Space Colony Ark Inside Novels & Stories

"Yes, you hated your demon in you, but what if you meet his demon? Will you still love him?" We all have our dark sides. We are humans filled with flaws. We live with our demons inside us. But then Kayleen Villanueva’s case was different. Her demon resides in her soul, controlling her body, living her life. Switching from her to the other being. Hiding herself from the greatest crime she did, she flew far away isolated, but then he meets Zeke White. Will things change if she finally learned how to love? Will she be able to defeat the demon inside her? Or will she him too?

Ivory spent her whole life certain her childhood best friend Caden was her fated mate. When he bonds with someone else, she doesn't shatter — she simply goes hollow. She walks away, builds a quiet life in the human world: a bakery, an apartment, a cat named Fig. Then her brother is falsely accused of a crime threatening inter-pack war, and she's forced home. Crescent Ridge has changed. Her father has stepped down, replaced by Rhett — composed, strategic, and unsettlingly perceptive. He has no mate. And he's noticed her. Just as something real begins to form between them, a delegation arrives from a neighboring pack — carrying the truth about who the Moon Goddess actually chose for Ivory. It's the last person she'd want. And the one person Rhett would call an enemy.

When Selene Vireaux, a rogue werewolf, arrives in Chicago to disappear into the noise of the city, she expected loneliness. But then she sees him. Lucas Carter is everything Selene shouldn't want — human, innocent, young, soft — but the moment their eyes meet across a rain-slicked street, something ancient awakens inside her. It's not hunger. It's not instinct. It's need. She stalks him through alleys, watches him in silence, memorizes his every movement from the shadows. But when a violent attack leaves Lucas bleeding in the dark, Selene breaks her vow of distance and reveals herself — beautiful, feral, inhuman — to save him. Now bound by blood, danger, and a connection neither of them can understand, Selene must decide if she’s willing to destroy the fragile peace she’s built just to keep Lucas for herself… and Lucas must choose whether to run from the monster who saved him, or fall into the fire of something far more dangerous than love. Obsession burns. And under the full moon, nothing stays human for long.

Willow got bitten by a wolf and was rescued by an arrogant wolf who trained her and she fell in love with him not knowing he was her mate. But the secret kept from her turned out to be the reason an evil alpha werewolf desperately seeks her.

Mia George. A reporter, a tomboy. Never been involved in anything related to having a relationship with any guy. But is quite okay with her not so boring life. She is suddenly endangered, when the man who was thrown into prison because of her is back...and is out to take revenge on her. Alex Friedrich. He's ruthless, cold and distant to everyone around him. A lawyer who hasn't lost any case before. He prefers being alone, in his study with heaps of books. He's more closer to his dogs than humans. But he's bound to know his life will never remain the same when he saved the life of Mia George. Bolu Afolabi. An elegant doctor. She's independent, has it all. She meets Alex and falls deeply for him, hoping reciprocate her feelings. Her love for him, turns into a dangerous obsession and she is willing to take lives down because of him. Charles Douglas. A cop and also a single parent. He believes he's contented. He loves his job, his daughter. Yet he despises women. He's vowed never to have any relationship with them or whatsoever. Ever since the mother of his daughter abandoned his daughter, when his daughter was an infant. His six years daughter goes missing and is brought back to him by a lady. But, what happens when he starts developing feelings for this same lady? Worst, his life and his daughter's is at stake, when an infamous hardened criminal is after him. ****Totally worth reading****

Eurie Sanchez is just a simple high school student. Her future is already planned: go to college, find a good job, and reclaim her father's house. But, everything changes when one day a man from another universe, named Kaizer Dragunflare, barged in to her play, sliced arms, and saved her to some possessed kidnappers. Her world swirls and goes back to zero as she learns that she is not the orphan girl she thought she was. She is actually a Zaenoth lost girl, from the clan of Cezanne who can freeze things, her apartment, and even the space and time. In a blink of an eye, she travels through worlds as she tries to unravel the past of her lost self... the past of the little Elliot Cezanne, the last space bender.

"No one will ever be able to murder me; they would never dare." Galante, Carmine. I'm quite aware that I'm not a good man. People were terrified and respected when they heard my name, "Lord" Rolly Exruto Guevara. All in the sake of power, I committed dreadful, brutal, heartless, remorseless, violent things. I was the Capo of The Family, an American Italian crime gang. It's the mafia. Many females want to be at the bottom of my ruthless Mafia, but a man must look for his wife, not a woman who looks for her husband. I want to marry a lady or perhaps have children with a woman. It's what the males in my environment did to get more power and become more powerful. The fruits of my power shall inherit the power. That was my first encounter with Lara Sylvio, Clover's lovely and voluptuous secretary. She is going to be mine. I have her. l id never had such strong feelings for anybody or anything as I had for Lara. Her skin and lips made me feel as though there was something missing in this world, and she filled it in. I wanted Lara to the bone, and I'd make her mine for the rest of my life, not just for one night. A mafia is always a Mafia.

Being a mute used to be simple before all the craziness started. I just can't talk and that's who I am. Mum has learned to accept that and I guess so have I. Everything was just fine in my high school in Shanghai. I had finally made it to year twelve and even though I was in China, I was actually being treated as a human being despite my disability. Things were definitely not perfect but I would give anything to go back to that, like it was before. I heard my first voice that year, right at the beginning of year 12. I didn’t really have any real friends, but I was used to it and before the voices started, I was fine with that. But it all changed when I first heard them. The voices inside their heads started then and my life was never the same. They weren't just thinking about school or they girls or guys they were into, no they were thinking about doing things, doing horrible things to each other and I was the only one that knew how messed up they really were.

What if Ralfh finds out that the person he loves is the one he has been looking for a time? Can he still accept Shannie? Will he be able to imprison it? Or will she just let it go? But what he wants is to give justice to his mother that he has long sought. What should Shannie do to avoid doing things she doesn't want to do?

I was nineteen the first time Cole Whitfield broke me. Not with cruelty. With a single word. Why. Not did you — why. Like the answer was already settled and he just wanted the story to make sense. I told him the truth anyway. He said nothing that mattered. So I picked up my bag, walked out of his apartment, and decided that a man who trusted a rumor over two years of me wasn’t worth a correction. I spent the next two years becoming someone I actually liked. New city. Graduate program. A published paper with my name on it. I was done with Cole Whitfield in every way a person can be done. Then I walked into Seminar Room 114 and he was sitting right there, gray eyes already on the door, like some part of him knew. I sat down. I opened my notebook. I did not look up. Here’s the thing about studying how people form beliefs: you understand exactly why he believed it. That doesn’t mean you forgive it. That doesn’t mean two years of silence disappear because he’s learned how to look at you like he’s sorry. He wants a conversation. I want my degree. But the campus is small, the seminar table is round, and the boy who broke my heart at nineteen is doing everything right at twenty-one — and I’m starting to understand that composed isn’t the same thing as healed. I hate that I still know the exact sound of his voice.