Reincarnated As A Dragons Egg

He smirked, knowing he was on the winning side. "So it's a done deal for three months?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his hand forth for a handshake. I looked at the long fingers and perfectly aligned nails and then at his patient face. Sighing to myself I my own hand into his and ignored the tingles that flowed through every nerve as his fingers curled around my hand and shook it lightly. "Yeah three months." "Goodnight then." He winked, removing his hand from mine and turned to walk away. "Hey wait!" I called out, suddenly remembering something. "You don't have my number." "What makes you think that? I have my ways Smith." And with one last wink I saw him take a turn and disappear from my sight. I let out a long breath, leaning on the nearby wall. Looks like I just made a deal with the Devil. * A sarcastic girl, a cocky guy. Throw in some mystery, murder, filthy jokes, wonderful friends, tons of kisses, secrets, surprises, eye-rolls and a killer on run. And you have got yourself a story never read before. ***So grab a cup of hot chocolate, some chips and a warm blanket and get ready to laugh, cry and bite your lip in anticipation. Enjoy!!

"Doesn't it bother you?" I blurted out right there and then, having been asking myself that question since the night we slept together. I was curious, but I'd been obviously avoiding him. "What? That you're the heir to the Siren-" "That I'm trans," I said. I could care less about what he think of me being a Sirenio by blood. "T-That I'm a trans...man," "Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?" he asked me. I hadn't expected that response. Not when I'm having mixed feelings about all of this. "Does it?" he probed, closing what's left of the space between. His scent and warmth envelopes me as I'm caged between him and the sink. I shook my head. "Use your words, Miles," he said running his finger over my bottom lip. I shuddered at the sensation it brought to my body. "You were so good with those, that night," I sucked in a sharp breath. I looked away, and his touch disappeared immediately. "It was a mistake," I whispered, my heart racing. "What...happened was a-" "I don't do mistakes, Miles," Mr Stark said guiding my eyes back to his. "You should know that by now," I let out a shaky breath when his thumb found my bottom lip again. "Does it bother you that I want to fuck you right now?"

Tired of her marriage with her cheating husband, twenty-three years old Betty Von Rosey, relocates (as advised by her friend, Laura) to Gut’s Island, an island that is believed to be magical enough to relieve the pains of the broken hearted, by sparing them chances of falling in love the second time. On the Island, she falls in love with a billionaire in the disguise of a chauffeur, birthing a new wave of romance between the two. But things begin to chatter when her red room ex-husband, Braun, visits the Island, and she discovers the true image of her recent lover, Stan.

On the highway, when the vehicles of drivers on the same stretch of road went out of control and rushed towards us, Wynn Lloyd protected me by holding me close beneath him. As a result, he ended up in the emergency room, battered.In the hospital ward, a friend praised, "Your husband is really good to you. When the car came crashing, he protected you with his life, not caring about his own."I remained silent.Indeed, he was good, but it didn't stop him from liking someone else.Wynn and I had known each other since childhood, for over a decade, and everyone said he loved me to death.But who would have thought that such a person had a mistress on the side?He pampered her in every possible way, indulging her to the extreme.

Charlotte never imagined that her supposed best day of life would become the worst nightmare when she was about to tell her husband, Sebestian Blackwood about her pregnancy. She caught him with his rumored mistress and best friend in an intimate position. Her wounded heart and hopes shattered into million pieces but she didn’t expect him to throw divorce papers on her face when she thought they could be together again. He accused her of cheating and demanded a divorce. Wasn’t he the one who was cheating behind her back? “Sign these papers and get the hell out of my life for heaven’s sake. I was a fool to fall in love with a woman like you, Charlotte.” He spoke with so much venom. Her heart squeezed seeing pure hatred in his eyes which used to be filled with immense love. “Is it a joke, right?” She asked him and hoped this nightmare would be over. “You made a joke of my reputation, Charlotte. Now save our time and free us from this web of deception you call a marriage.” He broke her hopes again with his harsh words and handed her the divorce papers.

Selene Carter, a human journalist on a mission to uncover a pack of undercover werewolves who secretly run the city gets killed in the process, under the full moon. She wakes up in the body of Raven Blackwell, the late mate of her murderer, Alpha Kieran Wolfe and is trapped in a dangerous world that she doesn't understand and must pretend to be Raven in order to survive and not be killed for a second time. 

~HEAVEN~ I shouldn't have been there that night. Call it coincidence or bad luck, whichever, it had cost me my life. I was just a mere omega slave, weak and disregarded by everyone around me until that fateful day, the day I finally got noticed, and it became my last. *** Heaven Raymond lived a quiet life as a palace maid, until the day she witnessed a murder scene which led to her own untimely death. She was given a second chance at life and a chance to get her revenge but on the condition that she does not fall in love with the Lycan king, who turned out to be her mate. Can Heaven resist the doting Lycan king's affection and complete her mission, or will her heart waver, leading her to a reality she had once escaped?

"Take off your clothes, Carissa. I want to see what I've bought." Nico commanded calmly. Carissa's eyes flashed with defiance. "I am not your pet! I'll die before I submit to you!" "Oh, but you are mine," he growled against her skin. "And I'll make sure you learn to obey me...on your knees, begging for my touch." CARISSA I never thought I'd be in this situation with Nico Demonio. The guy I liked when I was younger now stands in front of me, his eyes full of anger and a desire for revenge. My father sold me to this ruthless mafia boss, and now I'm trapped. Nico hates my family because he thinks we're responsible for his parents' death. He also believes my brother betrayed him and put him in prison. Now, I'm stuck in Nico's twisted world, feeling both hate and attraction for him. One minute I want to spit in his face, the next I find myself dizzy and aching for him. NICO That fool, Carissa's father, thinks he can erase his debts by auctioning off his own daughter. Little does he know I’m back for my perfect revenge. Now, Carissa is in my grasp, and I'll use every tool to break her. She will be my pet, forced to submit to my every desire. I'll push her to her limits, seeing how far I can bend her before she shatters. In the end, she will surrender to me completely...or learn the true cost of defying the Mafia Boss.

“Run, Lylah! Run before they decide death suits you better!” Cast out. Betrayed. Branded as the enemy. Once the cherished daughter of Beta Dalton, Lylah Crossbow’s life crumbled when her father was executed for treason he never committed. Branded an outcast and scorned by her own pack, Lylah endures cruelty and isolation under her aunt’s oppressive rule. Her only comfort? Ethan, a fellow omega equally cast aside. But destiny doesn’t care about social rank or shattered hearts. It rips Lylah from the shadows and throws her into the merciless spotlight when a disastrous mating ball reveals her as the fated mate of Alpha Harris. Rejected and exiled, Lylah finds herself wandering the wilds, fighting for survival. Yet salvation comes from the most unexpected place—a ruthless pack ruled by a man thought dead. Lylah must navigate betrayal, ambition, and a war threatening to engulf everything she once knew. As secrets unravel and alliances are tested, Lylah must find the strength to rise from the ashes of her past. Because this time, she’s not just fighting for herself. She’s fighting for revenge. And she’s not fighting alone.

I was never a novel person. Honestly? I couldn’t care less about them. That is, until “Three Hearts, One Love”... the reverse harem novel that took over the world… shoved itself into my life. Everywhere I turned: malls, newsfeeds, radios, TVs… Even the old lady at the bus stop was raving about it. Out of pure annoyance… and a little curiosity… I bought a copy, planning to skim it just enough to say it was overrated. Big mistake. Huge. One minute I was rolling my eyes at the melodrama, the next I woke up inside the story — not as the beloved heroine, of course. No, fate made me Luna Graves: the pathetic and miserable, jealous best friend doomed to crash and burn spectacularly by the end of the novel. With no way out, I figured I'd play my part, die dramatically, and call it a day. But then something weird happened. Scenes shifted. Strangers walked onto the page. And the swoon-worthy male leads? They stopped chasing the heroine... and started chasing me. Me. The villain. This wasn’t in the script... and I was definitely not ready.