Ragnar Head Tattoo

You're awake." I froze in fear, turning my head to find the source of the voice. However, all around me, pitch-blackness pressed against me like a suffocating blanket. The man chuckled, the sound instilling even more fear in my heart. Then I heard a snap of fingers, and a bright light came on. Instinctively, I flinched, my eyes watering as they came in contact with the light. I shrank away from it like a terrified animal from the glare of a hunter's torch. I heard footsteps approaching where I was tied to, and slowly, I lifted my head to stare into the eyes of my captive. And the sight of him forced a horrified gasp from my lips. "Alpha Jasper!" I whispered. ******************************** She was betrayed by the once she loved and trusted the most. Sold to a ruthless Alpha, she Accepts the harsh reality of life that no one was bound to be trusted. Facing too many rejections, she was able to overcome the circumstances that surrounded her. However she found love in the arms of the ruthless Alpha that was supposed to be her night mare.

She's an omega. But she is the only wolf brave enough to stand against the tyrannical Alpha who took up the position by murdering the previous one. She knows the truth about the son of the previous Alpha being alive and she goes all out to find him and help him take his rightful position as the head of the Red Moon pack. But it all comes with doubts, defeats and obstructions.

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.

Gosh! Those eyes! They were screaming cute! His masculine beauty was out of this world and he is the kind of man I’d love. The only problem I saw in him was the big tattoo on his arm that extended to his wrists. Being a typical church girl, I couldn’t end up with such a man unless I wanted to be disowned by my father. “I’d have a glass of martini, extra dirty and tacos.” He said in a dreamy gusty voice. “Coming right up” I said taking the menu list and flashed a timid smile at him. I felt my cheeks burning and if there was a mirror around here, I’d have checked how embarrassing I must be looking. My face must have definitely turned pink. I watched him as he ate gracefully without looking elsewhere, his eyes were fixed on his phone. His short brown hair was to die for, I instantly wished I could run my fingers through them. Too bad, I might not be the kind of woman he wants; it wouldn't hurt to have sinful fantasies. He suddenly looked towards me, maybe he must have noticed I had my eyes on him all along. Immediately he locked eyes with mine, I looked elsewhere pretending to looking for something that wasn’t missing. I could tell he gave a faint smile but kept sipping his drink slowly, as he was gazing at his phone. He gave a signal to come and get his bill and I walked gracefully to him. God! I wish he could just take me to bed. Oops! I’m a church girl and shouldn’t be thinking of things like that. “You should take a picture of me, it will last longer.” He said in a baritone voice.

The night I have my bonding ceremony with the Alpha, Walter Zimmer, he gets drunk even though he usually never touches any alcohol. Just as I'm at a loss for what to do, my best friend, Rose Larson, sends me a message detailing how to take care of a drunken werewolf. Despite feeling doubtful, I do as she suggests, and Walter truly does fall asleep peacefully. Just as I'm about to thank Rose, Walter suddenly hugs me from behind. His hot breath brushes against my neck as he murmurs a sentence that utterly breaks my heart. "Rose, you're the one I wanted to mark…" My world crumbles around me, but that's not all. His shirt slips down his shoulder when he moves, revealing the rose tattooed right over his heart. My mind goes blank, and all I can do is stare at the tattoo. I refuse to believe what I'm seeing. I've known Rose for 20 years, and she's my closest friend. As it turns out, Walter didn't get drunk because he was overjoyed about becoming my mate. He simply used the alcohol to drown his sorrows over not being able to take the she-wolf he wanted as his Luna. In that moment, our newly formed mate bond seems like nothing but a joke. Since that's the case, I decide to give up my position as the Luna and let them be together. However, after I leave, Walter loses control and shifts into his wolf. He then claws the rose tattoo to shreds. "Lily, I was mistaken. You're the Luna I truly love. Please, give me another chance to love you again…"

Nathan Curtis Silverman is an arrogant young billionaire with everything he could ever want, including a hot girlfriend. When he loses it all, he makes a deal with "the devil", which leads him down a dangerous path. He sometimes hears a loving gentle voice in his head urging him not to do things, but when will he learn to listen to it? And will it be too late?

Amelthia a citizen of ville has witnessed something dreadful and fearful, that turns into her trauma. She stays in the witnesses protection department without a proper identity and background, for her safety. Amelthia meets Felix;the head of security department young and handsome. Amelthia got attracted to Felix. What would be their story?? What did Amelthia witness?? What is Amelthia's real identity??

When you have status in a wolf pack then your life is set. You have privilege, you have pretty much everything you can ask for. I used to have that. Until my father, the head warrior, died protecting the Alpha and then all of a sudden we were nothing to the top pack leaders. That was 5 years ago now. I still wonder how my mother managed to live through the death of her mate. She’s the strongest woman I know. Especially after having our house taken off of us, our car, our entire life taken away. When I got to school, I was pretty soaked from the rain and I went inside and went straight to my locker. I could hear a bunch of kids coming down the hallway towards me, and I turned my head slightly to look at them. They were friends that I used to have, and friends that I always refused to have because they were spoiled assholes. One of the guys that was closest to me elbowed me and shoved me into the locker and the rest of his friends started laughing. “Dickhead.” I yelled. And they all stopped. But he slowly turned around to look at me. “What did you just say, trash?” He asked. “You heard me.” I said, turning to face him head on. “I outrank you bitch. You don’t walk away from me. Never forget that.” He yelled. “Fine.” I said, without changing my facial expression at all. So he relaxed a little and pulled back away from me to look at his friends. But then one of his friends yelled at him to look out and when he turned back around to look at me, I punched him straight in the nose.

"There is no second chance in love, I loved one person and he was taken from me. I can't risk that again." Thelma exclaimed in pain. "If you don't risk it how will you know?" He questioned his searching her eyes. "I am sorry but I can't, I just can't." She lowered her head holding back tears. "Is it because I am rich?" He asked. "No!" "Then tell me." He spoke softly, lifting her head up with his fingers. "I...I don't know okay." She ran a hand through her hair. "I think I am in love with you. God!" She covered her face with her hands. "But I love you." He confessed. "What?" Thelma exclaimed in shock not believing her ears. "I love you Thelma Valentine." He closed the gap between them and kissed her. Too shocked to do anything Thelma stood there. What just happened?. A top-class billionaire in love with her this is ridiculous.

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............