Vale In Mobile Legends

"Just sign the document” His voice is cold, sending shivers down my spine. I stare at the file which is in my hands and flip it open. The first words written in red bold letters on the document stare back at me, causing my head to spin. DIVORCE AGREEMENT. The words stare back at me. My gaze drops to the signature line.   And there is, staring deep into my soul  His signature and name. He has signed the goddamn papers. * * * * * * What happens when you walk in on your husband having sex with his ex on your birthday?? Cruel right? ----- Elena Carter loved her husband with all her heart, all her body, and with all her soul. She married him, and gave him everything a man can dream of. But what did she get in return? She got rewarded with a cold, heart ripping divorce after she walks in on him sleeping with his ex on her birthday. He is cruel. He is unfaithful. And he is now choosing his ex over her. A nightmare she never dreamed of. Unable to endure his bullshit any longer, she gives in to what he wants. She signed the divorce papers. Now, she is picking up the pieces of her life. She has vowed never to love any man again. Men are scum, and she will not be bitten twice. But what happens when Sebastian Vale, the sexy demigod of a billionaire CEO, shows up and turns into the man who begins to plague her mind? Will she open her heart once again? Or will she allow the hurt from her past keep her from mending her broken heart?

️ DISCLAIMER — EROTICA CONTENT WARNING This novel contains 60%–70% explicit sexual content, dominant/submissive dynamics, supernatural intimacy, and mature themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ×××××××××× Edric Vale is broke, desperate, and out of options. With eviction days away and his sister dying, he takes a job at Luna Noir, a secret underground club that pays dancers a fortune. But the moment he steps on stage, Edric realizes Luna Noir is not human and neither are the hungry eyes watching him. His dance awakens something ancient, drawing predators to him… especially Alpha Leon Blackthorn, the cold, ruthless owner of the underground club and Alpha of the Blackthorn Wolves whose wolf reacts violently the instant he sees Edric. Leon sets the rules: Edric dances only for him. No touching. No flirting. No escape. Because Edric belongs to him, whether he understands it or not. But Edric refuses to be controlled. Until rival Alpha Luka Drazan discovers Edric’s dormant power and tries to claim him for a deadly ritual. Leon saves him brutally, then forces Edric into a contract marriage to protect him... and to keep him close. Soon Edric learns the truth: his bloodline carries magic that can break curses or crown kings, and every time Leon touches him, that magic awakens: hot, wild, and dangerously seductive. When Luka uses Edric's ex to kidnaps him to steal that power, Edric finally unleashes the force inside him. He is not prey. He is destiny. Now, with an ancient threat rising and a prophecy whispering his name, Edric must choose: Run from the supernatural world… or rule beside the Alpha willing to burn it down for him. But what he knows is that his power sings every time Leon touches him.

Nyxara Vale trusted Cassian Ward—her mate—and Brielle Shaw, her best friend. They reduced her world to ashes. But honestly, death didn’t last. She came back, furious and unstoppable. Now she’s got everything: a trillion-dollar fortune, lethal MMA skills, hacker abilities no one can rival, and, of course, she’s the true heir to her family’s merciless mafia empire. Then things get even crazier. Nyxara’s werewolf blood finally awakens. Her eyes flash violet, she can sway people’s wills just by entering a room, and there’s this ravenous wolf spirit inside her, desperate for revenge. Every secret she uncovers, every ally she tests, every foe she confronts—it drags her further into a world where betrayal is currency, love exacts a cost, and vengeance stains everything crimson. And just when she believes she’s in control, her other mate—the rival she never asked for—shows up. He’s dark, magnetic, and refuses to let her take charge without a battle. The two of them collide, separate, and keep coming back together, bound by old scars and new temptations. The past won’t release its grip, and it's poised to tear apart everything Nyxara has fought to reclaim. In a world where mafia clans clash with immortal bloodlines, trust slips away and revenge is the only certainty. Nyxara must seize her power, outwit those chasing her, and decide who truly deserves a place at her side—before the darkness consumes everything she has left.

Five years ago, Luna Catherine was stripped of her title, betrayed by her husband, and cast out of the pack she once led with pride. Even her own son called another woman “mother.” Now, she’s no longer the broken Luna they left behind—she’s Dr. Catherine Vale, a world-renowned genius doctor with a heart that refuses to stay shattered. But when her ex-husband rushes into her hospital begging her to save his dying son, Catherine’s past collides violently with her present. Healing the boy was easy. Facing the pack that destroyed her? That’s another story. As jealousy brews and dark schemes threaten her career, Catherine must decide whether to heal those who once broke her—or finally make them bleed for it. *** "After everything you've done for me, I don't deserve to stand here and apologize for how I've treated you." He leaned closer. "I wronged you, Cat. Please forgive me and give me another chance to show you I want to be the man you deserve." "Go, Leo, and be with the woman you chose over me. If you think I'd forgive you after what you've done to me, then you must think I'm a fool. You don't deserve my forgiveness, and you surely don't deserve my respect as the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack." I turned to leave the gathering hall when he grabbed my wrist. "Tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. If I must leave the pack and no longer be the Alpha, then I will do it. If it means you'll forgive me."

Na minha vida passada, Gabriel Lacerda, meu irmão, escolheu acompanhar a amante Camila Soares para ver uma chuva de meteoros. Levou consigo todos os seguranças da casa, deixando-nos completamente vulneráveis. Naquela noite, inimigos que ele mesmo havia destruído aproveitaram a oportunidade e invadiram nossa mansão para se vingar. Minha mãe foi gravemente ferida tentando me proteger. Liguei para ele, desesperada, implorando que voltasse. Ele retornou com os seguranças, mas já era tarde demais. Embora os invasores tenham sido capturados, uma nova tragédia aconteceu: Camila havia desaparecido e deixou uma carta de suicídio. Na carta, ela me acusava de usar a situação para afastar Gabriel dela e de deixar ela sozinha, exposta à vingança dos inimigos. Gabriel queimou a carta bem na minha frente. Sem raiva, sem dor. Apenas disse: — Esquece isso. Não vale a pena. Apesar de tudo, ele foi responsabilizado. Meu pai me confiou o controle da empresa da família. Mas naquela mesma noite, durante a festa de comemoração, Gabriel entrou no meu quarto e me matou. Com o olhar frio, ele disse: — Pessoas como você já deviam estar mortas. A herança é minha por direito. Morri sem paz. E quando abri os olhos novamente… O som dos inimigos arrombando os portões ecoava do lado de fora da mansão.

On my birthday, I proposed a family trip to the northern grasslands. My younger sister, Clara Harrington, who was studying in the southern territory, decided to drive through the forest to meet up with us. But unexpectedly, she was attacked by Rogue wolves in the woods, and her body was never found. My parents, Oscar Harrington and Margaret Vale, placed all the blame on me for her death and cast me out of the family. Overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow, I left the pack to atone for my sins. I took on odd jobs to earn money to send home, all while searching for any trace of Clara. Three years later, I found myself in the southern territory and began working as a delivery runner for a forest cafe. One day, while delivering an order to Werewolf Academy, I saw my parents and Clara standing at the school gate. She said, "Dad, Mom, Adeline has been wandering for three years. Shouldn't we let her come home?" But my mother replied calmly, "She is too selfish. It's only right that she suffers a little. We can bring her back once she realizes her mistakes." My father nodded in agreement. "Let her wander for another year. We'll bring her home next year." I clutched my stomach, my face pale as I forced out a bitter laugh. Three years of exhaustion had left me gravely ill. My wolf was gone, and I only had three days left to live. I could't wait until next year for my father to come and take me home.

"You also feel that Lumira died an unjust death, just like me? Then let's see how you change the story." Rina Vale's death was as absurd as her life was ordinary: flattened by a truck moments after furiously text-bombing a webnovel author about the tragic demise of her favorite character. Now, in a twist of divine malice or cruel irony, Rina has been reborn inside that very character: Lumira Duskbane, the reviled, doomed villainess of the fantasy novel, Saintess of Hauntspire High. Lumira was meant to be a tragic footnote - hated by all, destined to die alone, and her magical legacy fading into dust. But Rina, trapped in the villainess's body, now holds the pen. A dark contract with the author himself binds her fate: she must survive the elite Aetherion Academy and write a new, terrifying story to replace the tragedy of the past. Branded a revenant and a curse, Lumira’s life is a gauntlet of public humiliation. Her arrogant ex, Alpha Jaxon, hunts her with merciless suspicion, obsessed with proving she is responsible for the darkness gripping the school. Yet, amidst the scorn, the enigmatic vampire, Prince Kaelion, watches her with a gaze that promises forbidden desire and sees far beyond the villainess façade. With the old plotline tearing apart at the seams, the school is plunged into chaos. When noble students are brutally slain and demonic shadows fall over the ancient campus, the blame falls squarely, terrifyingly, on Lumira. The resurrected villainess is the prime suspect, trapped in a terrifying conspiracy driven by a vengeful spirit from the past. Will she play the doomed role the author wrote for her, or will she seize the power of a queen and rewrite her destiny in fire, blood, and a dangerous romance?

Noah Vale always believed his life was ordinary, or at least as ordinary as the adopted son of a billionaire tech family could be. At thirty, he becomes the youngest CEO the company has ever had. The media calls him brilliant. His parents call him unstoppable. From the outside, everything looks perfect. But one night, he had dreams of things that shouldn’t exist. A battlefield soaked in blood. The sound of wolves howling in the dark. A woman with silver eyes whispering his name like a warning. Noah doesn’t know the truth. He was never meant to grow up in the human world. He is the child of both vampires and werewolves once tried to destroy, the secret son of a vampire princess and a werewolf beta, hidden after his birth to stop a war that nearly wiped both clans out. Now the war is stirring again. And Marcus Blackwood has been sent to find him. Raised by the Vampire Elders and trained to obey without question, Marcus has only one purpose: get close to Noah, gain his trust, uncover what he is… and end his life before the prophecy can come true. His older sister Elara didn’t know he existed not until Marcus who she is in love with fell in love with Noah, Marcus he does not expect Noah to be kind. He does not expect to hesitate. And he definitely does not expect to fall in love. Because from the moment they meet, something old and dangerous begins to surface memories, instincts, and a bond neither of them understands. When enemies fall for each other, secrets refuse to stay buried, and a future written in blood may no longer be unavoidable.

Alenya Vale has always been ordinary, or so she thought. Soft, curvy, and painfully underestimated, she never imagined that her human life was hiding a deadly secret. The truth? Alenya carries Null Blood, an ancient, extinct power that can erase magic on contact. Curses unravel at her touch, alpha commands bounce off her like sunlight, and even the most violent god fragments falter in her presence. To the supernatural world, she’s priceless. To the gods, she’s a threat. Thane Raelthorn is the heir of the most powerful wolf clan in Vaelora, and a demi-god slowly being consumed from within by a god fragment. His magic rages uncontrollably, destroying everything he touches, and every mate who comes near him suffers. Until the night he collapses at Alenya’s feet. The moment she touches him, the madness stops. For the first time in years, the wolf-born prince can breathe, think, and feel. Only she can silence the divine parasite clawing at his soul. Thrown into a world of wolf clans, arcane houses, and divine ruins, Alenya must navigate a realm that suddenly sees her as both savior and target. Assassins, jealous she-wolves, and monstrous god fragments are hunting her, and Thane will do anything to keep her alive. Soft and sarcastic, underestimated and overlooked, Alenya is more than she appears and her curves hold the power to topple gods and change destiny itself. Thane is more than he appears too, brutal, beautiful, and on the edge of madness, he is hers, whether she wants him or not. Fated mates. Dangerous magic. Divine predators. Only together can they survive a world that wants them dead and a destiny that wants them united.

After the real son, Asher Vale, was brought back, everything in our house became tied to drawing lots. The chef of the day, who would have to cook a particular person's preferred dishes, had to be decided by drawing lots. Even our parents' kisses and hugs were chosen the same way. I always drew the short stick. The long stick, by default, belonged to Asher. He never had to do anything to receive our parents' love. Whenever I felt it was unfair and wanted to cry, Mom would scold me sharply, "I bought the lot-drawing box because I was afraid you'd feel hurt. I wanted to be fair to both of you. If you want something, decide it yourselves. Your father and I won't interfere. If you can't draw the long stick, you can only blame your bad luck." So I began practicing every day, shaking the box diligently, over and over, in hopes that one day, it would help me earn my parents' love. Unfortunately, for ten years, I never once drew the long stick. Until my birthday. Asher wanted to go to the amusement park, and Mom once again told us to decide by drawing lots. I secretly glued the two short sticks together and handed them to Mom, hoping to keep her with me. She slapped me hard across the face, screaming that I was cheating and disobedient. Then she stormed out of the house with Asher. When I fell to the ground, the short stick stabbed deep into my neck. 'I'm sorry, Mom. Next time, I'll work harder. Next time, I'll definitely draw the long stick.'