Void Soul

Rosemary is an orphaned werewolf girl with extreme gifts. Taken away from her childhood friend Jesiah who is destined to become the king of werewolf’s. Forced to train to become an assassin for the Vatican to kill their eternal enemy Lucifer. Rosemary finds herself in the middle of romance between Lucifer whom she was sworn to kill and Jesiah her loving mate. Enjoy! Excerpt - With my eyes closed, I stretched my arms to feel silky sheets all around me. Coming to, I remembered blacking out near the river so why am I feeling silk and pillows?!? I shot up and took in my surroundings. I noticed a dagger on the wall. Is this another one of Enora’s drills? I thought feeling confused. Then the flood of memories from the past night hit me. I killed her. I killed hundreds of wolves in training. The realization began to sink in and though they were vile creatures and Enora treated me less than an animal, I felt guilt. Guilt that I gave into the monster they created in me. The nuns, the Order, Enora. They never wanted me alive because they cared for me. They didn’t train me and push my power for the purpose of helping protect myself or others. No, they wanted to use me. The empty angry void in my soul was because of them. I was never nurtured in all my time at the convent nor Enoras prison. I was completely unloved. Though I needed so badly to burst into tears, I couldn’t bring myself to cry. Lost in my thoughts, the door to my left began to open and before my host could walk completely in, I grabbed a chunk full of hair on the top of their head and put my dagger to their muscular neck.

On the fateful day my asthma struck, Lucas was with his first love, Ariana, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon.  He clutched my life-saving medicine, a lifeline that would soon slip through his fingers.  As I lay trapped in the shadows, I witnessed his desperation, his frantic calls echoing in the void when he discovered the shocking news of my pregnancy.  In that moment, everything changed. From that day forward, he became the guardian at my grave, a silent testament to a love that transcended even death.

The world has been cruel and dreadful to Cleo Remington ever since her father died. She was compelled to leave their province and work her fingers to the bone just to make ends meet. Life is indeed full of unexpected surprises, because in a fortuitous way, her path will cross with Zaccheus Garren Montreal, one of the youngest and most successful business tycoons in town. He's the epitome of power and dominion. A man who has the world wrapped around his fingers. When Cleo met him, she etched it in her mind to keep her distance from him.  Aside from the fact that his rude, blunt, and unfeeling attitude ticks her off, their first encounter was, without a doubt, horrible.  But how can she avoid him when they are living under the same roof and breathing the same air? 

Thea Michaels, orphan, daughter of an irresponsible mother, who could not protect her children from the hard life. Seeing herself alone with her brother, with no one to help her, she sold her virginity to pay the rent so that her brother would not be left on the street. After traumatic events, which she could do nothing to prevent, Thea loses everything that was important to her, and begins to sell her body to fill the void she carries in her heart. One day the Devil knocked on his door. And she let him in.

I'm one of the rare Omega healers in our pack. My soul essence can fix pretty much anything. Alpha Damian promised me: "Give me your soul essence to keep Isolde's soul steady, and I'll mark you. You'll be my mate, my one and only Luna." However, he drained my soul essence for three solid years, all for Isolde, his childhood sweetheart who pretend to have this soul-fading sickness. Until I got pregnant. And the pack's High Priestess told me my soul flame was about to go out. To save my baby, I secretly cut off the essence supply. Damian found it out. He slammed me against a rock wall. "How dare you to pregnant?! Your soul essence is for Isolde! That’s the only reason you’re even here!" When Isolde found out I was carrying the Alpha's pup, her "sickness" got way worse. She even faked falling into an icy river, making it look like her soul was about to shatter. Damian even dragged my ten-year-old brother, Liam, to the Moon Goddess altar, trying to suck out what little soul essence he had. Just because Liam's soul essence was like mine, but purer. And when I wanted to get rid of the baby to save myself, he locked me in a deep cave in the wolf keep, ordered the High Priestess: "Keep her soul stable. Cut the puppy out. I want her to watch everything she cares about turn to dust." My soul stone was smashed to pieces. When I woke up again, I was back on the day the High Priestess told me I had a pup in my belly. This time, I touched my flat stomach and whispered, " I want to abort this child." " This time, I won't let Damien bully me anymore."

When Sychelle Dayle Fernandez, the love of Hideo Canliagn's life, passed away, his world shattered. A part of him died with her, leaving a void that no amount of success could fill. As the owner and lead surgeon of HC Medical City, Hideo threw himself into his work, determined to escape the pain that haunted him. Years later, a woman with the same name-Sychelle-enters his hospital. She's different, yet something about her awakens feelings Hideo thought he'd buried forever. Is she the key to healing his broken heart, or is he chasing a ghost of the past?

When the wolves were created they were created without a soul, animals, killer machines, ones that go on killing spree with nothing to hold them back. The gods regretted their decision to create the wolves, they were rogue, they had no loyalties, nothing to stop them from burning the whole world, they needed a soul. The gods couldn't give the wolves a soul, they refused to kneel down, and their souls were as dark as their dark lusts. The gods forced the wolves to their knees, giving them souls in the shape of humans, kill the soul and die, hurt the soul and feel agony, the souls are to be saved, and protected, no more killing, no more attacks, they are forced to take care of their own soul.

Everyone is given a choice in life, but what about the one for whom the choice comes by itself - suddenly and without a chance of refusal? What to do when the road to a dream turns out to be covered in blood, and sometimes you yourself seem like a piece of meat? And what if the dream dies, leaving behind only a void? You can't become a warrior and never get killed. One cannot be a sorcerer without coming into contact with death. You can't train to be a healer without cutting living flesh. In this world, to be a guardian means to know cruelty, dirt and pain. But love will endure everything. Even those that are not able to withstand the mind.

From the start, she knows that loving him isn't right but she just couldn't stop herself from falling in love with the man who made her realize her worth. He made her feel loved and embraced her flaws. He made her feel whole again after years of hiding the void in her heart. She fell for him. She felt nothing but happiness until the day of his betrayal. He was the reason why she became whole and now, he became the reason why she's so broken beyond repair. How could he betray her?

He was married to help a girl under the influence of witchcraft. Didn't care about all the restrictions from the family. Damaresh stuck with his goal of getting married because he didn't want Calista to die because of something silly. His humanity just came out when he saw the sadness in Calista's eyes—trying to forget the soul mate that was chosen for him. Damaresh felt that maybe Calista was his soul mate. Then, what is the fate of the girl supposed to be Damares' soul mate? Will she go away and think that soul mates are nonsense? Or maybe they will be united in time? Then, what about Calista? Will she accept all this? Or will she back off and let Damaresh go?