Spiderman Red And Black Suit Comic Novels & Stories

Alpha Xendy has been searching for his mate since he turned eighteen. At a hundred years old, he has lost hope and is losing his powers and influence in the largest Pack in America. The council is pushing for a chosen mate, and his ruthless stepbrother, whom he believes killed his mother for the Alpha position, has been planning to take over for the last century. Bewitched by her stepmother, Iyya is a nineteen-year-old condemned to live in a peacock's body. After her transformation, she is brought into a supernatural world she never knew existed. Fate has brought Iyya and Xendy together as destined mates, but there is more to be revealed to these two. A choice between life and death, between love and the lives of the entire werewolf, lies in their hands.

The famous witch told my mom that one of her daughters would be the future luna, while the other would bring bad luck to the pack. My mom was certain that I was the bad one. She spent all her money into training my sister Vaselissa to be the Luna, and I, in turn, became my sister's slave, cooking, washing dishes, and doing all the household chores. But ten years later, it was I who became the Luna and strongest warrior of all the time. My name was known throughout the kingdom.

"Sign the contract. Produce an heir. And never question what happens in the dark." Cora Belmont was not supposed to be here. Her sister was the one meant to marry Roman Falcone — East Coast crime boss, untouchable, allegedly monstrous. Her family didn't give Cora a choice. They gave her a sedative. She woke up in silk sheets, with a contract on the pillow and a pen placed precisely against her lips. Sign it, or your family loses more than you. So Cora signs. She signs away her body, her autonomy, and any illusion she had about what marriage means in a world of men who treat women like ledger entries. What she doesn't sign away is her mind. And her mind begins keeping records. Because her husband is impossible. Some nights he is Roman Falcone — cold, brutal, exacting, who takes what he wants and leaves without a word. Other nights, someone comes to her bedroom who touches her like she is the only precious thing in a world of violence. Who whispers her name like a prayer. Who smells of sandalwood instead of gunsmoke. Cora tells herself she's losing her mind. She sets a camera. She watches the footage. And then a thunderstorm lights up the sky outside her window — and she sees both of them. Roman in the doorway, gun in hand, reeking of fresh blood. And Rocco Falcone — The Shadow, the ghost who was never supposed to exist — still in her bed. They are twins. They are equally dangerous. They are both completely obsessed with her. And when Cora tries to run, she discovers that one Falcone is impossible to escape. Two Falcones simply don't accept the concept of escape at all. The wrong vow was just the beginning.

Esther is accused of killing the princess. She is tortured by Alpha King Nicholas and the entire pack. She hopes to find her mate on her eighteenth birthday and escape a life of torment, only to find that her mate is Nicholas who hates her guts.

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature themes, including consensual BDSM, power exchange, and adult language. It is intended for mature audiences (18+). Some scenes may be intense or triggering for certain readers. This is a fictional work, not intended to offend or misrepresent any person, culture, or country. Blurb: Freya is a gifted surgeon known and loved by everyone in the hospital where she works. one night, her life is thrown into chaos when two bloodied men, hours apart, crashed into her world, demanding her skills... and both hiding deadly secrets. In a world where everyone plays dirty and secrets, can kill, Freya must choose her heart or avoid both calamity.

Then, I feel it. That cold current in the atmosphere that screams all too loudly of one name. The name I dreaded the most in the whole world and beyond. Lycan king Duncan Smith, my ex-husband! Our shock mirrors each other as we lock gazes but mine is worse. “Ma’am, here’s the man that found your son. Alpha Duncan!” ***** In one single day, Lyra's marriage is turned upside down, as her husband, the Lycan king, brings in a pregnant woman who is none other than the woman who tormented her endlessly in her previous pack. But that is just the beginning. Lyra soon finds out that her husband has never truly loved her. He was only trying to use her for his selfish purpose, and to top it all, she gets framed for treason and thrown out of the pack. Determined to make a name for herself and pay back those who betrayed her in their own coins, she goes back into her old pack. Five years later, she's now the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack and what more can she ask for when she has the most protective and supportive beta by her side who plays "daddy" roles to her five year old son. What happens when some unexpected spark begin to ignite between them? But things are always not predictable in life— Her ex-husband soon regrets his actions and comes back begging on his knees.

Alpha Xavier king is an alpha on a path to vengeance. All that drives him is his thirst for the blood of those who brutally murdered his mate and child. With nothing but vengeance on his mind and a broken heart he has no love to give and the only mate he thinks about or loves is the one that one that was brutally taken away from him. On a random Tuesday night a package is spotted on the front door of the pack house. No one knows how the package got there and who placed it there aside for the fact that it is addressed to the alpha. Inside the big black bag is a woman...a naked seemingly human girl with absolutely no memory of who she is and how she got in the bag. Aside her naked body covered with tatoos something else catches the alphas attention...she is the Alpha's second chance mate delivered right to his door step.

When I was nine, I was caught in the blast while trying to save Joel Yorks, and the loud wave took away my hearing. Since then, I have had to wear hearing aids. Joel felt guilty. He insisted on having my hand in marriage. With his eyes welling up in tears, he swore, “Helen, I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.” However, when I turned eighteen… Everything changed because he wanted to please the prettiest girl in the school. He ripped off my hearing aid in front of her and our classmates and said in disdain, “I’ve had enough of you being a burden. I really wish you hadn’t survived that day when you were nine. It would have been better if you were dead.” I clutched my audiology report and stayed silent. When I got home, I quietly revised my college applications and formally broke the engagement along with my parents. Joel and I would go our separate ways after that. We would not need to meet again.

The Moon has ruled the werewolves for centuries—granting power, choosing Alphas, crowning Lunas, and demanding obedience. Nyxara was never meant to exist. Born without a howl, without a lunar mark, and without the Moon’s blessing, she should have been weak. Instead, the Moon grows dim whenever she draws near. Rituals collapse. Alphas lose control. Wolves feel hunger where faith once lived. Hidden by the Moonscar Pack and condemned by ancient law, Nyxara is whispered about as a coming disaster—until Kaelion, a Moon-bound Alpha raised to serve prophecy, crosses her path. His authority falters in her presence. His bond to the Moon fractures. And for the first time in werewolf history, the Moon does not answer its chosen Alpha. As the night sky begins to darken and packs turn on one another, forbidden truths rise from buried myths: the Moon Goddess is dying, and Nyxara is not a curse sent to destroy them. She is the vessel meant to replace her. To survive, the werewolves must choose between clinging to a fading god… or kneeling before the woman who was born to end an age.

Lucas De Leon, a famous photographer went hiatus and decided to go on vacation on a secluded place where he met Katie Fernandez, an orphan girl that he met on beach. As he captured her photo, she also captured his heart.