The More

She belongs to me...she doesn't know it yet. Nikolai When people gaze into my eyes they learn instantly that they'll find more sympathy looking into a cobra's eyes. I'm ruthless and heartless, and I have the Midas touch. Everything I touch turns to gold. There is not one thing I wanted that I have not ultimately conquered and made mine. Now I want her. There's one problem though. She hates my fucking guts. But I'm licking my lips. I know how to fix that. I'll make her submit, then I'll take her, over and over until she's in no doubt who she belongs too. Star It isn't meant to be anything more than a contract I have to fulfill. One month and it will be over. I'll get through this, then I can go back and pick up the pieces of my life. When I meet the Russian, the owner of the contract, any worries that I need to harden my heart and keep my emotions locked up, disappear. This man makes it easy to hate him. He is the most arrogant, cold-hearted brute I've ever met. I hate him... Well I do...until the unthinkable happens.

Larissa Walker is one to never want more in the small town. She could have gone away but instead became a doctor in her hometown. When an old teacher asks her for a favor to help with her classes at the high school Larissa agrees. She finds out more than she bargained for when an accident happened an people went missing. The teachers at the school have a secret. Larissa is drawn in to protect herself and a friend as well.

A young, beautiful she-wolf moves into the house opposite mine. She always strikes up conversations with me, her tone filled with enthusiasm. "You and Mr. Howl have such a great relationship. Even after seven years of marriage, he still kisses you goodbye when he leaves. It’s so sweet." She blinks playfully before continuing, "I have a friend who constantly complains about his mate. He says every time he kisses her, it feels like he's kissing a fat pig. Her scent disgusts him, and he can't even get hard when she's around. "And at night… just the sight of her belly rolls and sagging skin makes him want to throw up." I don’t particularly like this she-wolf, but I still offer her a polite smile. That night, however, when my mate kisses me, he suddenly freezes—then pushes me away and runs to the bathroom to vomit.

The Alpha is looking for his mate. Every she-wolf across the pack-lands are invited for a chance to catch the Alpha's eye. Nobody expected shy, loner Maya Ronalds to be the one to turn the Alpha's head especially her ever-cynical step-sister, Morgan Pierce. Maya has always been jealous of Morgan. She's wittier, stronger and more gorgeous than any she-wolf in the pack, but what would Maya do when a turn of events reveals Morgan as the Alpha's true mate instead of her. What is a girl to do then... Unless ruin her life is in the cards, that is exactly what Maya intends to do. A Cinderella Retelling.

When my son was born, I noticed a small, round birthmark on his arm. But the weird thing? By the time I opened my eyes again after giving birth, it was gone. I figured maybe I'd imagined it. That is, until the baby shower. My brother-in-law's son, born the same day as mine, had the exact same birthmark. Clear as day. That's when it hit me. I didn't say a word, though. Not then. I waited. Eighteen years later, at my son's college acceptance party, my brother-in-law stood up and dropped the truth bomb: the "amazing" kid I'd raised was theirs. I just smiled and invited him and his wife to take their "rightful" seats at the table.

Snow was determined to break the mould. She was going to be the first woman in her long family line not to join The Academy and become a Vampire Hunter. She was set on this ever since she could speak. But when her mother is killed by a Vampire when Snow is only 12 years old, everything changes. Snow is renowned in the Hunting world,. She's only 28 years old and her kill count is one of the highest they have ever seen. Little do they know the only kill count they have access to is the contracted kill counts that are recorded. She's almost double that number of un-contracted kills. Revenge is the only thing she ever thinks about, and who can blame her? Her next kill is Damien… Mr. Edge Enterprises. He's a high priority kill with a 3 million dollar payout. Something is different about him though, something Snow can't quite place. Killing him would prove to be a lot more difficult than she expected. There is much she doesn't know when it comes to Damien… And even more that he isn't telling her. To make things worse, she finds out that The Academy is harboring a multitude of secrets… Snow has to make an inherently difficult choice. Will she choose the man she barely knows, and is supposed to have already killed? Or will she choose The Academy? The place who took her in after her moms death, and taught her everything she's ever known? Follow us as we traverse the mind of a woman scorned. Who's hellbent on revenge while she tries to justify the feelings she shouldn't have, for the man who she should have already killed. Rating 18+ for language, violence, and graphic sexual content.

Cora was only 10 when she realized that she had an unusual ability and that was to see ghosts. Now living on her own and battling school and her only job, she is forced into a world other than her own. Jem the spirit that resides in her apartment after a terrible accident, explains that she is more than thought. Jem was a spirit that wasn't meant to be where he was. A fire broke out in the place that he was, now occupied by a woman named Cora. He sensed that she was different, that she was destined for more than just work and school, and wanted to help her discover who she really was but in his current condition with him being a walking spirit, he could only do so much.

"What!" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep rude voice. "You hit me, which caused my coffee to spill all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it," He speaks like he has done nothing wrong "You are supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone "And why should I." "Because that is what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve sorry from me." "Wow, really, and why is that." "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it." "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say getting angry with his insults "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer to me. I don't say anything, but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I even expected him to say anything better. It is Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a story about two people who knew how to express the word hate more than anything else to one another. Ethan hates Adina more than anything in the world and would give anything to see her perish into thin air. While on the other hand Adina could careless about Ethan other than the fact that she won't let him walk all over her with his arrogant character. What happens when a big incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for the each other. Read to find out how the person you hate the most is the one person you can love the most.

The witch Gwanhoya is killed by the Chief of Domboguru in the early 1800s for terrorizing the people of the chiefdom. Centuries have passed and the legend of the witch (Gwanhoya) had fallen into a myth and only a few seem to remember the stories. Mukura who has not always got along with her family, discovers her magical abilities and desides to hide them from her family and upon discovering her ancestor, she decides to do a lot more digging into it and discovers she is the descendant of a powerful witch that existed in the 1800s in translated texts. She is directed to the point where Gwanhoya was killed by the spirit of Gwanhoya and heads straight to that point she was directed and resurrects Gwanhoya being guided step by step by her ancestor’s spirit. Upon resurrection, Gwanhoya immediately begins preparations to kill the descendants of her enemies and then finish her conquest to rule over everything. And while doing so kills a lot of people who defied her. Mukura, although she wanted to learn more about her ancestry and about her magical abilities, she turns against Gwanhoya who is on a killing spree and while in hiding discovers that it is her destiny alongside Gurudza her ex-boyfriend, who is also the descendant of chief Chikanda to defeat Gwanhoya. On their first attempt to battle Gwanhoya the two are defeated with ease with Mukura almost losing her life during the battle and is saved by the deity Wezhira. Who gives them a divination on the history between their ancestors and what she is doing and the possible outcome if they fail to stop her with details on the abilities they possess. The two(Gurudza and Mukura) work together in the fight against Gwanhoya and finally defeat her.

My eighteenth birthday wasn’t just a milestone; it was supposed to be my rescue. For twelve years, I’ve been the Crescent Pack’s shadow, an orphan with no siblings to lean on and no parents to shield me. I had survived on the hope that the Moon Goddess would finally give me a place to belong, a soul specifically chosen to keep me company. I waited for a spark. Instead, I got a wildfire that consumed me. Being mated to Kai was the ultimate prize for every Beta in the territory, a dream they whispered about in the training rings. But the Goddess has a twisted sense of humor. She granted a wish neither of us wanted, and before the bond could even settle, Kai tore it apart. The rejection didn't just break my heart, it shattered something deep in my marrow. The physical agony was a dull throb compared to the humiliation, the sneers of the pack, the laughter of the elite, and the sight of my destined partner looking at me with nothing but disgust. In their eyes, I was a broken girl who should have chosen death over the shame of being rejected. They think the story ends with me crawling into a corner to wither away. What they don't know is that the blood of the weak can hold the oldest secrets. Deep beneath the surface, runes more ancient than the Alpha’s lineage are beginning to glow, pulsing with a power strong enough to destroy the chaos they’ve sown. My power isn't just waking up, it’s starving. And this time, it’s demanding far more than a simple apology. It’s demanding a reckoning.