Rage Virus Eyes

"Let go of my son! You bastard!" Megan cried in rage and despair. In a world where werewolves and groups are common, Megan goes on a tough journey for love and acceptance. She faces sadness, secrets, and mysteries, and has to fight to keep her family safe. Her mate rejects her, making her seem weak to her group. Ryan, who was also rejected as a mate, understands her. They find comfort in each other and hide away from their old groups, knowing how society views them. When Megan has Ryan's kids, new problems come up. Their children are very smart, which makes a rival group interested and dangerous. They face a big choice: hide or fight for their family's survival against these rivals. Will Megan and Ryan finally earn the love and acceptance that had constantly eluded them?

She gave him everything. Her love, her health, a piece of her own body to save his life. But on the day she discovers a miraculous pregnancy, her husband throws her away. Humiliated, heartbroken, and stripped of everything on a public street, Sienna has nothing left. Not even her unborn child. Then, Marcus Wilson. Her husband's richest and most powerful rival, offers her shelter, safety, and a chance to heal. But he also has a secret: he didn't find her by accident. Broken and burning with rage, Sienna faces a choice: fade away or rise from the ashes. With a powerful ally by her side, she learns that her greatest heartbreak was just the beginning. Her revenge, however, will be legendary. From ultimate betrayal comes an unstoppable comeback.

With great power comes great responsibility, this a famous saying that attached a sudden hold of power attainment or at least having it with you own effort without anyone's help . but society needs the stigmatization of righteousness and its every elements that are compose of it, to merge this righteous system with its values and costumes that are commonly agreed open by its society,in a way or another our protagonist was living a fringe life, but with the sudden possession of power, he refused to live a mediocre life under the disguise of a hero , he think if the word doesn't give a damn when he is down than let the word be damned, there no real relationship nor real peoples, every thing is based in benefits . so better the world yeald between my claws and become my own playground or get destroyed under my infinite rage”.

I fell in love with a man I should never have touched—my brother-in-law, Lucas Zahn. The first time he came to our home with my sister, Quincy, they looked like the perfect couple. He smiled at me, held out a peace talisman bracelet, and said it would keep me safe. I wore it like it was the most precious thing in the world. When the old injury in my ankle flared up, he would scoop me into his arms and rush me to the hospital without a second thought. When thugs tried to harass me, he made them scatter with a single look, then spoke to me in a voice so gentle it made my heart tremble. I told myself I understood—that everything he did was only because I was Quincy’s younger sister. Even so, I clung to those rare moments when I could be near him. Until the night Lucas was drugged by an enemy, his life teetering on the edge. If no one acted, he would die. So, I acted. On that reckless, desperate night, my sister walked in. The sight struck her like a lightning bolt, and she collapsed, her weak heart seizing on the spot. What came next was madness. In a frenzy of rage and panic, Lucas tied me to an operating table. His hands—those hands I once longed to hold—cut open my chest and tore my heart out for her. “When the avalanche hit, Quincy nearly died saving me. I swore I’d treat her well for the rest of my life. That means loving her family, too. I never thought you’d be so shameless. “This is what you owe her!” He never knew that I was the one who saved him in that avalanche. So, I died in agony, my love carved out of me—literally. When my eyes opened again, I found myself back on the night he was drunk.

My mom is a pathological liar who enjoys making herself seem like the victim. Unfortunately, I'm always the scapegoat. When I was little, there was one time when she went out to play poker with her friends. As a result, she forgot to go home and prepare dinner on time. After that, she slapped me in front of the entire family. "This brat ran off to god knows where earlier! I went out looking for her, which is why dinner got delayed!" Because of that lie, I had to kneel in the courtyard throughout the night. When I was studying, I had to take an extremely important exam. My teacher repeatedly reminded the parents to prepare all materials required for their children. But my mom didn't even prepare anything for me. After that, she even said in front of everyone, "I've already prepared the materials for her. She was the one who threw them away when she was on her way to school because she didn't want to take the exam at all!" Since then, all of my classmates ostracized me throughout my entire school life. After I came of age, my mom kept crying to me in the middle of the night. "Your father has been abusing me for so many years. I had to endure everything for your sake, you know!" I advised her to get a divorce, only for her to tell an exaggerated version of what I said to my father. "Your daughter egged me on to divorce you! She said she doesn't need a useless father like you! I couldn't stand it anymore, so I'm telling you this!" He flew into a fit of rage on the spot, which led to him accidentally pushing me down the stairs. I died on the spot from the fall. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day my mom cries to me about my dad for the first time.

Leila, a young Austrian aristocrat and student in Classics, is drawn into a world of conspiracy and danger when her aunt is involved in a suspicious car accident. Leila travels to her aunt’s chalet to take care of her husky, but soon discovers a body in the drawing room. Terrified, she runs out and bumps into Dick, a nosy English banker who becomes entangled in the mystery. When they return to the drawing room, the body has disappeared. Leila takes the husky for a walk and discovers that the body has been moved to a house recently purchased by another branch of her family. She finds a notebook with encrypted entries in the drawing room and uses her linguistic skills to decode them. She discovers the initials, address, and phone number of someone involved in the plot. Leila calls the number and is warned against getting involved. Undeterred, she discovers a bizarre research center where a conference on German mystical past is taking place.She suspects that there is a bizarre cult operating underground. Leila learns about their plan to topple every democracy in Europe. The cult is after an artifact that may be hidden in her aunt’s chalet. However, this is only the tip of the iceberg. Leila discovers that the aristocratic cult members are pawns in a larger game. They are unknowingly being manipulated to cause disruption in the European banking system using an AI virus.The chaos will cause turmoil in the Euro zone. As Leila and her aunt race against time to stop the virus from being unleashed, they uncover an even more shocking truth: Leila’s own family members are part of the conspiracy. With betrayal and danger at every turn, Leila must use all of her wit to outsmart the cult.

Meet Mike cheerful, ambitious, and ready to romanticize his new job in a new city. New beginnings, right? Wrong. Instead, he walks straight into a toxic workplace, fake smiles, manipulative plastics, a power-tripping boss, and the one person he never expected to see again  Catherine, his first love. But was it ever love… or just control? As Mike slowly realizes the relationship is draining him of everything — peace, confidence, self-worth — he meets Mary, someone who actually sees him. Someone who listens. Someone who heals. But letting go isn’t easy. And Catherine? She’s not the kind to lose quietly. 💔 Love or obsession? 🔥 Healing or heartbreak? 🩸 Escape or emotional destruction? This story dives deep into toxic relationships, betrayal, manipulation, rage, and survival  with twists that hit when you least expect them. One question remains — Will Mike finally choose himself?

From Alpha’s daughter to slave. Even the mighty must fall, but Ivy isn’t the type to cower. No, she is the type you never see coming. With Enzo at her side and her tenacious heart, Ivy is thrust into a world that wasn’t meant for her. Enzo worries it’s all too much for Ivy, but there is a storm brewing in Ivy’s heart. One that is fueled by rage and vengeance as they grow closer to their prey.  Ivy will stop at nothing to finish her mission, including seducing the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack. Much to Enzo’s dismay, Ivy enslaves herself to the pack and catches the attention of the Alpha, but he isn’t what he seems and suddenly Ivy is battling on more than one front. One for her heart and one for her vengeance-seeking soul. But what happens when the lines begin to blur and even Enzo can’t pull her out?

I died on the day I was supposed to marry Ryan Wolfe. When I didn’t show up on time, he angrily married his childhood sweetheart, Lorelei Floyd, instead, and publicly announced, “Alexis Harding cheated before our wedding and called it off herself!” The rumors crushed my mother, and she died from a heart attack right then and there. But Ryan seemed to have forgotten that he, in a fit of rage to defend Lorelei, slashed my arm and locked me in a basement for ten whole days. I begged him and pleaded for mercy, but all I got was his cold reply. “You’ll stay here for a while, so you can fully understand the pain you caused Lorelei. And maybe, just maybe, it’ll rid you of your wicked thoughts.” When he found my corpse, ravaged by maggots, he lost his mind.

Chiara had it all—until betrayal shattered her world. When her husband’s cruelty led to the loss of their unborn child, her best friend stabbed her in the back, and her family turned their backs, she thought it couldn't get any worse. Then her company was stolen, and she was left for dead. But she survived. Now, with nothing but her rage to guide her, she returns—fiercer, colder, and ready to make them all pay. Revenge is her only goal... until she meets him. A powerful billionaire with demons of his own, he offers her the support she never knew she needed. He sees through her armor, into the woman fighting to rise again. She didn’t ask for love. But what if love is the key to unlocking the most ruthless version of herself? Revenge is mine is a gripping tale of heartbreak, vengeance, and the unexpected healing power of love.