Mage's Blood

Humans and Shifters living among each other? It’s been nearly a decade since the shifter packs have left the shadows and now they’re basically running the place while the humans try to stay out of the way. So what does it mean that over the last decade since coming out that more and more shifters are finding their mates? Sage Montgomery was just the nerdy girl with a side business that actually puts her photographic memory to use. It’s rare that Sage ever forgets anything and she definitely won’t forget the day He walked into class.

"I’m not angry," he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "I’m focused." "On what?" He walked toward her, and for the first time, Giovanni felt her wolf howl in warning. She backed up until her heels hit the edge of the massive bed. "On the reason you’re here," he said. He reached out, his hand wrapping around her throat—not to choke her, but to force her to look at him. "Do you have any idea what you’re worth to me, Giovanni?" "I... I love you, Russell. I’ll be the best Luna I can—" "I don't need a Luna," he interrupted, his face inches from hers. His breath smelled of expensive bourbon. "I need an heir. A strong, Alpha-blooded heir to secure my legacy against my brother and the council." "And we’ll have one," she whispered, her eyes filling with tears of relief. "We’ll have a family." Russell let out a dark, chilling chuckle. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, but there was no heat, only ice. "You don't get it, do you? You’re not a queen, Giovanni. You’re a vessel. And tonight, I’m going to fill you." He shoved her back onto the bed, his weight following her down instantly. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, his eyes flashing that terrifying, predatory gold. "Wait," she gasped, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Russell, please, let’s just slow down..."

A mountain, once a towering monument to man's ambition, now sobbed rust and decay. Its skeletal skyscrapers clawed at a sky choked with ash, an endless darkness that reflected the desolation below. Here, where survival was a brutal equation of scavenged scraps and desperate violence, whispers clung to the crumbling ruins like the ever-present dust. Whispers of a legend, a shadow lurking in the deepest, forgotten heart of the mountain: a monster. They called him the Blood King, a name hissed with fear and reverence. Not just another vampire, but a predator whose power had once threatened to consume all of man-kind. He is said to be so great that no one was a match to his strength, his wrath so terrible, that the ancients themselves, the very inventors of their shadowed presence, had deemed him too dangerous to roam free. They imprisoned him, not in chains of iron, but in a cage of blood. A cage that could only be unlocked by the one whose essence was his destined key, his chosen one. A cruel contradiction, a punishment designed to bind him for eternity. Unknown to them all that the blood king’s chosen one was a human adventurer, who lived for the thrill and would do anything for a fearful adventure.

For three hundreds under vampire rule, the Blood Prince has drawn a new bride from his realms every fifty years. In my previous life, Seraphina was chosen,Lucian’s childhood sweetheart. The night before our bonding ceremony, she burst into our chamber, tears streaming. “Lucian, I’ve been chosen as the Blood Prince’s seventh bride!” she sobbed. “They say he loses control on his wedding night, drains every drop of blood from his bride. None of the first six lived to see dawn. I don’t want to die—please, claim me as your mate!” But Lucian had already claimed me. And by wolf law, an Alpha may bind only one mate at a time. So I step forward, and refused her. The next day, at the altar, Seraphina slit her throat with a silver dagger. Lucian didn’t flinch. He ordered the blood scrubbed from the stones—and proceeded with our ceremony as nothing had happened. However,on our honeymoon, he pushed me into starving wolves. His eyes burned crimson as he snarled, “If you hadn’t tricked me into marking you earlier, Seraphina would be alive. You killed her.” Over a dozen of wolves with gleaming eyes swarmed me in, tore me limb from limb. Then I woke, back on the day the mate-hunger hex seized Lucian. This time, I dragged Seraph-the girl Lucian cherished as most precious jewel,from her house myself, and shoved her into Lucian’s chamber. “Be his cure, and I’ll take your place as the Blood Prince’s bride instead.

After five years trapped in a loveless marriage arranged to replace her “dead” sister, Layla Kruger’s world shatters when Daisy reappears… alive, smiling, and wed to Layla’s cold husband, Alpha Daven. Cast out on their anniversary with only divorce papers and a vengeance-tainted heart, Layla stumbles into the power of Prince Derek Bloodwood and binds herself by blood oath to learn revenge.

The adventure story of the apprentice wizard Eden Noldorasga and his friends of different magical races in the city of Asgaphra. One of his friends - werewolf hybrid Garuda - was accused of being the culprit behind a horrible plot to usurp the city and enslave the common people. He and the rest of the group must find a way to prove Garuda's innocent, stop the plot, and find out the real mastermind of these things.

Alexis feels her life is full of danger. Ever since she saw the vampire killing someone in the hallway, she felt watched. Remembering the silver colored eyes that the vampire had, made Alexis start to lose her mind. But when Alexis meet him, the vampire did not hesitate to claim her as his fate.

After two years abroad in seclusion as I recovered, I received a selfie from my daughter, Lila Ashford. She was sitting on a bike, dressed in a work uniform. "Mom, you’ll be home soon, right? I miss you so much." My heart softened as I thought about how my girl had grown up. She understood that she needed to start from the bottom and work her way up. I was about to praise her when I noticed her skin seemed tanner, and her fitted shirt was the same one I’d bought her three years ago. It was frayed and worn thin, yet she still hadn’t thrown it away. As a child of the wealthiest family, Lila shouldn’t have to live like this, not even for "life experience". I zoomed in on the picture again. Her shoes were falling apart, the front gaping wide open. The more I looked, the more uneasy I became. The next second, I stumbled across Serena Ashford, my adopted daughter’s posts on social media. She was showing off male models, luxury cars, and on her wrist, the global limited-edition diamond bracelet I had given Lila. What shocked me most was the car that appeared in nearly every photo, the very one I had gifted Lila for her college graduation. How the hell had it ended up with her instead?!

When she dies mysteriously, Isla is given a choice by a demon– Either let her soul vanish with the wind with no resting place at the moon goddess' bosom or be reborn to exert her revenge. She agrees to the latter but there is a condition– She has to kill three Alphas. She agrees to the contract but she later finds out the man she loves is amongst her hit list. Will she choose love or revenge?

My parents have been keeping a secret from me my entire life. It wasn't until the day before my 17th birthday that I discovered the truth of who--or should I say what--I am.When two wolves showed up outside my window, it was just the beginning of the revelation that would bring me to my destiny. I, Harlow Nightingale, am not an ordinary teenage girl. Rather, I am the newest in a long line of women spanning back hundreds of years with a specific task--to guard the wolves of this legendary pack and keep their secret shifting abilities safe from the world. Now, another pack has surfaced, one that wants my wolves dead. Will I be able to develop my powers quickly enough to keep my pack safe and protected?No matter who I thought I was before, my life is different now, and I must learn to live this magical life as the Mage of Wolves.