Opening Lines Of The Odyssey

A realm exists where the chosen ones got their blessings from the gods. The gods would bestow their powers and grant them the permissions to rule over the world. Thus, the common people called these wonders by ‘Blessing’. However, these so-called blessings were always followed by chaos and death… A queen who fell from her grace... She who’s buried her entire queendom and family by her own hands. She who’s travelled the world for over than hundreds of years while bearing the ‘Blessing’ on her. This queen had so many names throughout her lives, some were written in the history and the rest were still unknown. This time, she met a young boy that’s trapped in the middle of a war, a hot-headed man, an old friend, and everything that reminded her of her past self.

“I….I hate you,” those words rolled out of her tongue, whereas a tear slipped down from her eyes, feeling him wrapping her bare legs around his waist. A sadistic smirk formed on his face, hearing her before he pressed the tip of his swollen girth against her drenching core which hurt yet angered her more. She grabbed his collar aggressively. “I can never love you because the only person I have ever loved in my life is Ethan and will be just him. Did you understand that, Zaiden fucking Alvaro?” She seethed out at him, attempting to trigger him but her words made him grab her nape. “We will see about that once I will get done making you scream and moan my name again, Cyra Zaiden Alvaro,” whispering those words against her lips, he pressed his mouth against hers while pushing his hardened shaft all the way inside her. “Aaah …..” she moaned in that painful pleasure whereas her arms immediately embraced him Suddenly, she felt her phone vibrating in her hand which made her look towards it and her heart shattered brutally by reading that text from her love, Ethan. ‘Make sure to kill that bastard, Zaiden, tonight. Then we will run far away from here, Cyra…..” A tear slipped down from her eyes, reading Ethan’s text because now she didn't even know whom she was lying to….? To him or to her own self…? That she hated being the forced bride of this insane man, Zaiden Alvaro. Why did Zaiden Alvaro force Cyra to marry him, even after knowing she loved Ethan? Would Cyra be able to take her husband’s life to run away with her lover and most importantly, how far would Zaiden Alvaro go to make sure Cyra remained as HIS FORCED BRIDE?

He wakes up at a dungeon to be sold at a slave auction, in the kingdom where demons rule. She is a demoness and princess, the type of individual he seems to hate the most. While humans are enslaved and killed cruelly day and night in this kingdom, an attempt of revolution is brewing in the background. Meanwhile, he finds out a secret about her that can end her entire existence.

In a haunting piece of paranormal fiction, after the ancient forces of light and darkness harness their powers into eight separate rings, humanity itself becomes its only hope. However, things go horribly wrong when jealousy, family, love and secrets cloud the sane judgement of the ring bearers. Will humanity be able to save itself, or will our fate be to fall into the hands... of Kayos?

I was a famed assassin. She knew my name. Everyone did. Feral. Death's very own hound. But she was the one that'd left our hut in the dead of night. And I wasn't one to forget something like that. I'd gone looking for her when she left things the way she did. She was nowhere to be found then. Yet here she is now. Standing in my tavern. With her cloak in a pile around her ankles and offering me her body in plain view of every rogue in here. Bold move. But she was nothing if not that. She thought I'd give in and said yes to this venture to rescue someone she loved because of some misplaced honor. Not in the least! I said yes because I intend to wreak vengeance on her, for what she did to me. Every chance I get, I'm going to make her miserable. And I'm going to take great pleasure in doing so. Welcome to my world Warrioress. Where the price of vengeance comes much higher than a bit o' coin.

A story about brotherhood and friendship, even wars, schemes, and tactics. All set in the late antiquity of Pars, in the fictional capital of Clapestris. On a rainy fateful day, two separate legends are born and brought together as siblings. Being known as a freeloader, all that Darina wanted to have is a secured place in the palace. As a prince, Thariem has a responsibility to secure his way to the throne. Surrounded by royal jealousies and war-like times, Darina and Thariem are competing against each other. In the midst of their competition, a tragic event agitate. Bound to perform their heroics, they are set together to resolve the tragedy while thriving to find themselves and win their desires. With all the prowess and sacrifices they can allot, they have to redeem their kingdom from its downfall, while there is still time.

A sixteen-year-old girl named Riley goes on an unexpected journey to discover herself and the secrets that lie within her family. Join and discover her journey with her.

When Amorivia fell head over heels in love with the story of The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up (Peter Pan), she became eager to meet him. Thinking Peter Pan would save her like how he saves Wendy, she jumps off from her window. Death should have engulfed her but instead she awoke somewhere familiar.

Alyssa Micah is one of the remaining heirs left to take over Zimicah Clan, which had been founded fifty years before she was even expected to enter the world. She is at the age of sixteen and she already carried this heavy responsibility. However, before she is even crowned the new Chief. The night on her coronation she was faced with a heavy storm which threatened to destroy Zimicah. Sinking some of the houses and trees falling destroying those which were still standing. Not knowing what to do Alyssa is drawn into a hollow opening with her friend, Adanna. That simple falling is only the beginning of their journey, as they dug deep into the secrets of Zimicah, discovering shocking truths......

For five years, I thought our marriage was solid. Then, my husband, Lionel Franco’s first love, Sandra Howard, posted a photo of a property deed on her social media. The caption read: [Thank you, Lionel, for transferring the house to me.] I stared in disbelief and left a single comment: [WTF?] Lionel called within minutes. “She’s a struggling single mother. Transferring the house to her makes it easier for her son to get into school. It doesn’t affect where we live,” he snapped. “How can you be so lacking in compassion?” In the background, I heard her muffled sobs. Half an hour later, she tagged me in another post.  This time, she flaunted her Mercedes worth over a million dollars, with the caption: [Paid in full. As the saying goes, ‘Where a man spends his money, that's where his heart is’.] I knew he bought it to soothe her temper. But this time, I had enough. I decided to divorce him.