We Were Liars

"Earth cries when sun sets. If I am Earth will you be my sun?" I was a liar, but even liars deserve a love story. Everything turned into pure chaos when Bright, an alpha, started chasing after Win, an omega; who was unknown to him, hiding a huge secret. The alpha was such a charm, after all. Maybe Win's heart cells started betraying him. But past lies started haunting him. His actions turned into arrows which were dipped in pure poison piercing his heart in the most painful way. Would Win be able to resist Bright? Will they have their own love story? Even if that happens.. will it be a sweet one? Or end with tragedy?

They say tough situations don't last, but tough people do. They are bloody liars, whoever said that. My tough situation didn't make me stronger. It pushed me into the arms of Elias Thorne. CEO of Blackwood Holdings. One of the richest men in the country. And, apparently, my fake husband. I'm just a contract wife. A transaction. He needs me to secure his standing in the company. He hates me and I don't care. I need his money, his influence, his resources, anything to save my mother's and sister's life. Forty-five days. Then I walk away. That was the deal. No love or feelings. Just business. But a penthouse is smaller than it looks. And forced proximity has a way of cracking open doors you swore you locked up. He has his own wounds. His own ghosts. And sometimes, when he looks at me, I swear he's not seeing a contract at all. Forty-five days. Either we walk away untouched. Or we burn.

We were taken. We were imprisoned. We were starved. We were abused. We were slaughtered. We were hopeless. Then... we were saved. We are a group of women, surviving against all odds against those who oppress us. We don't back down no matter how bleak the odds, and we will triumph against those who wish to use us for their own gain. We are many, and we will not be prey ever again.

Many women dream of marrying the man they love most, having children as a symbol of their love, and making a lifelong promise to stand by each other through thick and thin. But not Sadie. Sadie never believed in what they called love. From a young age, she learned that all men were born liars and deceivers, and no matter how one looked at it, they would always remain the same. She witnessed how her mother's life turned into a living hell because of the mistake of trusting and loving a man. Sadie vowed never to follow in her mother's footsteps—or those of other women who foolishly believed in the opposite sex. She was ready to grow old alone, but there was one dream she longed to fulfill: to have a child of her own. And so, she made a decision—to hire a man who could give her the child she desired. Everything was planned out. All she needed to do was spend a night with a stranger. But what Sadie never expected was the true identity of the man who would become the father of her child—all because of one fateful mistake.

My sister and I were reborn on the very day we were to be sent to the Demons as sacrificial vessels. That day, our husbands, the God of Water and the God of Fire, came to rescue us. However, this time, without any discussion, we made the same choice. We refused their rescue and willingly offered ourselves to the Demons. In our previous life, after they saved us, the Demons captured the God of Water's young apprentice as a replacement. In the end, she was flayed and had her bones torn out, dying a brutal and tragic death. Because of that, the God of Water and the God of Fire came to hate my sister and me deeply. They spread rumors that we were the Twin Blossoms of Ruin, destined to destroy the world, and forced us to the point where our souls were completely annihilated. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had returned to the moment when the Demons first captured us. We exchanged a glance and then announced in front of everyone, "We are willing to become the sacrificial vessels of the Dark Lord and the Demon King. Take us with you." The God of Water and the God of Fire left with their young apprentice, who was completely unharmed. They were relieved that they had finally protected the one they truly cared about. Only later did they realize their mistake, but by then, they were consumed with regret.

Gina and I were just ordinary werewolves in the Silver Claw Pack. Our incomes were modest, but we married well. Her mate was the captain of the Silver Claw Pack patrol unit. Mine, the fire squad leader. They grew up together—childhood friends—and were the youngest golden duo in the Werewolf Alliance. On the day we married, our mates each bought us a luxury high-rise apartment on the top floor of the central castle, side by side, with the promise of sharing life and death together. That is, until that fateful night. Rogues broke into the central zone. Chaos reached even the upper levels of our building. The tower caught fire. Amidst the thick smoke, I sent a desperate mind-link to my mate. He blocked it. Turns out, both our mates were busy shielding their shared first love, Lifu. They ignored our calls for help. Gina dragged me as we ran. She was six months pregnant; her pup was already kicking from the panic. Her mate never showed up either. We made it to the stairwell, where we were trapped for five hours. Toxic fumes filled our lungs. I went into labor too early. My pup didn't make it. Gina bled for three days in the hospital. Her pup was gone too. Meanwhile, our mates were digging through the wreckage—twenty-four hours straight—searching for Lifu's lost dog. That was it. Right then and there, Gina and I looked at each other and knew. We were done.

Rimiera, an island which was surrounded by two villages,a city, and a province. The village of the ceruleans, known as the Ice Tavern, the kingdom of charmers, named Charm city, the Raven domain of colossians, where night never leaves and the province of Leviathans, also known as Levi’s forest. I am a Leviathan, they told is that we are the strongest race. In our race, I am the weakest... I have an Unseen allure, I became invisible. Father once told us that one of his children will become the strongest. I am unlike my sister, she has a Shadow allure ability, she's the only one who has that allure; usually Ravens have that skill. Anyways, months have passed in the middle of the night, when everyone was fast asleep we were attacked by Colossians and Ceruleans. In our race, my sister and I were the only ones who have fled. We thought we are safe, but we are wrong. We were chased down, my sister was killed. I continued running for my life, I promised myself if I live longer, I will protect Rimiera and punished the Colossians and Ceruleans. My tribe was almost wiped out, we were hunted because of their greed for power and also the Colossians would rule. You were salvaged by a City where everyone thought you were weak, but everything changed. Doubts were erased and soon you're carrying everything on your shoulders. To prevent another hunting season... But if they notice that I am still alive, another hunting season might happen. I will tell you my story on how I will overcome this issue, how my tribe was wiped out and how I and my friends recreate Rimiera. I am Dane, the Last Leviathan.

Der abscheuliche Verlobte hat mich mit meiner süß-verschlagenen Schwester betrogen, Susanne hat sich umgedreht und einen männlichen Bar-Publizisten zum Heiraten gefunden. Der Gesichtswert des Blitz-Ehemannes ist erstklassig, und sogar mit ihrem Erzfeind Schmidt haben Herr Schmidt einen Nachnamen ...... Susanne sagte, das müsse ein Zufall sein! Aber jedes Mal, wenn Herr Schmidt auftauchte, tauchte die Figur des Blitz-Ehemannes auf, woraufhin der Blitz-Ehemann erklärte: „Das muss ein Zufall sein!“ Susanne glaubte es, bis sie eines Tages das gleiche hübsche Gesicht von Herr Schmidt und dem Blitz-Ehemann sah. Susanne ballte die Fäuste, biss die Zähne zusammen: „Das ist ein Zufall?!!!“ Im Internet kursierte das Gerücht, dass das Schmidt-Kraftpaket, Herr Schmidt, sich in eine verheiratete Frau verliebt hatte. Der Schmidt-Klan widerlegte das Gerücht sofort: „Gerücht! Es ist definitiv ein Gerücht, die Familie Schmidt würde niemals eine Ehe zerstören!“ Doch dann traten Herr Schmidt mit einer Frau in Erscheinung: „Es ist kein Gerücht, meine Frau ist tatsächlich verheiratet!“

Year 2013... In 1675, our ancestors made peace with some group of people called the hunters.. They were a small group we call the Hunter's clan. Sometimes we just called them... The Demon Hunters. They believed we were hiding demons into our village but the truth is, we don't. We believe Demons to be the devited workers and servants of the devil himself. Yet, this hunters didn't stop believing... Until one day... One faithful Night the hunters came. Smokes everywhere, houses burnt to the ground, homes shattered and lives taken. They killed them all... When I say 'them' , I meant my people, my families. They took all of them, one.. by.. one.

"How about meeting again so we can continue from were we left." Raphael asked in his husky voice, his hand still squeezing my breast. He was really good at it. "You were good but not good enough for another night baby boy." I winked, leaving him with a shocked expression on his face.