Number Of The Stars

“Dear sister, you will remain barren for the rest of your life because I have been secretly giving you some concoction that reduces fertility,” My eyes went wide with shock. “You did what?” “Of course, Lenora. That's what those concoctions do. It reduces a woman's fertility until her womb is no longer able to hold her babies,” ~~~~~~~~~ Lenora's world is turned upside down, when her mate and husband of three years returns with news of her step sister being pregnant for him, and she is banished from the pack due to her inability to produce an heir for him. But when one chapter ends, another begins, what happens when Lenora stumbles on love again? And discovers her true mate is none other than Alpha Zade, the biggest rival of her ex mate. Will Alpha Zade be able to open the doors of Lenora's heart? And build a new life together? What happens when Lenora's past comes haunting her, threatening to destroy everything she has now? Can Lenora and Zade overcome the dark force, or will it tear them apart? Find out in this interesting tale.

My dormmate, Summer Lodge, always uses heavy-duty electrical appliances to cook in our dorm. I kindly remind her that it's a fire hazard and that she'll get a demerit if the college finds her out, but she snaps at me and tells me to mind my own business. One day, her oven bursts into flames and burns one of our dormmates—the daughter of an affluent family—to death. When the college investigates the matter to apportion the blame, Summer and another dormmate push the blame on me. I'm expelled and cyberbullied. My dead dormmate's boyfriend even comes after me for revenge. He shoves me and my family into the furnace at a crematorium. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day when Summer decides to make a meal with the oven.

Everything happened too fast after I completed the sentence, one minute I was staring at the back of Damien's head, and the next minute I was pinned against the wall. His face was so close to me that I could feel his minty breath, "You can try to run but I will always catch you, you can try to hide but I will always find you. Get one thing clear, Nora, no matter what road you take it will always lead you to me." I licked my lips unable to utter any word. His thick eyelashes fell on my lips and my heartbeat sped up instantly. "Are you scared of me, Nora?" the corner of his lips curled up giving me a full blown smirk. I gulped, "No," the word came out weak between my shallow breaths. I tried to keep my face stoic even though my nerves were no longer in my control. I shut my eyes tightly as his face inched forward. I inhaled a sharp breath feeling his soft lips on my ear, "Then why is your heart beating so loudly?" ......................................................................... Eleanor has it all, loving parents, a good career, everything is presented to her on a silver platter or that's what everyone thinks. What happens when she gets tangled in a world she never knew existed because of a prince who seems to hate her but can not let her go. Will she ever be able to get her normal life back or will she become a part of his ruthless plan?

To get revenge. To be greedy. To have power and authority. These things can be achieved when you know what the future holds. When I died, they said that a Mistress like me should go to hell. Well, I guess they are wrong. Instead, I got hold of that future. I got to go back in time. Follow me, read my story, and learn from my journey.

The day that I divorced my third husband, the system told me that I had completely failed my mission. I had married three times in this world and they were all targets that were supposed to fall for me. But every single one of them chose to divorce me because of Wendy Somerfield. The system pitied me for doing my best for the past 30 years, so it asked me to target my son. It said that if my son could confidently choose me, between me and Wendy, then I could live. However, it was no exception that the son I gave birth to after 40 weeks of pregnancy chose Wendy, just like my three ex-husbands. They all even pinned the cause of Wendy's illness on me. My first husband, who was my childhood sweetheart, pretended to be softhearted, but he was actually ruthless. He actually tried to convince me to donate one of my kidneys to Wendy. My second husband, who I met on a blind date, used a scalpel to personally cut open my body. My third husband, who I fell in love with at first sight, even threatened me with my son. While spitting out blood from my mouth, I agreed to their requests with a smile. However, when they saw me being pushed out of the operating room, those people who turned their backs on me went crazy.

A growl escaped his throat as my robe fell and pooled at my feet. I was completely naked. I saw his eyes dilating. He wanted me. That was all that mattered. A seductive smile curled on my lips, hiding the nervousness I felt. "I'm all yours, Alpha..." "Get dressed! And get out!" His breathing hitched as his gaze swept all over my naked form. I walked towards him, biting my lower lip as I reached for his shirt, unbuttoning it while ignoring his anger. He would have pushed me away if he didn't want this, but instead, he moved swiftly and pinned me against the wall. "Is this what you want?" His said hoarsely. His breath brushed against my neck, sending pleasurable tingles between my thighs as he pressed his front against mine. I stared back at him, letting my eyes show the emotions I had kept hidden all these years. "I want you, Caspian." ***** In a world where Alpha Females are pawns for the Claiming, being an Omega Female is considered a blessing. Andrea was born and raised as an Omega. She had the freedom to choose whether to be claimed by her mate or be someone's chosen. And so she thought, until the reality of her past came hunting her.  Alpha Caspian knew from the very beginning that he wanted Andrea, whether they were fated mates or not. But by the time he was ready to make amends for sending her away when she was 15, a secret from her past had resurfaced.  Would he let her go this time? Or was she worth fighting for? ***** A spin-off novel from the Black Shadow Pack Series. While the story is stand-alone, I recommend that you read the Black Shadow Pack Series to gain a better understanding of the characters.

From a young age, Aurora wanted to be different than her domineering mother, Empress Zephyra. When Aurora unexpectedly inherits the throne, she is left behind with two words: be better. And she tries. But just as things seem to have settled, Empress Aurora of Valiant receives a vision: the entire world will be destroyed. Along with her friend Devrim, Aurora makes the bold decision to travel to the Fates in the land of magic to find the answers she seeks. To be better, the new Empress must place her own life on the line to stop the coming doom.

From the time she was a little girl, Lunus Reens knew what she wanted - to hunt werewolves. But when her first night as a Hunter brings her face to face with a wounded Alpha, she begins to see the human side of these murderous beasts. Confronted with the reality of a werewolf's humanity, Lunus is forced to make a choice. Will she continue in her quest to rid the world of these shape shifting menaces, or will she join Evan Marshal in his quest to find a cure and break the ancient curse which binds The Wolves of Banglador? *Mild language, Adult themes*

Axton Almero, a handsome and dashing prince. He was almost perfect, except that his attitude was greedy for wealth. The man had killed Selena Dazzle, and as a result, he was cursed by that witch. Axton's soul is trapped in a flower called foxglove for good. His heart was still beating, but his soul disappeared like a shroud of the undead. Knowing Axton's dire situation, Selena's sister, Helena Dazzle, tries to save him because of a debt of gratitude. Helena wants to return the favor, but breaking Axton's curse is no easy feat. Will Helena be able to bring back Axton's trapped soul? Or is she the one who will be trapped in her own sister's curse? —★—★—★—★—★— Edited in Canva Pro. Credit to the owners.

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .