Starfire Rave Outfit Novels & Stories

Elara longs to be close to her family. She does all it takes to keep it together. Despite her efforts, nothing worked. When she is diagnosed with a terminal illness, she tries a special werewolf treatment and suddenly can hear the werewolves' mind-link. This new ability reveals a painful truth: her husband and son have always favored Ivy, the Beta's daughter. The pack adores Ivy, while Elara is seen as only human. At first, Elara wanted to tell her family about her illness, hoping to spend her final days with them and find comfort. But after learning about her husband and son's betrayal, she is left heartbroken and filled with grief. She changes her mind and decides to pursue a divorce instead. She also goes ahead to plot her own death. Does her plan work out successfully?

After the Sullivan Group went bankrupt, I abandoned everything and followed Jessica to Tylen City. It took her five years, but she eventually inherited her father's legacy and climbed back into the top three on the Forbes rankings. Yet, she never once brought up any word about marriage. That lasted until the night before the Day of the Dead. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw her lighting candles while facing the direction of Cinea. "Dad, Mom, forgive me. I couldn't visit you this year because of work, but please continue to protect Chris and bless us with happiness for the rest of our lives." When I heard this, warmth filled my heart. My health was on the frail end of the scale. In the past, she always returned on her own since she didn't want me to be exhausted over this. This year, I decided to make the trip on her behalf after seeing the longing hidden in her eyes. However, what I never expected was to see the name of her former fiancé beside her name on the gravestone. Moreover, his title was engraved as her husband. As I looked further down, I saw another name beneath theirs. It was a name that belonged to their three-year-old son. At that moment, I felt as if I'd been struck by lightning. Only then did I realize that it wasn't Christopher she was referring to when she said, "Chris." Instead, it was Christian.

My name was Wisteria Oliviero. Jackie Kissinger and I had been married for 10 years. The world praised his undying love for Yvonne Willson, his late first love. I too was glad I married someone so loving. Then, on Yvonne's deathday, I saw a photo of him kissing the supposedly dead Yvonne in Lutecia. I found out Yvonne swiped my dad's secondary card until its limit. When I demanded answers, he called me crazy and wanted to send me to an asylum. Then, I also found out the car crash that took my womb away was his and Yvonne's conspiracy. I wasted 10 years on the wrong guy, and I did not want to take it anymore. I used my family's power to destroy Jackie's company, collected evidence of their crimes, and sent them both into prison. They were thrown behind bars. I was freed from their web of lies, and the light awaited me.

The night Serena Edevane decided to leave behind her dangerous double life as the mysterious queen of House of Eve, she spent one final night with a stranger whose touch nearly shattered every wall around her heart. But her world turns upside down when she discovers the man she kissed is Lucien Draven; the ruthless son of her powerful fiancé, Cassian Draven, the same man Serena has spent years plotting to destroy for ruining her family. Forced into a deadly game of lies, obsession, blackmail and forbidden desire, Serena and Lucien strike a dangerous alliance against Cassian, only for hatred to slowly turn into an irresistible attraction neither of them can control. But with dark family secrets, betrayal, murder and a wedding built on manipulation closing in around them, Serena soon realizes that falling for Lucien Draven may be the most dangerous mistake of all. _____________ This content is rated 18+, the mention of drugs, sexual activities, rape and criminal activities

 In her first life, she loved him recklessly—five years of marriage, telling everyone she was his fated mate. Five years of waiting behind closed while he spent his sweet time with his mistress resulted in divorce papers, signed with the same steady hand that had once slid a ring onto her finger. As if that wasn't enough her mistress killed after humiliating her in the worst ways possible. She died with his name on her lips… and woke up five years earlier, on the night of their wedding. This time, she refuses to be the obedient wife. This time she will slap the marriage contract on the table. “One year,” she says sweetly. “We remain legally married for one year. No intimacy and no interference in each other’s private lives. After that, we divorce quietly.” He studies her like she’s a stranger wearing his wife's face. Amused, he signs. Then one rain-soaked morning, she wakes up naked in his bed. Again In the dim light, his voice dropped to a whisper. “Forget about the divorce now."

Heron has always found her name a means for discomfort but she would rather be Heron Ellis than Heron Astor. Warren Astor is everything she despises in a man, arrogant, callous, with no desire to display even the smallest amounts emotions. But he does have a keen eye for investments, and Heron Ellis, the aspiring designer catches his eye. Unfortunately for him, his rather traditional father gives him an ultimatum, marry or the company will never be his. Wanting to kill two birds with one stone, Warren manages to put Heron in a position where her only option is to marry. Will they be able to open to one another, or will the fraying ties of their relationship unravel once and for all.

While collecting samples in Antarctica, I was caught in a blizzard. When I finally made it back to the vehicle, I found the fuel tank drained and my thermal suit shredded into rags. I screamed for help, but laughter crackled through the communicator. It was the voice of my husband's childhood sweetheart. "No need to rescue her, you guys! Sophie's got the world record for low-temperature endurance! "Today, let's see if she can hike across the ice in a T-shirt, all on livestream!" Then came my husband's doting voice. "Baby, I've already spoken to the manager. If she pulls this off, you'll get your spot in next month's expedition!" That was when I understood. My husband had turned me into a stepping stone for her future. As I shivered violently in the cold, I begged, "Please, Zachary. After all our years of marriage…" Before I could finish, he cut me off coldly. “Save your body heat and keep walking. Luna's future depends on you. "You've got the stamina anyway, so just hold on for another five kilometers!" At that moment, my heart froze solid. If they wanted me dead, then I would make sure they froze at the base instead. With trembling hands, I raised the axe, aiming it directly at the base's heating pipes.

The Luther Pack believed that the mate bond between twin sisters and twin Alphas was the greatest blessing from the Moon Goddess. Up until I was seven months pregnant, I never doubted that belief. Everything changed when I was kidnapped by the Cassa Pack, the Luther Pack’s sworn enemy. Meanwhile, my mate was busy performing a blessing ritual for the pup of his puphood sweetheart. He ignored my eighth attempt at mindlinking him and severed the connection entirely by the ninth. Kaden’s actions enraged the Cassa Pack’s Alpha, who fired rounds of silver-coated bullets into my belly. My wolf howled in agony while my unborn pup was killed instantly. The silver poison destroyed my ability to heal, and the loss of my pup drained me of all will to live. At the brink of death, my sister, Lucia, found me. In a desperate bid to save me, she crashed into my abductors and perished with them in the resulting explosion. I had no time to grieve, nor did I reach out to our mates. Silently, I erased all traces of our existence within the pack and built a grave for Lucia and me in the Dark Forest. I was dying. Once I completed this final task, I could join my sister. Even after my death, our mates assumed we were merely acting out of jealousy. They had no idea that their mates and pup were already six feet underground.

Grace Kane is in a quagmire. After years of being looked down upon , now a billionaire by her own right , she is torn between marrying her childhood friend and being forced by circumstances to marry into the Mafioso family after the love of her heart disappears in mysterious circumstances . Not even the fact that her marital union with the latter family would help resolve the arch-rivalism between the two families is enough to convince her into the sham union . Who is behind the disappearance of her lover ? Would she continue waiting for him to materialize from thin air in view of her increasing age and the cultural pressure from family , community and the hanging open threats from the Mafioso ?

Blurb I WOULD NOT MARRY HIM AND THAT'S ON PERIOD!!! Echoes of my voice filled the room, immediately followed by a dead silence. It's been barely two minutes since my parents exposed their long hidden secret of marrying me off to someone I know nothing..... absolutely nothing about. "Diana please", comes my mom's voice, she sounds broken but I don't care "You're doing this to save us all" "What's the worse that could happen" I yelled back immediately "than marrying me off to a bastard" "Hello Diana" comes a voice embodied in masculinity, different from the one I'm used too but least unique enough to steal my attention.