Warlock Of The Magus World

I was born in the time of the wolf, at the top of the food chain; my family bloodline is the strongest of our species. I am Alina Deveraux, the sole heir to the royal throne. My best friend is a bear shifter, and life was fun and games until he found me. Lucas is the Alpha of the Rogues, savage, dangerous, and from a completely different world to mine. He showed me in one brief moment what I've been searching for my entire life. When he gave his life to protect me, and I had to leave him dying on his own, the chain of events set in motion would change all of us forever. Book number one in The Queen's Heart trilogy.

From the time she was a little girl, Lunus Reens knew what she wanted - to hunt werewolves. But when her first night as a Hunter brings her face to face with a wounded Alpha, she begins to see the human side of these murderous beasts. Confronted with the reality of a werewolf's humanity, Lunus is forced to make a choice. Will she continue in her quest to rid the world of these shape shifting menaces, or will she join Evan Marshal in his quest to find a cure and break the ancient curse which binds The Wolves of Banglador? *Mild language, Adult themes*

As they stood atop a cliff, the kidnapper held a knife to her throat, and the throat of his dream girl. “You can choose only one.”“I choose her,” the man said, pointing to his dream girl.Stella’s voice trembled as she said, “Weston… I’m pregnant.”Weston looked at her indifferently. “Gwen has a fear of heights.”Many years passed after that.Rumor had it that Ahn City’s prestigious Mr. Weston Ford was always lingering outside the house of his ex-wife, even breaking boundaries to pamper her, even if she would never bat an eyelid at him.Rumor had it that the night Stella brought a man home with her, Weston almost died at her door. Everyone was envious of Stella, but she smiled politely and said, “Don’t die at my door. I fear germs.”

HER : I had to leave, i had my reasons. Leaving changed me. I had to forget my past, to adapt with my present, to face the future. I suddenly came back, but the problem is...I am different now. HIM : She left, without any reason, she didn't even say goodbye. Losing her changed me. I couldn't forget my past, my present stopped, i can't face the future. She suddenly came back, but the problem is...I am different now. We saw them fight, laugh, shout, cry. We saw them fall in love, we saw them get married and start on with their lives. But one man from her past -suddenly comes back- knocks on her door, enters her life and everything after goes downhill. Secret reveals, dreams get shattered, hearts get crashed, old wounds open again, and new scars start to show. They split apart, they hate , they change. And right now; they're not dead, yet still not alive. And the question stays; Will they ever get their love back, or will it just be the death of them both?

The Bloodfang Pack’s Alpha has declared a grand warrior match. A test of strength, cunning, and dominance. The werewolf who emerges victorious will not only earn the title of champion but will also claim his most beautiful daughter as a mate. But everyone knows this is just a formality. No matter who wins, I should be the one to marry Harken Shadowfang. He and I grew up together, our wolves intertwined by years of shared hunts and whispered promises beneath the full moon. He has always been my destined mate—or so I thought. The match begins, and Harken deliberately loses. I watch as he kneels in the dirt, breathing heavily, his sharp golden eyes flicking toward me with something cruel, something mocking. A chill runs down my spine. Why? Why would he do this? The victor stands tall, his fur still bristling from the heat of battle. Alaric Jaggedmane. A warrior through and through, his aura is heavy with the weight of a true Alpha—something Harken never had. Without hesitation, I step forward, lifting the warrior’s wreath. "Congratulations," I say, my voice steady. "You're now my husband." A furious snarl rips through the air. Harken storms toward me like a rabid beast, his fangs bared, his hands trembling as he snatches the wreath from my grasp. "Why didn't you pick me?" he demands, his voice bordering on madness. I meet his gaze without fear. Because in my past life, I did. I chose him. I thought he loved me. I thought we would be happy. But I was a fool. After my father’s death, Harken locked me away, keeping me weak with silver-laced drugs while he took his true mate, Ravyn Evermoon, to public events at his side. I was nothing but a tool. A stepping stone for his ambitions. A title to secure his rule. It was only then that I learned of his betrayal— of the three children he had already fathered with her. And so now, with this second chance granted to me by the Moon Goddess herself, I do not waver. I will not be Harken’s pawn again.

At the age of 18, Patricia married Martin Langley, a man who was paralyzed from the waist down, instead of her stepsister, Debbie Brown. She accompanied him through the darkest moments of his life. Despite their two-year marriage and companionship, their relationship didn’t mean as much to Martin as Debbie's return. Martin, in order to treat Debbie's illness, heartlessly disregarded her pregnancy and cruelly bound her to the operating table. Martin was heartless, he left Patricia feeling lifeless, which prompted her to leave and go to a foreign land. Martin, however, would never give up Patricia, even though he hated her. He couldn't deny that he had and inexplicable fascination with her. Could it be that Martin, unbeknownst to him, has become helplessly in love with Patricia? When she came back from abroad, whose child is the little boy by Patricia's side? Why does he resemble Martin, the devil incarnate, so much?

My sister and I are twins, and we both have kidney failure. After a long wait, we finally find two matching kidneys. The doctor is prepared to transplant one for me and one for her. However, she breaks down in tears in my fiancé's arms—she wants both kidneys for herself. When I object, my fiancé locks me up at home. He has my sister undergo surgery to have both kidneys transplanted. "You haven't been sick for as long as your sister has. She just wants to live like a normal person—how can you be so selfish? Can't you wait for the next matching kidney?" He doesn't know that I can't wait any longer, though. I'm going to die soon.

Excerpt Nurse Monica raised the baby up, letting her small eyes stay on the keyhole so she'd see what's going on too. "You can't let any of them go. Revenge what they did to your parents and your twin, please...." She sobbed gently before leaving through the backdoor, running out of the hospital with the baby. **** On the day she was birthed to, both her twin and her parents were killed and their organs dug out. Now the only thing in her mind is REVENGE!

A teenager Daniel, life comes falling apart. Everything changes when he meets a mystery girl, a princess. She accidentally leads him to a book with powers that make your wishes come true but Daniel doesn’t understand the price. Now everything he has is at stake including his life. Daniel, an intelligent but shy boy loses his crush to his best friend. His parents are on the verge of a divorce and not even his friend Glenn can help. When fate leads him to a strange pretty girl, he discovers a book that grants wishes but everything changes when competition arises for the book. The mystery Princess, who becomes his good friend and her evil Uncle both want the book. With awareness of the situation, He is forced to lie to all his friends and love ones. With all his ties at risk, what does Daniel do when he finds out the cost of his wishes coming true is his life.

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.