Novel & Cerita The Librarian Of Burned Books

My stepsister, Chloe, wanted to test the loyalty of my childhood sweetheart. So she drugged him with a lust potion. Then she threw him in my room. I couldn't watch him suffer. He was spiraling into a bloodlust. For a vampire, that's a death sentence. So I gave him the only cure. Myself. When Chloe found us, she fled in a jealous rage. She married a cursed, brutal king—the Lord of Eternal Night. And he killed her. Julian and I were blood-bound, but he began to hate me. He ignored me for a century. Then a rival clan ambushed us. He shielded me with his body. He burned to ash to save my life. Before he faded, he gave me one last look. "If I could do it all over again, Elena," he whispered, "I never would have needed saving." My world shattered. Darkness took me. I opened my eyes. I was back in Julian's room. On the night it all went wrong.

Luna Aria had everything she desired—power, respect and the love of her pack.Until the night her mate, Alpha Kael, was found murdered beside her, his heart ripped out of his chest and the mark of the moon’s curse burned into the skin. Framed for his murder, Aria is sentenced to death by the Council. After escaping with the help of her childhood friend—Elias, Aria becomes the most wanted wolf in Valoria. Hunter Dax Riven, the council’s cold and skilled tracker is sent on a mission to hunt her down and bring her back dead or alive.But Dax hides a secret—he is half-shadow wolf, cursed by the same prophecy Aria is accused of fulfilling. Upon finding her, he discovers that she is his fated mate. There, duty and desire clash in a brewing storm of betrayal and forbidden love. They both team up to find the truth about who was behind the murder of Kael and the meaning of this prophecy. But the truth is darker than any of them could have ever imagined. The real killer is somewhere out there and the prophecy’s “abomination” may already be growing inside her…

On Christmas, the company handed out bonus envelopes, and I drew a 24-hour overtime voucher. Meanwhile, the boss took the female workers and my wife to a yacht party to celebrate. So, I calmly lit the Christmas tree and burned the company down. In my previous life, I worked overtime until I was completely exhausted. With a sharp pain in my chest, I called the boss to ask for leave. His tone was cold. “Everyone accepted their Christmas gift. Only you didn’t. “Get lost, then. You’re fired. Just a nobody at the bottom of society, anyway!” Through the phone, I heard my wife’s heavy breathing, one wave after another. “Thomas, ever since I got married, I’ve never had a good life. Today is truly amazing!” “Hahaha, Samantha, you’re really pitiful, married to such a poor loser.” Mocking laughter filled my ears. Rage consumed me, and I died at my desk. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on Christmas Day.

He had lied to me sixty-six times, promising he would let go of his childhood sweetheart. But whenever she needed him, he still ran to her first. I lied to him only once. I slipped the Mate-Bond Dissolution Agreement into the ceremony documents and had him sign it. In my previous life, I stopped him from going to her one last time. Iris died under the claws of border rogues, and Damon hated me until his wolf soul shattered. This time, I chose to let him go. Today was the final day of the public notice period. With three hours left, I packed my bags and booked a private pack flight back to the border. With two hours left, I severed every moon-energy tie between us and burned our only photo. With one hour left, I left him a letter. “This is the tenth year I have loved you, and the first day I leave you.” Later, he chased me to the airport like a madman. But this time, I would not look back.

Under the Moon Goddess, I was once the happiest Luna of the Black Pack. Alpha Mike cherished me, cradled me in his palms, and bestowed upon me a name and glory. But on that day— I lay on the operating table as he slit open my abdomen himself, offering my liver to his white moonlight, Lina. My husband held Lina’s hand, whispering tenderly in her ear: "Don’t be afraid. Anna’s life is worthless—yours is the one that matters." As the anesthesia wore off, agony seared through me. The doctor gasped: "She’s in her differentiation phase! Forcing the surgery will cripple her for life!" Yet Mike didn’t even glance back, leaving with Lina in his arms: "Just an Omega. Saving you is her privilege." Later, I knelt before the witch Jery, trading all my memories for freedom. When Mike stormed into the shop, roaring at my amnesiac, bubble-blowing self— I shrank into the witch’s arms, trembling: "Sister… who is this madman?" His eyes burned crimson as he tore our contract to shreds.

Zara Taylor’s life crumbled when her father died, leaving her trapped in a loveless marriage with Ronnie Phillips, who only valued her business intellect. Betrayed by Ronnie’s affair with her stepsister, Zara fled the City, raising her IVF-conceived daughter, Hazel, alone. Years later, Matthew Russell, her first love and the IVF donor, reappears with a ruthless proposition: marry him to reclaim her father’s stolen shares. “Marry me, Zara. It’s the only way you get your father’s legacy back.” “I’d rather burn in hell,” she spat. “But you need me,” Matthew replied, his touch igniting desires she swore to bury. Their alliance uncovers mysteries and conspiracies rooted in her father's death, all pointing to Caleb Ross, the man who orchestrated it. But Matthew has secrets of his own, shadows Zara’s determined to drag into the light. Desire simmers between them, impossible to ignore. But will Zara surrender to the passion that’s always burned for him, or will betrayal consume them both?

Stay away from fire, they told her. Play with fire and you will get burned, they said. She was not scared of small fires. How much harm could it do to her? A little burn was like a slap on the wrist. She would cry a little then return back to her distraught life. What she failed to reprimand was that Carter was no ordinary fire but instead a whole Inferno. He could melt her and mold her into anything he desired, if she got too close. Alessandra is known as the abomination of her family since she is a wolf-less child born to a family of werewolves. She is looked down on by everyone but when her younger sister Ava started dating the Mysterious Alpha of their pack and her boss, an opportunity comes where she could rise from being a nobody to a somebody when she discovered that Alpha Carter is none other than her mate. Will he reject her or claim her to be his mate despite his family's protest against it? Read this amazingly new novel to find out.

I spent my whole life being Lucas DeLuca’s promised bride, his childhood shadow, the girl everyone believed would follow him anywhere. For twelve years, we planned the same future: the same family trial, the same city, the same fight to prove ourselves beyond our bloodlines. Then one night, Lucas changed his assignment to London for Vivian Castor and laughed that I would crawl after him before the seals closed. He was wrong. I stayed with the Rossi research program, burned the gift I had made for him, and chose the work I had bled for instead of the man who took my devotion for granted. Lucas thought my silence meant weakness. He thought my love made me easy to control. By the time he realized he was the one who couldn’t live without me, I was already gone. And I wasn’t about to run back into his arms. I was building my own kingdom.

They say Don Julian Marconi would burn the world for one tear of mine. Five years ago, at the Met Gala, he spent millions to hang emeralds around my neck and swore I was his Madonna. Five years later, beneath the velvet boxes of our anniversary, I found a lace strap soaked in sin—and a fresh, crimson smear on his collar that told me exactly whose bed he’d left. I smiled. I asked him to sign a blank sheet of paper. And that meant he was agreeing to whatever I wanted. He called it love. I called it the death warrant for his empire. In fifteen days, I finalized our divorce papers. I boarded the Stella d’Oro as Serena Cole and burned Celeste Marconi to ash on the deck. Then I vanished with his fortune, his power and the one secret that would destroy him. I was the saint he worshipped. Now I am the ghost who haunts him. No groveling. No forgiveness. No second chance. Just ashes.

All Brielle Taylor wanted was to deliver a late-night cake and keep her dying bakery afloat. What she got was public humiliation at the hands of Damian Sterling, New York’s most powerful billionaire and her worst nightmare. But one reckless night later, her life changes forever. She disappears. He forgets her. Or so she thought... Until he shows up weeks later, demanding answers. Demanding ownership. Now she’s pregnant. He’s offering a contract. Live in his mansion. Carry his child. Obey his rules. She should say no. But someone just burned her bakery to the ground... and Damian may be the only man powerful enough to protect her. Only, his reasons for keeping her close aren’t as noble as they seem. He doesn’t want her heart. Just the baby. But what happens when the coldest man on Wall Street falls for the woman he tried to tame?