Spirit Pact の小説・ストーリー

In a world of werewolf nations torn apart by ancient conflicts, Amara, a Royal Consort with only trace amounts of Alpha blood, struggles to find her place in a society where her voice is silenced and her destiny predetermined. Tasked with the daunting duty of increasing the dwindling Alpha population as a worthy Luna, she is shattered when denied a chance to contend for the throne during The Coronation. However, fate takes an unexpected turn when one contender mysteriously vanishes, opening a path for Amara to seize her opportunity. But the cost of claiming the throne may prove too high as she becomes a mere pawn in a deadly game, forced to suppress her emotions and navigate a treacherous path where survival is weighed against everything she holds dear. Can she overcome the shadows of the past and embrace her true Alpha nature, or will the burdens of duty and power crush her spirit?

An Alpha in a wheelchair and a mate beaten and abused. Alpha Thaddeus was the strongest Alpha around. So fearless no one would dare cross him. But one moment changed his life forever, leaving him bound to a wheelchair. However, his wolf was unaffected, a mystery no one could explain. And so, his reputation remained strong, and so did his spirit. Until the day he finally met his mate, who cruelly rejected him. Repulsed by his legs and the fact they were both men, his spirit broke that day. Six years later, fate blessed him with a second chance mate. Someone abused and on the brink of death. Thaddeus is an Alpha with a broken body & a broken heart. Aiden has never known love, only darkness, pain & abuse. Will they be able to accept and heal each other, or will their pasts come back to destroy them?

Everyone had heard of the Underworld and its dealings in illegal acts, black-money, bloodsheds, drugs, sex, violence and guns. Where all the wrongful deeds can be farmed as the dealing of the underworld aka The Mafia World. However, what if someone saw the misfortune and destruction it brought? And decided Enough is Enough!! Three friends, one pact, one love, one betrayed- two move on. What would be the outcome of the generations to come? A new ruler was born, and the Devil Incarnate was his other name. Born to claim the Mafia World and to start a new era of ruling the underworld. He was just like how a mafia king should be, heartless void of feeling any emotion and the BEAST whom no-one could tamed. She grew up in an orphanage. After the tragic Car accident led by the Red Mafias whereupon she lost her parents she had no-one to lean on growing up. She learned the life lessons the hard way. Yet in all this midst of life challenging path she grew stronger with light and gentleness inside her. She was the definition of Happiness. She was Stacey to the world but to the ones who have known her she was an ANGEL. Yet the only thing that despised her was the Mafia's, she hated violence and blood and the fear that they scattered around. She was the tamer to his beastly Heart. Polar opposite, one full of life one full of anger, can they survive the test of Love? Will two different worlds learn to adopt and love each other?? Read to find out how Austin and Stacey's life changed as they are tangled into each other's life!!

“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.”

Johanna Thorne and her sister, Allison Thorne, marry into the Silverplume family, the most prestigious werewolf family in the Northern Wolflands, on the same day. Their husbands are the only pair of pureblood Alpha twins in the family—Carlin Silverplume and Uriel Silverplume. Throughout the continent's long history, fewer than ten such twin pairs have ever been born. They are seen as blessings from the Moon Goddess herself, a source of pride for the entire family. Johanna is wed to the calm and stoic younger brother, Carlin. Her sister becomes the mate of the elder twin, Uriel, the family's strongest warrior Alpha. But during a mission to hunt down rebel wolves, Uriel is tragically killed. His body is never recovered. With his death, his bloodline ends. The news devastates the matriarch. She weeps before the altar, crying that this is punishment for the Silverplume family. With Uriel gone and no heir left behind, one of the family's two remaining pureblood lines is now severed. The future of their legacy hangs by a thread. Three days later, the matriarch summons Carlin and Johanna to the council hall. Before the gathered elders and priests, she solemnly proposes a solution. "Carlin shares the same blood and bone as Uriel... In the name of our ancestral spirits, I ask that Carlin form a breeding pact with Allison to fulfill Uriel's unfinished duty." Johanna's hands clench tightly. She turns to look at Carlin. In that moment, she doesn't know whether she's still his Luna or just a sacrifice offered up to preserve the family's bloodline.

Three years into a cold, contract marriage, Evelyn Vance realizes her sacrifice was for nothing. Despite playing the part of the perfect, distant wife to the ruthless tycoon Rhysander Bert, her father secretly gambled away the bailout money Rhysander provided, destroying the very legacy Evelyn sold her freedom to save. The story flashes back to the day the deal was struck. Evelyn’s father had pathetically tried to force Rhysander into a marriage pact to save his failing shipping company, only to be met with cold mockery. Just as they were being ushered out, Evelyn stepped from the shadows and negotiated her own sale. Instead of a romance, she proposed a three-year "merger." She offered Rhysander a PR makeover and access to exclusive port permits in exchange for capital and protection for her family's business. Impressed by her calculated, business-like stoicism, Rhysander agreed, with the lethal warning that he would ruin her family if she ever embarrassed his name. Evelyn had sacrificed her freedom for help. Years later, she meets the woman who was Rhysander's first love and she knows that her time to leave has arrived. The first love tries to cause trouble, however, Evelyn is not one to take insults lying down. She immediately defends herself. Rhysander gets drugged and sleeps with Evelyn, then she leaves the next day. Seven years later, Evelyn comes back to the country with her children, who are also Rhysander's children and they bump into each other at the airport. Rhysander is shocked and surprised to see her at the airport.

My Vampire fiancé, Vincent, was the powerful prince of New York's most influential coven. He had lived for centuries and was notoriously ruthless, yet he bestowed upon me, and only me, every honor imaginable. But one month before our Union Ceremony, he suddenly insisted on postponing it. The reason was his childhood friend, Camilla, was dying from a rare condition known as Bloodline Degeneration. To repay a life debt from long ago, he wanted to hold a mock wedding with her to fulfill her last wish to wear a wedding gown. I refused outright. It was a flagrant violation of coven dignity. But he pressured me relentlessly, using a supposed ancient code of honor as emotional blackmail. Then, two weeks before the ceremony, I received an anonymous email containing an advanced blood analysis report. Only then did I learn that he hadn't just been preparing a wedding; he had already secretly formed a Mutual Blood Bond with her, a pact that would bind their lives together for eternity. In that moment, I finally understood. My two centuries of devotion to him had been nothing more than a joke. And so, I called off our union and set fire to everything he had ever given me. On the day of the ceremony, I traveled to Europe's Supreme Institute for Vampiric Research in Italy and took charge of the Institute's most secret and critical project. From that day forward, I would have nothing more to do with the noble prince. We were finished.

On my first day back with the Cannon family as the true heiress, I heard the voice of the family’s guardian spirit. “You must stop your father from investing in the West City project. There’s an ancient tomb beneath the site. He’ll lose everything.” I convinced my father, Aaron Cannon, to abandon the project and invest in North City instead. But a factory next to the North City site had a toxic gas leak. Dozens of workers died overnight. Aaron lost his entire fortune to the compensation. While the family was drowning in despair, the guardian spirit spoke again. “Money can be earned again, but it’s a pity your mother will die in a car crash tomorrow when she goes out to borrow money from an old friend.” I immediately stopped my mother, Sally Cannon, from leaving the house. She avoided the car accident but tragically died from a sudden heart attack. With tears streaming down his face, Aaron told me she had been having chest pains for days but had endured the pain. She had only decided to go to the hospital today because she could not bear it any longer. My blood ran cold. By stopping her from going out, I had ultimately caused her death. Overwhelmed with grief, Aaron drank pesticide and died on the spot. Overnight, there was no one left in the family but me and the fake heiress, Pearl Cannon. To repay the debts and support my education, Pearl took on three jobs a day. Then, the guardian spirit spoke to me once more. “Your sister has been dragged into an alley. Go save her now!” I rushed to the location. I arrived breathless and frantic, but I was already too late. My sister lay in a pool of blood. She was not breathing anymore. I thought, ‘Mia Talbert, it’s all your fault! You’re a curse. You should’ve died instead!’ Consumed by despair, I jumped from a tall building and ended my miserable life. When I opened my eyes, I had traveled to the past.

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”

It's hard to resist a bad boy who's a good man. ***** Tessa Hawthorne is a young and intelligent wolf girl, from the Moon Stone Pack. However, her intelligence is quite questionable when it comes down to Ronan Pierce. Ronan is a playboy of the school who keeps on making Tessa’s life hell by bullying her in the worst way possible. No one can raise their voice against him since he is the son of the most powerful Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. What will happen when Tessa would raise her voice against him? She is done tolerating his victimization and now she decides that she will fight back even if she can’t win against him. The lifted spirit of Tessa makes Ronan interested in her even more than he was before, but their love story is not a simple one because there are lots of hurdles they will come across. After all, the animosity runs deep within their packs as well.