Midnight Thoughts Meaning

A king is known for his ruthlessness, Who played with people and killed them brutally. A king who is called Blood King among Villages. And Dance with Wolves among His People "The barbarians are coming!" At that moment, my heart stops. I look up from where I am sitting next to the boudoir in the manor to the oval-shaped window. No, I think to myself. This can't be happening. The barbarians rarely ever raided the northwestern villages, but when they did, they left the streets bloodied and the houses bare. And if they were feeling especially evil, they'd even take a maiden back to their king as a gift. Elizabella has, fair skin color, a perfect figure, and height. Delicate body, 19 years old simple-minded yet brave girl. belongs to a stable family but when the village got attacked, She was taken as a gift to King. She was a daring and fearless girl, The kind Of girl a barbarian hates the most. King was never rude to women. unlike his men, he was gentle and only do sex when women beg him to do it. For the first time, he met a girl so challenging and fearless. So straightforward and sharp-tongued, First Girl who refused him many times that he takes her as a challenge and wanted her to beg him for sex!!! He doesn't even want to hurt her which was out of order because usually, barbarians killed those women who refused them, and The King himself can't hurt her! Will she escape from his Kingdom? Or Will he make her accept him as her King?

Hilda Oakley, the charity case Mom and Dad take in, steals my family right out from under me. She slips drugs into me, driving me into a bipolar disorder. She turns me into someone who snaps and screams at Mom and Dad without meaning to. She paints me as someone rotten inside, as the bully at school, and as someone who'd shove her down the stairs at home. And because of that, my whole family turns on me. Mom calls me a bad seed. Dad says I'm no daughter of his. Then, they adopt Hilda and throw me out in the dead of winter. My bipolar flares. Naked, I sprint onto the rooftop and jump to my death. When I'm reborn, I realize I can make the thoughts in other people's heads audible. So, at the dinner table, I let Hilda's thoughts spill right before Mom and Dad. 'I kept that witch Valerie drugged for three years. She finally broke! They still don't suspect that Alex isn't really her brother. He's Susan's son. Once we poison Valerie's parents, the Coopers' fortune will belong to us.'

CEO's Midnight Temptation: Mated To Ex’s Irresistible Alpha Boss! My face flushed with heat yet I remained unable to break free from his comforting hold. He guided me to a secluded spot while maintaining constant contact with his hand on mine. I collapsed into the chair when he managed to get me seated because exhaustion was overwhelming me. I whispered my desire to remain in his embrace while I pressed closer against him despite the chair. Your warmth surrounds me and your scent is pleasant. Rytis stopped moving while his intense stare locked onto me as he leaned forward until his lips brushed my ear. The whispered confession he delivered next made my heart race. “Mate.” My eyes locked onto him while confusion scrambled my thoughts. What did that even mean? The moment felt monumental because it seemed like a statement that could change everything. The room spun around me while a single pressing question repeated in my thoughts without stopping. What was his intention when he said ‘Mate’?

"You can't handle it. If you try too hard to understand me, what you'll unbosom, that is if you're able to uncover anything, will drive you mad. Because my mind is a dark labyrinth, never understood". “Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind”.——Dean Roontz. A dark, lonely, numb soul wanders the face of the Earth in search of peace. Running and hiding from her hunters and her captives. She's trying all she can to feel something, anything, at all as proof that she's living but all to no avail. She's neither human nor werewolf, Satyr nor mermaid, she doesn't seem to have a place to fit in. Her only mission and the goal that drives her very being is how to get rid of the curse she was born with. A curse that seems to spread its wings of death over any one she dares to care about. A curse that doesn't hesitate to suck the happiness out of all beings of close proximity to her. Will her strive to break this curse be fruitful or futile? Will she be able to protect others from getting consumed by this curse that plagues her very existence? Will she thrive over this seemingly unbreakable curse?

A story of hate to love. Amira and Amir had no choice but to put their hate aside and enjoy their explosive attraction Amira meaning It means "princess" or "high born girl," (derived from Arabic) and a Hebrew female given name, meaning 'treetop' or 'saying'.

“She became the Alpha's slave in order to destroy him.” *** For over five years, Alpha Jackson King of Midnight pack had terrorized the neighbouring packs. They were tired of him, but all attempts to overthrow him had failed. Kelsey Arlington, the daughter of the Alpha of Blue Moon Pack was tired of living in fear. When Jackson's men killed her brother and some of her pack members, she decided enough was enough. She made a deal with slave traders who allowed her infiltrate Midnight pack disguised as a regular slave from another region. She had barely started executing her plan to destroy Midnight pack from the inside when she found out that she was Alpha Jackson's mate. She had to decide whether to continue on her quest for revenge or surrender to the mate bond.

James wasn't your typical writer. He gave a new meaning to Copywriting. His life wasn't great but he was doing well for himself; six figures in his bank account, and a hot neighbour that he had more than one wet dream about. His life was great until he died of course. Now he's stuck in another world with a secret mission. He's ready to spin another new meaning to copywriting.

Fernanda, a resilient girl who got turned into a slave, suffered the tragic loss of her parents, escapes the clutches of her Slavemaster, Alpha Draxler, Alpha of the Midnight Shadow pack and finds solace with Sergio, the Alpha of the Black Moon Pack. Together, they seek justice against the Midnight Shadow Pack, who betrayed Sergio's pack and orchestrated Fernanda's captivity. As they delve deeper into their mission, they uncover shocking secrets, including the revelation that Fernanda possesses a rare and coveted ability granted by the moon goddess. With their love and bond growing stronger, Sergio and Fernanda share an intimate encounter, awakening Fernanda's dormant wolf and unlocking her extraordinary powers. However, their newfound happiness is short-lived as Alpha Draxler becomes obsessed with capturing Fernanda and claiming her abilities for himself. Now aware of the danger they face, Sergio and Fernanda, aided by their loyal allies, embark on a treacherous journey to protect Fernanda and harness her powers. In a climactic showdown, they engage in a fierce battle against the Midnight Shadow Pack, with alliances shifting and sacrifices made. Will their love and newfound abilities be enough to overcome Alpha Draxler and his cohorts, or will the unmastered ability lead to their ultimate downfall?

There's a prophecy – a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah's field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone. The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five. Now, can you guess who needs to die? Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens. No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I? ._. Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others. And there is her. A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her. What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe? Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities. She finds only one answer: REVENGE. *WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!*

I was once the beloved daughter of the powerful Alpha and Luna of The Midnight Ridge Pack. I thought I had everything—a loving family, a protective brother, and a perfect fated mate—Steve Dolton, the strongest Beta of The Midnight Ridge Pack and the man I had loved for eighteen years. But when I turned eighteen, my world shattered. I discovered that I had been switched at birth and that Penny was the true heir of the pack. In an instant, I became the most awkward existence within The Midnight Ridge Pack. Though my parents promised I would always be their daughter, when Penny offended The Rogue King, they didn’t hesitate to make me take the blame and threw me into the infamous rogue den. I endured torture from silver chains and wolfsbane, my body covered in scars, becoming the lowest slave in the rogue den. It wasn’t until the fifth year that my brother-Alpha Joe and my former fiancé- Steve, came to the rogue den to take me back to The Midnight Ridge Pack. I overheard the casual chatter of the servants. "Does she seriously think she can come back?" "She made Miss Penny suffer outside for over a decade, stole ten years of happiness from her, and now she has the audacity to return and keep taking what belongs to Miss Penny. Shameless." "I heard that bringing her back this time is to help Miss Penny..." My throat tightened, and my palms grew cold. "Julia, come back home with us. We were wrong about you!" "Steve and I will treat you twice as well. You're still our precious little princess!" Amid their urging and apologies, I loosened my hand grip on the tattered hem of my dress. I had already promised to marry the son of The Rogue King. Our wedding was just around the corner.