Novel & Cerita Lost In Time

Merida has always just tried to make it through the day without drawing any unwanted attention, given she is about to face the scariest thing in her short life. The man she once loved, who tried to kill her. Only now she is faced with a new revelation. That there are other individuals that want her dead, all because of who she is. Yet who is she? For she doesn't think it is the 14-year-old human girl, nor are her friends who she thought they were. Nothing is as it seems! Not even her family! Plus, there is the strange new man in her life, who promises to never leave her side. As well as this dark shadow that seems to follow her everywhere and in every ERA.

For five years, Gideon—my brother's Beta—and I had a secret. We were supposed to announce our mating at the pack's Winter Solstice festival. Instead, he breathed hot against my ear. "Babe, we've been sleeping together for five years. I'm bored with you. Find someone else for the marking ceremony, alright?" I didn't cry. I just gave a calm, simple nod. "Alright." Only because in my last life, I had begged him through tears to complete the bond. After he finally marked me, he grew cold. He never again woke me by rubbing his stubbled chin against my forehead. Even when we made love, he kept his eyes shut, as if he were with someone else, just using my body. When I was in agony giving birth to our pup, fighting for my life, he left me. He was going to comfort his savior, Aveline. The old wound she suffered saving him had relapsed, sending her into a mental spiral. In that moment, I finally understood. A mark I had to beg for was nothing but a curse, a wound that would never heal. This time, I pulled away with a smile, removing his hand from my waist. "You're right. I'm tired of it, too. We're done."

Six years ago, Elena Morrell walked away from Adrian Lancaster with nothing but heartbreak and a promise to never return. Now she is back. No longer the fragile woman trapped in a cold marriage, Elena has rebuilt her life into something powerful and independent. Returning to Althea to lead a prestigious medical institute is supposed to be a fresh start for herself and her twin sons. Until fate places Adrian Lancaster directly in her path again. Cold, ruthless, and more dangerous than ever, Adrian has never forgotten the woman who disappeared from his life without explanation. And the moment he hears Elena’s voice again, he becomes determined to uncover every secret she has been hiding. But when a frightened little girl unexpectedly enters Elena’s life, the past Elena fought desperately to escape begins unraveling piece by piece. As old feelings reignite and buried truths slowly come to light, Elena finds herself trapped between the life she built and the man she was never truly able to forget. Because some secrets were never meant to stay buried. And some loves refuse to die no matter how badly they destroy you.

Lilia Morgan spent her whole life forging her own path, determined never to be a pawn in anyone’s game. But when a long-buried engagement agreement forces her into marriage with Damian Crawford—the cold, calculating heir to an empire—her carefully built independence begins to slip through her fingers. She refuses to surrender. Determined to escape, she strikes a deal with the devil himself: one year in his world, and if she can settle her family’s debt before time runs out, she walks away—no strings attached. But Damian never makes a deal he doesn’t intend to win. For years, he has watched her from a distance, knowing she was meant to be his. Now, with Lilia trapped in his orbit, he will use every opportunity to remind her that control is an illusion—and in his world, she belongs to him. As corporate warfare, long-buried betrayals, and the ghosts of their pasts threaten to tear them apart, Lilia and Damian are drawn into a dangerous battle—one where power, passion, and obsession collide. But when desire turns into something far more dangerous, Lilia must decide: is Damian her greatest enemy, or the only man who was ever meant to stand by her side? A gripping enemies-to-lovers romance with ruthless power struggles, slow-burning intensity, and a billionaire who refuses to lose. Love and war have never been so intoxicating—but in this game, only one of them can walk away unscathed.

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Institute—and the only person in the world with real deep-sea rescue experience. When my younger brother's submarine went down and he called for help from 35,000 feet below, I hung up on him. Then, calm and unhurried, I went straight to the police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research data. A few minutes later, my father called, furious. "Your brother's life is hanging by a thread—where the hell are you?! I demand you to get to the site and save him right now, or you won't see a single penny of the family fortune!" I pulled the blanket over myself and said into the phone, perfectly composed, "Busy. Don't bother me—I'm trying to sleep."

The day I found out I was pregnant with twins, Vincent Castellano celebrated like a man who had been handed heaven. Fireworks over Brooklyn. Vows whispered against my stomach. Promises that his empire, his loyalty, and his life were mine. That same day, I found out the hospital built in my name had been sheltering his affair. While I was throwing up and fighting to keep our babies safe, he was holding another woman in the next room. So I made my choice. I would keep the twins. But Vincent Castellano would lose all three of us.

Three years ago, Swelina Lott, the mate of Holden Grant, my older brother, had read my diary out loud in front of everyone at the ceremony. Holden, who was also the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, was enraged after hearing the contents. He personally locked me up in the juvenile wolf prison afterward. After all, my diary was filled with entries proclaiming my love and adoration for him. What Holden doesn't know is that the wardens used all sorts of violent punishments on me in order to correct my behavior. As a result, I lost my wolf there. Today is the day I regain my freedom. Holden and Swelina are already waiting for me at the prison gate. The latter even has a sweet smile plastered on her face. "You're finally released, Anria. Holden and I miss you terribly." Meanwhile, Holden just looks at my skeletal frame while saying icily, "Swelina is already pregnant with my pup. That makes her the future Luna of the Silvermoon pack. I hope that you can make peace with her. "If I hear anything about you fantasizing about me again, I don't mind sending you back to this very prison." Upon hearing his threat, I sink down to my knees instantly. My body starts trembling uncontrollably at the same time. Already, I can feel warm liquid seeping through my pants. I won't do that anymore, Holden. Right now, the only thing I want to do is to stay far, far away from you. The further, the better.

On the day of the company’s annual meeting, Victoria Quinn brought a man onstage and publicly announced that he was the newly appointed vice president. All eyes in the room instantly turned to me. Mr. Lane looked at me with undisguised mockery. “Ms. Quinn, Mr. Cabell has been with the company for so many years. How did this promotion skip over him?” Victoria smiled casually. “Mr. Cabell is a pillar of the company. He’s most effective staying at the grassroots level.” I knew she was certain I would not object and that I would not leave her. When I glanced at the new vice president, I understood why. He looked exactly like her first love from college, the one who had died in an accident. Suddenly, I felt exhausted. I ripped off my ID badge, tossed it in front of Victoria, and said, “Ms. Quinn, I quit.”

I go into business with my childhood friend, Ian Ziegler. The business is a success, earning 1.2 million dollars in profit. Ian gives me my share—a whopping 5,000 dollars. Noticing my dissatisfaction, Ian puts his arm around my girlfriend, Nina Foster, and tosses the keys to his Bentley onto the table. "What, is five grand too little for you? Fine. Since you're so broke, I'll give you a chance to turn things around for yourself. There's going to be a soccer game tonight. We're both going to place our bets. If you win, you can get all 1.2 million, plus my car. "But if you lose, your girlfriend's mine. You'll also have to get on your knees and lick my shoes right here in front of everyone." Everyone else in the room cackles gleefully, eager to watch me humiliate myself. Smirking, I nod. "Sure. I'll take that bet." These people have no idea that five years ago, I'd single-handedly taken down the Northwest Aravian illegal soccer betting circuit. I'd set a trap for a match-fixing syndicate, beating the crooks at their own game. I'd walked away from that life after that. But now, Ian has seriously decided to challenge me to a soccer bet?

[YOU HAVE TRANSMIGRATED INTO A VILLAINESS FATED TO DIE.] I was supposed to obsess over the Alpha King, scheme against the heroine, and meet my end at the execution block. Instead, I rewrote the story. I chose Pierre Ashbourne—the neglected second male lead I once pitied as a reader—and spent three years helping him rebuild his dying pack, believing I had finally changed my fate. Then he abandoned me at our mating ceremony for his first love, the heroine. Now, the system has given me only one way home, restore the original ending by pushing the heroine back into the arms of the ruthless Alpha King, Hades. But the more I try to complete the story, the more these leads are getting out of character! What should I do?