River Seine Pronunciation

Nur weil ich unachtsam war und vergessen hatte, die Gefährtin meines Gefährten zurückzubringen, ließ ich sie drei Stunden allein in der Wildnis. In rasender Wut warf er mich in einen ausgetrockneten Brunnenschacht am Rande des Niemandslands. „Du solltest selbst einmal das Leid kosten, das Belinda ertragen musste.“ Der Schacht war so tief und eng, dass ich mich nur zusammengerollt in meiner Wolfsform hineinzwängen konnte. Ich bekam kaum Luft. Ich flehte ihn an, gestand meinen Fehler und bat um Hilfe – doch alles, was ich erhielt, war seine eiskalte Verurteilung. „Bereue deine Schuld. Nur wenn du aus dieser Strafe lernst, wirst du begreifen, was es heißt, eine wahre Luna zu sein.“ Er befahl, einen schweren Felsblock über dem Brunnenschacht zu platzieren. Ich brüllte verzweifelt, klammerte mich immer wieder an der Wand empor – nur um erneut in die Tiefe zu stürzen. Die Wände waren zerkratzt von meinen verzweifelten Krallenhieben. Bis meine trockene Kehle keinen Laut mehr hervorbringen konnte. Erst zwei Wochen später, als er das Geburtstagsgeschenk sah, das ich für ihn bestellt hatte, wurde sein Herz einen Moment lang weich. Er beschloss, meine Strafe zu beenden. Doch er wusste nicht, dass mein Körper am Grund des Brunnens längst von Insekten und Schlangen bis zur Unkenntlichkeit zerfressen worden war.

In the shattered remains of a divided world, Rivermirror stands as a city of shadows—ruled by chaos, secrets, and ruthless ambition. Among its broken streets and hidden corners, two lives converge: Hound, a mercenary cursed by visions of fractured futures, and Argent, a deadly assassin whose silver-braided hair slices through enemies as easily as her carefully crafted lies. Bound by a soul brand, their uneasy alliance thrusts them into a heist that ignites a chain of betrayal, war, and unimaginable consequences. When a daring raid on River's military vault unearths a dark attribute symbiote and a mysterious core relay, the balance of power between two fractured nations is forever altered. As commanders plot revenge, and Rivermirror’s elites spin their webs of deceit, Hound and Argent must navigate a labyrinth of loyalty, survival, and ambition. But trust is a luxury in a city where betrayal is currency, and every choice pushes them closer to a future neither can fully control. With the line between villain and hero blurred, how far will they go to escape their fates? And what price are they willing to pay to survive in a world where hope is as fleeting as shadows? Dark, gripping, and unapologetically raw, Deep Down Your Black Heart is a dystopian fantasy that delves into the depths of ambition, morality, and the haunting weight of choices.

Harper William was a mysterious figure, adept at concealing his true intentions and emotions behind a veil of secrecy. In the depths of his mind, he harbored a trove of untold stories. A river of suppressed tears spilled into his heart with every smile he wore. Aching shadows whispered tales of his buried pains behind his laughter. While his soul yearned to be seen and understood, he perfected the technique of concealing his sorrow. His family has always regarded him as a tool that can assist them in their business. He was detached from all of the sorrow and emotion. He took illicit substances to obtain some peace of mind, and no one in his family knew about it except his mother. But since the day he met Daisy Parker, everything has changed. He considered her bothersome and tried everything to get her out of his life, but he never realized that Daisy was slowly establishing a place of her inside his heart. Daisy has always regarded Harper as a Demon who has never failed to punish her in various ways. If anyone asks her whom she despises the most, she will say Harper William without hesitation.

Twenty years ago, Thantos Abraxas, The Alpha of the Crescent Shadow werewolf pack went on a powerfueled rampage. Leaving every other pack with just one choice, bow down or die. He ripped through pack after pack, slaughtering it's members and forcing many others into hidding. Even worse, he destroyed every pack's wolfsbane plants, forcing them to lose control of their wolf selves during the full moon. Luckily the packs that hid were able to escape with some, but only enough for their own. Now, the Crimson River pack's wolfsbane is nearing complete depletion and the werewolves wont survive for long without it. The vicious killings of so many humans from nearby towns are beginning to draw hunters to the packs location. But luckily, there is still one hope left. Their Alpha, Grayson Sinclair, sends his nieces Malia and Iselyn to try and reason with Thantos in his old age for some of his wolfsbane. But will the girls be willing to compromise with the monster that put them in this situation to begin with? With the hunters closing in on their family, do they even have time to think about it? Will they even have a home to go back to? One thing's for sure. Grayson will never bow down to another. And neither will they.

Years ago I left the Questorian pack after my mate rejected me, and turned to another. Cast out of my pack because I almost ripped him apart, after almost killing his lover, I'm surprised they still remember I exist. Haden Horn is a mateless wolf shifter and our new Alpha. I know I'm not supposed to like him, and stay away, but the way he growls my name when he is angry, and flashes his fangs when I disagree with him, makes me want to taste him in ways I know is dangerous. I'm here to help solve the murders happening in the pack and leave the Pack this time for good and live my life in the human world. But what happens when my new Alpha might just be the killer? And the black wolf across the river might just be my true mate? Will I reject my new mate and choose Haden? Or will I take the road to hell and choose my mate? And what the hell is Haden hiding? Since I got back he is acting strange. Could he be the killer? or is there a much larger game at play?

I grasped in horror as l saw my hands turning into claws. Alot of hair also forming on every part of my body. I touched myself to feel that l nolonger have two legs but four. My hands had also formed into legs. Panick invaded me.l don't want to become anything else. I regretted not taking my mum's advice of not coming near the woods. May be if l had stayed home obediently this wouldn't have happened. I felt my new body move on its own until l reached at the river. The water sat there silently and in there l saw what l have become.A beast.l saw a lone tear coming from my glowing eyes. I got away from the river sat down the tree nearby. My body returned ito its human form. I cried and screamed loudly; No am not a beast. Am human: Am not a beast. This isn't me! I screamed. It's you Daciana. It's what you really are. A voice came from from behind the tree.

My mother was a traitor. To my pack, I am no better. I'm used to being overlooked. I've been unwanted from the time I was born, and my pack, River Crest, made it abundantly clear every chance they could that I was not welcome. No one and nowhere was safe. I've spent my entire life alone, with no family, no friends, and now, no mate. At 24 years old, unmated and unwanted, I've accepted that I must be one of the mateless. Wretched, forsaken wolves who are cursed to live out their lives alone. Or worse. The legends and histories claim that being a mateless wolf is worse than death. They suggest choosing a mate and forming a bond before madness sets in or the pack rejects me. But I've been rejected. I'm used to the feeling. I thrive in it. Because the more they push me away, the less pain and humiliation I have to face. If I can make it another year unmated, I could face banishment, and I'll finally be free. That's my goal. And I'll be damned if I let anyone get in my way. Even my mate.  

The night my husband, William Costello, was assassinated by his enemies was supposed to be a celebration—our wedding anniversary. I was dressed in his favorite red dress, waiting for him, when the phone rang. "Mr. Costello was shot at the harbor. The bullet went through the back of his head. He died on the spot." I collapsed to the floor. I clung to his belongings, mourning for a week straight. We even lost our unborn child during this time. Everyone said William and I were true love. Even the Don himself came to the funeral, resting a heavy hand on my shoulder with a sigh. He said, "All of Blackhaven knows you were the only woman he ever loved." Grief nearly destroyed me. I stood at the river's edge, ready to follow William into the afterlife. However, I overheard my sister-in-law, Emily Hawkins, leaning into my brother-in-law, Jones Costello, her voice dripping with a twisted affection. She purred, "William, I love you so much. Between Nina and me, who do you think is sexier?" "Of course it's you, babe!" came the husky reply. I stood frozen, my eyes wide and my body trembling. Why was Emily calling my brother-in-law by my husband's name?

Michael is the alpha of the Red River pack; his cruelty and contempt towards the woman he is meant to love and protect are vile. Will the woman survive? Can they rebuild the rest of their lives, or will his cruelty forever break their minds, bodies, and souls? Nicole was his chosen mate. She knew and experienced firsthand the depths of his depravity. Young, naive, and innocent, she fell victim to his manipulations, only to be discarded when he had no more use for her. To truly know someone, you have to know where they came from; my name is Layla, they are my parents, and this is our story. It never ceased to amaze me how the moon goddess allowed someone like my father to exist. How could she stand by and let one man ruin so many lives, and yet she constantly challenges the rest of us with so much loss and sorrow? I rose above every obstacle put in my path. I have loved, lost, and suffered at the hands of others, and yet I'm still here. I overcame my struggles tougher, stronger, and more determined to build a better life for my people, pack, and family. And I did; we finally made it. I stare at the people in the room. They came into my life when I needed them the most; they are my family, and I love them all.

Warning, mengandung konten dewasa! Dalam permainan penuh tipu daya, satu hasrat terlarang bisa mengubah segalanya. Dipaksa menikah dalam perjodohan dengan seorang pewaris kaya yang tidak ia cintai, Lena bertekad untuk melarikan diri. Rencananya? Menyamar sebagai wanita yang tidak menarik agar suaminya muak dan segera menceraikannya. Namun segalanya tak berjalan sesuai rencana. Neil River—paman dari suaminya yang misterius—adalah pria kejam dan berbahaya yang tahu jauh lebih banyak daripada yang seharusnya. Bukan hanya menyadari penyamaran Lena, ia juga mengetahui kehidupan gandanya sebagai pemilik misterius klub karaoke elite yang dibicarakan para pria secara diam-diam. Alih-alih membongkarnya, Neil justru tertarik. Ia menggoda Lena, hingga wanita itu terjebak dalam permainan berbahaya—di mana batas antara moral, nafsu, dan cinta mulai kabur. Bisakah Lena melepaskan diri dari pesona pria yang seharusnya tak pernah ia cintai—paman dari suaminya sendiri? “Jadi? Kau berhasil merayu suamimu hari ini?” “Tidak, Om. Aku sudah dandan cantik sejak subuh tadi, tapi… dia tetap saja jijik melihatku.” “Lalu bagaimana kalau… aku yang tergoda?” “Om… bercanda, kan?”