Shani Indira Natio Usia

Sheeran, a 16-year-old boy, lived until he was killed for a stupid reason. ( stupid reason & more in the prologue:v ) But it seems that fate had stored different things for him as after death, His soul transmigrated to another world inside a dead body of a boy with the same name and same facial features as him. He also found out that a mysterious black whirlpool seemed to be inside him and connected to his soul. After the short unfortunate first life, he starts living his second life with more suffering that he chooses himself to get stronger but with that also comes happiness he had never experienced. A smooth sailing second life of Sheeran starts with something mystical inside his body and other benefits of it that could make him stronger with some suffering. However...he didn't know that due to his soul ( That was supposed to return to the source of the universe after death but instead, it transmigrated by someone for some purpose and that caused an adverse effect like increasing misfortune on his soul ) The benefits he receives ultimately becomes the source of his second doom that is even worse than death. But...that's when the future revoked overlord is born.

The Darkness is being manifested by an unknown enemy, and prophecies of a war start coming true. The Protectors of the throne have been preparing for war for over 1300 years, but everyone is still wondering if the prophesized royal will emerge in time to protect the Osvald Kingdom. Rolf, a Regent Prince, has been hiding the fact he is a member of the Protector Family so he can earn his rank in the Lycan Army without the privilege he was born into. His world is turned upside down when he meets his mate and must decide if she is worth the exposure. Thyra has one mission in life, to avenge the slaying of her pack that happened five years ago. She doesn't have time for the pull she feels toward another soldier in the Officer Leadership Academy. Will he understand that her oath has to come before the distraction he brings? Or will she have to submit to him just so she can keep looking into his amber eyes...

Helaine Fairgrieve wasn't sure what to do when her rent was raised suddenly, until her long time acquaintance, Evan DuRosier, offered her a solution that would benefit the both of them. Helaine travels to his apartment in the less than reputable art district of the city to indulge his less than conventional desires, only to learn that he's keeping a dark secret. She's has never been in handcuffs before, much less bound and suspended from a man's ceiling while he pours hot wax on her sensitive skin. She isn't sure what's more frightening, the knife gliding across her skin, or the fact that she loves every pulse-pounding second of it. BDSM is normally based on a foundation of trust; lacking that, Evan and Helaine's relationship begins as something of a transactional nature, until she discovers that his lust for blood is more than just a fetish. What will she do when she discovers the truth about his Vampirism?

“Take off your dress, Meadow.” “Why?” “Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.” ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister moaning on top her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO. Brutal. Possessive. And completely uninterested in love until a broken girl in a white croptop with the word, “BRIDE” written on it, slurs out her pain and dares him to ruin everything. But their marriage is built on rage, power and secrets. Alaric wants control. Meadow wants vengeance. And what starts as a contract quickly turns into obsession. Alaric doesn’t like to share what’s his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his revenge.

Elaine was just another maid in the Xavier mansion until Billionaire Frank Xavier, CEO of the Xavier group and Owner of the Xavier Mansion picks an interest in her and declares his intention to court her and get married to her. Surprised and flattered by the unexpected proposal from one of the natio

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....

In this unforgiving world of Werewolf romance, Zira, a powerful Luna, the strongest female in her pack is poisoned and left to die by her own trusted friend and maid, however, death is only the beginning for Zira, when the Moon Goddess gives her another chance at life. What happens when a once powerful Luna is reincarnated into the body of a weak, fragile and hated wolf with no protection? How will she find herself again? What will she do with this new life? In a twist of fate, will she be able to resist her past Alpha or betray her new Alpha? Hello reader, THE ALPHA'S DOCTOR is a Werewolf Romance that will be enjoyed by readers who love the Alpha that is cold and ruthless to everyone but sweet and loving to his mate. Lot's of steamy scenes only. Dear reader, expect up to THREE/FOUR chapter updates daily, do take your time and enjoy the novel and don't forget to support THE ALPHA'S DOCTOR by leaving a review.

Kematian Nyonya Brenda telah membawa Shania—seorang gadis cantik, cerdas, penuh kasih, dan punya kepedulian tinggi—masuk ke keluarga Ananta sebagai istri muda Tuan Edward, yang dikenal angkuh, sinis, dan matanya dibutakan oleh ambisi pada harta dan kekuasaan. Sang tuan menikahi Shania demi sebuah kepentingan pribadi, sementara Shania semata hanya berniat menjaga anak-anak Nyonya Brenda, demi membalas jasa sang nyonya. Berbagai tantangan dihadapi Shania, mulai dari tentangan anak-anak, hingga dosa masa lalu Edward, yang hampir membuat Shania celaka. Namun, didampingi seorang pemuda berkarakter mengagumkan, Alan—adik angkat Nyonya Brenda—Shania berdiri tegak dan berjuang menghadapi semua rintangan di depannya. Seberapa jauh Shania mampu bertahan di samping Edward? Dan bagaimana Alan akan menyelamatkannya dari sebuah dunia yang bisa saja menenggelamkannya? Akankah Edward mampu menanggalkan keegoisan dirinya yang mewarnai setiap ambisi dalam hidupnya, dan bagaimana kesudahan misi Shania dalam menjaga anak-anak Nyonya Brenda? Dibalut keseruan nan menghibur, kisah ini akan sangat sayang untuk Anda lewatkan. Ditulis saat penulis merasa terinspirasi oleh rasa cinta dan pengorbanan. Selamat membaca! :)

It was him. The man I had just been accused of murdering in cold blood. The man whom I've been forced to consume poison because of. Or, had I seen a ghost? Why was my supposedly dead husband standing in the midst of those people, smirking in accomplishment. As the venom of the poison spread through my body and like I was going to rip apart because of the pain, I gave in to the paralysis that rushed me and then closed my eyes shut, tears finding their way out of my closed eyes regardless. “P…please, G… God,” I mumbled with the final breath in me. ~~~ And, suddenly, my eyes were opened, and I was standing in front of him. And he was smiling widely at me, asking what I thought of the wedding dress. But, this was weird because this was from three years ago. Then, my eyes dropped on the calendar. Was I hallucinating? I… I have been reborn?!

‎ ‎He was born in blood, forged in betrayal, and crowned in darkness. She was broken, discarded, and ready to disappear. But when Kane Salvatore, the demon of Beltforte Dominia, drags Castelle Quinn back from the edge, their collision sparks a war. In his arms, she finds her prayers answered—brutal salvation. At her side, he finds freedom from his curse—the peace his demons never let him taste. For Castelle her heart craves darkness, and the demon—Kane— tastes like salvation. ‎Together, they will burn the world that tried to destroy them — and rise from the ashes, king and queen of ruin. ‎ ‎The only woman he has ever craved to own and possess. The Queen of his heart that satisfies his every need. ‎ ‎"Beautiful," he murmurs. The sight of her—bent over, wrists tied, ass raised, trembling—was a masterpiece.  ‎ ‎He nudges her legs further apart, admiring the way she opens for him. She's on full display—raw, submissive, exquisite. He pinched her inner thighs, watching her squirm, feeding on her whimpers.  ‎ ‎Then, he strikes.  ‎A sharp slap directly to her swollen clit making her scream. The sound alone could make him cum.  ‎ ‎He chuckles darkly. It unsettles her—and that’s exactly the point.  ‎He grabbed the flogger, trailing its strands over her back, down to her legs. With a swift motion, I bring it down hard. The crack fills the room. Her body jolts, red lines blossoming instantly on her skin.  ‎ ‎Again on her ass. Again on her clit.  ‎She shatters.