Regression With The King's Power Novel Novels & Stories

Kane's smoldering hatred for King, who annihilated his family and seized their company, ignites a ruthless quest for revenge. Their unexpected encounter reveals a web of secrets, fueling Kane's relentless pursuit of vengeance, no matter the cost, even if it means seducing King and exploiting his weaknesses.

Azalea does not believe she is a werewolf. She is a shunned, wolf-less adopted daughter of the Beta of Blue-Ivy Pack. But by the prophecy of the moon, an attack on their pack forces her wolf awake, her powers are coveted by Black-Lotus. In the chaos she finds out she is mated to the brutal egoistic and rightfully-so, powerful King of Alphas. Together they will save their people from the evil of Black Lotus. Henry king is the last royal Alpha alive, alpha of the Red-Fire Pack, the largest pack in the ten pack alliance he created after his parents were killed. He doesn't want a mate or believe in the prophecy of the moon either, but he must strive to keep his royal bloodline alive. Hence his journey to Blue-Ivy to find a mate. On the day of his welcoming party to Blue-Ivy for the mating moon, the pack is attacked by a common age long nemesis - Black-Lotus, leaving a handful of survivors. What happens when he finds his mate, but she's a handful, a feisty teenager who sets out to defy his every order?.

Before the couple died they swore that they would be born again to continue their love. King Aegaeus chose to live in the mortal world for the sake of the woman he loved.

(Sequel to Rite of Submission) Selene D'Arcadia had already had her world turned upside down over and over again when the Alpha came to collect the mate their parents had arranged for him when they were children. No one could have predicted that she'd turn out to be the long lost niece of the Lycan King. Now that he knows she's alive and where to find her, she has to do what ever it takes to escape her uncle's clutches, even if it means starting a war between their packs.

When an adventurous and a bit odd university student Marcus Collins was trapped inside a deadly game of life and death, like himself, he followed the flow~ Ordered to keep one's consciousness so the person and him stayed alive, Marcus thinks that every little thing is an adventure for him. Well, at least not for the person he's assigned to. Tyler Brock has everything you wanted; riches and fame, and even things you couldn't even imagine a human would have. But rising along all those advantages, were threats and attempts that can make him lose his life. Only a simple incident happened, yet these two different worlds collide, and the roles are now completely changed...

"he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.' "prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up. "You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore. "A silence so poignant settled into the room, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace without an army, rarely any income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " "I know a way to overcome these problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's.Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our problems." "But why would they give all that to us?"the prince asked. "Because you would marry his daughter." "goodness!" the ladies gasped. "I bet he would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks.But it was all short lived she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy her bridal attire swishing across the floor. Tears had already stained her cheeks when she reached the aisle.It was all red! The floor, the ceiling, the carpet and the lifeless body of her soon to be husband that lay there, bathed in blood."It's time for us to get married darling!" the prince clasped her hand.

One night, one impulsive signature, one life turned upside down. Nina Grant never expected to be trust into the world of Victor Hale, billionaire heir and ruthless tycoon. Overnight she becomes his wife, a target of rivals, socialites, and corporate enemies. But as danger closed in, she discovers strength she never knew she had and a man who challenges her in ways she never imagined. In a world of high stakes, cutthroat boardrooms, and public scrutiny, Nina must navigate enemies, family secrets, and unexpected passion. One wrong move could cost her everything or just lead to the love she never saw coming.

Parting his lips, Jordan placed the burning cigarette on his mouth and stood up from his seat before walking towards his shelves containing all his important documents related business, but soon there a light tug on his arm stopped his actions. It was her, he knew it cause no one other than her had the audacity to enter and exit his cabin without his permission. His wife, Hattiea. Or maybe the woman pretending to be his wife? Jordan's dark eyes landed on the culprit immediately with darkness but as soon as he found her behind him close to him... He got lost for a moment or so... The proximity rose slight tension between them. Raising her fingers up, Hattiea pulled the burning cigarette out from his mouth which was still resting on his lips. Her delicate fingers brushed his chin and lips softly. Following by the smoke, he released his minty breath in slight awe, her breath taking face was so close to his face. They both never came so close to one another actually. Even though it had been quite of time getting married with one another, they minded their boundaries well. As it was not any marriage of love for them but a marriage full of compromises. Hattiea's eyes soon travelled up from his lips back to his eyes, which were still staring at her ditching their shame. "It's dangerous for your health." Hattiea exclaimed hinting his smoking habit, while looking right into his eyes. Her hazel eyes were blank yet they held millions of emotions. "So are you!" Jordan's smoky breath caressed her face. The deepness of his voice solely made Hattiea's heart race million times faster. It was true... she was dangerous for him. Way too dangerous to handle.

Ruling his land with all his heart, he did no wrong but ended up falling his reign for a sin he never did. "Your Majesty, Do you have any last words for your people?" Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, do he really deserve to recieve such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved… your people whom you cherished… your knights and warriors whom you sharpened… such a great present to receive…” Not a curse to bless upon them who have wronged him, not a words begging for his life, on his last breathe, the king accepted his fate. 'I have gave them what I can give. What kind of a ruler am I if I would hurt those whom I serve?' With the hands of his own child, the prince of the kingdom, his life ended in a flash. The last thing he can hear was the shouting of people, celebrating as if it was something to look forward. As he saw such sight… his eyes lit no light of hope… Huff huff huff “Good thing you are finally awake, hurry up before the others empty the bins” “Where… am I?“

Lukas Moretti was the NHL’s "Golden Boy" until Jaxson Vane, the league's most feared enforcer, crushed his career and forced him into a humiliating "servitude contract." For years, Lukas served the man who destroyed his dynasty—until a brutal betrayal forced him to vanish. Eight years later, Lukas returns as a cold-blooded billionaire with one goal: to bankrupt Jaxson and break his soul. But as the ice thaws, a vault of secrets reveals that Jaxson wasn't Lukas’s executioner, but his secret shield against a much deadlier enemy. If your life was a lie, would you still burn the man who died a thousand times to save you?