Warrior Mom

You’re at your rock bottom, who can you turn to? Suddenly you remember the stranger who saved you when your pack was raided. But isn't the devil himself someone you should run from at all costs? Harlow is a rogue teenage she-wolf with nothing to lose who is ready to risk it all for a better life. When the devil agrees to help her, she has no idea that the rollercoaster that is her life is just getting ready to shoot into the stars; but all things that go up, must come down. There are numerous disappearances, even murders happening around her, and she lives in constant fear of the danger without realizing that she is part of the problem. Nothing in her life goes as planned and with more than just herself to care for, she’s forced to choose between her heart and mind. With three intense potential suitors ready to fall at her feet, an overwhelmed Harlow faces tough decisions. With three males vying for her affections, who will win out? The sexy new boy at school? The strong warrior who has been the rock through her struggles? How about the mysterious wealthy older male that screams danger but whom she can’t look away from? If something is too good to be true, it becomes even more alluring. When betrayal rocks Harlow’s life time and time again, she’s not sure who to trust. Every time she thinks her life is hers to control, she’s reminded it isn’t. With each male in her life pulling her in different directions, hatching their own schemes to win her, Harlow is constantly thrust into chaos that threatens to blow up. Find out what happens in this reverse harem: Wide Awake Chaos.

On my fifth birthday, my parents showed up at my birthday party later than usual. They brought with them a skinny little girl who couldn't seem to speak at all. I rushed over, hoping to hug Mom, only to get knocked down by her. That was how I fell into the ten-foot cake that my parents had specifically picked out for me. Buttercream filled my nose and mouth, suffocating me to no end. When I managed to climb out of the mess, I burst out in tears and asked Dad to cuddle me. But Dad retracted his hands while looking conflicted. "Don't blame your mom, Willow. From now on, you must take good care of Maple, your little sister. As long as Maple is happy, your mom will be happy." Later on, the mean kids in the neighborhood shove Maple Thompson, my new little sister, into a pile of sand. I rush over to protect her immediately. Once we get home, I mimic my parents by drawing a bath so that I can clean Maple up. That's when Mom suddenly barge into the bathroom and slap me heavily across the face. "You've already enjoyed our love for the past five years! Why are you still greedy for more? I can't believe you're trying to drown Maple right now!" Mom's eyes have gone bloodshot. She drags me by the hair and stuffs me into the washing machine. "Only a washing machine is capable of cleanse that filth out of your soul! You can only scramble out of the washing machine and apologize to Maple once you've decided to quit bullying your sister!" In the living room, Dad lowers his voice. "Keep your voice down when you're chewing Willow out. Maple is about to fall asleep. Don't go around waking her up now." Mom doesn't want to look at me anymore. Instead, she slams the lid onto the washing machine forcefully. I can't get out of the machine. What she doesn't know is that the washing machine will activate. "The 212-degree-Fahrenheit wash cycle has been activated." Scalding hot water is soon dumped onto my body. It hurts so much that I gradually lose my consciousness. Will Mom love me again once I'm squeaky clean after the wash cycle?

A prophecy was made when a child took birth in Hisag, the prophecy said the child will grow up to be a warrior and destroy evil, due to circumstances caused by the king 'Athen' the child of prophecy sets on a journey to kill the king and his brothers. This novel shows the journey of child and the emotional setbacks and growth he gets on his journey

Doris Albert，the Luna of the Red Moon Pack. But no one ever really respected her. Her husband constantly humiliates her, locks her in a small cell-like room and orders her to be the slave of his mistress... Doris has no way to resist, it only leads to worse whippings. And so two years passed... Until Doris' wolf, Shana, finally woke up after two years of slumber. A new story begins... *** As Doris continued to slice the chicken silently and precisely, the television above her head began to broadcast a major news announcement. "Now our spots have just received a message, the famous warrior goddess, Doris Albert, who disappeared two years ago, has made a surprise appearance today, announcing that she will soon be back in the public eye..." No one would have imagined that the terrifying Warrior Goddess on the television was now standing in a dirty kitchen, preparing a third-anniversary dinner for her husband and his mistress. And they'll have even less idea how the submissive and weak-looking Doris will tear them apart one by one...

I stared at my stepfather with the intense feeling going under my wet soaked undies . “ you are so wet for daddy you little slut “ he whispered biting softly at my ear lobe . I swallowed the unknown lump on my throat and looked helplessly at my step father and the words that I had been dying to say slipped out of my mouth . “ fuck me daddy , fuck me like a dirty little slut “

Even though we live in modern times, the coven seems stuck in the Dark Ages. As the heir apparent to the throne, Zalindra is under pressure to marry in order to maintain the lineage's strength. Seriously? That feels so out of touch with today's world. Her true passion lies in honing her skills to protect the coven. Romance? Not a priority for her, let alone marriage. But everything changes when she encounters Lucian and Lorian. I hate to sound cliché, but it was a case of instant attraction. Just one tiny hiccup: they have no idea they're witches. That doesn't make me want them any less .

"They hunted me because I was a freak. Now, they’ll bow because I’m their only hope." Cara never asked to be a living bridge between three ancient powers. As a rare hybrid—part lethal Wolf, scorching Dragon, and ethereal Fae—she is the ultimate prize in a supernatural cold war. For years, she lived in the shadows, haunted by a past where truth and myth collide. But the shadows are catching up. With a relentless enemy rising and ancient alliances crumbling, Cara is no longer just a target; she is a weapon. As her dormant powers stir and prophetic visions bleed into reality, she is thrust into a war that transcends the mortal realm. To survive, she must master: The Wolf’s primal, bone-snapping strength. The Dragon’s scorched-earth fire. The Fae’s deadly, deceptive wisdom. In a world where trust is a liability, Cara must stop fighting her nature and start wielding it. But for a hybrid, destiny is a double-edged blade. To save the supernatural world from tearing itself apart, she must risk losing her humanity to the very power she was born to command. One girl. Three bloodlines. Zero mercy. #BadassHeroine #WolfHybrid #DragonShifter #FaeWar #HiddenPower #Prophecy

19-year-old Ethan moves in with his best friend for the summer, only to fall for the one woman he should never want: his best friend’s mom. She’s beautiful, mysterious, and completely off-limits. But the more he tries to stay away, the closer she pulls him in. One look was all it took. Now, there’s no turning back.

My mom is terrified of being laughed at by others the most. Whenever the holidays are here, she will keep repeating one sentence to me—"Don't go around embarrassing me." When my relatives gather around and chat with each other, I accidentally knock a fruit platter over. Mom drags me over and slaps me on the spot. At the holiday feast, I grab extra pieces of steak for myself. Mom responds by kicking my chair over. When it's time for the holiday gifts to be distributed, my aunt, Gabriella Hall, has miscalculated the number of children present among the family. So, she has prepared one less gift for the occasion. Mom doesn't hesitate to kick me out of the apartment, leaving me shivering in the cold corridor in just my indoor clothes. The icy winds chill me to the bone. I keep slamming my palms on the front door while screaming and crying my apologies at Mom, and yet she remains unmoved and silent. Instead, she turns to face Aunt Gabriella with an apologetic smile on her face. "I'm really sorry. I didn't raise my daughter well. It's only fair that you ridicule me." What Mom doesn't know is that I get triggered whenever I hear the word "ridicule" thanks to her so-called parenting lessons. Whenever I hear that word, I want nothing more than to hurt myself uncontrollably. So when I hear the word "ridicule" coming out of Mom's mouth through the front door, I turn on my heel quietly and begin making my way toward the bridge next to the neighborhood that's plunged into darkness. The moment I jump from the bridge, the only thought I have is, "Mom, no one will ridicule you because of me this time."

Dylan Edwards, a wealthy CEO, broke off his relationship with Cassidy Aarvi six years ago and pressured her into signing divorce papers. However, Dylan had mistaken Cassidy for someone else that day, and she could not correct the misunderstanding. Cassidy is now a single mother to two delightful five-year-old children who are curious about their father. Her primary aim is to uncover the truth about their parentage and possibly reconnect with the man she was mistaken for. Can the children discover the identity of their father? What creative plans will they come up with to accomplish their mission?