Super Sentai Train Mga Nobela at Kwento

Revenge. Sweeter than a kiss laced with honey. Hotter than the deepest depths of hell. And, it hits harder than a f*cking train… I want all of it. I need it more than the air filtering through my lungs. And the constant, unsteady but racy beat of my heart when I’m around them. Darius. Jace. Hunter. It took them five minutes to destroy my life. Faster than it took the eighteen years of my existence for my father–the alpha of the Black Syndicate–to ruin me. I was neglected. Abandoned. Rejected. Pushed around and outcasted by my pack. Now I have to prove myself so my father’s gang won’t kill me. All because of them and by the hands of my father. Want to know the worst part? They are working together. What they don’t know is, once I get released from the juvenile detention center for werewolves I was sent to because of them–I will tear them to shreds. One by one. I, Elise Cartwright, will get my revenge. NOTE: This is an enemies to lovers dark/mafia/werewolf romance where the girl will end up with multiple love interests. (Reverse Harem)

Oliver Steward After struggling to come to terms with losing my cousin to another pack and the strain everything has brought on my family, I decided to focus on becoming a better Alpha than my father. Training every day and night to improve, working on all my skills so I can help my pack. Truths are revealed as I find out why my Beta was banished and what is happening to my pack members. In doing so, I form an unlikely friendship with an enemy. Amongst all the chaos, will a small ray of hope be found by finding one person who I was made for by the goddess herself? Sophia Whitlock My mother is a witch from a long line of witches, and my father is an Alpha wolf. I may as well be a human as I inherited nothing from either of them, unlike my sister, who is an Alpha. I train every day to be better for her and our small pack. I swear we will never again experience what happened three years ago. Alpha heir Oliver Steward walks into our little bit of paradise, and my world is completely turned outside down. The Alpha Series: 1. Alpha Zander (Completed) 2. Alpha Oliver (Ongoing)

My CEO wife insists on taking a young, fresh intern under her wing. She wants to train him personally. She says to me, "Don't overthink this. I just value his potential." She's always been stern and stoic, but she starts dressing in pink and pulling her hair back in high ponytails. On our third wedding anniversary, she and the intern even willfully disappear for 48 hours. When others are searching for her like mad, she shares photos of her riding a carousel and holding cotton candy. She captions them, "I found the purest of joys in the most joyful of places—all because of you!" Our company loses a huge project because of this, and I lose my wife. I slip a divorce agreement between the pages of the intern's application to become a permanent staff member. My wife signs it without even looking and says, "Knowing what Elliot can do, he's more than capable of carrying out the role of a vice president." I calmly hand her my resignation. "You're right. That's why I'll make way for him."

My son spiked a sudden high fever, scorching like a flame under my touch. I frantically dialed 911 for help, but the dispatcher on the line kept repeating questions, dragging it out. By the time the ambulance siren finally wailed in the distance, my son had already grown cold and still in my arms. Less than a year later, my husband and I split up amid endless grief and finger-pointing. I dragged on like an empty shell until one day I got an e-invite to his wedding. The moment I clicked the voice message, my blood ran cold. The bride's voice echoed exactly like that sluggish dispatcher from back then. In a breakdown, I bolted out of the house and got caught in the path of a speeding subway train, plunging me into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, my son's cries pierced the air from the next room, his forehead blazing hot against my palm. My husband thrust the phone toward me. "Quick, call 911! I'll grab a cold compress." My hands trembled as I dialed, and a chillingly familiar voice answered, "Hello, 911 emergency services."

My boyfriend, Allen, is a fitness coach who is cheerful, handsome, and has eight-pack abs. After getting together with me, he transferred all his female students to other colleagues and would send me daily check-in photos. In anticipation of becoming his fiancee, I happily prepared for our engagement ceremony. However, two weeks before the ceremony, I discovered a bright red lipstick mark on Allen’s workout pants. I quickly pulled up the check-in photo he had sent me that day. Through the reflection on a dumbbell, I saw a woman standing next to Allen—her lips painted in the exact same lipstick color. Most of the previous photos had flaws, but I had trusted Allen too much to notice them. Looking at his message under the photo, I let out a cold laugh. "Baby, I have to work overtime today to train a male student." He actually dared to deceive me. Just then, my phone rang. It was the wedding planning company confirming the engagement ceremony setup. I quickly responded with a confirmation. The ceremony would proceed as planned—except I had a special surprise prepared for Allen, one he would never forget.

Revenge. Sweeter than a kiss laced with honey. Hotter than the deepest depths of hell. And, it hits harder than a f*cking train… I want all of it. I need it more than the air filtering through my lungs. And the constant, unsteady but racy beat of my heart when I’m around them. Darius. Jace. Hunter. It took them five minutes to destroy my life. Faster than it took the eighteen years of my existence for my father–the alpha of the Black Syndicate–to ruin me. I was neglected. Abandoned. Rejected. Pushed around and outcasted by my pack. Now I have to prove myself so my father’s gang won’t kill me. All because of them and by the hands of my father. Want to know the worst part? They are working together. What they don’t know is, once I get released from the juvenile detention center for werewolves I was sent to because of them–I will tear them to shreds. One by one. I, Elise Cartwright, will get my revenge. NOTE: This is an enemies to lovers dark/mafia/werewolf romance where the girl will end up with multiple love interests. (Reverse Harem)

"Do you think I would accept a human like you to be my Luna? I, Alder Romero, reject you, Adella Gomez, as my mate and the Moon Goddess witnesses it." Rejected by her fated mate, the future Alpha who saw her as weak and worthless, Adella Gomez was already broken. Then came the shattering truth: the family she loved wasn't hers she was adopted, believed to be human in a world of werewolves. With nothing left, she jumped from a cliff to end the pain. But she didn't die. Adella awoke as the long-lost Lycan princess, daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. Her royal blood saved her, and now she must transform, train, and claim her throne under the watchful eye of the commanding Sigil, who feels an unexpected pull toward her. Yet danger lurks: a treacherous uncle, a jealous stepbrother, and an ambitious rival plotting to steal her birthright. Back in her old pack, newly crowned Alpha Alder hides his guilt over the girl he discarded until rumors of her survival reach him. The weak human he rejected is gone. In her place rises a powerful Lycan heiress ready to reclaim everything... including revenge. A story of betrayal, hidden royalty, second chances, and unbreakable power.

Seven Individuals from across the world, receive a mysterious envelope, containing a letter that invites them to attend a prestigious academy and train as warriors to defend against great evil... Well, It's almost a typical 'Save the World' story. #IntelligentMaleLead #BisexualCharacters #NonBinaryCharacters #ExplicitContent #MatureContent #Adventure #SchoolLife #SliceofLife #PansexualCharacters #StraightRelationships #gayLesbianRelationships #Romance #Comedy #Thriller #R-18AndAbove * Rinzen had spent almost all of his teen years feeling vaguely uncomfortable in his own skin. He mostly knew he was awesome, okay; it was just that he was also acutely aware of his flaws. Or at least the things other kids counted as flaws. His intensity for one thing, which often made other kids he was getting friendly with 'back off'. His True-blue loyalty had always been an understatement for other teenagers who just weren't prepared to handle that kind of fidelity. The babbling thing annoyed most people—actually all people—on the days when he couldn't focus, and on the other days when his attention was sharp as a razor but limited in scope they resented his stillness and silence. Balance, was hard for him, and he had struggled for years to find that line. Now he was supposed to be some kind of hero? What in the name of Hell?!

Everything starts when Kenzo met a girl at the train station. He is a University student, studying arts. He does know nothing about love, all he does is studying then hangout with friends, his life became more complicated when he starts dating. Then there is Eliza she went to a different university and is taking a course for dress making. Kenzo fell in love at first sight when he saw her standing near the window while reading a book. But he doesn't know that Eliza knows him already. She was acting normal towards him. Until one day, Kenzo started dating her, everything goes normal as it is. They enjoy each other's company. As the time went by he noticed that Eliza is changing and was not able to remember all things they have done together for a month. He started going insane when he found out that the time and date where Eliza live is different from his. She is living on a different world where her time moves backwards. His life became more and more complicated. Unable to understand everything of what is happening around him. Little did he know that Eliza's time is limited and that she will be gone and won't see him again. Will there be any chance that destiny will change and that their paths will meet again?

On one mid-autumn day, my national classified mission finally came to an end. I dug out the phone I hadn't touched for four years, planning to call my wife, Nora Christie, and tell her that I'd be coming home. But the moment my phone screen lit up, I saw a public court notice declaring me… dead. I froze. Then, I looked closer. The person who had filed the petition to have me legally declared dead was Nora. Frowning with confusion, I dialed her number. With a soft chuckle, she brushed it off, saying that it must have been a clerical error by some court intern. Then, she asked when I would be coming home. Just when I was about to answer, I heard a soft, restrained moan from Nora. "Ah, don't touch me there…" Realizing something wasn't right, I told her that I would be back in a few more years before hanging up. Then, I grabbed the medal I had earned from four years of service to my country, and took the next train home. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I arrived. Right outside my front door, Nora was holding a wedding ceremony. The groom was Henry Crowley, the poor student I had sponsored!