Wendigo From Until Dawn Novels & Stories

I'm adopted by my parents. They are very nice to me—so nice that they keep praying for my health and happiness before my bedtime every night. Later on, Mom is pregnant with a baby. I hide under my blanket and spend the night crying. Then, I secretly pack the tiny suitcase I've brought with me. But my parents don't send me away. Instead, they treat me even nicer. On the day my little sister, Freya Walker, gets born, Mom takes my hand and pats me gently on the head. "You're an older brother now. That's why you have a little sister to be with you." Dad lifts me over his head while spinning me in circles happily. "You really are our lucky charm, Ash! You'll always be our beloved darling!" Finally, I don't have to keep worrying about getting kicked out. From that day onward, I really think that I've become a part of the family. That is, until Freya smashes my favorite toy car model one day. I'm so angry that I smack her on the spot. She stumbles away from me, soon plopping to the floor. At first, she's stunned for a few moments, only to start bawling immediately after. Mom loses her mind instantly. She shoves me away before scooping Freya into her arms and keep asking her if she's hurt. Dad rushes over and starts strangling me immediately with frighteningly bloodshot eyes. "We've kept you around for so many years, and yet you have the gall to bully Freya? Believe me when I say I'm definitely sending you back to—"

I have tried to persuade my wife, Sandra Kimmel, to go to AnthoNIX's music concert with me 99 times now. On the 100th attempt, Sandra finally agrees to go with me. She then buys us two front row tickets. But during the concert, I am stopped outside the venue by the guards because I didn't have my ticket on me. I am then left standing there all alone, immaculately dressed as I am. None of my calls manage to go through to Sandra, not even when the concert comes to an end. News of Sandra and her sidepiece attending the concert and asking AnthoNIX to perform his hit song 'Night Blossom' then starts trending online. My heart shatters into a million pieces. I begin mourning the loss of my marriage.

When I was diagnosed with terminal Inner Wolf Decay, a System found me. It told me that if I could win the wholehearted romantic or familial love of just one out of four specific werewolves, I would get a healthy body and live. But for five years, I failed to win over a single one. Because they all fell for the same Omega—the fragile, hypocritical Chloe. Just because she framed me, claiming I ordered rogues to attack her, my targets glared at me with nothing but absolute disgust. My biological brother, Caleb, told me, "I don't have a sister as vicious as you." My pack healer, Julian, didn't believe I suffered from depression. He glared at me with revulsion and said, "Chloe is the one who got hurt. Stop playing the victim." My childhood friend, Victor, stared at me coldly. "You're so toxic. I really wish you'd just die." Later, just as they wished, my mission failed, and my inner wolf was actually going to die. But then, they were the ones crying and begging me not to go.

Mary Preston and her family fled to another country, leaving everything behind. Suddenly, she found herself surrounded by unfamiliar faces, in a foreign land, speaking a language she didn’t understand. A few years later, at the tender age of 19, she ended up married to Maximus Palmer, the grandson of the powerful Catherine Palmer. Mary loved him with all her heart, but he never felt the same. He married her out of obligation, not out of love. One misunderstanding after another pushed their marriage into a downward spiral, filled with infidelity, abuse, and endless disillusionment. For years, Mary lived under the shadow of another woman, enduring the pain until she finally found the courage to ask for a divorce. Her decision took Maximus by surprise, and he refused to let her go. But fate had other plans, and a tragic event forced the divorce to happen sooner than anyone expected. Afterward, Mary tried to rebuild her life, hoping to find love again and happiness that would last. But the scars from her past made it hard for her to trust or believe in love again. She faced many moments of anguish, sadness, and loneliness. Yet, through it all, she slowly began to find herself and step back into the light. Perhaps this time, she wouldn’t have to face everything alone. Maybe someone new would come into her life, someone who could be her rock and her reason to live. Although she learned that the past was never truly left behind, she also discovered that with a strong foundation, even the most broken things could still stand tall. Life had taught her about the three kinds of love: the one that teaches you how to love, the one you wished was yours but wasn’t meant to be, and the one you never saw coming that heals your wounds and brings true happiness.

‎Lucy thought her first love was gone forever. Until she met Aiden. Cold, powerful, and dangerously irresistible, Aiden looks exactly like the boy who once broke her heart, but he is nothing like him. What begins as tension between a CEO and his PA soon turns into something deeper. Something neither of them can control. But the past isn’t done with them. When Ethan,the man Lucy once loved, returns, he brings secrets, betrayal, and a thirst for revenge that threatens to destroy everything. As scandals explode, lies spread like wildfire, and the world turns against them, Lucy finds herself caught between two brothers and a truth that could tear her life apart. A love tested by betrayal. A family bound by secrets. A truth that could ruin everything. When choosing love means losing everything… Will it still be worth it?

Harper Scott’s life has been nothing but chaos disguised as fate. Every time her mother remarries, someone dies… and Harper is forced to start over in a new town, moving to new schools and struggling to fit in. But she has one goal this year: survive senior year and secure her future at Harvard. This time, when she loses her third stepfather, she refuses to lose everything she has built in three years again. Then her mother leaves her with one option: she stays behind with an old friend. Her only job? Tutor the friend’s ‘dullard son’ so he passes his SATs. Harper readily agrees, only to discover the son is none other than Jace Carter. The nation’s hockey god and school royalty. More importantly, her number one enemy at school and personal nightmare. At school, they are enemies, but at home, they are teacher and student. But when his toxic ex sets her sights on destroying Harper and making her a target, will Jace step up to help her or not? Harper realizes surviving him might be harder than surviving her own life.

"Say it," Blaze growled, one hand on the wall beside Micah’s head. "I-I don’t want this," Micah breathed, gripping the crucifix in his hand, trembling as Blaze leaned closer" He was an ordained priest, he shouldn't be wanting a man or anyone like this, especially not his brother. "But your body's already sinning," Blaze whispered, fingers brushing his lips. "And I’ll make sure that when next you get on your knees, it'll be for me." ~ Micah Sawyer's dream had always been to become a priest, to serve, to be a vessel of purity in a broken world. But nothing could prepare him for the day he returned to Haloshul and crossed paths with Blaze. His stepbrother. His first sin. The sharp humoured boy who once teased him about his faith in their teenage stages had become a crime boss, a man soaked in danger, tattoos, a ruinous passion and obsession. When Blaze is wounded in a mysterious gang crossfire, he refuses treatment unless Micah comes. That one visit spirals into a kiss that shatters Micah's faith and unearths a hunger he cannot name. As Blaze draws him into a world of seduction, power, and spiritual decay, Micah is forced to confront the aching truth, his emptiness isn't cured by prayer, but by the very man he should be trying very hard to resist. Their entanglement isn't just forbidden, it's taboo.

They say you can't love with hate in your heart. But passion, heat, and attraction when fueled by hate taste all that much sweeter. Trigger warning!!! Please read at your own discretion!

I discover a helicopter in the estate three years after I'm transmigrated. My wife, Diana Snow, decides to drop the act after noticing my crippled legs. "Three years ago, you couldn't accept being my lover after I married Andrew," she says. "So, we trapped you here, tricking you into thinking that you had transmigrated. It seems that you've learned how to behave yourself after working as one of the household staff for three years." I have a hard time believing her words. The housekeeper of the estate tears her mask off and reveals her true identity—my sister, Beverly Graham. "Andrew's son is all grown up, so you can finally go home now, Connor," she says. "Your plan was absolutely flawless, Elise!" I slowly turn my head. The estate's doctor is smiling at me. "You were right the first time. I'm actually your childhood sweetheart, Elise Jefferson. I came up with this plan because I was worried that you would harass Andrew." I believe that I have been transmigrated for the past three years. I am beaten, trafficked, and tormented by countless people before Diana buys me and forces me to slave away in her estate. My legs are crippled, and I'm blind in one eye. In the beginning, I cry all day and all night about wanting to go home. Eventually, I become numb to my terrible life. It turns out that I didn't actually transmigrate. I suffer a complete mental breakdown. Seconds before I take my own life, strange words suddenly appear in my vision. "Congratulations to the male lead of this AI-written tragedy. Remaining time before you turn into a real person: Two days. "48:00:00. "47:59:59."

After having her everything turn to ashes, human protagonist Adeline has to venture out the world lost and alone to find peace for herself. However, with a painful past still chasing her and a surfacing mystery which was supposed to be hidden deep inside of her, she soon finds out that peace is just not meant for her. Just how much will it possibly take her to rise from the ashes? Warnings: Mature language