy but not so... Badboy Player but not so... Player Jerk but not so... Jerk "Why do we all have such an amazing selection in the boys?" Asked both the twins at a time looking at their elder sisters. "We will definitely note the sarcasm." added the middle sister for them. "Don't worry dears! This is not the end and we will find someone else for sure. That is life which goes on and on and on." assured the elder sister. Well we will also see how they will get out of this Not so... Cliché lives, but will they?

Anna was raised in the foster care system after her parents, Alpha Eric and Luna Sarah, were killed when she was just 4 years old. It isn't until she's a teenager that she learns her true identity, an heiress.

Damian Morningstar, a being that thinks he is human until he escapes a prison filled with monsters and people. He is rescued by a beautiful female witch named Ember and her companion cat Binx. After months of hard work and spending time with Ember he falls for her, discovers his true origins and takes on a path of revenge for his father and mother being murdered by six beings that call themselves Gods. Will Damian ever be the same on this path of vengeance? Or will he be mortified by his own actions?

Bonnie and Clyde. Friends to lovers. Lovers to strangers. Bonnie Angelou has always been in love with her childhood best friend; Clyde. She did so many unimaginable things just to keep him looking at her. Ayaw na ayaw niya kapag naagaw ng iba ang atensyon ng lalaki mula sa kanya. Kaya naman para siyang super glue kung makadikit dito para mabantayan at huwag maagaw ng iba ang minamahal. Lahat ng kalokohan, sasakyan niya. Lahat ng hiling, pagbibigyan niya. Pero sa huli, mukhang hindi pa rin sapat...

Werewolves do not exist in Africa. * * Why? * * The witches led by the council of thirteen who holds supreme power in the land hunts and kill any and all werewolves that enter into the borders of Africa. * * * Eighteen years old Tara who is set to become the Matron and leader of the witch's council has her whole life upended with the death of her Grandmother, the former Matron. An accident occurs while she was hunting a werewolf who sneaked into the country, turning her into one of the most powerful werewolf in existence; an ORIGINAL. Friend turns to foe for Tara as everyone now aims to see her dead starting from the Adonis shaped lady-killer Boma who was her former intended, the witches, Chosens, battlemages, and werewolves from outside the shores. * * * Pain has been Scar's companion as far back as he could remember. His whole family was dead and betrayed by the ones they trusted the most, His Wolf has been shackled with strange magic and unable to manifest, and he was no more than a punching bag and slave in Alpha Toni's pack, making him live every single moment of his life in intense agony. But one way or the other, Scar was going to have his revenge on all those who brought him pain, even if it meant getting lost to the dark side and selling his soul to the devil!

Nachdem ich die Luna-Ausbildung abgeschlossen hatte, von der jede Wölfin träumte, ging ich mit einer Bitte zu meinem Alpha, Damien. Unsere Gefährtenbindung zu lösen. „All das nur, weil du deine Zeremonie verpasst hast, um der Gefährtin meines verstorbenen Bruders, Lilith, gegen die Gesetzlosen in ihrem Gebiet zu helfen?“ Ein spöttisches Lächeln verzog seine Lippen, seine Stimme war ein raues Flüstern. Ich nickte, schweigend. „Ich habe meinem Bruder mein Wort gegeben, bevor er starb. Ich schwor, Lilith zu beschützen. Ich kann dieses Gelübde nicht brechen! Warum verstehst du das nicht?“ flüsterte er und seufzte schwer. „Hör auf, so kindisch zu sein! Warum kannst du nicht vernünftig sein, wie Lilith?“ Ich schob ihn mit eisiger Ruhe von mir weg. Zehn Jahre. Zehn Jahre waren vergangen, nachdem unsere Bindung bestätigt worden war; ich gab alles auf. Jedes Hobby, jeder Traum… alles, um zu lernen, seine Luna zu sein. Jeder im Rudel hielt mich ohne ihn für so hilflos, dass ich nicht einmal ohne seinen Schutz überleben könnte. Aber diesmal hatte ich genug. Er wusste nicht, dass ich bereits die neutralen Rudel in einem anderen Land kontaktiert hatte. Ich würde an einen Ort gehen, den sein Alpha-Geruch niemals erreichen konnte.

Ich war seit drei Jahren mit dem besten Freund meines Bruders, Emilio Slater, zusammen, aber er war nie bereit, unsere Beziehung öffentlich zu machen. Trotzdem habe ich nie an seiner Liebe zu mir gezweifelt. Schließlich war er vor mir mit 99 Frauen zusammen, doch wegen mir hörte er auf, sich für irgendwen sonst zu interessieren. Selbst wenn ich nur leicht erkältet war, ließ er milliardenschwere Projekte stehen und eilte nach Hause, um sich um mich zu kümmern. Doch an meinem Geburtstag, als ich voller Vorfreude dabei war, Emilio von meiner Schwangerschaft zu erzählen, vergaß er zum ersten Mal meinen Geburtstag und verschwand spurlos. Die Haushälterin sagte mir, er sei zum Flughafen gefahren, um jemanden Wichtiges abzuholen. Ich hetzte dorthin und sah ihn mit Blumen in der Hand, das Gesicht voller nervöser Erwartung, wie er auf eine Frau wartete – eine, die mir erschreckend ähnlich sah. Später erzählte mir mein Bruder, sie sei Emilios erste Liebe, die eine, die er nie vergessen könne. Wegen ihr stellte Emilio sich gegen seine Eltern, und als sie ihn verließ, brach er völlig zusammen. Danach suchte er 99 Frauen, die ihr ähnelten, um die Leere zu füllen. Mein Bruder sprach voller Bewunderung über Emilios tiefe Hingabe, ohne zu ahnen, dass ich nur eine dieser Ersatzfiguren war. Ich beobachtete Emilio und seine erste Liebe lange, sehr lange. Dann ging ich ohne zu zögern zurück ins Krankenhaus. „Herr Doktor, ich will dieses Kind nicht mehr.“