Symbol Oya Goddess

Arwaa Dwyn Adair, a young girl who believed that she is cursed. She never wants to get close to people, because she's scared of being left behind after getting attached. Her parents died at the day of her 7th birthday. She was traumatized, and nothing can control her grief. She started excluding herself, hiding from everyone, being that mean girl so that no one would dare to go near her except for her brother. Years had passed and same thing happened to her brother. In the middle of the sea, she was stuck inside the sinking ship, no sight of escape, until darkness finally consumed her. Waking up after that tragedy, she was scared to take risk, she's still in doubt if she should go on or just give up already, but upon meeting Captain Fauve Maverick, she changed.

Have you ever thought what one's life would be if their fate wasn't decided by the moon goddess?. Everything would be very different, one would get the chance to decide what path to take and who to love. Sadly that wasn't the case for me. My fate was already sealed the day I was born a Werewolf. The fact that I was born an omega meant that I was below the high ups. My purpose was to serve and please them as they wanted. I was never to look them in the eye or answer them back unless ordered to. One of my duty was to spread my legs for the alpha and let him breed me as he saw fit, until I could produce him pups as many as he wanted. Only then would I be given the freedom I longed for. And that was an omega's fate in our pack.

(Book 1 of Her Wolves series)(Reverse Harem) (Spicy) (Can read as Stand Alone) Sometimes the goddess gets it wrong. Horribly wrong. Sometimes your mate was never supposed to even meet you, much less be with you for the rest of your life. This was the case with me. When I met my mate, I was a completely different person. Outspoken. Stubborn. Opinionated but most of all, I was free. I was also nineteen and an orphan. Several years have passed and he has completely broken me. Broken me down to my bones. Don't misunderstand, he had never been physically violent with me. But that didn't change a thing. Dress more modestly. Don't wear black. Bland sex and the likes. He was an Alpha, and I was his little kept wife. I was no longer worthy of even calling myself a Luna. All of that changed when I met them. *** "If we do this, there is no going back. We will own you in the most intimate ways." Ozias whispered, the ropes binding my body going taut as Maverick pulled them. I hid the quiver running down my exposed back. I kept my eyes locked with Ciaran, his eyes smoldering in the florescent lights. "Don't worry, baby girl. We will look after you very well." Dargan murmured behind me. I bit my lip, slightly tipping my head back. That deep voice vibrated through me. "Maverick, dim the lights. It is time to play." Ciaran ordered and I nodded towards him. Towards them. The four males that would bring me to my knees.

A Cinderella story with a difference. Wearing a mask allowed Ella to be herself for a change, attending the annual Blackwater Manor Masquerade Ball she meets a handsome masked man and like Cinderella, Ella runs before Masks are taken off at midnight. Little does she know the man she had just seduced was Prince Nickolas hiding away in this country estate. Nick is looking for his Cinderella.

The beach was crowded as it was summer and many families tend to camp and have fun during this period. A young tanned skinned girl of about eight years, sat on the sand a little bit far from her family. She had a darkblue hoodie on and a headphone over her head. Her beautiful grey eyes seem to shimmer as she stared with keen interest at the water, while humming a song softly and enjoying the quiet. However, her little peace and privacy was shortlived as a lad of about ten years old, endowed with curly jet-black hair, ran along. He stopped however, on seeing her. She turned to see the one invading her quiet only to see the boy staring at her. She looked at him without saying a word, holding his gaze. Time seemed to fly by as they both continued their staring match which was eventually interrupted, when another lad of same age as the boy came by. "Jordan! There you are. Come, Mom calls for you." The blonde haired lad said, looking at the girl briefly before dragging the other along who continued to stare at the girl from his shoulders until she was out of eyesight. "Hey Elle!" A little girl of same age as the grey eyed, called as she ran towards her. "Come see the sand castle that Rosalie and I built." "Jordan," the grey-eyed girl whispered.

"Will you let me love you, my scarlet wolf?" After fleeing her former marriage a bruised and battered woman, Scarlett's only desire is to keep her daughter safe. She plans to take them to a quiet place, as far from her abusive mate as she can get, but it doesn't take long for her to cross paths with Roman Collins, Alpha of the Ironclaw pack. A man who seems to despise her. Since nothing is binding them together she feels she will be free of him soon enough, but the moon goddess has other plans, and she'll find out that if she thought running from one Alpha mate was hard, running from another is even harder! To what lengths will Scarlett go to protect her child? What will she do when she realizes the bond she shares with this other male? And what will she do to the mate who beat her on a daily basis and has now sworn he will never stop until he gets her back? Roman never wears his emotions on his face, but the feelings he has for Scarlett are ones he cannot deny nor ignore. With both of them scarred from past experiences, will they be able to overcome their pain and be together, or will the mates and the past they run from catch up to them?

When Storm's whole family was murdered at a young age, she swore that she would avenge their deaths, every single one of the wolves involved, and see to it that they suffered as she did. In the years that follow, she transforms into an unstoppable hunter, with no one standing in her way until she finally finds one of the last on her list: the four pups. The Ridgewood boys are kings themselves, royals, and dangerous and they have mates. Storm's plan to infiltrate the boys, make them choose her, and make her their one and only mate starts to have cracks when she starts to find herself falling for the same men who watched her father being murdered and her life being torn apart. The boys are closer and closer to finding the real reason behind their strange connection and why it has intensified ever since the raven-haired wolf entered their life like a storm. Even after the deaths of their first chosen mates, the ones Storm killed to have the boys all to herself, they don't question the coincidences of events... until Storm starts to slip, her lies slipping out. Will the truth be so close that they will really find out who she is and why she is really in their lives? Will it be too late when storm realizes she can never destroy her lovers as they turn out to be her destined mates? Will true love prevail? **THE BOOK HAS GRAPHIC SEX SCENES, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR NOT INTO REVERSE HAREM** *i do not take full credit of the book cover as it's not originally mine

(Book 2 of THE ROYAL BRIDE) With the rebellion raised by Ren Lancaster in Frostville, Solterra's second prince, David, was put to endless sleep in the heart of the sacred mountain. King Arthur led his troops together with his two other sons when Ren Lancaster ambushed the kingdom's village. Ophelia wanted to fight with them but she was pregnant at the moment and her husband, Crown Prince Demitri, forbid her to go. King Arthur was killed, Martin was cursed, and Demitri was buried deep down the ground when the cave, where they fought, collapsed. Ophelia was devastated when she heard the news and planned for revenge. But before she could make a move, Ren attacked the palace, catching her off guard. The Queen died and so as Ophelia's unborn child. Ophelia fought with Ren and he was badly injured but managed to escape after he sealed Ophelia's dragon. Ophelia was left alone and decided to ascend to the throne and lead the kingdom with her new found allies—the two sons of the werewolf clan's alpha. On her coronation, she promised she'd achieved these three things no matter what: awaken the two princes and her dragon, resurrect Demitri, and kill Ren Lancaster.

Dimitri was Ayesha's greatest temptation, and she was more than ready to take a bite. Ayesha finds herself struck with an undeniable and growing attraction to one of the most famous men in her town, Dimitri Adams. Falling for a man like him spelled disaster for them both, but how long could she deny how her heart raced at the sound of his voice, and how she grew breathless whenever he was near her. She knew all the problems. She was young and he was older. He was wealthy and she was a nobody in the town. But even with the threat of her own secrets coming undone, she can't she resist going for the man that consumed her thoughts. Even if it meant setting both their worlds on fire.

Welcome to the next generation of The Royal Wolf Of Zidiah - The Next Generation is here! This book can be read as a standalone or as part of a series. Jai is the second son of Leander and Sara, who are featured in The Romerian Alphas Mate. When Jai meets Melinda, he must fight to prove he is everything she needs. Melinda has never known kindness from anyone other than her mother and baby sister. Born to a violent and abusive man who kidnapped her mother when she was but fifteen years old, Melinda knows nothing but pain and suffering. After finding the courage to free herself, her mother and her baby sister from a monster, is Melinda really free? Jai is everything Melinda's father is not, and with the manifestation of powers she didn't realise she possessed, will Melinda be able to take down the man who has haunted her dreams since babyhood? With Jai by her side, Melinda finds the strength to stand up to those who shun her, but will she escape a madman a second time? Or will Jai lose the mate he cannot live without? PLEASE BEAR IN MIND THAT THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN IN BRITISH ENGLISH, AND SOME WORDS, PHRASES, AND SAYINGS MAY DIFFER FROM OTHER FORMS OF ENGLISH, SUCH AS AMERICAN. ALSO, THE BRITISH TERM FOR A BABY WOLF IS CUB, NOT PUP. BOTH ARE CORRECT TERMS. HOWEVER, PUP IS SELDOM USED IN ENGLAND WHEN REFERRING TO WOLF CUBS. THANK YOU.