Runic Tablet Simply Swords Novels & Stories

All it took was a single exchange between my sister and Giselle’s lover, and my daughter accused her of stealing a gold bracelet. As a result, my sister was left to die in a warehouse for three whole days. With my sister’s life hanging by a thread, I got on my knees and pleaded before my wife and daughter. “Please, let Lucy go. She won’t speak to Theo again.” Faced with my pleas, my daughter simply let out a cruel smile. “I can release her, but only if she returns the bracelet.” Lucy never took the bracelet in the first place. There was no way she could return something that was never in her possession. Agony ripped through me as I crawled toward Giselle. “Please, Giselle. I’m begging you. Please let her go. She’s going to die at this rate!” Giselle took one cold, hard look at me before uttering, “So she’s been hung to dry for three days. She won’t die. If you really want her release, you should hand over your mother’s keepsake to Theo.”

During the five years I was in a vegetative state, all ten family soldiers assigned to guard me were murdered. One of them merely smoked a cigarette outside my hospital room. The next day, he was found upside down, drowned in a toilet. Another simply adjusted my pillow. The next day, he took a dive from a skyscraper rooftop. The Corleone family was in chaos, but they couldn't find a single trace of the killer. With no other choice, the ten executions, all textbook Mafia hits, became cold cases. Strangely, the very second the tenth guard's heart stopped, I opened my eyes. The first thing I did upon waking was call the FBI and turn myself in. The agents were stunned. "Miss Corleone, are you saying that while in a coma for five years, you planned and executed the murders of ten fully armed Mafia soldiers?" My fingers tapped lightly on the table, a faint smile playing on my lips. "That's right." "Being in a vegetative state only means I couldn't move." "Who ever told you that killing, something so crude, required me to get my hands dirty?"

“What is the difference between staying single and being with me? You don’t even treat me like a person. I feel like I’m just a broken toy with no use. What use am I to you? Why won’t you let me go?” *** Hope Vitalis was never meant to get married to the Lycan King, Darius Moratis. However, fate had other plans for her. Having to take the place of her twin sister who disappeared on her wedding day, Hope finds herself in the Moratian Kingdom that is filled with monsters who despise her for simply existing. Alienated by the people she grew up hearing tales about, Hope has to put up with every obstacle that is thrown her way and grow stronger in order to protect herself. But how far can she push through to survive when faced with a cruel husband, a mad witch, and a voice in her head that keeps telling her to lose control and go mad? It’s only a matter of time before Hope realizes that maybe fate was right after all and that she was born to be the wife of the Lycan King and rule the Moratian Kingdom.

In the fifth month of my pregnancy, my husband brought back his first love, who was eight months pregnant and causing a stir about getting a divorce. I politely told him that pregnant women would influence each other, which wasn’t good for the child. Alex, however, smashed a water glass and said in disgust, "Sarah is depressed because of the divorce, and the only one she can rely on is me! Do you want her to die?" I felt nauseous and vomited, unable to sleep through the night, and my health worsened with each passing day. To make her happy, he filled the house with lilies. But he had forgotten that I was allergic to lilies and locked me in the room, saying, "Let’s see if you can get an allergic reaction if you can’t smell the lilies." I bled continuously, desperately calling him for help for both myself and the child, but he simply said that I was still early in the pregnancy and there wouldn’t be any problems. When the fetal movements stopped, I had completely given up. It was at that moment that he frantically pushed open the door.

Scarlet Paige became rogue when her mate, Micheal Rayfield who was the alpha of her pack rejects her because according to him she wasn't fit to be his Luna. To punish her, her declares Her a rogue after wrongfully accusing her of treason. Scarlet, hurt by her mate's childish attitude vows to prove her innocence. She meets and falls in love with Xavier De Vil- a brutal alpha who just recently lost his mate in a fire accident. Xavier, feared alpha could not resist the innocent beauty who came to him for help. He allows her into his pack. That is after he had tortured her, thinking she was a spy sent by a near by pack. At first he used her for personal satisfaction, practically turning her into a sex slave, and his P.A. He learnt of her betrayal and unjust mate; and decided to help her, but fell in love with her as he helped her. But what happened to her when her mate came crawling back ,asking for forgiveness? Could she be able to ignore their mate bond simply because she was head over heels in love with Xavier?

Peter, a 16-year-old boy, working with a The Blackstone, a big Mafia in LA, in order to provide the money for his mother's treatments. Once, he got a mission to kill the boss of the most powerful and feared mafia in the whole country. Peter isn't a professional assassin; he is just a drug seller, a good stealer and a smart negotiator. He didn't kill anyone before so they are sending him to his death and he couldn't protest and simply refuse the mission because they are threatening him to kill his mother who later, he found out that she isn't his real mother but his kidnapper. So how will Peter survive through all this mess? Will the boss of The LA mafia kill him? And in case not what's going to happen? And why? Will this twist bring other surprises? If yes, How will Peter finds his way through them? Come guys have fun ❤️ I don't have a main character. It contains: violence, spanking, swearing, sex scenes So if you don't like this kind of things don't read it Love you all Stay safe

Zyline had liked Nick for a long time. There were six of them in their group of friends, including Nick. Everyone knew about her feelings for him-except, it seemed, Nick himself. She couldn't tell if he was just insensitive or if he simply didn't have any feelings for her. Brent was her closest best friend among all of them, and even though she was too shy to tell him about her feelings for Nick, he knew anyway. What if, one night, Brent kissed her and said they should give it a try? She couldn't deny the spark she felt when he kissed her. She agreed to what he wanted-they would try to be together but in secret. Now, she was utterly confused. When Brent thought that she still had feelings for Nick, he suddenly left and disappeared without a word. That's when Nick finally pursued her for real. But why, instead of being happy-finally noticed by Nick as a woman-did her heart keep longing for Brent? Brent, who hadn't reached out to her since the night when something almost happened between them.

For two years of marriage, Edith Conrad had done many things to catch James Shatner's attention, but he only responded with 'Stop being so dramatic' at best. Edith was convinced he was simply born a cold person, until she saw him sweet-talk his one true love, and came to understand that he can be sweet—just not to her. It also gave her the reality check that everything she did was for herself. Since then, she had turned into the perfect wife—mature, flawless, and dazzling. Then, when the time was right, she handed James their divorce papers and left without a care. When they met again, the once-fake heiress was now an actual billionaire, with countless successful men flocking around her. Seeing her having fun with them, James finally set aside his pride. "Mrs. Shatner, you're only allowed to be my drama queen." Dressed in dazzling vermillion, she looked coolly at him as she replied, "Sorry, Mr. Shatner. I'll be marrying someone else soon." He cornered her forcefully but was begging with a whisper into her ear, "You only get to marry me, Ed…"

I’m sorry, it was an accident. I swear it was an accident!” Silver stuttered out in fear. Rodriguez stared at the trembling girl before him, heart torn in two. He’d usually revel in a sight like this, but not today. Instead he simply swiped away her tears. The feeling of her silky skin underneath his rough palms, sent a jolt of electricity through his veins. *** Silver was a waitress at the Blue Phoenix Bar. One night she found a flash drive left behind by some customers. She kept it, in hopes that the men would come back for it. Unaware that she has inadvertently stumbled into a sprawling operation between the top echelons of the Russian Mafia. Rodriguez is known to be the most dangerous man in the world, The Russian Mafia Don. When he discovers that a vital flash drive is missing, he goes into a destructive rage and blames the waitress who took it. He soughts after her life but meeting her alone is enough to change his mind. He decides instead to kidnap her and take away her freedom, making her a slave in his empire. But as it turns out, his slave holds a strong attraction to both his heart and body.

In my previous life, I married the Underboss of the Marino family to forge an alliance between our mafia families. However, he treated me with nothing but cold indifference. In the end, he conspired with his mistress and left me to burn alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was 22 years old once more. I was back at that party where he had locked me out for her sake. This time, I did not cry. I simply turned and walked away. I tore up our marriage contract myself, built my own fashion empire, and met a man who actually respected and loved me. The irony of it all? The same man who once threw me away like garbage now chased after me like a mad dog, desperate to fix what he had broken. "Rosalie, just come back with me now and I'll pretend none of this ever happened!" His eyes were bloodshot as he begged. I looked at him and laughed. What happened could not be erased just because he wanted it to be. In this lifetime, I would bask in the sunlight and live just for myself.