The Curse Of The Werewolf

"Kali, what have you seen?" The other warriors crowded around Kali and I. They were craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the captive. They had never seen such a being before. "Destruction looms over us all! He must be killed. The warrior must be killed." Kali rushed to get the blade but I grabbed her arm and stopped her. "No. In as much as we are a warrior tribe of women. We are not savages. We must investigate this." "Suprema Sequoia, please you must listen to me. No good can come out of this. Men can never be trusted. Their hearts are full of darkness and evil. They poison and corrupt the ways of nature. He must die!!!" I was confused. I could only grasp one strange word from all Kali had said. "Men? What do you mean by men?..." In a tribe of alpha female wolves born from the mystical waters of the Lunaria, Sequoia is born the Suprema of the pack, Mystic Shadow. All is well until they are attacked by male warriors. Sequoia is immediately curious of the new gender she and her other warriors have never seen and she is taken on an enlightening journey of love with their attackers Alpha. All soon falls to pieces with jealousy, greed and betrayal and Sequoia is now forced to make the choice between her new found love and the safety and continued existence of her pack.

The perpetually 17-year-old Rose Cristian has resurrected. Again. She has to. Otherwise, the evil witch Joanna would succeed in ending the world. Rose isn't worried, though, she has vanquished the enemy several times before and will do so again. Only this time, Joanna's become more powerful and it might be Rose's first loss in their 500-year-old war. That is unless Rose gains access to an ancient curse that's fatal to the witch. The catch? She has to marry the mysterious and brooding Jericho in order to activate the curse. Despite an obvious physical attraction, Rose just can't seem to like her husband and he seems to feel the same. So it's always sarcasm and fistfights whenever they're together. Add into the mix her newfound warrior team: the morose werewolf Ty and the clumsy wizard Trick. Will Rose succeed in her task this century or will she finally breathe her last?

'Napoleon of Crime' yang disandang oleh Profesor Moriarty layaknya harus segera beliau lepaskan dan menyematkannya pada seorang gadis yang hidup 2800 tahun kemudian. Lumiere Crowe Wysteria. Secara ajaib ia terlahir dengan otak kelewat genius bagi para perempuan dan laki-laki. Sayangnya, Lumiere lahir di era yang salah. Yaitu era di mana semuanya kembali ke Zaman Victoria karena semua teknologi modern dan juga tempat tinggal hancur akibat dari perang dunia ketiga yang terjadi pada tahun 2390. Perang yang mengikut sertakan senjata nuklir yang mengakibatkan separuh dari peradaban di dunia ini hancur. Inggris sebagai negeri pemenang mendapatkan hak memerintah global dan mulai menerapkan kembali sistem yang pernah dipakai pada Era Victoria. Dan hal tersebut membuat Lumiere muak dan akhirnya merencanakan untuk menghancurkan sistem kasta sosial tersebut. Cover by AnsGraphic.

The plan was simple, to finally achieve a treaty between two supernatural communities—the werewolves and the witches. They intend to do this by marriage. The son of the alpha, Lukov and the dysfunctional daughter of the head of the witches coven, Shivani will get married. But Shivani was cut out for something more than just being a way to end an age long war between the werewolves and the witches and she must find out what it is before it’s too late.

Chase Dawson and Ezaiyah Collins were born separately; yet are seemed to be fighting both uneasy battles. Chase Dawson— a man in his mid-twenties, an intelligent architect, but is grumpy and has a heart as cold as a stone in the middle of an icy cave. He's considering himself as 'cursed', cause who the hell would think that he's not? Knowing that he lost the woman he loved the most— not once, but thrice. And all of them suffered unexpected death. Ezaiyah Collins— a model in her early twenties, an orphan, mistreated by her stepmom and rejected multiple times by the man she loves the most. But what will happen if they are suddenly trapped on an isolated island, forced to live under the same roof? Is there a chance for them to change each other's point of view in life? Would they fall in love? Or they'll just let their time together pass and would just end their somewhat 'connection' still being each other's worst enemy?

Laila thought she found her perfect mate in Damien but he turned out to be mean and cruel, hurting her every day and calling her broken because she couldn't turn into a wolf yet.  When Damien throws her away in front of everyone, calling her a disgusting half-human, the scary but powerful Alpha Kieran saves her. Kieran takes Laila to his pack, but he has secrets too. He only chose her to get revenge on Damien.  As Laila grows stronger and discovers amazing magical powers she never knew she had, she also discovers that everyone has been lying to her about everything - including who really killed Kieran's first mate. Can Laila learn to trust again? Can she become the powerful woman she was meant to be?  And when she finds out that Kieran used her for revenge, will their growing love survive the truth?  Will she be able to navigate in between the discovery that she's much more powerful than anyone's ever imagined and the two men who will fight for her heart?

"I can't do this no more. I'm leaving you, Rupert Peter Myrie," Tasha said, her heart thudding in her chest. He turned, locking his eyes with hers, but she didn't flinch. Rupert snorted softly, his footsteps slow and deliberate as he approached, each breath husky, each movement heavy until he stood just an inch away. "Tee, you must be really angry for you to be calling me by my full name." "Stick to the point," she said, turning her face from his intimidating gaze. "I want to end things with you." Her voice trembled, but she forced the words out. He closed the space between them. "You want to end things with me?" His voice dropped. "Who teaching you this 'strong woman' crap?" He wrapped his arms around her, gently rocking her and pulling her to his chest. "The only way I'll ever let you leave me... is in a body bag." ****** After escaping a toxic relationship and years of being controlled, Tasha Mackenzie finds herself under the protection of Joseph Grind, America's most feared Mafia boss. He’s cold-blooded. Untouchable. And hiding a secret darker than his empire: he's also the Alpha of the Stinging Vipers werewolf pack. As Tasha is pulled into his dangerous world, she learns the man protecting her has a fiancée he claims is just a business deal. But how can she trust a man feared by an entire country, let alone love him? Can Tasha survive the war between her heart and his secrets... or will loving a monster destroy her for good?

The night my husband, William Costello, was assassinated by his enemies was supposed to be a celebration—our wedding anniversary. I was dressed in his favorite red dress, waiting for him, when the phone rang. "Mr. Costello was shot at the harbor. The bullet went through the back of his head. He died on the spot." I collapsed to the floor. I clung to his belongings, mourning for a week straight. We even lost our unborn child during this time. Everyone said William and I were true love. Even the Don himself came to the funeral, resting a heavy hand on my shoulder with a sigh. He said, "All of Blackhaven knows you were the only woman he ever loved." Grief nearly destroyed me. I stood at the river's edge, ready to follow William into the afterlife. However, I overheard my sister-in-law, Emily Hawkins, leaning into my brother-in-law, Jones Costello, her voice dripping with a twisted affection. She purred, "William, I love you so much. Between Nina and me, who do you think is sexier?" "Of course it's you, babe!" came the husky reply. I stood frozen, my eyes wide and my body trembling. Why was Emily calling my brother-in-law by my husband's name?

Half a year after our divorce, my ex-husband became a trending topic online. His current wife, who had just given birth, jumped off a building. When she jumped, she was clutching a printed, 98-page copy of the "Cloves Family Code of Conduct." The reason for her suicide? She couldn’t buy discounted groceries online. A reporter came to interview me and asked, "Excuse me, were you also given the same family rules?"

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.