Saiyan Beyond God

Kora's world shatters when her mate—her Alpha—betrays her with her own best friend. Stripped of her title as Luna and marked for death, she barely escapes their murderous scheme. But fate intervenes in the form of a powerful, enigmatic Alpha who saves her life. Just as hope begins to flicker in the shadows of her pain, Kora uncovers a new twist in her destiny—she’s pregnant with his child. Determined to protect her baby and believed to be dead by those who wronged her, Kora vanishes into the night. But she won’t stay hidden forever. With fire in her heart and vengeance in her blood, she vows to return—not just to face her past, but to make them all pay.

I had a massive fight with my husband, Gary Mitchell, while I was six months pregnant. He kicked me out of the house. With nowhere to go and no money, I ducked into a convenience store just to get some warmth. I was staring at the steam rising from the hot food display when the cashier walked over. "Excuse me, Miss. We have one last bottle of amnesia water left. Would you be interested in it?" I froze, then let out a bitter laugh. "I don't have any money." She said, "You don't need to use money. You can exchange it for something from your body." Instinctively, I raised my hand and touched my swollen belly. "How about this?"

A young boy who has trash cultivation talent, got a book which change his life. will he able to reach the peak of cultivation world, lets find out.....

To the humans, she's the woman of God. A forbidden fruit that cannot be touched by anyone. To the werewolves, she's someone's Mate. A woman who was destined to be someone's lover alone. ~~~ Jenna Harrison left her mate and become a human because she wasn't okay with her mate being best friends with his ex-lover. She said it's complicated. However, what happens when she is thrown back into the world of werewolves? This time she's a human and a newly anointed nun. Who is it going to be, Mate or God?

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess.The lone wolf, Arles.The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal.A troublemaker.She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him.

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and bind him to their thrones as a beast of massacre until his last breath. Orphaned by a war in the past, Avian grew as a street urchin first, then apprentice to a high priest within the kingdom walls. With a mind forged from years of survival and an uncanny, rare ability, her small world had managed to remain in one piece through the years. But that is disrupted when a rogue kingdom begins to encroach with the sole desire of conquering all kingdoms beneath the Vellene empire. And at the center of that kingdom lies a Lycanthrope feared by all.

It took one lie for Adelina Delgado to convince the world that she remembers nothing about him; Jonathan McCurby, the fiancé she had before she slipped into a coma that left her in a minimal state of consciousness for three years. Love turned into anger, frustration and eventually, hate. It was what she told herself to feel whenever she saw him. But, unlucky her. Her mouth could deny all it wanted, but her body would always give her away. Her resolve cracked. Heat surged through her body. The tension was immense. Her imaginations ran wild. The familiar scent left her insensible. She was slowly melting away, sandwiched between the wall and his hard frame, and he hadn’t even touched her. Yet.

Razka adalah anak yang memiliki kehidupan sempurna, termasuk keluarga yang begitu menyayanginya. Namun, suatu kejadian mengubah semua itu. Ayahnya yang merupakan seorang petinju profesional, meninggal dalam sebuah pertandingan besar. Sang ibu yang tidak terima dengan kematian sang suami yang tidak wajar, harus ikut meregang nyawa oleh kaki tangan Varos. Razka yang menyaksikan kematian sang ibu, hanya bisa bersembunyi dalam ketakutan. Sejak saat itu, sebuah nama yang ia dengar, telah terpatri sempurna di dasar hatinya yang telah menghitam karena dendam. Bertahun-tahun tahun lamanya, sang paman berusaha untuk menemukan Razka yang hilang di hari kematian orang tuanya. Hingga tidak ada lagi waktu tersisa bagi tubuh renta itu. Rajutan waktu dan harmoni lingkungan membuat kehidupan Razka mulai membaik. Namun, tujuan hidupnya tetaplah sama. Membalaskan dendam untuk kematian kedua orang tuanya. Nyawa dibayar nyawa! Cover by Pixabay. Edited by PixelLab.

The moon is reachable it's something beyond the moon that may not be reachable... "You will never be more than just a mere, powerless, scared, pathetic, weak human" Lyra's venomous words still sear my mind, but they're a catalyst for the truth I've uncovered. I'm not bound by the fragile threads of mortality, I'm something more. Something ancient. Something different. I'm woven from the very fabric of the wild. The whispered secrets of the forest, the primal pulse that courses through my veins – these are the truths that define me and with this knowledge, I stand at the precipice of a transformation that could shatter the boundaries between worlds. Will I find the strength to reach beyond the moon and claim my true power, or will it consume me?

Of all the sketches I have done, there's this thin line that has always been guarding my heart at the edge of my steps. Like love, drawn in the middle of a space, I have been looking for someone to continue the strokes only to realize that love doesn't always lie in the middle. It isn't just on the surface nor in the center. Love is beyond that. It's Beyond The Lines. All I have to do is to let him reach me there.