The Seven Percy Jackson Novelas e Histórias

The year the Lawson family was on the edge of bankruptcy, my father made a deal with Rory Lawson and arranged for me to marry him. I didn't know he already had a fiancée, who was also his childhood sweetheart. Later, when my father became embroiled in a scandal and the company faced collapse, Rory brought her home, promising her the grand wedding she deserved. I didn't cry or make a scene. I just quietly packed my bags. Rory sneered, "Don't pull that hard-to-get act. You think you're still the pampered heiress?" Unknown to him, I had the divorce agreement he signed while drunk. In seven days, I'd be leaving the country with my father.

Her toxic stepsister is marrying her ex-fiancé. To survive the week from hell, she claims her billionaire best friend is her new fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Hazel Sterling thought she had finally moved on from Dominic Reed—until her manipulative stepsister, Clara Westbrook, sends out her wedding invitations. Dominic is the exact same man who shattered Hazel's heart and walked away a year ago. Now, he belongs to her sister. The venue? A lavish, week-long winter celebration at an exclusive mountain estate in Aspen. The house is packed with high-society guests, and Hazel is trapped playing the bitter maid of honor. To protect her pride, Hazel recruits the perfect shield: Axel Blackwell. He is her drop-dead gorgeous, fiercely loyal childhood best friend who happens to rule the city's finance world. He owes her a massive favor, so acting like her devoted future husband should be a walk in the park. But when fake touches begin to ignite real heat, the boundaries of their friendship completely melt away. Now, Hazel is caught in a dangerous game—is she just putting on a show for revenge, or is she about to lose her heart to the one man who was always off-limits?

In the lowest ranks of the Wolf Territory, Luna is the ultimate bottom feeder until Alpha King Cain forces a long lost royal heirloom onto her neck. She thinks she is a pawn, but the blood of an ancient purebred lineage awakens within her. She is the prophesied Primal Matriarch, the only one capable of ending the centuries long war. When her heat strikes unexpectedly, seven rival Alphas are sent into a primal frenzy by her scent. From a brutal king and a cold blooded mercenary to an arrogant tech mogul, they will do anything to claim her, unaware that they are merely pieces on a board. With enemies plotting in the shadows and kingdoms hungry for her power, Luna refuses to be a sacrificial lamb. Armed with a scalpel and the burning fire of the ancients, she will make them understand that she is not the prey. She is the predator. She isn't just looking for a mate, she is looking to rule.

 Speed-up evolution: An unnatural phenomenon that boosts every living creature's adaptation, body, and mind at a high-speed rate... When this phenomenon was in its starting phase, Mike and others are the only ones who receive the power without them knowing.  Knowing that mostly young ones are the ones who receive the speed-up evolution, people from the unknown started their large-scale kidnapping to experiment with the young. However, their plan was ruined when their ships that transport the young ones got sunk by unknown creatures.   Mike who was dragged to this messed was now sinking deep into the ocean as he started to lose consciousness.   (Die? A peaceful death? Like hell, I would let that happen!)    Struggle... Struggle...    With fate that shackles binding him pulling him into the deepest part of the ocean, he who struggles to survive with the resolved to go on the surface of the world once again.   The thing he did not know is that the world is now on the brink of horror as the world was about to change.  Twitter: @MeykCake Buy me a Coffee: https://ko-fi.com/meykcake Discord: MeykCake#8819

In the seventh year of my long-distance relationship with my girlfriend Quinn Summers, I quit my job without telling her and traveled more than six-hundred miles to Oceanton. I only wanted to surprise her and ask her to marry me. When the receptionist heard I was looking for Quinn, her expression slightly shifted. "Our CEO Ms. Summers is still in a meeting. Please wait a moment." I was surprised. Quinn had never told me she had been promoted. During our video call last week, she had even complained about how stressful work was and how far away a promotion felt. When I turned around, I heard the receptionist whispering to her coworker. "So… This is the guy Ms. Summers is keeping on the side? Seriously, he has some nerve, coming all the way to the company." "If Mr. Gomez finds out Ms. Summers is cheating during their marriage, this is going to be very bad." I was about to turn back and tell them they had the wrong person. Quinn was not married, and I was her real boyfriend of ten years. But before I could speak, a man in a black suit walked in from the revolving door. The receptionists immediately fell silent and greeted him with deep respect. "Mr. Gomez." The man was on the phone, his voice low and gentle. "Honey, I'm downstairs. You must come with me to your prenatal checkup today!" A clear female voice came through the phone, agonizingly sweet. "I know, honey. The meeting's almost over. Wait for me at the guest lounge." I had listened to that voice for seven years. I knew it far too well. It was my girlfriend, Quinn.

I came to beg for mercy. He offered to save me… for a price. One week. Seven forbidden nights in his snowbound lake house. $187,400.17 wiped clean if I obey every single command. Cassian Voss. My mother’s ex-husband. The man who raised me, then vanished the day the divorce was final. Now a billionaire photographer who shoots the most depraved, beautiful fantasies money can buy… and keeps the pictures for himself. He says I only have to be his assistant. Hand him ropes. Hold the lights. Watch while perfect, naked women kneel and call him Sir. But I feel his eyes on me every time the shutter clicks. I hear the way his voice drops when he calls me “little girl.” I see the way he smiles when I flinch. He promised he wouldn’t touch me. He never said I wouldn’t beg him to. By the seventh night, the debt will be paid. The only question left is whether I’ll drive away free… or drop to my knees and plead with my stepfather to keep me forever. Warning: extremely spicy, very taboo, praise kink, forced proximity, possessive alpha, no cheating, guaranteed HEA.

Gavin became Alpha right after our mating ceremony. His older brother, Damien—the former Alpha—was dead. Killed by a rival pack from the North. Gavin took his brother's mate, Sarah, and headed north. He claimed he was avenging his brother. He swore he'd expand our territory. He told me the expansion was too dangerous. He didn't want me to get hurt. So I was left behind. Left to rule a dying pack in the south, with only my healing gift to keep us from collapsing. I bled myself for healing serums, all to ensure his northern campaign didn't falter. Every time I sent word asking when our packs would merge, he'd give me an excuse. His position in the North was unstable. They'd just finished a war. It wasn't the right time. Seven years later, the pack couldn't hold on any longer. I sent Leon, my last remaining beta, to find Gavin. Leon’s message back told a different story. Gavin's new pack was already one of the three great powers in the North. And he had a pup with Sarah. A public one. Pain, sharp and swift, lanced through my chest. I marched to the pack elders and demanded they sever our mate bond. Then, I sent a message to the Healers' Guild that had been recruiting me for years: "I'm severing my bond. I'll be packless in three days. Tell the Guild I'm in."

One lover is a self-made billionaire. One lover is a kind and doting banker. One lover treats her as the belle of every ball. And more lovers are hers to play with. All heads turn to her when Sienna White walks into a room. An unsettling beauty, eccentric personality, bewitching eyes, and accustomed to witty white lies, she lives her life as she pleases. After five years in a romantic and professional relationship with her girlfriend Sophia, a Silicon Valley startup CEO, Sienna flew to the UK to run the London office. Undergoing a pack of an open relationship, Sienna met Cameron, her ex-lover since college, who dedicated all he had to prove his worth. As her relationships are embroiled in controversy, Sienna ventures on the wild journey of love, lust, and moral corruption in the fabulous and frivolous world of London elites. What will become of her relationships? Who will end up being the love of her life? Or will Sienna seek out her life calling? Find out while Sienna struggles to navigate her career and love. Note: This is a work of fiction and all resemblances to real people, alive or deceased, are purely coincidental. Warning: Mature content and sexual and morally questionable scenes are scattered throughout. You are free to judge. It’s a free world. ----------- Cover designed by Marymarkevich - Freepik.com

When I was diagnosed with terminal Inner Wolf Decay, a System found me. It told me that if I could win the wholehearted romantic or familial love of just one out of four specific werewolves, I would get a healthy body and live. But for five years, I failed to win over a single one. Because they all fell for the same Omega—the fragile, hypocritical Chloe. Just because she framed me, claiming I ordered rogues to attack her, my targets glared at me with nothing but absolute disgust. My biological brother, Caleb, told me, "I don't have a sister as vicious as you." My pack healer, Julian, didn't believe I suffered from depression. He glared at me with revulsion and said, "Chloe is the one who got hurt. Stop playing the victim." My childhood friend, Victor, stared at me coldly. "You're so toxic. I really wish you'd just die." Later, just as they wished, my mission failed, and my inner wolf was actually going to die. But then, they were the ones crying and begging me not to go.

My fated mate, Alpha Kaelen, rejected me seven times. The first time we bonded, he whispered against my ear, his breath hot. “From now on, my soul sings only for you.” But then his first love, the Omega Seraphina, came back for him. And just like that, he rejected me. They shared a mate’s mark from their past. It left her hopelessly addicted to his scent. “I’m sorry,” he’d said. “I have to be with Seraphina. The scent addiction is destroying her. She can’t even shift. Her wolf is weakening.” The first time he rejected me, I slashed a silver dagger across my wrist. I let the blood flow, hoping the pain would make him look at me. It worked. Kaelen was horrified. He left Seraphina for a moment and rushed to my side, holding me, comforting me. The third time, I disguised myself as an ordinary pack wolf. I got an internship at his pack headquarters, just to breathe in the air he breathed. But this time, he looked right through me, as if we were strangers. By the sixth rejection, I had learned how to calmly erase my scent from his suite. I left without a sound. My screams. My surrender. My begging. And what I got in return? Every time he was with her, the full moon would rise, and he’d call me back. Just to play the same sick game all over again. Until now. I heard Seraphina was coming back again. So I handed him the ceremonial dagger myself. He set the date for my return, just like always. He had no idea. This time, I'm the one severing the bond for good. And I am never coming back.