Siren Heads Forest

'Eira' The girl who has frozen heart, no Anger, no happiness, no pain, no lust and desire just like a clean slate. Most importantly she doesn't know that she is a werewolf because she haven't shifted yet, the reason behind it, is still unknown. She was living her life like a human for the last twenty four years, minding her own business and doing what she has been told. But her life took twisted turn when her mate found her in the forest, coated in her own blood. The Alpha Claimed her but what will he do after finding out that his mate is just a living body, not caring or loving at all. Would Eira's Frozen heart melt when he will reveal the dark secrets in front of her one by one. How will Eira take it after finding out about her own dark life. She is not ready to embrace him... And he has NO intentions to let her go...

Don’t stray from the path… When Siorin encounters a mysterious black-haired mage in the forest on her way to the local good-witch, she knows better than to stray from the path. Doing so would be inviting trouble from the fairy brethren with whom mankind shares their world. His plight, however, moves her, and she rescues him despite misgivings. Rivyn has cast a destiny spell which he believes brought him Siorin, so he doesn’t hesitate to steal her, well and truly taking her off her path when he does so. The mage irresistibly draws and seduces Siorin as he leads her on an adventure that transverses their world, encountering all manner of brethren, for Rivyn is on quest is to rebuild his power so that he can return to the Fae Court and reclaim what has been stolen from him. But what Rivyn has lost is not what he needs to seek. Will Rivyn choose his power, or his heart?

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

“I want to taste you, can I?" He asked pleadingly. I was gonna say no, but the throbbing in my nether region said yes. “Yes," I breathed shakily. He then started to kiss my hip bone trailing as he pulled my panties off. “Raise your legs," he instructed and I obeyed. He pulled my legs apart and inhaled. “Exquisite," he praised as he lowered his head and gave me a long, luxurious lick. ************ Dionnah Delaney is a hardworking, ambitious African American. She is headstrong and knows exactly what she wants in life. She does accounting plus she runs a successful design business with her other sister Danielle, who is engaged to Johnathan Mulroney. Johnny cannot stop raving about his other brother Mikey who has retired from being a Navy seal and he's coming home just in time for the big wedding. Dionnah doesn't want love and commitment after her first love broke her heart several years ago. But things change when Mikey steps into the picture. He's a billionaire playboy, who is smug and conceited on top of all that. Even though the two butt heads they can't deny their undeniable attraction. After one night of steamy sex, Dionnah and Mikey agree to never talk about it again, until weeks later when two pink lines show up on a pregnancy test. What will happen when Mikey wants more than what Dionnah has to offer, will she be able to let love in her heart, or will her ambivalence cause her to miss her chance at happiness and her forever after?

BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS Palermo does not forgive. Neither does it forget. When Guerrero Valenti, the feared leader of the Vikings, vanished, the city exhaled a dangerous calm—but only for a moment. In the shadows, enemies waited. Rivals sharpened their knives. And one woman bore a secret that could ignite every street in the city. Lucia Romano carried the child of a man who had disappeared into legend and rumor. A son who had not been claimed, not protected, not named. The city whispered of him with venom: the bastard of the Vikings. The boy was fragile, but he was a storm waiting to erupt. And every night, Palermo tested him. Masked men tried to snatch him from his crib. Fire, steel, and blood became his lullabies. Yet he survived. Every threat only sharpened his instincts, every scream hardened his mother’s resolve. But whispers spread faster than steel through the night—rumors of a man returning. A shadow that would claim everything, sparking fear in every heart: Guerrero Valenti. The father who abandoned him. The legend whose name alone commands obedience. The storm that will rise, carrying vengeance, blood, and fire. And when he comes, Every man who dared call the bastard his enemy will fall. Every street, every roof, every whispered corner will bow to the son of Guerrero Valenti or be washed in blood. This is the story of survival. Of fire and steel. Of a mother and her son. Of a father’s return. Even the earth is getting ready to absorb blood … the blood of those who call the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD", and collect necks........the necks of those fallen by the sword of GUERRERO VALANTI. And upon his return Heads will bow to the one they called a BASTARD .

Unloved. Bullied. Family-less. John's life was a blueprint for despair until he decided to break free. Determined to leave his past behind and start anew, he set out armed with nothing but determination and a dwindling bank account. Choosing to save money, he pitched his tent in the forest for the night. But beneath the tranquil canopy of trees lies a world brimming with secrets, and John's fate is about to take a dramatic turn. His very first night beneath the stars sets off a chain reaction of events, revealing powers he never knew he possessed and awakening a mysterious presence within him. As John grapples with his newfound abilities and a cryptic inner voice, he becomes entangled in a perilous dance with his shifter lineage and the hidden forces of the supernatural. Yet amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope emerges – the promise of a love he's always yearned for. John must summon courage he never knew he had to confront his past and forge a future unlike any other.

“You are mine Valentina! And I don’t like to share what I own” Diego said, handing me the head of my boyfriend in a box. He is as cold as the Arctic ocean, An emotionless devil with no atom of humanity, Diego Fernandez, A name that everybody fears because it belongs to the stone-hearted ruthless Mafia boss who does not mind destroying everyone who stands between him and whatever he wants. He is often referred to as the Devil, he never takes no for an answer, in fact, no is a word people know not to say to him if they want their heads still sitting comfortably on their necks, so when he decided that he wanted the beautiful college student Valentina Sanchéz as one of the whores in his harem her owner Don Carlos knew he had no choice but to hand her over without so much as an argument. Diego is intrigued by her stubbornness, so he makes it his duty to punish her until she begs for mercy and she eventually does. Something about Valentina’s venerability makes Diego want to protect her, he slowly realises that he is indeed in love with her. Valentina is terrified when she realises that she has fallen madly in love with her captor, she is even more terrified by the fact she is carrying his baby. She knows of Diego’s desire to be the last of his bloodline, she also knows that not telling the devil of her pregnancy would incur his wrath, what would she do? Things also get worse when Diego finds out that Valentina is not the naive innocent girl he had thought her to be. Is there a chance for the devil and his angel to fall in love? Read to find out!

Mr. Hottie and I (He is a flirt, she is crazy) Genre: Romance, Comedy, Erotic Tags: hatred, love, jealousy, pranks, schemes, contract married, billionaires, highschool, sex, suspense…..etc Location: America Written by - Tema SYNOPSIS Hot, intelligent, successful and heart stoppingly handsome - those are words that Xander Richards is quite familiar with, he is a young billionaire in his final year of high school. Topping all that, is the fact that he is the only successor to his father's business empire. His gleaming ivory skin, rich black, combed over hair, delectable pink lips and perfect masculine figure have most girls fawning over him, in their eyes he is but a Greek god. Despite his cold heart, he loves all the attention he gets yet, considers all girls sluts who want attention and seeks to get it at any cost until he meets Eva Luna. Her headstrong attitude catches his attention and he immediately dislikes her for not falling in love with him like most girls. Eva Luna has more than a handful of screws loose, she is a crazy high school final year student. She was born with affluence at her beck and call but chooses not to flaunt it. She owns chains of companies. She is very beautiful, intelligent and a mean prankster, her golden skin, red hair and blue - hazel eyes are guaranteed to ensnare every heart. She butts heads with Xander from their first encounter and dislikes him immediately because of his sardonic nature and his reputation as a flirt. Alas, the tides of hate can be easily swayed, especially when adventures are thrown. Can there ever be a chemistry between the two?

“Paragons and past phantoms could leave a legacy of blood wars and endless pain…where love and hatred could lose or gain… “ The whole story started with a stupid mistake. Heather mistakenly gave her precious virginity to the wrong man in a deceptively right hotel room. The “wrong man” turns out to be the most sought-after bachelor and CEO of Primal Industries, Kahlil Zillion Primalion who heads a company that has been flourishing for what seems like an eternity. She thought it was a cunning plot by her own BFF Avaz. However, it seems that someone else staged the whole scene. It was by someone who knows here inside out…her other self. The whole scenario of their steamy night together went viral in the Net and was feasted on both by her co-workers, mostly bashers and know-it-all netizens. It almost ruined her life to the point that she wanted to end it. What’s more painful are her parents, especially father who adds more pain to her injury by disowning her, even calling her a prostitute, and her mother who was too helpless to even say soothing words. Good thing her brother remains a good listener, as her other siblings have been quite unreachable since their parents sent them away for adoption or to different orphanages. Her past traumas caused the unrevealed personality disorder in Heather. However, things became more twisted and turned to a superficially positive route as she became pregnant, and the CEO’s grandmother suddenly came into the picture, mandating that Khalil should marry Heather ASAP. Though business & bed partner Tamara threatened to interfere, and the CEO himself at first wanted to get rid of their child, he slowly falls for the bait of the stronger persona behind Heather’s past: Savarra.

In Lunular Island where the tides rise with the moon, Crisel stands as the most feared and revered Raksha — the alpha bloodline’s protector. But Crisel carries a dangerous secret that no one suspects… she is Alrael’s luna. For fifteen years, she has lived with this secret and kept it even from Alrael himself. The former alpha, Aphael, insisted on this deception, fearing that the same betrayal which murdered Alrael’s mother and sister during the Great Extermination would happen again. Now, Crisel walks beside Alrael as he leads the moonlight wolves by day. But at night, Alrael becomes Black Justice, a vigilante who’s hunting for answers to his family’s slaughter, and Crisel fights by his side as they inch closer to uncovering the conspiracy that threatens the very essence of moonlight wolves. Yet, every moment of closeness is a reminder of what Crisel can never tell him… that she is his Luna, his mate — she can only allow her love to burn in secret. The burden of Crisel’s hidden identity even grows unbearable especially when Alrael is pressured by the village heads to marry and secure the alpha lineage. They believed that the luna is long dead and have arranged his marriage to Giana, a genius from Crescent Village. Now, the wedding day approaches and the weight of the past, the fear of betrayal, and her love for Alrael all collide in that moment. Time… is running out for Crisel. But with the vows spoken, and the preacher having said, “Speak now, or forever hold your peace", Crisel has to make a choice. Will she allow her alpha marry the wrong girl or…. will she speak now? Will she be risking everything and be rudely barging in on the alpha’s white-veil occasion?