Reincarnated As A Goblin

After years of being neglected by the countryside with no one but an old lady to cater to her needs, Bella can’t believe she’s back in this city once again. Her father, whom never had any real attachment or affection for her said nothing and just conceded to his wife’s request, sending the six-year-old Bella to an unknown place without no one to depend on. She was so sure that she held no place in the family. But what actually does her father and that two-faced sister of hers want from her? But hold and behold! Who was this astonishing man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on?! Why would he offer to be Bella's sharpest sword in this battle of revenge with the Richards? Was he able to see the beautiful omega through the lens of that CCTV camera?!

My younger brother, Andrew Midler, pushes me off a cliff, and my life hangs by a thread. Yet my mother, Edith Callahan, the leader of the rescue team, only busies herself with checking on Andrew, who has sprained his wrist. I beg in a faint, faltering voice for her to save me. She, however, looks at me with cold indifference. "Your brother is hurt! Why didn't you protect him? And now you're pretending to be weak? Well, you can stay here by yourself and reflect on what you've done!" She turns and orders the entire rescue team to leave, forbidding anyone from helping me. In the end, I die alone in the desolate wilderness. Upon learning of my death, Mom hysterically holds my already decaying body close, calling me her precious son repeatedly.

I'm just a wolf-less omega bitch and a fuck-up Cromwell that's descended from a dirty rogue. No wonder my pack and my own mother... think I'm the one that killed my father. But, I didn't... kill my father. I wound never kill him. He was my only friend in this pack. The only one I could relate to. I had no friends... I only had my dad. And, since I only had him... when he was gone I had no one. So, I spend my lonely hours dedicating my life to studies. I graduated early from High School with an outstanding GPA. But, even that never impressed my mother enough. So, When it came down to it... My mother didn't hesitate to accuse me of my father's death. Her hatred for me was unspoken until that moment. The moment she caught me pulling a knife out of my father's chest. It was buried in deep. And, when I got it out... I heard her horrid scream. One that was dramatic. I was forced to break eye contact from my father's corpse to see her standing on the kitchen's edge. Her hands on her cheeks. A gray and sickly color caked on her face. She could have fainted any second. "What have you done?"

I tried to die a hundred times to make him notice me. For two years, I was Shawn Scott’s wife in name only—an unwanted bride bound by a scandal, left to live in the shadow of another woman. My parents only saw my faults. My husband only saw my mistakes. As for me? I saw no way out. Every time I tried to end it, I’d wake up again, bruised and humiliated. I was greeted not with concern, but accusations such as "Why are you so selfish, Zoe Jennings?" or "Why can’t you be more like your sister Yvonne?" It wasn’t until my hundredth suicide attempt that I finally understood: I was the only one fighting for a love that never existed. So, I stopped. I walked away. I disappeared. I gave them what they wanted—my absence. However, when I left, the man who never looked at me twice started chasing the ghost of the woman he thought he knew. By the time he realized what he truly lost, I was already learning how to live again.

Temperance coming from a rich to poor family after her mom died. She is abused in every way possible. It’s hard for her to trust people but when Alec comes into her life she can’t help her undying attraction towards him. Alec is a heart throb that has every girl eyeing him. His dangerous aura makes it seem like his heart is untouchable. As soon as he meets Temperance he realizes that he can’t seem to want to live without her. His only goal now? To save her. Her only goal? To get out in any way possible, even if it means death.

Finnegan Churchill grabs me by the hair and drags me to a staircase with 99 steps. He orders me to crawl my way up as an apology to his true love, Colette Brooke. At the same time, I'm supposed to pray for her. He has no idea I'm the one who cared for him during the three years he was blind.

Born in a werewolf pack comes with laws and you must obey. The strong dominate the weak and guide them, the same can be said for one's mate. We fell in love but we're bound by laws to love different people in the end. She had the strength I did not to defy our laws and destiny, it was in her I found my strength. My generation saw the birth of two True alphas as we had come to call them. They had no name given by our pack since it was the name of the one who ascended that it would be called. However, it took her death to find freedom from the laws. When I first embraced the power I wanted to destroy the laws which lead to the destruction of our pack. But that didn't fill the hollow feeling inside. Left to wander my goal shifted as easily as a change in the wind's direction. I was lost in most of my travels trying to solve a problem with no clear solution. But deep down I wanted to change our ways through force. That was until I came face to face with an enemy of our kind who was equal to the power I had. I claimed victory after a long battle but the cost was high, this power brought forth this calamity. So I decided to seal it away keeping it hidden from everyone. One day I will find my path and claim my place in this world, whatever it may be. Without her, I may never find a place to belong again however but it's clear our ways are wrong. If nothing else I want to save my people somehow from a similar fate as us.

Rosita and Clifford have been married for 3years now without kids. Rosita faced a lot of pressure and mockery from Clifford's mother. Just when all hope is lost, luck smiled on them. Rosita got pregnant and gave birth to a bouncing baby girl and named her Riley. They lived happily and were satisfied with their lives but just when they thought their happiness have been fulfilled, the unexpected happened. Their young girl was kidnapped. How will Rosita take this news? Will they be able to find their baby? Will Rosita's joy be complete? Read more to find out what happened in the novel.Stay tuned for the trills and turns.

Just when optimistic sales agent Dynee Andrada fell into a hellhole of a situation, she was forced to put herself into a secret deal she thought could help her overcome her hardships. Her peaceful life with her grandma and her two siblings turned into chaos when her grandmother’s house ended up in foreclosure. To retrieve the property, Dynee needs to find a logical solution as soon as possible. On the other hand, Oliver Acemzade, a cold, serious, and hard-working businessman who's wary of his decisions and trust turned out to be the only key to her dilemma. Growing up in a well-mannered family, getting into trouble is not part of his vocabulary. Two different worlds collide by a certain deal. Will she be able to handle the distrustful CEO? How will she do the deal successfully without finding herself slowly falling into her own trap?

Jess and her boyfriend spends the evening in a library arguing with a stranger if vampires and werewolves were real. Apparently, Jess believes they are real while her boyfriend and the other guy believes they aren't. The night is far spent so Jess and her boyfriend decides to retire to their home. They had walked quite a distance when Jess remembered that they didn't have the boy's contact. Determined to prove him wrong in future by a research she planned on carrying out about werewolves later on, Jess goes back to the library in search of him, despite her boyfriend's disapproval. Jess is shocked to find the boy who had argued all night with her that werewolves do not exist, transform into a werewolf. Apparently, it was the full moon and he came out at the wrong time. The wolf grabbed her before she could escape; At that moment, her life took a drastic turn, that she would have never imagined. A werewolf said: Werewolves are not real.