The Reincarnation Of Warrior

"Run, Eliana!" Her mother's voice, filled with pain, echoed in her mind. "Run, don't look back!" She screamed. The child scrambled off the oak tree with tears almost blinding her; she made a run for it. The white-haired woman with icy silver eyes wielding a flaming sword appeared in the ruin. Eliana Paw the long forgotten Alpha of Shadow Pack returns to exact revenge on those who had betrayed, Rejected and broken her. Will she succeed or would she be consumed by the flame of revenge? What would she do when the moon goddess gives her a chance to love again? Delve in to find out!!!

The company had just taken off when a project my wife, Lenora Peterson, was in charge of ran into trouble. To ease her mind during her pregnancy, I went overseas in her stead, spending ten perilous years abroad before finally returning home, barely alive. Instead of the joyful reunion I had imagined, she greeted me with cold detachment and thinly veiled disgust. "Why are you back?" Lenora asked. "Today is Nathan’s housewarming party," she added. "Let’s head there first—we’ll talk later." We rode in silence the entire way. When we arrived, a ten-year-old girl came dashing over and clung to Lenora affectionately. “Mommy, why did you take so long? Daddy’s been waiting for you forever!” Daddy? My eyes burned with rage—until I saw my old friend Nathan Grant stepping out to greet us with a smile. "Lily, come to Daddy. Mommy’s tired—don’t bother her now." When I met Lenora’s eyes, the guilt I saw there told me everything I needed to know. I turned away and texted my assistant, Morgan Williamson, to begin acquiring the company that, by right, had always belonged to me. He soon reported back. "Mr. Brooke, the acquisition process will be completed in three days."

My in-laws-to-be are poisoned, but my fiancé insists on going fishing with his true love. I don't stop him. In fact, I lend him my car. In my past life, he chose to take his parents to the hospital after I stopped him. However, his true love died at sea and ended up being eaten by the sharks. My fiancé was normal after her death. However, when we were on our honeymoon, he stabbed me and pushed me into the ocean. "It's all your fault, Fiona! I failed to save Lauren because of you! Now that she's dead, you don't deserve to live, either!" The scent of my blood attracted the sharks. They ripped me to pieces before I could drown. When I open my eyes again, I find my in-laws-to-be lying in their bed. My fiancé runs off to save his true love. Ultimately, he still regrets his actions.

The shadow’s have secrets. They see everything, and for a special few individuals they actually can hear the shadows whisper. But for a teenager named Cassia and here 5 year old sister Lillyanna the shadows hold secrets to their lost past and what happened to their village and the Kingdom of Archon. Follow the 2 on their journey through the wilds with a talented rag tag group of misfits. All the while being chased by Vampires, Werewolves, and Farrell Humans.

“I am without a head, but I have a crown. I am without a mouth, but I can make a sound. I have no hands, but I strike fear. I have no heart, but I am here. What am I?” ******** In the Silvermoon kingdom, a young beta named Alina Starfall is outcast and accused of witchcraft because of her strange ability to communicate with spirits. She is hated by the people of the kingdom for the actions of her brother, Faris, who killed their pack leader, Alpha Matthias Stormgaze. In the midst of trying to clear her name and make peace with Aleksander Stormgaze, the son of the slain Alpha Matthias, the mystery of the true killer deepened and new secrets come to light. Alina and Aleksander have to navigate not only their feelings for each other, but also their desire to find justice for the slain leader. They soon discover that the truth is more complicated than they have ever imagined, and they would have to make difficult choices to ensure the safety of the pack and the kingdom.

Late at night, when I think I'm alone, I feel his breath on the side of my face, and I know--he's watching me. Ever since I moved into this ancient mansion to take care of my sick aunt, I've been experiencing strange things. When I discover she has a boarder, a mysterious, sexy artist who lives on the third floor, I think some of that is explained. The bumps in the night. The whispers from the shadows. But once Dalton and I are properly introduced, the strange occurrences don't stop. If anything, they are amplified. When I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. It's his hands I feel. It's his lips I taste. The more I get to know him, the more I realize I don't know him at all. Dalton's not the kind of man that buys a woman flowers and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. No, he's the kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. Cold. Dangerous. Complex. And now that he wants me, I learn he is more than that. Possessive. Controlling. Diabolical. I should leave this place before it's too late, but I know I can't. Whatever it is that's sunk it's fangs into him, it has me, too. He has me, too. For better or worse. 'Til death... Whispers of the Devil is a dark romance which some readers may find disturbing. Proceed with caution.

They both hated cheaters. Forced into a loveless marriage, Rome De Herrera and Alora Escarra signed an agreement to have a divorce once either of them cheat without the knowledge of their parents. As love quietly bloomed between them, one devastating misunderstanding shattered it all. He made her leave and she left broken without knowing that she’s pregnant with their child. Will she come back and reveal the fruit of their love? Perhaps, will he take her back for love or just for responsibility?

"Salamat at dumating ka sa buhay ko. Ikaw lang ang babaeng minahal ko ng ganito. Mahal na mahal kita at gusto kitang maging masaya, kaya ipapangako ko na isa sa mga araw na ito, makakakita ka na ulit."

In the third year of our marriage, my husband's first love got a divorce. He gave her the forty-five thousand dollars we had saved for a house because she was left with nothing and struggling to make ends meet. I urged him to ask for the money back, but he pointed at my face and angrily shouted, "You used to be so gentle and virtuous—what happened? Why are you so selfish, so shallow now?" "Is forty-five thousand dollars really worth you making a fuss over?" "Chloe is starting over with nothing, raising a child on her own. Don't you feel any sympathy for her?" Fine. He was noble, he was merciful. I did not argue further, because the one who needed money for cancer treatment was him, not me.

"You don't belong in this world of mine," Liam whispered, his lips inches from mine. "But I'm selfish, and I can't let you go." "I want to stay," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I'm falling for you too, Liam." - I should be sneering, laughing even. How blind could he be? Liam Sterling—the killer, master manipulator, the ruthless, untouchable king of New York’s underworld—brought to his knees by the one woman sworn to tear him apart. For years, revenge was all I had. Liam destroyed my family, tore my life apart, leaving me with nothing but rage. I rebuilt myself piece by piece, every step driven by the thought of making him pay. But then... I got close to him. Close enough to touch. His touch is fire, burning through every wall I’ve built. Each kiss, every stolen moment, weakens my defenses, awakening a need that terrifies me. How can I want him like this? Crave him, when every scar I carry is a reminder of all he’s taken? I should hate him. I should destroy him. But when he looks at me, when he holds me like I’m something he needs to protect, I’m lost. And as I watch him break, all I feel is a strange, hollow ache where satisfaction should be. How can I keep fighting him, when I’m already falling, already broken, for the man I was supposed to ruin?