Ovid Metamorphoses: Book 1 Novels & Stories

“Phasmatos incendia mutatio, persona metamorphosi ferre, in profundis mutare, King Micah in veritate aperire, in anima renovare, in aeternum transformare, in melius transformare, in salutem convertere, in felicitatem et pacem mutare.” My body began to shake, and my head turned to the dark sky, my howl getting lost in the loud thunder. I looked to my left, spotting Lovette, who screamed, the rain mixing with her tears streaming down her face. My head was turned to the ground as I began to gasp for air. Dark liquid oozed out of every hole on my head. I looked over to Lovette again, and this time she was running over to me. Stop, I tried to say, but only coughed as my body became weaker.

I was desperate to replace the anguish and fear imparted by Josh Fost with the animalistic, ravaging love from Dax. He was inside me again faster than I could blink, thrusting from behind until there was nothing beyond the building ecstasy. I felt it coming, but I felt something else as well. The fear I'd had a year ago, the utter helplessness as my body was violated again and again against that brick wall in the parking lot behind that bar-I was strong enough to embrace it. I had the courage. There was only one last piece of the puzzle. "Choke me." "What?" The dumbfounded look on his face spoke volumes.

Omegas mate with other omegas, or we choose someone who has no mate. But me? I drew the short straw. The Moon Goddess must hate me. First, I didn’t shift until I was nineteen. That was two years ago, and most shifted at sixteen. Second, I was born an omega in the cruelest pack in the realms. And third… The greatest misfortune of all. My mate. The cell door bursts open. I scramble backward, pressing myself against the wall as the familiar scent of pine and sandalwood cuts through the moldy dungeon air.

I throw myself off the cliff as I hear Rex and Tony yelling at me, terror in their voices. I am falling but I feel no fear of losing my life, instead I feel a change sweeping my body, everything feels stretched, but it’s as though a hidden piece of my soul has been unlocked. My birth mark burns white hot and it feels like liquid fire is running through my veins as suddenly my body is transformed.

Amelia's words kept echoing in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder what she was hiding. *** "Full Moon Rising" The full moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the palace gardens. I felt its powerful pull surging deep within me, my heart racing with anticipation. Sylvester's arms enveloped me, his warmth a comforting haven. "Your first transformation," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "I'm here for you, Vera." My body began to shift, the change both exhilarating and terrifying. Bones lengthened, muscles transformed, and my senses exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors and scents.

“My title is rightfully, great, great, great, great grandfather, but ‘twill suffice to simply say grandfather. Ye make far too much of the coupling of the flesh. ‘Tis nothing to be ashamed about. ‘Twas a necessary event. Ye have been so focused on altering the energy surrounding the vampire that ye neglected the witch. My son has had centuries to familiarize himself with the energy of the witch. He spent a good deal of time living in her cottage, sleeping in her bed, wrapping himself in her garments. He needs not the vampire’s energy to track her down. He can easily find her through the witch. ‘Twas necessary to alter the witch’s energy even more than that of the vampire.” “Ye said n

Petrified, I could only watch helplessly as my hands and feet distorted, fingernails elongating into razored claws while coarse silver fur sprouted from my skin. My spine arched sickeningly, realigning into a lupine structure and my face elongated into a deadly snout filled with dagger-like fangs. When the metamorphosis was completed, I found myself hurtling through the underbrush on all fours, paws churning up great swaths of loam as Ria fled headlong into the forest's secretive embrace. "Ria, stop! Please!" I pleaded desperately through our mindlink, my voice raw with anguish. "We can't just run away from this! I...I need to talk to Damien, to try to understand why he-"

But no matter how she cursed, Alaric did not dare to make even the slightest move. Only when Rowan stepped forward with a blade did she finally break. As blood spilled, Lydia's broken pleas and screams rang out. "No, I'm a transmigrator! I'm from the future! I can help all of you so much! I don't want to die..." His Majesty snorted and shook his head, before glancing at Alaric who stood stiffly in place. "So, this is what she used to bewitch you?"

“Not stone, Sophia, that is ‘Blue Metamorphosis’. Inside that stone shell Lucas is being reborn. Your mother thought she would stop me with the virus, but she did not know that I had turned that virus into the medicine of immortality. Today your sacrifice will make the Moreno lineage the ruler of the earth.” In pain I fell to my knees on the floor. Little Sophia held my hand and burst into tears. “Sister! Why is your body becoming so cold? It feels like you are also turning into stone!”

So I don't know how this book will be for some of you guys as it is extremely dark and might be frustrating for some. It has nonconsensual sexual intimacy, very traumatic past, extremely controlling and dominating both male leads, remember none of the male leads are hero, they both are Villains but in their own way. The female lead just have to choose the villian who she finds tolerable enough. The male lead is a psychopath, and a monster. Remember he's not a human, so don't expect him to have emotions or human like tendency to understand his wrongdoings. In animals, if they want something they need to have it no matter the way. There is no rules, no crime committed by the king. So this book