Lock U In My Heart

Earth was butchered, wrecked, and scared long before I was born. According to the legends, humans ruin began when the Viatores came into existence in the human world. Viatores are banished creatures from an alternate universe, weaklings who couldn't save their own world and as welcoming as humans are, we accepted them. Redemption, that was what they seeked here on earth but those backstabbing asswipes had other plans. A tyrant, a bastard, known as Nicholas Sylvester led the war. The Changeling. The human rulers had no chance. We were his little project to enslave. He and his seven Lords claimed all continents. On my eighteenth birthday, I was gifted to the King of all Benders: one whom no human dared look at, trembles at his presence. However, in this game of heart and truth, fate has its plan hidden.

Selene was born a wolf, but raised in chains. Betrayed by her pack, branded a burden, and stripped of the life she should have lived, she endured years of cruelty and silence. Her only solace came in the fleeting warmth of love. A mate who saw her, cherished her and gave her the only joy she had ever known: their twin children. But fate was merciless. When death stole him away, Selene was left with grief, two children to protect, and a heart turned to ice. From that day, she buried her emotions and lived only for her twins, earning a reputation as ruthless, unfeeling and cold. Few knew the truth that behind her silence lay a woman who had survived hell and was determined never to break again. When circumstances force her into the heart of the Shadowfang Pack, Selene faces trials harsher than anything before. The wolves see her as weak prey, unworthy of their respect, yet beneath her scars lies the strength born of suffering. To survive, she must rise not as a broken widow they believe her to be, but as something greater: a mother, a warrior, and one day a queen. "Heart of the Wolf Queen" is a sweeping werewolf epic of loss, resilience, and rebirth. A story of a woman forged in fire, who learns that even in the darkest night, there is a way to reclaim the throne of her own destiny

She's the editor-in-chief of a new magazine that's supposed to publish exclusive behind-the-scenes photos and news from a reality TV show. He is a bachelor who got tired of waiting for life to give him a love and decided to participate in a TV show to find a bride. Their lives intersect, therefore, but this is not the first time. And the past has left its mark!

In the modern day, where fixed marriages seem trivial, Gianna Emilia never thought she'd be in that situation. She never planned on getting married at the age of twenty-five, but fate had its own way of playing her life that one morning, and she woke up married. It was fine with her since it was her dad's wish, and she never said no to his wishes. She was that kind of daughter; she would always obey and follow. But for the first time in her whole existence, she regrets agreeing to that marriage. "This will only be on papers." She remembered what he said on the day of their marriage. His voice was so cold and full of irritation, making her feel the same. She regrets marrying him, the arrogant and cold-hearted Maverick Jaxon De Chavez. The guy who made her feel more unwanted and irrelevant and shattered her heart into a million pieces But how can she hate him if she has fallen for him? Will Emilia finally choose herself for the first time?

Synopsis From the moment I took my first breath, life made it clear I wasn’t wanted. Born to parents who never looked back, tossed into the arms of an adoptive family who caged my dreams, and then traded me to the most feared man in Italy, Stefan Rossi. Billionaire and Mafia king, a man whose name alone commands terror. I was forced into a marriage with a man who despises me, tied to a bloodline that sees me as a stain, taunted by the return of his bitchy ex right after our vows. How do you survive in a world where love is seen as a weakness. Stefan Rossi I built my empire with blood and fear, turning Empire Steel into a global beast and myself into the most powerful man in the underworld. I never believed in love or fate only contracts, control, and calculated. So when my late father bound me in marriage to a woman far beneath my world, I planned to claim an heir and cut her out like a tumor. But what I didn’t plan for, was her fire. Her defiance and her chaos. And the truth buried beneath the lies my father left behind. In a world of power, betrayal, and passion. we are either going to burn together or destroy each other.

My parents died in an accident when I was 16 years old. That leaves me and my stepbrother, Freddie Sanford, to rely on each other. At 20 years old, I get drunk and confess my feelings to him. But instead of being gentle as usual, he lashes out in fury. "Rosalie Hunter, do you have no shame at all? I'm your brother!" From that day on, he gets back together with his first love, Bianca Reed. His attitude toward me plummets and turns cold as ice. What Freddie doesn't know is I'm sick. To me, every day feels like a countdown. On the day of their wedding, I quietly reach the end of my life. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to two years ago. At the same time, I learn an unbelievable piece of news. Freddie has been dead for three years.

James Wesley has hated me for a decade after his childhood sweetheart passed away. He requests to be transferred to the frontier the day after we get married. I write him countless letters in those ten years to win back his favor, but his response is always the same. "If you truly regret it, why don't you hurry up and die?" However, after I am abducted, James storms the bandit's hideout by himself and saves me. He suffers multiple bullet wounds, but before he succumbs to his injuries, he uses the last of his strength to slap my hands away. "The thing I regret the most… in this life… is marrying you. If we get a second chance at life… please… don't bother me anymore." His mother, Felicia Axford, sounds regretful during the funeral. "It's all my fault, James. I shouldn't have forced you to marry her…" His father, Jeremiah Wesley, stares at me, his eyes burning with contempt. "You forced Emily to take her own life, and now you also caused my son's death. You're nothing but trouble, so you should just die!" Even Xavier Bowen, our troop commander, who was responsible for facilitating our marriage in the first place, shakes his head and sighs. "I shouldn't have played matchmaker. I let you down, Mr. Wesley." Everyone feels sympathetic toward James, including me. On the night I am discharged from the troop, I swallow some pesticide and die in the middle of an abandoned field. When I open my eyes again, I realize I have returned to the day before my marriage. This time, I am determined to fulfill everyone's wishes.

Sinovia Amora Villarreal, a girl that only dream is to make her parents proud of her. She will do anything to make her parents notice her, even they will decide to arrange marriage her to a guy that she didn't even know. How will she cope up with the situation? Will she accept what's happening to her life or for the first time in her life, she will refuse what her parents want?

What happens when a sweet innocent girl who has dedicated her life working for royal werewolves catches the eye of the most ruthless and feared alpha, who hates the idea of soul mates? Ruhee was all set to start over her life but fate had some other plans when she crossed the path with the most feared alpha who requested one thing which even the king couldn't deny. But that's not all, what happens when the cruel alpha finds out his soulmate has no wolf? This is the second part of "The dark side of the moon" but can be read as a stand alone story.

The year I loved Channing Waltz the most, he shattered my hopes. I remember, as I was hauled into the restroom, beaten mercilessly by strangers, there he stood, grinning like the sun itself. His face beamed with a brightness that made my heart sink. The burns from his childhood friend's curling iron marred my skin, leaving a trail of scars, and all the while, he took out his phone, snapping pictures of me in my undressed humiliation and posting them online for the world to mock. I cried, begged him to spare me, but he only laughed coldly, his voice as sharp as a blade. "You haven't even begun to suffer what my sister went through. What's the hurry?" That was when the truth hit me like a lightning strike. He had come to me, drawn me in with warmth, with affection, pretending to care—when all along, it was merely a means to an end. He had used me to set the stage to avenge his sister.