The Shining Horror

Celeste was an abandoned princess, and a wolf-less she-wolf who held no value to her father. Horres was the ruthless Alpha of the Iron Fang Pack-a ticking time bomb. As a peace offering to a rival pack, Celeste Holmes knew her life would be difficult as the Luna to an Alpha who would give anything to wipe her pack from the surface of the earth. Even then, she felt it was her ticket to escape her father’s clutches, yet nothing prepared her for the horror awaiting her. People said Alpha Horres was scary, but to Celeste, he was a demon. Alpha Horres Thorne had everything planned out for the daughter of his nemesis. The humiliation, pain, torture, and everything that could break her was set the moment her father thought of offering her to him. Horres enjoyed watching her bleed. Relishing her despair, and seeing the helplessness on her face gave him the energy to plot more schemes against her evil father. Everything was supposed to move perfectly, but there was a flaw in his plan. After that fateful night, he experienced every single pain he inflicted on her, just the way she felt it. Even her subconscious fears and insecurities were felt by him. Didn’t they say Celeste Holmes had no wolf? How then did she do it, or did Alpha Holmes’ daughter succeed in bewitching Horres while he was enjoying his time torturing her? Did he lose in his own game of chess? How would he take revenge when he couldn’t even hurt her anymore? Was he supposed to just surrender and love her now? What about his grievances?

When Nadia Marlowe attends the annual writers’ conference in California, all she has in mind is a break from the regular activities back home, an autograph from her favourite author, and the desire to connect with writers from around the world. That is, until the air conditioner in her hotel room starts spitting hot air, and a technician is sent in to fix it. Suddenly, the conference no longer matters. The goals she arrived with disappear into thin air, replaced by an undeniable awareness of the extremely handsome technician standing across from her. One thing leads to another, and a simple repair session turns into an intense encounter that leaves Nadia shaken to her core. Disgusted with herself for crossing a line she never thought she would—married, with children—Nadia leaves California after the conference determined to bury the experience and pretend it never happened. But fate has a sense of humour, and Nadia Marlowe becomes its favourite recipient. Her husband’s longtime friend arrives for a business discussion, and to her horror, that friend turns out to be Fabian, the same technician she had mouth watering sex with back in California. Lost for words, Nadia struggles to survive his stay in her home. But fate isn’t finished yet. Fabian’s visit stretches longer than planned. To make matters worse, he is trapped in an on-and-off relationship, and also has a daughter. He knows the damage he’s causing. He knows that after everything Nadia’s husband has done for him, betraying him this way is unforgivable. Yet the pull toward Nadia is something he cannot control. What began as a single reckless moment spirals into a dangerous affair, one filled with desire, guilt, and secrets, threatening to destroy marriages, friendships, and the perfect life Nadia has built.

Giselle, was sold to the powerful Lycan tyrant by her Mum for money to save her younger sister's health. Giselle was in despair but had no choice but to accept her fate. Along the line, she found out the Lycan king was her mate but sadly he brutally rejected her and chose his betrothed, who was of a more higher status than her. Giselle lived a life of horror, cruelty and maltreatment, especially in the hands of the Lycan king's betrothed. Few weeks later, Giselle surprisingly found out she was pregnant and knew if the Lycan king found out about this, especially his betrothed, she and her baby would be murdered so Giselle decided to escape and successfully did. Raven, the Alpha King was shocked to discover Giselle had escaped from him, hurt, and feeling regretful for he was starting to love her, decided he would do whatever it takes to get her back. Meanwhile Giselle escaped into the enemy territories of the werewolf, and found out the Alpha was her second chance mate. Unlike Raven, the werewolf king adored her and treated her with sincerity or so she thought, so she started to love him, and even decided to choose him over Raven when she found out Raven wanted her back. The questions now are: Will Giselle truly reject Raven? Is the werewolf king truly faithful to her or he has a motive of his own? Who exactly is Giselle, and finally who would she choose to be with? The Alpha King or the Lycan tyrant That is for you guys to find out, so why don't you all delve in with me and let's follow Giselle on her Journey to finding out who she truly is.

Revenge runs in Matteo Dragonetti’s blood. When he storms into Amara Cerulli's wedding, he isn't there to toast her happiness—he’s there for revenge. The ruthless heir to New York’s most feared mafia family, Matteo is out to settle a blood debt that left his mother crippled and his family shattered. His price? The Cerulli princess—stolen straight from the altar. Amara never wanted a life tied to her father’s sins, but Matteo doesn’t care about her innocence. To him, she’s a trophy, a pawn in his deadly game of revenge. Little does he know Amara is no delicate prize. Beneath her blood-stained dress lies a fierce will Matteo didn’t expect—and a fire he can’t resist. But in this twisted war for power, the line between captor and captive blurs, and the most dangerous game of all begins. *** “Your parents are still alive, and I am hoping they try and get you back just so they can see how much I’ve ruined you.” I say, grinning as horror inches into her eyes. “You’re a monster…” she trails off, her blue eyes brimming with unshed tears, and I chuckle darkly. “Oh, you have no fucking idea, Princessa,” I say, then letting her go and watching as she cringes away from me. She sobs silently, still dressed in her blood-stained dress and looking like a vengeful angel. Only I will snuff the light from her eyes; her ruination will be mine to savor. I’ll show him what happens when he f*cks with the Dragonetti family.

My boyfriend, Victor Pearson, was ranked number one in the world in horror games. Meanwhile, I was secretly working part-time as a monster NPC inside one of those dungeons. Every dungeon he cleared was SSS rank, whereas the one I worked in was the beginner level. We were never supposed to run into each other… until he nearly wiped out all the monsters in an SSS dungeon. The system pulled me in at the last second as emergency backup. When I tried to scare players with my awful acting, the live chat tore me apart. [Hahaha, since when did the monsters in this dungeon get so cowardly? She’s supposed to scare us, but we actually scared her instead.] [This is next-level dumb. Getting lost in a dungeon is embarrassing. Is this monster here for comic relief?] [Poor thing. She'd better hide. Anyone else might let her go, but if she runs into Big V, she's dead before she knows it.] [Come on. Big V only hunts the nastiest bosses. He wouldn’t even bother with trash like that. She would probably scare herself to death first.] I did everything I could to avoid Victor, to keep him from realizing I was the monster working there. But somehow, I stumbled right into him anyway. The chat exploded, waiting for my instant death. After all, he was a legend on the leaderboards, a god among players. But instead of killing me, he bent down and gently pinched my cheek. "Hey, babe. How many players do you wanna take out? I'll help you." The people in the chat lost their minds. [What the hell?!]

I never asked to be his mate. Damien Magnus was everything I could never have, powerful and untouchable. He was the heir to the Moonstone pack. I was the pack's only omega, a disgrace, surviving on scraps and their mercy. When the mate bond finally snapped into place on my eighteenth birthday, I saw the horror reflect deep in his eyes. Rejection even before he spoke the words. But for a single night, he let himself want me. He came to me in darkness a desperate and hungry man. He touched me like I was precious, like I meant the world to him. He made love to me like I mattered. By morning, he'd made his choice. The note he left behind shattered what was left of my heart: "This never happened. You mean nothing." I would have left quietly. Disappeared. Let him have his perfect life with his perfect mate. But I discovered the biggest shock of my life, I was pregnant. Now I'm running for my dear life with his child in my womb, bleeding from wounds his vile chosen mate inflicted and crossing pack borders as a rogue. And five years later, when fate finally forces us back together, Damien discovers the truth. I didn't just survive. I thrived. His daughter has his eyes. His power and strength. He wants us back. He'll do anything. But I've learned the toughest lesson. Sometimes love isn't enough. The mate bond breaks. And sometimes, just sometimes... it can be forged afresh

I watched in both awe and horror as streaks of lighting escaped my fingers and brightened up the room. It was so beautiful but also slightly terrifying.  I had no idea how I was doing this or if it was even me. Do I have...powers? The word tasted bitter in my mouth and I quickly swallowed it back. No one must know about this. The people here are anything but nice.  The lighting died down and I sighed. I balanced my weight on a stool at the center of the room. I barely had time to relax before a deep voice resounded,  "What did you just do?"  I stiffened at the sound of the voice. I didn't need to turn around before I knew who it was. That voice had chased me up from bed at night.  I turned slowly to face the person. Alpha Perrin stepped into the light, an indecipherable expression on his face.  "You're...the cure." He said, ever so slightly. . . . As the least favorite child of her parents, Quinn was forced to marry a crippled Alpha to settle the war between the two packs, in place of her older sister. She has no idea how her life would soon change.  Despite his disability, Alpha Perrin is well known for his ruthlessness and unforgiving attitude.  Things took a different turn when Alpha Perrin found out that Quinn could cure him of his ailment. He decided to strike a deal with her. As time went by, the two of them started developing feelings for each other, and then disaster struck.  How would the two of them navigate their way through this hardship? Would this tear them apart for good or will they find their way back to each other?

I save the Alpha. He crowns my sister. "Miles... I'm your mate," I blurt, hoping that will break through his confusion and make him see me for who I truly am. He only stares quietly at me, but I can see the conflict and confusion in his expression. "I'm sorry, Rhea. You're beautiful, and your scent..." his words trail as he buries his nose on my neck and inhales deeply. "It's the sweetest I've ever known. But I love your sister, and I made a promise I don't intend to break. We will have to reject the mate bond." "Why won't you believe me?" I plead, my voice raw. "I'm the girl you met that night. I am your mate!" Miles' gaze hardens as he points toward the exit. "You need to leave, Rhea. Or I'll have security escort you out." "You liar!" I scream as I yank Roxy's hair. "You've stolen everything from me!" I feel Miles' hands gripping my shoulders as he yanks me off her, shoving me backward. I land hard on my butt. "Listen to me, Rhea," he hisses, his voice filled with venom, his eyes cold. "I don't want to see you near me or Roxy again. If you do, I'll have you banished." He takes a step closer, towering above me. "I, Alpha Miles Mondragon, reject you, Rhea Chapman, as my mate. Accept it or reject it; I don't fucking care." Have you ever watched your Knight in shining armor stolen from your very own fantasy? It could be the most heartbreaking thing. What do you do when the man fated to love you calls you a liar? When the boy you save becomes the Alpha who destroys you? This is my story, and how my fate was stolen.

At four months pregnant, I went to pick up my prenatal test results with my husband, Aiden Carter, who was an OB-GYN. The smile at the corner of his lips froze the moment he saw the report. Without a word, he grabbed my hand and tried to schedule an abortion. I stood there in shock. The attending physician, Dr. Marianne Cole, had just told me the baby was perfectly healthy! I tore myself free and demanded, "Why do you want me to get an abortion?!" He didn’t answer and had already scheduled the procedure. When I tried to run, he yanked my arm tighter. "There's no way we are having this child!" Clutching my belly, I hurried to call my parents, who were both OB-GYNs themselves. Dad, who had always doted on me, raised his fist, aiming straight for my stomach. Mom’s face twisted in horror, shaking her head wildly. "No, this won’t work. It can’t be like this." "Find a few men. Lock Clara Hart in with them." I didn’t understand why they were so desperate to destroy my child. All I wanted was to escape. Instead, they locked me inside a pitch-black room. When I felt the blood trickling down my legs, I knew my baby was gone. Mom came smiling to fetch me. I fought, demanding to know why they had done this to me. Without responding, she turned around and sent me straight to Ravenwood Asylum. I was tortured to death there. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day I went to collect my prenatal report. Aiden looked at me, his face glowing with joy. "Baby, this is our first child. I can’t wait for the day he’s born."

WARNING: MATURED CONTENT "Every time you flinch when I get close, it burns me up inside. I’ll prove to you that whatever monster I was before… I’m nothing but yours now." — At twenty-four, Hera was a licensed agriculturist serving her hometown. She walked through life alone, yet found anchor in her father—the provincial governor—even as she remained his secret child. Her world was stitched together by nothing more than trees, earth, and the creatures that roamed the land. Then came the murder that shattered her peaceful existence. She watched in horror as a masked figure committed a brutal killing just steps from her home. The assassin turned to silence her next, but Hera struck first: one desperate swing of her shovel to his skull left him bloodied and still, lost to unconsciousness. Convinced she would be thrown in prison for what she’d done, she called her father. It was in that moment she learned the truth—the man she’d felled was no ordinary stranger. He was a dangerous mafia member. She had fought the mafia. And worse: he would not wake anytime soon. He had slipped into a coma. To escape the wrath of those who would hunt for him, Hera followed her governor-father’s stern command: “Hide him. Keep him alive. Never ask why.” He became her darkest secret—but secrets do not stay hidden forever. A year later, the man opened his eyes with no trace of his past. Fearing he would kill her the moment his memories returned, Hera spun a perilous lie: “I am your wife.” As days bled into months, he craved the warmth of her touch, while she prayed his mind would never piece together what was lost.