Novel & Cerita The Delicate Sound Of Thunder

"You're a little rag doll, aren't you? You want to be tossed around, you want me to use you anyway I see fit. Because you know. . . you fucking know. . . " He thrusts so hard, pain stabs my stomach. "You're my favorite toy." **************************************************************************************** They say bad boys don't fall in love. It's even worse when said bad boy is the head of the LA mafia group. Ash Thunder is a debonair stud with multi billion dollars in his coffers from his many businesses. He's got his sights set on Alicia, a demure Latino with the face of an angel and the body of a stripper. At first, she's just someone to pass time with but he later finds he can't let go off her that easily. He's in pleasure land until someone's death drags him into the murky land of his past. He can't figure out what to do - if moving forward with Alicia will jeopardize hire safety. He tries, he really does try to protect her, but it comes at a steep cost. When someone takes up his identity and leaves a slew of dead bodies, he decides to fess up and find out, once and for all, who stands behind the mask. What he find isn't pretty. It could lead to Alicia’s death, or his. Probably both!

There is other life beyond earth. Jai was pushed into the river by his ex-girlfriend's boyfriend and thought that it was the time of his death. Miraculously, Jai survived, but he woke up in strange world with twin moons. At night, a spirit popped up in Jai’s dream and told him to kill White Dragon who was murdering people in the past. Not only that, Jai suddenly received the ability to control thunder. When Miria, the beauty girl from Letush who let him stayed in her house, suddenly became ill, Jai joined a tournament in Aeronvein Kingdom to win her cure. Can he win the tournament and get the medicine for her? How can Jai survive in his new world afterwards?

She was backed up against the tree and I took a branch, breaking it in half to reveal a sharp end, and going straight for his neck. It might not do much, or at least that's what I thought, but it should be enough to get him away from her.To my surprise, he plummeted to the floor. I looked at Illyria and walked towards her like a predator. With my bloodied hands, not sure if it was mine or his blood, I put them on Illyria's collarbone while dragging it up to her neck and ending up in her face, painting it just like the red rose in her hand, while she looked at me with panic in her eyes.“Don't fear me, little rose. I won't hurt you, but next time you decide to run away, make sure you do it without anyone noticing. I have eyes everywhere” I said in a low growl, that sounded even more dangerous than what I usually sound. ~~~~~~Illyria Abbot was meant to choose a husband on her 21st birthday. When her mansion is attacked by rebellious vampires, she barely escapes with her life. Lost in the woods she’s found by Kieran Moore, a brute vampire who will make her life hard while falling in love with her. But there are secrets who will keep testing them and their love. Will they be able to overcome it, or will it be their doom? Author’s Note: This story contains Latin Language. I am using a program that might not be accurate on the translation, so I apologize in advance if the translation is wrong. Thank you for reading this story and enjoy.

A young werewolf has been cast away by his peers because of his uniqueness. Kinsley has been unable to mindlink anybody within his pack, the Silver Pack. With this disability, he only hoped that one day, his own mate will accept him for how he was. While waiting for that fateful day, will Kinsley find solace in the eerie sound of silence?

The year Lawrence Scott and I were most in love, he died in a car accident. Everyone thought I would fall apart, but I did not cry, and I did not scream. Two years later, I ran into him at a private lounge: Lawrence was there, holding a young girl in his arms, kissing her passionately. His friends hurried over to explain: "Back then, Lawrence was badly injured in the crash and fell into a coma. He just woke up recently but lost his memory. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to worry." Lawrence pushed the girl aside, frowned slightly, and looked straight at me. "So you're the fiancée I supposedly forgot? I don't remember you, but since you never gave up on me, I'll honor my promise to marry you." I smiled faintly and said, "They lied to you. We don't know each other." What Lawrence did not know was that on the day he faked his death, I received a video. In it, he was laughing and saying to his friends, "The thought of spending the rest of my life with only Yoana drives me crazy. I'll fake my death, take a few years off to have fun. Just keep her company so she doesn't do anything stupid." He also did not know that during those two years he was 'dead,' I had found someone else.

It is said that before anything good happens, everything falls out of place. Erica Wright was forced into a mental institution by her step sister. She suffered endless abuse and torture before suffering a miserable death. Reborn into a new life, she vouched to take revenge. Erica's new life took a drastic turn, starting from her change in personality, going from weak to strong, taking revenge step by step. To outsiders, she was a crazy woman but to a certain CEO she was weak, soft, timid and helpless. One day, Erica’s scandal broke out: A certain CEO's wife had beaten up 5 men in the dead of night. The CEO closed a document, raised his eyes and asked with a smile “Wife, does your hands hurt?” Erica:“....”

No one has seen his face but everyone has heard about him. Where ever his name is called, the result is absolute and complete destruction. He is known to wipe out an entire pack in just few minutes, and never ever has been there a survivor to tell what exactly happened there. Sone say he attacks Alpha's, others say he targets rogues. But no one knows who will be his next target. They say sky gets covered by dark clouds before he arrives and thunder strikes the ground he stands. The werewolf council declared him the most wanted wolf in the entire werewolf world with the order of kill in sight. If only they could get him in sight. With sight of an eagle, speed of lightning and roar of thunder. He was the most powerful wolf ever known to exist. He was the thunder wolf. Or should I say she?

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess, was bowed down in fear. The eyes which always saw love and care were forced to see blood and tears. The lips which were always smiling were quivering with horror and nightmare. The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care, were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear. With time all wounds disappeared but their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance for those who brought her here. The royal blood running in her veins will not let her stop till she has punished all those who played unfair. The girl was Ezra Grey Allistair and she was going to be everyone's worst nightmare. With eyes as blue as thunder and hair as dark as night. She was the resurrection of the strongest known wolf to exist. She was the thunder wolf. *Could be read stand alone.

A group of archeologists discovered the well preserved body of a man deep within the vast rainforests of West Africa. Taken away to a secret location to be experimented on, not knowing that he was a slumbering ancient deity, and when he awakens, he brings with him the consequences of their actions.

Buried in silence for centuries, Theron was meant to be forgotten—locked away as penance, left to starve until even memory surrendered. But when Nyssa tears open his tomb, she does more than wake an ancient hunger. She binds herself to the very ruin she thought she could resist. His blood vow is simple: protect her, claim her, keep her. But Theron’s protection is as dangerous as it is consuming, and every moment in his shadow tangles Nyssa deeper in a bond that demands surrender. She feels his hunger in her veins, his voice in her thoughts, his vow echoing sharper than any chain. And behind every promise is a reminder: Theron is not tamed. He is a killer, as merciless as the centuries that shaped him—and loving him means loving the ruin he brings. Torn between terror and desire, between the fragile life she knows and the eternity Theron offers, Nyssa must decide if she is strong enough to embrace the darkness she freed—or if his devotion will destroy them both. Because forever with a monster is not a promise of peace. It is a promise of hunger, obsession, and the kind of love that cuts as deep as it heals. A dark paranormal romance about hunger, obsession, and the thin line between protection and possession, The Sound of Ruin is for readers who like their monsters unrepentant, their heroines defiant, and their tension sharp enough to bleed. Expect enemies that burn into lovers, blood-soaked vows that refuse to break, and a gothic fantasy world where survival demands surrender and love is the most dangerous risk of all.