Super Saiyan Goku Transformation

"Huh? Innocent and pure male god?" Albrey Hamilton's cold thin lips brushed Oakley's cheeks gently, his hand gripping the person's pale and smooth chin. "Very funny, isn't it?" Albrey Hamilton's hand ruffled Oakley’s hair, tousling it. "Aren't you just a plaything?" Albrey Hamilton sneered coldly and domineeringly captured the lips of the person beneath him. Immediately, Albrey pinned down the person's waist and thrust into the person fiercely creating a loud papapa noise that resounded in the low-key luxurious room Oakley's eyes and face reddened which wasn't known if it was due to pleasure, fury or embarrassment. Oakley's eyes pooled with tears that slipped past his cheeks rapidly yet he only bit his lower lip, a stubborn and defying expression on his face. He refused to part his lips, speak or acknowledge the cruel words of the person hovering over him. "Naive." Albrey's thin lips curved in a cynical disparage. "How do you think your fans will react when they discover their pure idol sold his body to me to become famous?" Albrey sneered coldly, his eyes darkening with coldness at Oakley's silence. Oakley stiffened after hearing the ridiculing word that emitted from Albrey's lips.

"It was a regular day like any other when I got into the Hardwood Forest. However, staring at the terribly wounded human with a deadly poison almost engulfing his heart, I was utterly confused. I couldn't help wondering, " how did he get here?" "Oh yeah! How do I know his heart was almost engulfed with poison?  The answer is simple. I saw through his organs." Gosh! Do I regret saving him? I don't even know, but one thing I know is that I want to be with the seemingly dangerous man, even though I feel strongly that it's best to avoid him." ... More than five centuries ago, Annabel the elf princess, Celine the vampire princess, and Monella the werewolf royal joined their powers to stop the century-long rivalry among their kind. They aimed to unite all beings within the realm.  One among them was to wield that unimaginable power but they were all killed before the transference.  Hidden in an inconspicuous pendant on Monella's neck, she kept it away, wishing it finds its rightful owner. *** The Book cover is mine! Contact @Keith Shamel Mullon on Facebook for your beautiful cover.

Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?

Shi Tian's soul traveled to the fantasy world and occupied the body of a young body. A world filled of monsters, demons and super strong human, the danger was lurking everywhere. He awakened the sign-in system, and signed in every day and get rewards. He thought he would become an invincible master relying on system while enjoying his easy life, but fate didn't allow it, one after another problems started to appear disturbing his leisure life. ------------------------ Join Discord Server discord.gg/pZVsJWS ------------------------ Release Schedule: 8-12 chapters per week. ------------------------ DISCLAIMER: English isn't my native language, there's bound to be some errors here and there. The cover Is not mine.

Omega Delaury, shunned for a crime she doesn't remember committing and rejected my her mate ,Alpha Orion. Delaury is forced to flee her pack. But when Ruthless Alpha Tristan of a rival pack sets his sights on exploiting her hidden powers, Delaury must confront her past and team up with her mate who has rejected her. Can she trust him to protect her from Tristan's evil grasp and help her reclaim her rightful place and correct her past mistakes?

Daciana would be clocking eighteen in a few days and she was super excited about so many things. Her first wolf transformation and knowing her mate were the most prominent. Although she had a boyfriend who she believed without doubt was her mate, she wanted confirmation. However, things took a weird turn after her single mother broke the news of her relationship with a single Lycan King. At first, she was happy with being associated with royalty, but when she realized her mother’s new lover had an arrogant and rude son, she just couldn’t imagine him being her elder brother. Prince Randall was a thorn in the flesh of Daciana from the very day they met. Things didn’t go as planned for her on her birthday and she poured the blame on Prince Randall. She couldn’t find her mate, and she didn’t get her first wolf transformation. This made her hate Prince Randall’s guts. She believed he brought bad luck to her. But… What happens when Daciana gets to live with Randall under the same roof? What happens when Daciana’s boundaries and hate feelings start going blurry?? What happens when she realizes the man she hates the most in the world is her mate??? Will things ever work out between the siblings??

Lyca, a hybrid born to a wolf mother and a vampire father, lived a life of quiet despair. Ostracized by both worlds, she was powerless and frail, a constant reminder of her imperfection. Then came Zack, the conceited grandson of the most powerful clan leader, who was smitten with Lyca, making her the envy of every girl. Their jealousy fueled a fire of hatred, leading to Lyca’s tragic demise. Damon, a vampire friend, resurrected her, not as the frail hybrid she once was, but as a creature of immense power. Every powerful creature she bit transferred their abilities to her, making her a living arsenal. This transformation made her a target, a treasure trove of potential, coveted by both wolves and vampires. The vampire king, awakened by Lyca’s potent blood, was drawn to her, not by her power, but by something far more primal, something ancient and forbidden. His fear of her existence, her ability to disrupt the ancient balance between vampires and wolves, fueled his desire for her destruction. Now, hunted by both wolves and the vampire king, Lyca was alone, feared, and forced to confront the tapestry of betrayal and power woven into her world. Her transformation was just the beginning. She had a choice: succumb to the darkness, or rise above it, a beacon of strength against the shadows. The power within her blood was a double-edged sword, capable of both salvation and doom. Would she trust herself? Would she rise as a legend, or fall prey to her own power? Lyca's story, one of survival, defiance, and the power of her very existence, was far from over.

As I stepped out of my older brother's newly opened supermarket, the alarm suddenly rang. The sales assistant grimly reached out and grabbed me, "Miss, you haven't paid yet." I remembered that my buttons were made of metal, which triggered the alarm. After patiently explaining and easing the atmosphere, I said, "The owner of this supermarket is my older brother. He'll pay the bill." The sales assistant scoffed. "Your brother's the boss? Why not say he's your husband instead? You stole and refused to admit it. Pay up or I'll call the police immediately," she said and crumpled the receipt into a ball before throwing it at my face. I endured the humiliation and unfolded it. A baby pacifier for 100,000 dollars. Two packs of baby wet wipes for 200,000 dollars. Security personnel's hush fee, 300,000 dollars. All of the miscellaneous expenses added up to exactly one million dollars. I laughed in anger. "One million dollars? Why don't you just rob a bank? Go and get Chad Surrey. I want to see how I ended up with such a heartless brother." She rolled her eyes. "Don't pretend if you can't afford it, thief. Is Mr. Surrey someone you can see whenever you want?" When my parents came to help me, I said, "Only one of us exists in this family. It's either me or her."

In the unforgiving world of the pack, she was the embodiment of weakness—an Omega, the lowest of the low. For as long as she could remember, she had borne the relentless torment of her fellow wolves, enduring cruelty, abuse, and unrelenting humiliation. But destiny had a cruel twist in store for her. When her mate was revealed to be none other than the Alpha's son, she dared to hope for a glimmer of respite. Yet, that hope was crushed when he, too, rejected her, spurning her as if she were beneath even his contempt. In the face of despair, she found the ember of resilience within her. With each torment endured, she grew stronger, drawing on a wellspring of inner power she never knew she possessed. Her journey, from the depths of despair to a position of newfound dominance, is a testament to the indomitable strength of the human (and wolf) spirit. This is a story of an Omega's unwavering determination, of how one wolf, against all odds, rises above rejection and abuse to become a force to be reckoned with. A tale of transformation, courage, and the fierce resilience of the heart.

"Have sex with me," Mustering all her courage, she said in a very desperate tone. It was not a request but it was more of a command. Emily Greyson, no boyfriend since birth, has never been dated, never been touched, and never been kissed. A certified virgin asking boldly to a superstar whom she held dearly in her heart. "You are not worthy of me!" Charles Adam exclaimed disgustingly. His cold eyes bore deeply into her. Despite his strong rejection, Emily held her chin high then her trembling hands started to undress herself in front of him. Emily was going to marry his brother but she didn’t love him. She would only do it for Charles because she loved him so much but he never loved her back. Charles had a woman he loved and he was going to marry her. Emily’s silk nightgown dropped on the floor leaving her body covered only with her white laced underwear. Charles’s cold eyes scanned her hourglass figure with flawless glossy skin. “Get out!” He roared. “No! I demand you to grant what I want! If you don’t agree then let’s forget the wedding!” Emily refuted. Suddenly, Charles walked forward exuding a very dangerous aura. Her body instantly shivered out of fear but she held her ground. “You are getting bolder, Emily. How dare you threaten me?” He suddenly scooped her like a bag of potatoes. When she thought, he was going to throw her outside, he tossed her to his bed.