Stone Table Narnia

Androkles: I am Lord Androkles, heir of Ares and son of former Lord Zeus. I've spent a lifetime in the shadow of a prophecy told long ago. All of Olympus believes I am the harbinger of their doom, The Destroyer. Is my fate set in stone? It always felt like it until I met her. Ismene-Eirene: I am Ismene-Eirene, daughter of a prominent horse breeder of House Poseidon. My life has been spent feeling like a bird in a cage. I thought nothing could ever free me from that cage. A night of chaos and bloodshed led me to The Destroyer. Can he destroy this cage?

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

My husband took our six-year-old daughter on a fishing trip, but when his first love called, he left her alone to answer his phone. With no one watching her, our daughter fell into the sea, and we never recovered her body. Heartbroken, I called him and begged him to return, but his voice was cold as he said, “Cheyenne, today’s Queenie's birthday. Can you stop being such a buzzkill?” When I stumbled back home in despair, I found his first love clinging provocatively to him, a smug smile on her face. “What’s got you so upset, sis-in-law?” she sneered. I let out a cold laugh and flipped the dining table over. “As long as you’re alive, I’ll never be happy.”

But I told you that I wasn't hungry... I picked up the glass of water on the table and threw it to the cameras angrily... Elena faces rejection from the Alpha werewolves, treated as an outcast because of her little mistakes in her childhood in Sextas town of Glamtous. Her parents set her off forcefully for marriage to the Alpha king-a dreadful werewolf to be her mate since the rest of the Alphas isolate themselves from her. But she meets Dixon Sherry, a brooding and powerful lycan while she tries to escape from the Alpha king, things between Elena and Dixon Sherry heat up, and Dixon realizes who Elena is... It comes to be a threat to tear them apart. Will Elena and Dixon be able to overcome the obstacles on their way together or will their love be destroyed forever by the forces against them?

After my father’s death, I decided to divorce my husband, Captain Marcus Hale, and stay in Pine Ridge Village forever. On the first day, I tricked Marcus into signing the divorce papers. On the fifth day, I handed in my resignation to my old unit at Fort Haven. On the seventh day, I cooked a full table of food and said farewell to all my friends. Frowning, Marcus accused me of making the very meal his childhood sweetheart, Julia Summers, hated. I stood up and raised my glass to toast her. From this day on, Marcus and I would have nothing more to do with each other. Half a month later, I saw Marcus returning from a mission in Pine Ridge Village. Only this time, the country evening breeze brought tears to his eyes.

I died with blood pooling and betrayal. My fiancé never loved me—he only wanted. My stepsister never saw me as family. And when I discovered I was carrying his child and tried to expose their affair, they shoved me into a shattered glass table and left me to bleed out alone. But I woke up a year earlier, with my voice miraculously returned and a second chance burning in my chest. This time, I refuse to be the silent, obedient sacrifice they used and discarded. This time, I'll make them pay. And when a ruthless billionaire offers me an impossible deal—a fake marriage to save his crumbling empire, I accept without hesitation. They still see me as that broken, voiceless girl who couldn't fight back. They have no idea I've already won.

"Miss Alice Brown, I am the butler here for your service. Our sir wants to buy the baby in your belly.” Butler replied. "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table? Just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her said calmly, as if he had expected her question, "Miss, you are pregnant with the master's child, and he needs a child, that's all I can tell you." *** Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy children. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...

Maybelll Smith, an unfortunate girl thrown into a world of danger and romance, finds everything she is looking for, and needs, when she bumps into the notorious, red head, danger leading boy. Asher Wild, the leader of the Fire Dragons, thinks he has everything he needs with his family and his friends. But, what happened when he bumps into the girl that makes him change his perspective. Things get complicated when these two meet and sparks fly, but life always gets in the way. What happens when god throws a stone at the path they are suppose to take, will they find the love? Or will they burn forever in their mistakes?

He was the untouchable, unstoppable Alpha King, beauty and power forged into a single man; commanding attention wherever he went. She was the untouched, ugly, rogue wolf, surviving on scraps and living in shadows. He was tainted and evil, known to bend the will of even the demons, while she was pure and innocent, going around spreading warmth in a word that had shown her none. He needed a Bride to dispose off without regret. She needed a man to love her for her beauty within. Can the beauty thaw the ice stone heart of the beast?Or will she be a lamb, laid down at the altar, deceased?

Vito Rizzuto was the Don of Sicily. He had it all: power, respect, and the certainty that the mountain was his fortress. But on a cold dawn, everything was stripped from him. Betrayed, captured, and thrown into the stone tomb of Asinara, the former Boss is now ruined, his hands bound by chains made not of iron, but of revenge. Now, the Don is forced to make a pact with his enemies: to become a deep throat to destroy those who framed him. Three hours of fresh air a day is the only freedom granted to weave his web. Revenge is not a cold dish. It is a blaze that will consume the island. And if they think the Don is finished, they have not understood that in prison, the man died... but the Boss was born.