Star Gate

Althea Johnson did not walk blindly into darkness. Before the contracts, the demands of blood and legacy — Dominic Valtieri had loved her. It was fierce, dangerous, and real enough to make her believe she could stand beside a man the world feared. Behind his ruthless reputation, she had seen a man capable of choosing her. For a while, he did. Until the weight of his name consumed him. By the time they marry, Dominic is no longer the man who once held her like something precious. He is colder, controlled by a dynasty that demands an heir and sees love as weakness. Still, Althea clings to the ghost of what they once were, hoping the man she loved is still buried somewhere inside him. On their wedding night, that hope dies. There is no tenderness—only possession. No love—only purpose. She is not a wife to him, but a necessity. When she discovers she’s pregnant, the truth becomes unbearable. Dominic did not choose her again. He chose what she could give him. An heir. A legacy. A continuation of a name built on power and fear. To him, she is no longer the woman he loved. She became a vessel. But grief hardens into something far more dangerous than heartbreak. Because Althea remembers who he used to be — and that memory burns. If legacy has consumed Dominic Valtieri, then she will become the one thing his empire never accounted for: defiance. She will not allow her child to be raised as a pawn in a dynasty built on fear. She will not let love be twisted into ownership. And if she must burn his empire to the ground to set her child free— She will.

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I was cleaning my house when I found a picture album. As it turned out, my husband had been religiously taking pictures with the girl of his dreams every year on this precise date. He had been doing it since he was forty years old and he was now sixty years old. His hair had progressed from a jet black to a faded white and yet, he kept up the tradition. There was a written message in his handwriting at the back of the picture that read, “Eternal Love.” Since he doesn't love me, I will no longer bother washing his clothes and cooking for him. I will no longer care for his children and grandchildren. I may have foolishly wasted half of my life, but it was not too late to make a change.

When my daughter, Lily Gage, has a parent-teacher meeting going on, she requests that my wife, Melody Hutton, and I attend it. Yet, Melody doesn't inform me about the meeting. Instead, she takes her secretary, Benjamin Carter, to the meeting. After the meeting, Melody explains that she doesn't have the heart to interrupt me, seeing as I'm too busy with work. In order to maintain the peace of this family, I decide to endure Melody's shenanigans just this once. But one day, Lily has gotten into a fight with another student at school. By the time I arrive, I witness Benjamin dealing with the situation with Lily in his arms. After asking Lily's teacher for more information, I find out that Lily has actually changed an emergency contact. Apparently, she has filled in Benjamin's contact information in the father's column. Also, Melody has given her permission for Lily to make the change. At that moment, I've lost all interest in staying in this family. That night, I bring up divorce in front of Melody. She just smiles mockingly at me. "So, you want to get divorced just because Benjamin's an emergency contact now?" "That's right."

"I'll give you the heir, Alpha. But I’m taking my heart—and my secret—with me." ​Elara is a "nameless" Omega, sold by her debt-ridden uncle to be the surrogate for the most feared man in the Lycan world: King Kaelen, the Black Winter. The contract is a death sentence for her heart: Conceive his heir, hand over the pup, and vanish from the Royal City forever. If she fails, her sickly younger brother pays the price. ​But the moment Kaelen touches her, the truth shatters Elara’s world. He isn’t just a cold-hearted King—he is her fated mate. To stay alive in a court of vipers, Elara must hide her identity under a heavy veil and a scent-masking spell. She must play the role of a lowly servant while carrying the King’s child, all while Kaelen’s "Fake Luna" plots her demise. ​But a King’s wolf cannot be fooled forever. When the veil rips and the scent of lilies and winter rain fills the air, the Black Winter will realize the woman he has been treating as a nameless vessel is the only woman the Moon Goddess ever chose for him. ​One night of duty. A lifetime of secrets. A bond that could burn the kingdom to the ground.

"You have two choices, dove. Either I fuck you against the wall or on the bed." I stiffened, glaring at him and hoping he could see the hatred in my eyes. He moved closer, and ran his thumb along my lips. "Me? I don't mind any position." My teeth gritted as I stared at his face. It was a shame that someone so beautiful could have a mouth that foul. I leaned over and whispered. "Over my dead body, your majesty." ****** When Irene Slater is chosen to serve the Lycan King, she expects nothing but humiliation. He knows she is his mate, yet instead of claiming her, he strips her of dignity and forces her into a role meant to break her. It only deepens the resentment she already carries for him… and for the system that has always treated omegas as less. He wants nothing to do with her. She wants nothing to do with him. But fate has other plans and as tension turns into something neither of them can control, Irene is forced to face a dangerous truth: The king she was taught to hate may be the one she cannot escape.

After a human life, also since she died, Tinh Ngoc discovered that she had missed too many things. She comes back to life, she's determined to change her fate. Thanks to the man who sacrificed everything for her, making those who hurt her suffer the consequences. This is a story between two people who have lost each other. God has given them another opportunity, can two hearts become one?

Two best friends have their life upside down after a drastic event took place in one's life. They sure separated, but she loved him. Love. It was more than just a best-friend feeling. Things changed, people changed, everything changed. But her love was still the same. Can she ever gather the courage to tell him? Will he ever accept her?

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Welcome to West Ora Academy, where the supernatural reigns supreme and the magic never ends! Our academy is a haven for all creatures of the night, from dragons to shadow weavers to sirens and more. Each species has its designated building, where you'll learn everything there is to know about your kind and your unique powers. And for those of you who are hybrids, you'll have the unique opportunity to call more than one building home. So come join us at West Ora Academy, where the supernatural world is waiting for you to discover it! Get ready to unleash your inner power and become the supernatural you were always meant to be! High school is never easy. Multiply that by ten, and you have what it's like to attend West Ora Academy with its diverse body of various species. Told from multiple points of view, follow half siblings Jesse, Augustus, and Ares as they navigate high school and the drama of relationships. While Jesse struggles to handle being blackmailed by the guy she thought she loved. How will she handle it when she realizes he's her mate? Her brothers have their own issues. August and Ares find themselves in a love triangle as they both fall for their childhood friend Nova. Will Ares push aside his feeling for his brother's sake, or will he fight for Nova? Can Nova trust her feelings for Augustus, the playboy?

“You belong to me now and you going to be my surrogate,” The air shifted. His hand slid from the wall to my throat, not choking, just holding, just reminding me who had all the power. My pulse leapt against his palm, betraying me. His thumb stroked lazily along the hollow of my neck, and I hated the way my body leaned into it, hungry for more.