What Does The Author's Perspective Mean Novels & Stories

Three thousand years ago came the twilight of the gods. The betrayal of the Fire God reduced all civilizations to ashes, along with order itself and the glory of the divine realm. Three thousand years later, upon the new lands created by the King of the Gods, the deities were gradually reborn. The silent and ruthless King of the Gods. The beautiful and gentle Queen of Heaven. The innocent yet cruel Fire God. The endless conflicts between gods and giants, the blessings left behind for a thousand years, the memories preserved within the Hall of Valor… To me, all of it had once been nothing more than tales recorded in ancient scrolls. Even my encounter with Loki felt like a destiny long foretold. Only after becoming engaged to him did I realize that my marriage to Odin had once been the happiest time of my life— and that Loki himself had been the one who destroyed that happiness with his own hands. Had there been no memories left by the God of Love, had the war between the two tribes never begun, I would have known clearly what I was meant to do. To remain by Loki’s side. To accompany him—from rebirth… to destruction.

I was born with a one-track mind—I take everything seriously and do exactly as I'm told. When my adoptive father cursed a rival company, calling them bloodsucking vampires, I immediately went out, bought ten pounds of garlic and a crucifix, and stormed into their CEO's office to perform an exorcism. When my adoptive mother said she was willing to sell a kidney for the sake of the company, I contacted an underground black-market clinic on the spot and asked when they could schedule her surgery. Over time, no one dared joke casually around me anymore. Everyone in the family chose their words with extreme care, terrified I might take them at face value. That is, until the day of the family reunion banquet—when the fake heiress, who refused to leave no matter what, showed up as well. She hooked her arm through my brother's and flashed me a provocative smile. "Arista, Benji dotes on me the most," she said sweetly. "He said if anyone dares to make me unhappy, he'll chop them into pieces and dump them in the river to feed the fish." The banquet hall erupted in laughter. I was the only one whose face went deathly pale. The next second, I kicked my brother, Benji Collins, straight onto the dining table. I grabbed the silver steak knife and pressed it against his throat. "Everyone, stay calm," I announced loudly. "I've already called the police! For publicly advocating premeditated murder, desecration of a corpse, and antisocial personality tendencies… The minimum sentence is the death penalty!"

Michel Adnan Raihan, a man of British-Indonesian, who has many mysteries in his personal life. Nobody knew that he was the biggest mobster in France and the owner of the world's first largest company. "Are you happy to see her smile like that?" "Yes, I really like it. When she smiled, making the new life inside me return to its original state, Edwin. I don't care about people who like her, she is mine. It will stay like that until I die later. No one can take it from my hand. " "What if the enemy finds out about this?" "My principle is kill. No one in this world can take it from me. Moreover, to make him hurt and cry in front of me, I will never hesitate to kill him with my own hands. "

Vinca's life had turned into a nightmare. She was in utter pain, not remembering where she was or what had happened to her as her mind was blank and shrouded in darkness. Instincts told her that she needed to fight for her life. To survive and remember was her immediate goal. With time, she came to the realization that somebody wanted her dead and forgotten. Frost, also known as the Ice King, is as cold and aloof as his name suggests. An unrelenting man in his 30s, his life changes completely when he rescues a damsel in distress who slowly thaws his heart, turning him into a possessive lover on the road to seek revenge for his Sweet Pink. Love, mistrust and bittersweet revenge are intertwined in this romantic story of two broken hearts that are destined to stand the test of time as they wrap themselves in a healing process, but will they have their happily ever after?

You are mine now,” he whispers against her ear. “And I’m going to destroy everything you’ve ever loved.” But the shake in his voice gives him away. When Felix Castelli’s father was murdered in cold blood, two crime families who were once allies became enemies. Now Felix, the new Castelli boss, wants revenge and his weapon is Muna Romano, the daughter of the family he blames. Their marriage was once a promise. Now it feels like a cage. But Muna refuses to bow down. As hidden enemies rise and old loyalties crumble, Felix and Muna must face the hardest choice of all,hold on to hate, or risk everything for something new. Some empires are built on blood. What happens when two enemies discover theirs could be built on love?

When Henessey returns to her home country after 15 years away, she's not welcomed in the usual sense. Instead, her identical twin sister begs her to swap places for a date with the billionaire prince of the country, Kellen Powers. The plan was simple: ruin the dinner so he would reject the arranged marriage proposal. But everything backfires when Kellen accepts the proposal, seeing Henessey as the perfect crazy person to survive his family's politics. Henessy rejects him and runs away, only to end up spending a night with Kellen after getting her heart broken by her boyfriend. Despite their explosive attraction, she still refuses to marry him, driving the billionaire to obsession. With no other option, Henessey reveals her true identity to Kellen. Furious, he forces her into a contract marriage, threatening to destroy everything she holds dear. Henessey agrees to sign to protect her sister, but on the official wedding day, Kellen discovers his bride has been swapped with the original bride. Enraged, he abandons the wedding to search for Henessey, bringing chaos to her family's doorstep for their deceit. Kellen and Henessey share a history that only he remembers, making him bitter and determined to make her pay for what she did in the past. There’s a thin line between love and hate but the couple seem to be drawn to hate. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the secrets, pain, and deceit that await them? Or will they tear each other apart?

On the run from her adoptive father for five years after being sold to the Russian mafia, Lianna took refuge in the states. She thought New York City was a safe place for her, that it was her ticket out of the mafia world. Little did she know that it’s swarming with people much vile than the place escaped from. This city will pull her deeper into the underworld. ~~ "I'm not her." He stood up from his chair abruptly that it fell behind. It took him three strokes until he was holding my neck, lifting me, and pinning me on the wall as he choked me. He breathes the smoke in my face but I was losing air in my lungs to inhale it. "I've searched for you and you're giving me this crap?" he hissed in my face. "Try something else, Alexa, or I'll bury you alive." He let go of my neck, I gasped for air as my lungs took all the air it needed. It's better if he ends my life anyway. I thought to myself. "Where is it?" he asked as he stood beside the table. "Where is what?" He lifts a tattered knife in his hand as he walks slowly to where I stood now. "I'll carve my name in your chest if you don't stop acting dumb, Alexa." He traced the neckline of my dress with his knife. The pointed cold blade sent shivers all over my being. "Where did you bury my father!?" ~~ [Mature Content] Photo credits to Nikola Jovanovic

[TRIGGER WARNING: Reader's Discretion Is Advised. This book contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, dark romantic elements, and strong language. It is intended for adult audiences(18+). Proceed with caution.] He placed a hand on my leg, and my breath caught. His hand slowly began stroking my thigh, sending a strange wave of sensation through my body. My fingers tightened against my dress as my pulse quickened. His hand moved slowly higher, sliding deeper into my thigh. My body stiffened as his fingers brushed against my panties. My heart pounded loudly in my chest. Is Master doing what I think he’s going to do? I thought, panic slowly rising inside me. He leaned slightly closer to me, his shoulder brushing mine. “Try not to moan,” he whispered, my breath hitched. I tried my best to stay still, forcing myself to keep my expression calm as the men around the table continued their conversation. But under the table, his fingers kept teasing the fabric of my panties. My breathing grew uneven, then his fingers suddenly slipped inside. A small cough escaped my lips as my body jerked slightly from the sudden sensation. Several heads turned toward me. “Are you okay, Mrs. Enzo?” one of them asked with concern. My face burned with embarrassment. “Is something wrong? Did you choke on the food?” another man asked. “I think she choked on the food,” Enzo said calmly as he looked at me, his eyes held a warning.

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and ancient forces, Erin Windveil is a healer born with a cursed legacy—one tied to the awakening of the Wolf God. Marked as the Moon’s Orphan, she is the last of the Silverblood lineage, destined to wield the power of the Wolf God during the Blood Moon. But as the clans teeter on the brink of war, Erin must face the truth of her heritage—one that could either unite or destroy the fractured world. When she saves a mysterious warrior, Raynor Blackfang, she is thrust into a battle far greater than she could have imagined. Together, they must navigate betrayal, blood feuds, and a prophecy that seeks to control Erin’s every move. As Erin struggles to control the immense power inside her, she is forced to confront the shadows of her past and the future she never asked for. With enemies lurking at every corner and alliances shifting like sand, Erin must make a choice: embrace the power of the Wolf God and the throne it promises, or forge a new path that could save or doom them all. In the end, she must learn what it truly means to lead—and whether she can control the storm inside her before it consumes everything.

“I want you to fuck me until I am unable to walk anymore. I want you to fuck me until I reach my peak several times and do not have strength to get there anymore. Fuck me, daddy.” “As you wish, sunshine.” Caelia felt miserable after walking in on her fiancé, naked and lost with another MAN on what was supposed to be their matrimonial bed in few weeks. He was gay! Hurt and upset, she found a bar and drown her pain in bottles of wine. What started as a night of pain ended with a weak, naked body after multiple orgasm. Getting home the next day, she found out that the irresistible stranger she had a night stand with was the one that had been sponsoring her education for years, the only father figure in her life who was just back in the country after a recent divorce with his wife- Aric Phoenixbourne. Two heartbroken hearts meet, will they find a way to mend their broken hearts? ** “Forget all that happened, I am old enough to be your father.” She moved closer, swinging her hand around his neck. “Can I call you daddy?”