Oblivion Legacy Lost

Bastard son of Oskar Ungart, Ulfgar grew up an outcast amongst a brotherly society. Never fitting in with his half-brothers, the legitimate children of the Ungart clan, he spent many days by himself. Un-sculpted by his culture he was left to his own interests. This in return pushed him farther away from his father and his clan. Ulfgar Ungart chose to pursue wizardry and necromancy in his hate filled lust for power and revenge. scorned for his chosen path his father ridiculed and banished him from his home lands. With his pride in tatters and his mothers death spurring him on his way he left to his uncles. It was there he heard of Witch Mountain and the hermit who dwelled in the forest. Ulfgar knew this was his chance to grab ahold of his dreams and finally become the wizard he knew he was.

Freya, the youngest omega of the Blueblood Pack, has spent her life suffering abuse and rejection. When she learns her mate is Kane, the cold and cruel alpha, her world shatters as he openly rejects her, branding her as worthless. Cast out and broken, Freya is left to fight for herself in the dangerous woods. But fate has other plans. Rescued by a strange rogue, Freya discovers a secret power within her, a heritage that could change the fate of all werewolves. As betrayal threatens to destroy the Blueblood Pack, Freya must rise above her pain and face her past, including the alpha who once scorned her. With three enemies planning against her, a forbidden second chance at love, and a secret that could change everything, Freya must fight for her pack, her future, and her happiness. Can Freya accept her strength, protect her future children, and forgive the mate who rejected her? Or will the shadows of treason consume them all?

Reign was one the most successful and popular rock artist in the world, she was a star in her own right. She worked ten times harder than her male counterparts. There was a handful of female artists who had achieved the same kind of success she has at such a young age. She was very proud of what she had accomplished in the last three years. It wasn’t easy, she was only fifteen when her manager, Mac, discovered her. She’d been touring and recording nonstop since she started three years ago. Her and her band have been together since the start of her career, they were all around the same age, but she was the youngest of the five of them. When it was decided that they would be taking at least six months off, the twin’s, Jyden and Jazlyn, parents invited Reign and the other two band members to come and spend their vacation with them. They lived in a small rural village on the coast of Scotland. It was secluded enough that security wouldn’t be a problem to arrange. Security was their specialty; they ran one of the most successful security firms in the world, Hunt Security. Six months before her 18th birthday, she became the object of a psycho stalker and her manager hired Hunt Security Company. Little did she know that the brother of her guitarist and drummer was the one who would be in charge of her private security and become more than just her bodyguard.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

My boyfriend, Jacob Torrance, claimed he hated being touched. Five years together, and all I got were stiff hand-holds and the rare side-hug. Even in bed, he kept his distance. I figured he was just emotionally shut off. Then he dropped this: he wanted a kid—with his mentor's daughter. "Take it as a sperm donation," he said. "Dr. Lynn asked me before he died. Wendy's got no one else." I smiled. "You don't have to explain. I support you." When you're over someone, there's no point fighting about what's right or wrong.

She was born an omega — weak, voiceless, invisible. He was born an Alpha — ruthless, feared, untouchable. When Aria Hale’s fated mate rejects her before the entire Silvercrest Pack, she’s left broken… until the night her blood burns silver beneath the moon. Hunted for a power she doesn’t understand and bound by a destiny older than the packs themselves, Aria must rise from ashes and face the Alpha who once cast her aside. But when love and vengeance intertwine, will she destroy him… or claim him forever? In a world where power is everything, the Luna of the Lost Bloodline will remind them that even the moon bows to her light.

It's time for the Mate Hunt. A tradition for packs to bring more females into the pack. With the number of children being born dwindling to dangerously low numbers we are desperate to find an Omega. There hasn't been one in a hundred years, but their ability to bring fertility to the pack everyone is desperate to find one. When we stumble into a twenty-four hour diner, we find a woman who is in desperate need to make a quick escape. Her abusive ex-boyfriend has been stalking her, and she needs protection. In return she agrees to be courted by us. Let's hope she is the mate we have been searching for and maybe the answer to saving our kind from extinction. *This is a why choose/reverse harem story, which means the female character will be involved with multiple partners.*

After my rebirth, I no longer stop my husband, Don Dante Moretti, from taking care of his dead older brother's widow and daughter, Sofia Bianchi and Lucia Moretti. I spent my entire life hoping that he would spare me a glance, after all. Only when I was hugging my son, Leone Moretti's icy corpse while dying in the snow, did I realize just how wrong I'd been. Once I'm reborn, I visit the law firm decisively and turn in my appeal for divorce. "I request to file a divorce with Dante Moretti. I'd like to terminate Leone's and my original identities." A few days later, Leone and I will disappear from Dante's life. Since he wants to stay with Sofia and Lucia, I'll grant his wish.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

I survived three years under Adrian Blackwood's control by learning to disappear. He made me believe I was nothing, and I got so good at being invisible that I almost forgot I existed. Then three strangers showed up claiming to be my brothers. They said I was stolen from a family I never knew, a family that's been searching for me. Suddenly everything I'd buried came flooding back: wealth, danger, enemies, and a life that was supposed to be mine. Lucien, Marcus, and Elias dragged me into their world of power and secrets. They offered protection, but it came with strings attached. Rules I had to follow. A role I had to play. And then there's Rowan, my assigned protector who looks at me like I'm a puzzle he can't solve. Every word between us feels dangerous. Every look makes me want things I swore I'd never risk again. Trust. Connection. Something real. But Adrian won't let me go that easily. He's still out there, circling, reminding me that girls like me don't escape. Now I'm not just fighting to survive. I'm fighting to become who I was always meant to be, before Adrian, before the fear. The woman my family lost. The woman Rowan sees. Some secrets won't stay buried. Neither will I.