Novel & Cerita Peter Tork Grave

After the death of her mother, one year ago, Cordovia is finally ready to meet her father. Bouncing from foster home to foster home was getting restless, and she needed a stable environment. Finally meeting her father, she learns that she is not what she had been told she is. The word human, never once came up. She was a different type of species. Some would call her a heretic, though others would refer to her as a hybrid. Being half witch and half werewolf, she moved in with her father to learn. More about her mark. And more about who she actually was. When she moves to a new school, that's when she meets eighteen year old, Nikolias Bentwoode. The senior class president of The Donatus Academy, who shows her to the same class he was currently headed to. And instantly, she has this feeling in her heart, she cannot explain. But only before she could learn, her father's illness took a turn for the worst. Leading him to the grave, Cordovia was once again left alone. But this time, she had a place to live after her father died. Coming to give their condolences at the funeral, she once again runs into Nikolias; who was with his father. As guests had began to leave the cemetery grounds, she meets Maxton Blake, a former worker for her father. He demands money from her, for the work he did for her father. Said to be nineteen, this boy was a drop-out from The Donatus Academy, and the local bad boy all the girls drooled over. And then too, she could feel a twinge in her heart for him. Which Maxton was able to take notice to, without her knowledge. And how betrayal and love can be twisted and romantic, all in the same sense.

"Nothing you do will make me regret my decision. I do not love you. I do not want you." Anna chuckled acrimoniously at his words. She was no longer afraid of him now, she no longer cared about anything except leaving this hellhole she was in, so she continued to taunt him fearlessly. "I will never choose you, and do you know why? Because you are a rude, arrogant person who feels entitled to having someone by his side just because of some stupid mating bond!" Kodiak's hands struck out without warning and gripped her neck, choking her tightly while she flayed helplessly struggling against his grip. His face was taut with anger looking down at her with his furious red eyes boring into her soul. He replied to her with gritted words. "You are going to regret saying those words to me. You act like I am obsessed with you, but the truth is that I wouldn't be caught dead with a spoilt, selfish girl like you. This bond goes two ways, princess so that means that very soon, I am not going to be the only one suffering." -----------------------------------------------------Anne Knightley, a submissive female wolf, faces the biggest challenge of her life when she makes a grave mistake - rejecting her true mate and choosing the wrong one instead. Her actions result in the wrath of Kodiak Cardinal, the Alpha of the DarkEdge pack, one of the most powerful alphas in the region who has vowed to make her pay for her choice. Now, Anne realizes her mistake and has fallen in love with Kodiak. Will she be able to heal his wounds and make amends for her past actions, or will she be forced to endure the torment he has planned for her for the rest of their lives?

WARNING MATURE CONTENT!!! A devastated lady went to a bar to drink away her pains after she caught her fiance and her bestie on the bed. At that moment of her being drunk, she mistakenly took a tycoon CEO as a host to attend to her needs. Under the desperation to get away from her pains on what her fiance did to her. She had a hot night with the strange man under the influence of the she took. Just one night that change her life forever. What happens, when the stranger she thought to be a host want more than just a night with her. "I want him!"She squealed, pointing a well manicured finger to the god of a man. There were gasps in the room as everyone gawked at the woman who dared to point a finger at the stranger. She obviously didn't know who he was, other wise, she wouldn't have dared to alter the words that came out of her mouth. "I said, I want him!" She repeated even louder than before. "Madam, I think you should sit down and continue your drink. You're digging your own grave!" The waiter whispered. "Oh shut the up! I want him and I will get him!" She screamed again, ignoring the waiter's warning. Her loud voice finally got the attention of the mysterious man. He looked around him and noticed that the beautiful drunk woman was indeed pointing at him. "I said I want him! He is the host!" She was saying. A wicked smirk curled up the mysterious man's lips as he observed Aria. She would make a good meal for the night. "Go bring get me that woman." He whispered to one of his men.

For the past three months, I've slept only three hours every day just so my team and I can create an app. Thanks to our hard work, the app goes absolutely viral to the point we've garnered over 100 million registered users on the first week of its launch. At the afterparty, my wife, Stacie Woodward, announces that her godbrother, Tory Frost, who's the PR manager, will be the one receiving the million-dollar bonus. She then tosses me a few 50% discount coupons that can be used in shopping malls as my bonus. "You're just a code monkey—why do you need that much money anyway? You can have these discount coupons. Use them on anything you want. At least buy some nice clothes for yourself. Don't go around wearing these rags. You'll just end up humiliating me more." I plead to her in a low tone, "Have you gone crazy, Stacie? My dad needs the money for the best medication in order to save his life! Can you please stop joking around?" But Stacie clings to Toby's arm, looking high and mighty. "Your dad's dying, isn't he? He might as well stop wasting the public resources! I can always choose him a better grave and hold a nice funeral for him when his time comes!" As I look at Stacie's smug face, I just smile at her instead of getting mad at her. She must have forgotten that the app's core algorithm and the user growth model are built using my private, undisclosed technology stack. That means the copyright is mine and has nothing to do with the company. I just smile while nodding at Stacie. That night, I activate the technology stack's self-destruct and migration protocols.

“Tell me you don’t feel this,” he said softly, his mouth brushing the curve of her ear. Heidi’s breath caught, but her voice stayed steady. “I feel it.” “Then why do you keep fighting me?” “Because I won’t kneel just because my body reacts to you.” His fingers slid from her wrist to her waist, slow and deliberate. “It’s not just your body.” Her pulse jumped when his thumb traced the bare skin where her bracelet used to rest. “Careful, Alpha.” His gaze darkened. “You’re the one who should be careful, Luna.” On her nineteenth birthday, Heidi Artemis stands before her pack prepared for rejection, not desire. Unable to shift and treated like a servant her entire life, she watches her fated mate claim another woman without shedding a single tear. She refuses to beg. Then Kurt Fenris returns from the grave and rips the pack’s future apart. Ruthless and commanding, Kurt takes the Alpha title by force and reduces his enemies to nothing. Heidi is the only one who dares to challenge him, and the tension between them is immediate and electric. When her jade bracelet shatters beneath his grip, their mate bond ignites, fierce and undeniable. He claims her as Luna before the entire pack. Inside the Alpha estate, their connection deepens with every heated argument and every lingering touch. As Heidi cares for his wounded son and confronts those who abused her, ancient magic awakens in her blood. Powerful enemies close in, hunting the divine force stirring inside her. War spreads across territories, vampires rise from the shadows, and a monster plots to claim her heart. They once called her weak. Now the world will learn what happens when a celestial Luna rises.

Sienna Calder swore she’d never touch her father’s world—Dorian Ashford, shipping mogul and billionaire king, left her mom to rot while he built his empire. She’s there to curse his grave when he dies, not to claim a dime. But his will traps her, naming her co-heir to his $50 billion legacy alongside Roman Valtieri, the brooding, hard-edged protégé who’s clawed his way into Dorian’s shadow—and now into hers. They’re to run the empire together or lose it all, and Sienna hates him for it: too slick, too close, every look a spark she doesn’t want. Then a letter from Dorian’s cold hand ignites the fire—he was murdered, and Roman’s name’s scratched beside the truth. A silver key and a vial of blood—hers, his—drag her deeper, promising answers locked in Ashford estate.But the walls crash in fast: Ezra Locke, a scarred snake with a grin like a blade, wants that key, and he’ll drown the place to get it. Roman’s her lifeline—gun drawn, hands steady, pulling her from the flood—and she loathes how his touch burns, how his voice steadies her when the water’s at her throat. Caught between rage and a pull she can’t name, Sienna fights the heat growing with every near miss—Roman’s too damn solid, too damn close, and she’s torn between shoving him away and pulling him in. The empire’s crumbling, the cliff’s falling, and Ezra’s not the only shadow circling—something darker watches, waiting. Love’s a gamble when blood’s the stake, and Sienna’s playing with a deck her father rigged. Can she trust Roman’s hands to hold her up, or will the crown they’re fighting for crush them both in its ashes?

Lena Moretti was raised to be obedient. Her family's decades-old blood debt to the Crane dynasty means she's always been a transaction waiting to happen. On the eve of her arranged wedding to Julian Crane, the golden heir of the most powerful family in the country, he reveals his true nature in a brutal act of violence that shatters every illusion she had about her future. She tries to flee. Instead she collides with Ezra Crane, Julian's younger brother, the disowned black sheep who built a shadow empire from nothing and has returned with one purpose: to annihilate his family from the inside. Ezra offers her a devil's bargain. Marry him instead. He'll shield her from Julian. He'll hand her the tools to destroy the people who sold her like property. In return, she plays his devoted wife while he wages a secret war against the Crane dynasty. What starts as a cold alliance of mutual destruction becomes something neither of them can control. His obsession with her isn't strategic. It's visceral, possessive, all-consuming. And her feelings for the man the world calls a monster aren't part of any deal she agreed to. But they're both hiding things. Lena carries information that could accelerate Ezra's revenge. Ezra knew about the blood debt before he ever touched her and married her partly to weaponize it. When these secrets detonate, the fallout is catastrophic. Lena disappears, pregnant with his child, and uncovers a twenty-year-old secret her mother took to the grave, a truth that reframes the entire war between the Moretti and Crane families. She returns not as anyone's wife, weapon, or pawn. She returns as the woman who holds the only truth that matters. And every powerful person in both dynasties will kneel before she's done.

In my previous life, I fell in love with Dante Ravenna, the Don of the Ravenna family who also happened to be my uncle without any blood relations. As soon as I found out that Dante was drugged with aphrodisiacs, I didn't hesitate to become his antidote. One month later, I found out that I was pregnant with his baby. Because of that, the old Don pressured Dante into marrying me. On the day of our marriage, Dante's first love, Serafina Calvetti, had flown overseas out of heartbreak, only to get kidnapped by one of the Ravennas' rival families. They ended up killing her in cold blood. Before Serafina died, she had called Dante 199 times for help. But Dante never picked up any of them because of how busy he was with the wedding preparations. When the damage was done, Dante just stared at the 199 missed calls without saying anything. In fact, my life after marriage was even better and happier than before. I thought Dante had already let go of Serafina's death. What I didn't expect was that he'd lock me up in the basement on the day I was supposed to give birth. I ended up suffering from heavy bleeding. With one foot in the grave, I begged Dante to take me to the hospital. Yet, he just stood by and watched as my unborn baby and I died in front of him. Before I breathed my last, I heard his cold and ruthless voice. "I would've married Serafina a long time ago if it wasn't for you using every trick in the book just to sleep with me and get pregnant with my baby!" When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Dante gets drugged. In this life, I refuse to serve as Dante's antidote. Instead, I call Serafina on the phone.

EZREN: Kiss or kill. Those were always the two options left.. until the past walks back into my life in the form of blue eyes, ginger curls, and a tattoo he swears I should remember. Knox Graye. A diagnosed psychopath. Says he was my brother’s boyfriend. That I left him to die and that I hold the only truth to his death. He is everywhere. Digging up my lies. Ruining what’s left of my life. Call me ‘Cherry’ like it means something. I swear I hate it. I hate him. I don’t know if he wants closure, revenge, or just someone to break. Either way, I’m his target and his third option. KNOX: Everyone thinks I’ve got a loose screw in the head but they're wrong. I lost the whole damn toolbox, buried six feet under with the only person I ever loved. I've spent six years grieving. Dying in pieces while he rots away in a grave but now? Now someone else walk around in his bones, smiling with his lips like he fuckin’ owns it. Like I wouldn’t recognize my own goddamn Cherry. Except now he calls himself Ezren. Cute. He thinks he has been hiding behind top grades and golden-boy charm, but I built his whole damn maze. And now that he's close? I’m done with subtlety. I want chaos in his veins, his secrets peeled off like skin. I want to crawl into the part of his head where he still hears his brother’s laugh and whisper: “You were always mine." He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to dismantle him. Brick by fucking brick. And when he finally breaks, I’ll be there to offer him a choice. “Kiss or kill, Cherry?”

Everyone thinks I've lost my mind when I marry Bryan Sable. That's because I'm the daughter of the richest family in town, while he's just the owner of a small company. Everyone says he's only marrying me for my money. They don't know that he's willing to risk his life just to be with me. He also spent years pursuing me. On the day of the wedding, apart from the wedding ring, I also give him 99 free passes, saying, "If you ever upset me, you can use one of the free passes to cancel it out. But once you've used up all 99 of them, this marriage ends." Bryan swears he will never even use a single one of the free passes. But not long after we get married, he gets involved with his secretary, Roxy Upton. From that moment onward, the free passes get used up in rapid succession. He uses one when he misses my birthday party because of her. He uses another when I find a hickey left on his neck by someone other than me. It gets to a point where even our butler can't help but remind Bryan, "Mr. Sable, I think Mrs. Sable is upset right now. Are you sure you want to leave now to go to Ms. Upton?" But Bryan doesn't think much of it. "If she's upset, let her be upset. What's the worst that can happen? I'll just use one of the free passes. I've only used about 50 of them. I've got plenty of chances left." He has no clue that he only has three free passes left. And by now, I no longer kick up a fuss. I'm simply waiting for the day he uses up the final chance. I'm going to watch him dig his own grave, losing me as well as everything I've given him.