Ok Go Invincible Novels & Stories

Amethyst is a woman who loves her family so much. She has a boyfriend named Earl. Amethyst's life was simple, and it's ok with her. Until one night, She and her boyfriend went on a date. It should be a romantic and simple date but it turns out into a nightmare! They witnessed a killing which leads Earl to die. And the master mind? Named Aivan Warren who's reckless that suddenly feel something strange when he saw Amethyst. He let Amethyst live and free but in one condition. She will do whatever Aivan wants for two months! Yes, it was totally crazy for her. But, what can she do? He is powerful and reckless. What will happen with those two months? Will Amethyst live after two months? If Aivan wants her to love him, how can she love the person who just killed her boyfriend for no reason?

Everyone called her the weakling. Aveline couldn’t shift, couldn’t fight, couldn’t even stand up for herself. She was the shame of her pack, mocked, beaten, and abandoned. But on the night of her twenty-first birthday, fate betrayed her in the cruelest way possible. Not one mate.Not two.But three ruthless Alphas. The Blackthorne triplets. Damon, Dominic, and Darius, brothers feared across every pack, merciless rulers who took what they wanted and destroyed whoever stood in their way. And now, they wanted her. Weak, Fragile and Breakable. The bond was unshakable, their desire unrelenting. Each claimed her as his, and none of them were willing to share. But Aveline’s blood hides a deadly secret, a curse whispered by the Moon Goddess herself. A prophecy that could make the brothers invincible… or tear them apart forever. Trapped in a golden cage, bound by passion and power, Aveline must survive the obsession of three possessive mates… and the dark fate tied to her soul. Three Alphas. One fragile mate. A curse that could destroy them all.

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.

Roan King. The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls just fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs nice and wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population here at Barnett. I'm sure he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year. Yeah... I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead jock coasting through college on his football prowess. Ugh. I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid. Need I say more? I don't think so. I've had the sad misfortune of running into him on campus. Literally. As in—I literally slammed into him before spilling my iced coffee drink all over that wide rippling chest of his (did I just say that?). What I learned from the experience is that Roan King is one hell of a cocky son of a— Ok Unfortunately for me, Operation Avoid-Roan-King isn't going so well. Everywhere I go, there he is. If he wasn't so ridiculously hot, he would be a hell of a lot easier to forget. With his dark hair, shocking turquoise colored eyes and (damn him) buff body, he's easily the most gorgeous guy I've ever laid eyes on. Crap... see what I mean? Why do I suddenly have the bad feeling that Roan King is going to lead to my utter ruin and downfall?

In the world of the supernatural and a time of war. The peace and fate of the supernatural domain rest on the shoulder of a young she-wolf named Selena. Selena grew up as a human, discovering her true identity after the series of nightmares that hunts her down her world was turned upside down. She was lonely, pained, and confused, she was chosen by the moon goddess for greatness. She was the first ever descendant of the moon goddess to ever come into existence. She kicked in courage and became clever, determined, and heroic when she crossed paths with Marcus Verne. Marcus Verne is a fierce and vicious god, who was sent out of the macrocosm because of his greed and selfishness, he embezzled the Alpha position and cruelly enslaved the supernatural realm. He is invincible, brutal, and sends terrifying chills to the core anywhere that he goes but Selena bearing the moon mark around her neck was strong enough to stop him. But with Selena's mate in the picture, could she be able to succeed? Could she pick love over her destiny or could their love conquer all? Follow Selena on her journey full of love, terror, and suspense.

“You belong to me now! No woman is allowed to caress your rod aside from me!" She is the invincible queen of the underworld, the most dangerous Mafia Lord in the cartel kingdom. Selena Santa Cruz is the only woman who can make even the fearless men fall on their knees. Wanted by the force and underworld Lords, Selena fears nothing aside from her past. A past that she has been running from, a past she must put an end to. But when this dangerous Mafia queen crosses paths with an innocent and fragile student, everything changes. The untamable woman sees herself falling dangerously for this young boy whose origin is a mystery. “If I can’t have him then no one will.” Those were the deadly words of Selena Santa Cruz the moment she set her eyes on Tyrone Miller. Vowing to kill anyone to have him all to herself, will Selena be able to win against the thousands of men after her? How can she fight against her past when the one thing she has vowed to protect is strongly linked to it?

‘State you name.’ Luke said. His voice of authority. ‘Vera Rayne.’ He seemed to look like he was in thought. The interview went on. Vera feeling on edge and uncomfortable. Luke, he was just sexually frustrated. ‘Are you married.’ He suddenly demanded. Luke couldn’t help it. Vera was confused as to why he would ask. ‘No,’ she answered, frowning. ‘Boyfriend then.’ Vera frowned deeper. Luke thought it made her look just as beautiful. Vera didn’t know why he would want to know. What it had to do with him. Luke grew irritated by Vera’s silence. His mind going insane thinking that silence meant that she did indeed have a boyfriend. Then he began to imagine, if she did have a boyfriend, what would he look like. What was her type. And so on. ‘No.’ She had finally answered. Luke thought she wasn’t going to. ‘OK,’ he said feeling relieved. Though he would never show it.

My name is Aria Monroe, I turned eighteen yesterday. Guess what? I celebrated my birthday with my cellmate Amelia in a cell. Yeah I'm slave, I've been living as a slave since I was fifteen. Trust me I don't know where my mother or father or siblings are. I don't even know if they are alive or dead. Ever since my own family sold me to slavery, I deleted them from my heart forever. I only have one family and that's Amelia, she's been good to me, she's like a sister to me, this is my story. "You're thinking again aren't you? " She's said." Yeah sometimes I'm usually lost thinking, not about my dumbass family but a way to escape this disgusting and smelling cell. "I'm sorry Elia, stop worrying about me ok, you know I'm always planning on escaping here with you" I said.

A reverse harem (MxFxM) story. *** They are the Beast, ruling over the earth for thousands of years and are the ultimate Kings. They are invincible, powerful and cold hearted. Their words are the command which no one dared to refuse, their actions are cruel which makes people tremble in terror, their presence itself is enough to make death turn it's way. They had everything one could ask for- power, strength, position, wealth and looks. Yet they were not happy. The only thing they ever wanted in their life was their mate. They knew they are cursed to live without a mate, without their other half but it didn't stopped them from searching for their mate. Then imagine their surprise when one night their mate magically appears in front of them out of nowhere. *** The Beast Kings are the one who are merciless. They are the one who are Savage Beasts. They are the one who are Heartless monsters. They are the one who killed thousands and thousands of people. They are the one who causes fear in people with just the mention of them. They are the one who doesn't have enemies because no one dares to oppose them. They are the one who have strength combined of all the supernatural species. They are the one who are the kings of All. They are the one who are The Beast Kings. They are the one who are searching for their mate ever since they remember. They are the one who will do anything to find her. And she is their Mate. Their little Rose. Their Human Mate.

Drevan Valkor is the Darkmoon pack's Invincible Alpha. This makes him grow arrogant and believe himself to be untouchable. Even when he drags a knife across his own hand, the wound closes almost instantly. He laughs at me and says, "Kyra, you gasp for breath after walking just a few steps. What a pathetic, sickly burden." What he doesn't know is that a curse forces me to suffer every bit of pain he should be feeling. The only cure is for him to acknowledge me and complete the mate bond willingly. I endure three years of his pain, his cold shoulder treatment, and his constant entanglement with my "healthy and lively" stepsister. I tell myself that if I can survive until the mate bonding ceremony, I will finally be free. But that hope dies on the night of the ceremony. Before the entire pack, he pulls my stepsister, Belle Wynter, into his arms and kicks me off the altar. "I reject Kyra Wynter as my mate," he declares. "My pack doesn't need a weakling like her." That is the moment my conscience dies. If that's how it is, then he can't blame me for choosing the worst possible cure.