Solo Leveling Sword

“You know I could end you. Right here, right now.” “No you won’t. You would have done that in the last three seconds if you wanted to, Angel…, but you’ve chosen to let me go.” His deep blue eyes darkened as his gaze threatened to burn me for eternity for my web of lies. “What makes you so confident, Jade?.” ~ Angel Axton is anything but your regular neighborhood artist. He loves his art, his beloved niece and his family, but his inner instincts kick up a notch when a new addition to the family arrives in a business suit, with a fix it attitude and a very mysterious aura. Knowing only luxury her whole life, Elena Chantel is traumatized when a single dark night takes her parents away in cold blood and turns her entire existence into a joke. From the pampered and loved daughter, she drops her flowers for a sword and signs a pact with a Ruthless Mafia lord. A final assignment as a nanny brings her closer to tasting revenge and delivers her into the Axton family a family with enough secrets to keep the city on their toes. Dedicated to her purpose, Elena is determined to turn a blind eye to raw male gorgeousness that drips from Angel Axton, the hot second son of the Axton family which threatens to deliver her to his bed. But when things take a hideous turn and her mission starts to reveal secrets of not only the family she had invaded but also secrets that questions her very existence, Elena wonders if she’d traveled too far, if there was still a way home.”

Sejak lama Thalia ingin merasakan solo travelling. Merasakan suasanan yang jauh berbeda, di tempat yang asing, hanya seorang diri. Tidak hanya dikhianati sahabat, perceraian kedua orang tuanya semakin membuat Thalia merasa jenuh dan tertekan, sehingga membulatkan keinginannya untuk pergi ke Chiang Mai tanpa ditemani siapapun. Siapa sangka, perjalanan solo travellingnya itu memberi kehidupan berbeda. Bertemu sahabat barunya Manee, cewek ganteng yang berprofesi sebagai penulis dan selalu siap sedia nganterin Thalia buat eksplor tempat-tempat menarik selama di Chiang Mai. Perjalanan itu pun membuat Thalia bertemu dengan Brian, cowok cuek asal Indonesia yang sama-sama lagi menghabiskan waktu keliling dunia, mengisi aktivitas gap-year. Rasa spesial di antara mereka membangun hubungan yang tidak biasa. Manee yang diam-diam punya perasaan dengan Thalia, juga Brian dan Thalia yang sama-sama naksir satu sama lain. Melalui perjalanan singkatnya, Thalia mendapat banyak jawaban atas pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang selama ini ia tanyakan pada dunia.

Colter Giordano, mi prometido desde hace seis años, heredero de la familia Giordano, recibió una bala por una bailarina llamada Mia. No la recibió por mí. Una bala me atravesó el hombro. La sangre, caliente y pegajosa, me manchó el vestido. Pero mi corazón dolía más. Me preguntó si estaba bien. Solo una vez. Luego se apresuró a llevar a Mia al hospital, dejándome sangrando en el suelo. Al día siguiente, la foto de Mia apareció en mi feed de Instagram. Ahí estaba ella, en una suite de lujo del hospital. Colter se estaba desviviendo por un rasguño en su brazo que apenas se notaba. El pie de foto era de solo dos palabras: [Mi Héroe.] Le di me gusta a la publicación. Luego hice una llamada encriptada. —La oferta de la familia Falcone —dije—. La acepto. Consígueme un avión a Sicilia. Tres días.

Mi hija Sofí era una pianista muy reconocida. El día de la final, alguien la encerró en el baño y, confundida, perdió la oportunidad de ganar el campeonato. Revisé las cámaras, descubrí a la culpable y me preparé para denunciar esa trampa. Pero mi esposo Andrés, me detuvo con firmeza. —Es solo una travesura de niños. Si insistes en denunciar a la hermana de Isabel, haré que Sofía ni siquiera obtenga el segundo premio. Temblé de rabia. ¡No podía creer que Andrés fuera capaz de humillar así a su propia hija solo por proteger a la hermana de su secretaria! En ese momento, Sofía me tomó de la mano, aguantando las lágrimas. —Mamá, ya no quiero el campeonato. Y tampoco quiero a papá. Apreté su mano con fuerza. —Está bien. Si tú no lo quieres a él, yo tampoco lo quiero.

Le di tres años de mi vida, solo para que me trataran como a una simple sustituta… peor que a un perro. Cuando su llamada “luz blanca de luna” regresó, me apartó sin dudarlo. Está bien. Acepté la alianza familiar y me casé con el Alfa más poderoso del Norte. ¿Ahora se arrepiente y me ruega que vuelva? Demasiado tarde. Confabularon contra mí con aconita, queriendo que muriera en un sucio sótano. Pero mi compañero —el verdadero Rey del Norte— arrasó con toda la hacienda solo para salvarme. Intentaron robar mi linaje alfa con magia oscura. Los hice saborear el exilio, convertidos en renegados, despreciados por todos. ¿Y él? Se arrodilló ante mí, suplicando por perdón. Yo me refugié en los brazos de mi compañero y lo vi ser desterrado para siempre. —Ángel —le dije con frialdad—. —Abre los ojos. Yo soy la única Luna del Norte.

Lyca, a hybrid born to a wolf mother and a vampire father, lived a life of quiet despair. Ostracized by both worlds, she was powerless and frail, a constant reminder of her imperfection. Then came Zack, the conceited grandson of the most powerful clan leader, who was smitten with Lyca, making her the envy of every girl. Their jealousy fueled a fire of hatred, leading to Lyca’s tragic demise. Damon, a vampire friend, resurrected her, not as the frail hybrid she once was, but as a creature of immense power. Every powerful creature she bit transferred their abilities to her, making her a living arsenal. This transformation made her a target, a treasure trove of potential, coveted by both wolves and vampires. The vampire king, awakened by Lyca’s potent blood, was drawn to her, not by her power, but by something far more primal, something ancient and forbidden. His fear of her existence, her ability to disrupt the ancient balance between vampires and wolves, fueled his desire for her destruction. Now, hunted by both wolves and the vampire king, Lyca was alone, feared, and forced to confront the tapestry of betrayal and power woven into her world. Her transformation was just the beginning. She had a choice: succumb to the darkness, or rise above it, a beacon of strength against the shadows. The power within her blood was a double-edged sword, capable of both salvation and doom. Would she trust herself? Would she rise as a legend, or fall prey to her own power? Lyca's story, one of survival, defiance, and the power of her very existence, was far from over.

His lips stretched into a predatory smile that sent chills skittering down my backbone. “Dance on the nails, Sin. Don't make me repeat myself.” He really was the devil. *** Bound to the notorious murderer who’s put a sword to her father’s neck, Princess Annora, fallen from grace, is made to live in Devil’sDen pack as the slave to her captor, Alpha Aegon. Being the fated mate to the Beta of the same vicious pack, Annora plans to use her mate’s feelings as a triumph card, driving her way up to the Alpha’s heart and hoping to put a knife in it. But life happens in reverse— the Alpha becomes the one ‘putting’ things in her. He’s elusive, the most dangerous man she’s ever known. But he’s just as sweet around the edge, alluring in all the forbidden ways. Her hate for him becomes a three-legged chair— wavering. Alpha Aegon hates the Stormbringers for everything they’d cost him, but taking their little white-haired princess was a complete crack in his mode of operation. As harmless as she might seem, everyone is a victim of her wits. Of course, he thinks he’s excluded. Aegon only finds out he’s been mastered in his own game when it's too late, and everything else hangs in the line. His life. Hers. His Virtuous Beta's. What evil befalls this forbidden attraction? How does Annora outsmart this charming man who’s laid waste to everything she’s ever known?

Wolfless. Rejected and Betrayed. Olivia Quinn thought she had it all… A childhood friend who also turned out to be her mate, but her world was shattered when she caught her mate in the arms of her own sister.  As if that wasn't enough she was REJECTED by him.  But a broken heart was only the beginning. Discarded by the only family she ever knew and revealed to be a "charity case" with no blood tie to her name, Olivia is given one task. To pay off a debt she never owed, she is sent to the prestigious Celestial Moon Academy to be the bride of the Southern Alpha. But the Academy isn't a sanctuary… It's an arena.  Olivia wasn't sent there to marry; she was sent to compete. Five brides. Four Alphas. One throne. In a game where every glance burns and every touch is a double-edged sword, Olivia becomes the obsession of four legendary Cardinal Alphas: The Southern Alpha demands her surrender. The Western Alpha gambles for her heart. The Eastern Alpha seeks to master her mind. And the Northern Alpha? He won't stop until he owns everything…heart, body and soul. As her past resurfaces and her vengeful ex-mate stalks the Academy halls, Olivia must navigate a web of lethal desire. To survive, she must wake the dark power sleeping within her and decide: Will she be a pawn in their games, or the Queen who breaks the board? Four Alphas want her. One ex wants her back. In the game of the Celestial Moon, love doesn't just make you a queen—it kills. 

Estuve cinco años casada con el heredero de la familia Romano, la más poderosa del crimen organizado en Italia. Cada noche, me abrazaba y susurraba: —Solo dame un heredero, y le daré todo el imperio Romano. Pero nunca quedé embarazada, y la decepción del jefe de la mafia hacia mí crecía con cada mes que pasaba. Hasta que descubrí que mi esposo había estado cambiando a escondidas mi ácido fólico por pastillas anticonceptivas. Aún me tambaleaba por la furia cuando vi una publicación de su exnovia: una foto de ultrasonido. Su mensaje era dulce y presumido: —Diez semanas. Vincent dice que no puede esperar para conocer al bebé. Al ver la avalancha de felicitaciones, tomé una decisión. Busqué los datos de contacto de mi exnovio, aquel que había pasado los últimos cinco años intentando recuperarme, y le envié un solo mensaje: "Dame un mes. Luego voy contigo."

Los hombres de su manada nunca viven más allá de los treinta años. Solo una unión con mi linaje puede romper esa maldición. Pero el día de nuestra ceremonia de apareamiento, él rompió nuestro vínculo delante de todos… solo por su amada. Frente a toda la manada, me miró con puro desprecio y soltó: —Elara, no eres más que un parásito. Tu gente ha usado magia negra para engañar a mi manada durante generaciones. Eso se acaba conmigo. Su amada se aferró a su brazo y soltó una risa suave. —¿Por qué sigues aquí parada? Lárgate. —Con mis conocimientos, puedo mantenerlo con vida mucho más allá de los treinta —anuncié, mirándolo fijo. Mirando la fuerza vital que ya se estaba desmoronando bajo su piel. Una risa baja se escapó de mi garganta. «Está bien», pensé. «El día de su trigésimo cumpleaños… veremos quién tiene razón. Muy pronto».