Sharp Nails Palace

“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”

In a library of an esteemed university a girl was quietly sitting on the chair reading a book about financial management.The girl had coffee brown colored hair falling up to her hips, small eyes which took the shape of crescent moons whenever she smiled ,straight and sharp nose, a well proportionate body and was clad in all black sweatshirt and tight jeans with black boots covering her feet , which was making her look more fairer and more badass. Suddenly the girl experienced a sharp pain piercing her heart, and ran out of the library and there she saw a boy in all black outfit standing with his friends . Her heart urged her to move towards that boy so, she did. With her every step her pain seemed to lessen. She deliberately walked a few steps in front of him and then took some steps back and asked the boy. Honey, Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again? THE COVER IS NOT MY WORK, I TOOK IT FROM PINTEREST THE OWNER CAN ASK ME TO TAKE DOWN THE COVER ANY TIME, I WON'T HAVE ANY OBJECTION!!

Fiona Marlan an orphan village omega, lived a contented life in her small home, Abia, a village under the Mastorian kingdom. She finds a stranger, Chan in the woods unconscious and injured and takes him to her home to treat him. With no previous memory of his life before, Fiona nurtures him to good health. After a heartbreak that nearly shatters her, both of them soon find comfort and happiness in each other’s arms. Two weeks later, Fiona discovers she is pregnant, Chan has regained his memory and has set out to reclaim his place as Ronan Monroe, King of Mastoria. Unfortunately for her, Ronan now the king can not be with her as she is only a commoner and he has a wife. He however gives Fiona an option to be his child’s bearer and hand over the baby as soon as she delivers, in exchange for a fortune that would take her out of poverty forever. Heartbroken and with no other source of hope for her and her baby, Fiona agrees to the condition. What else could a woman of her standing with no means of sustenance do? She moves into the palace and is forced to compete for the man she loves with the Luna Queen Freya. How will Fiona cope in this new condition of being nothing but a child bearer to the man she loves? What will Alpha King Ronan do after discovering that the goddess has greater plans for him and his child-bearer, plans much different than he’d expected? His Destined Luna, is a tale of love, betrayal, drama, suspense and comfort in the darkest of times.

"This is my chance!", I thought. I snatched the sword from the guards hand and held my sharp blade to Prince Aven's neck. "Well... What are you waiting for", he spoke calmly. My hands began to shake with my eyesight becoming blured and overlapping voices filled the silence in my head. "Do it!", he yelled. I zoned out, Aven had grabbed my sword and laid on top of me. He slowly entangled his fingers into mine, looking at me with anger in his eyes. Then in one fast motion "Crack!" I let out a blood-curdling cry, as I felt all the pain in one broken finger. "Say you love me and maybe I'll stop". -Summary: Aven, Prince and Future king of a corrupt monarchy and society begins having a dream of a strange woman who must complete the prophecy of concieving the perfect heir. In Aven's eyes his country is perfect but in the eyes of woman who holds the entire fate of the country on her back (Letharia) it's pure evil. Aven is infatuated with her and seizes his opportunity to have her during one faithful encounter.

Princess Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale is the first-born princess of the country of Rinovea. She has a rather goofy and down-to-earth attitude for a princess. She considers this as her imperfections and thinks that she is not fit to be a princess, let alone a Queen. To be a Queen, she needs to be married, but she is in a secret relationship with one of her royal guards, Sir Angelo. Ruthy was in charge of a parade for their village where she meets another man named Noah who was a baker. She meets him once again during the party where a terrorist attack happened, but Noah saved her. To express her gratitude, she offers Noah a new bakery and her parents invited him to work in the palace. In continuation of the party, the royal family of Wierxia was invited to Rinovea to join Ruthy and her family. During dinner, they talked about marriage and the King of Wierxia suggested to marry off his son, Prince Thomas to Princess Ruthy. Princess Ruthy now spends time with Noah and Prince Thomas in which Sir Angelo got jealous of. Ruthy and Angelo then got into a fight that made them both question their feelings for each other. When the new bakery for Noah was finished constructing, they paid it a visit, but they got attacked by terrorists. Sir Angelo, who was with them, got seriously injured and Ruthy realized how much she loves him and how scared she was to lose him. When they got back to the palace, Sir Angelo was immediately admitted to the hospital wing. Princess Ruthy visits him every day and one day, when she was begging for him to wake up while holding his hand, the Queen, her mother, saw it all.

I staggered as cold realization dawned on me. The man I just married in Erica's name, my handsome prince charming, is none other than the Royal wolf emperor, Richard Ferguson, the monster that killed my family and burnt my pack to ashes. ***** Rona Campbell was the only child of Alpha Briar of the Flame Blood wolf pack. She was the future of the pack whom everyone doted on. On the eve of her seventeenth birthday, the Royal wolf emperor, the overlord of werewolves, Richard Ferguson attacked her pack with the intention to exterminate their tribe. Her mother managed to smuggle her away and she was instructed to run to her mate's land for refuge. However, he rejected and tried to kill her. Filled with confusion and pain at the series of betrayal and misfortunes, she managed to escape, only to be kidnapped by slave traders. After narrowly escaping from them, she finds herself in the palace of an Alpha king, where everyone thinks she is their princess Erica, who looks exactly like her. She was sent to marry a man only to discover that her new fiancee was the Royal wolf emperor who killed her parents. Finding herself in the camp of her enemies, she embarks on the ruthless path of revenge, while ensuring that her identity as an imposter is not discovered. However, things were easier said than done as further complications arose. She finds herself in a web of mystery, entangled by hate, lies, conspiracies and betrayals. Love blooms between the two couples further confusing Rona. However, the quest for vengeance and Richard's suspicions towards her threatens their bond.

Selene Wyndham falls in love with the merman, Zirion, at first sight. Despite the gossip and criticism, she rescues him from the beast pit. Although he's indifferent toward her, she never complains. She merely wishes that he never again suffers pain and hardship. She even vows to protect him for a lifetime. This goes on until the day he personally sends her into the beast pit, where she's torn apart and killed by a savage beast. Only then does Selene realize that from the very beginning, everything has been an elaborate scheme set by her younger sister, Vanessa Wyndham, to become the head of the family. And Zirion was Vanessa's very first pawn to set her plan in motion. "How does it feel to be sent into the beast pit by the very man you love, Selene?" As a set of sharp teeth pierce through her body, Selene's consciousness fades away. When she opens her eyes again, she has returned to the moment when she rescues Zirion from the beast pit. This time, Selene drives Zirion away and saves a young wolfman instead. She then makes him her personal guard. One day, the rain is pouring heavily when the once lofty and proud Zirion kneels at Selene's feet, ignoring the mud and filth on him. He digs out a scale from his body and begs in a sorrowful voice for her to spare him another glance.

"I, Alpha Luca, reject you as my mate. Leave my premises!" A sharp emotional pain attacked my chest, and I gasped, staggering backwards. "You cannot be serious—" "We're done." He interrupted, eyes blazing like a thousand infernos. "Leave while you still can. Do not make me lose my mind." I had no idea which one hurt more: the fact that Luca had cheated, or the fact that he'd cheated on me with my own sister, under my own nose. Turning away, I left the room, leaving behind shattered hopes and a heart heavy with betrayal. ****************************** She was betrayed and rejected by her sister and her mate, and subjected to a ruthless demise, she vowed to get her revenge for her sister's betrayal. However, the moon goddess blesses her with a second chance mate but her first mate, Alpha Luca returns to claim her. What happens when she realizes that there are deep secrets between Alpha Luca and Alpha Roland? What happens when Alpha Luca wages war against Alpha Roland, in the quest to reclaim her heart and the throne?

At the Davenport family dinner, I arrive wearing the same dress Tucker Davenport's true love once wore. His face darkens immediately. He glares at me coldly and orders that my dress be burned on the spot. "Damn it, Willow, can't you show a little self-awareness? Shelby might be too naive to notice, but there's no way I'm letting you appear like this in front of her." The intense heat rushes toward me as the flames consume the fabric. A sharp, burning pain shoots between my legs, crashing over me like a tidal wave. The pain drags me under, but I suddenly jolt awake, barely able to gasp a plea for mercy. Tucker doesn't spare me a glance. He simply turns away to help Shelby cut the cake. Days later, he finally remembers I exist. "As long as you behave and don't bother Shelby again, you'll still be Mrs. Davenport." I stare at the burns on my legs as my tears dry up. I refuse to beg any longer. I'm done being Mrs. Davenport.

My breathing was still uneven when Robert’s phone lit up on the nightstand. One new message. "Robert, there’s thunder. I’m scared." —Sarah. The words cut through me like ice water. Robert. My mate. The Alpha of the Ashborn Pack. The man everyone praises as the perfect future king. And me? I’m his Luna. Supposedly the rightful queen at his side. But no matter the circumstance, no matter the weight of his responsibilities, the first person he thinks of is never me. It’s always her. At the banquet, when the elders forced him to make a choice—me, his Luna, or her—the room fell into a suffocating silence. I still remember the way my heart begged him to look at me, just once, just long enough to see what he was about to destroy. But his answer came sharp, quick, without hesitation. "Sarah." One word. One name. And with it, he tore my entire world apart. That was the moment I understood: not every betrayal needs to be shouted or confessed. Sometimes, it’s as simple as the name a man chooses to speak. I loved him. I bled for him. But love means nothing if I’m nothing to him. So if destiny has already been written against me… then I’ll be the one to set it on fire.