What Pillars Die In Demon Slayer

Zayla was abandoned when she was a baby during the war and was left with a human family to hide who she was, till years later, she would be set on a path of love, danger, and power beyond her imagination, but would she survive long enough? It's five in the morning ... my stupid alarm clock is going off, but I didn't want to wake from my amazing dream of this handsome man with his strong arms around me, looking deep into my Jade eyes. "Princess Zayla, we will finally be together soon, my love, and I will release myself from my curse, " his voice echoed painfully. I woke up jumping straight. What was that ?" I whispered to myself. "Find me PRINCESS Zayla IS ALL I KEEP HEARING." I am going crazy, SM, SM. I should get ready, but I could shake this weird feeling that my whole life will change...

“Why do I have to become your personal slave? You are a beast.” Leanda yelled. “You are not only going to become by personal slave,” Alarick chuckled and took a step closer to her, “You are also going to become my sex slave. You have to keep my bed warm every night.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her close. “W..W..What does that even mean?“ Leanda stuttered, her words choking in her throat. Alarick smiled as he trailed her face, and on to her lips, “Just your touch feels so soothing that my wolf can’t even fight against it,” he murmured, “How about I stay deep inside of you every night? How good will that feel?” *** Alarick Maddox, the alpha king of the Brown East Pack, whose wolf was possessed by the dark demon Ubel, drained him of his energy, leaving him weak and vulnerable. With a deadline looming, he set out to find his mate and secure an heir to his pack Alarick found his mate, Leanda a human girl who was still finding it difficult to pay back the goons which her stepmom borrowed from. She rejected Alarick’s offer to carry his child at first, but he was willing to take her back to his realm; willingly or forcefully.

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

"This is your new sister," they said. "Protect her," they said. Not love her. Not obsess over. Not need the lost and abandoned orphan with no where else to go with every fiber of my being. Just protect the new messenger of the old gods, with all that I am..... Forbidden love in a lost world of fairies, shifters, and Shin.

Blanche Lucille Emerson, a relentless and calculating Captain haunted by the loss of her wife, Venus, in a mysterious accident. Now driven by a thirst for vengeance, Blanche navigates a world of secrets, betrayal, and political machinations as she digs into the layers of deceit that surround her family's powerful pharmaceutical empire. Alongside her, Yama Laine, a trusted ally, and Cessair, her estranged sister, reveal their own hidden agendas. Blanche uncovers a vast conspiracy linked to General Grey and an underground organization known as the Black Spectre, which her father, Silas Grey, once controlled. The deeper she digs, the more she realizes that not only her wife’s death but also her parents' and countless others' were orchestrated to protect a dark secret connected to her family. As Blanche takes calculated risks and enlists Yama’s help, her plan teeters between survival and self-destruction. Along the way, her encounters with spies like Aracelli and the revelation of her sister Cessair’s resentment deepen the conflict. Old alliances crumble, as personal motivations clash, and long-buried truths about her family and its ties to the Black Market come to light. All the while, Blanche's mind is torn between her mission and her lingering love for Venus. With a final showdown on the horizon, the question remains: Can Blanche take down the enemy and clear her family’s name, or will the weight of the past bury her alive? Catch-22: To Die is To Live Hard is a story of revenge, loyalty, and the heavy price of uncovering the truth.

Ten years after he took over as the Alpha of the Mystic Pack, Alpha Adan Stone Robinson has yet to find his mate. With the clock ticking down and the desire to produce an heir, he was left with no choice but to find a suitable breeder. An Omega would be a perfect choice—someone who could give him a son and would not make his life complicated. Born to a Demon Prince and an Omega/rogue she-wolf, Lucija (Lucia) never wanted the Demon Princess life she had. In her attempt to run away from the underworld, she found herself thrown into the world of the wolves, the only realm her father told her never to cross. With her demon power suppressed, it was too late now to turn her back on the world her species hated the most. Now, she's at the mercy of the famous Alpha of the Mystic Pack - whose sole goal was to make her his perfect breeder.  ***** Book 1: Beneath Her Darkness COMPLETED Book 2: Braving The Darkness (also attached to this book) COMLPETED Book 3: Beyond The Darkness (coming soon)

A 25 years old boy named John is suddenly shot by his friend, which results in his death, but is reincarnated again as the new Demon King. Unfortunately, he agains dies in a battle. This time also he is reincarnated but as a human. Follow Vis' adventure as he gets revenge, becomes a demon and makes his own harem.

After pursuing Yves Chapman for five years, he finally agrees to marry me. Two months before the wedding, I get into an accident. I call him thrice, but he rejects my call each time. It's only because Clarisse Tatcher advises him to give me the cold shoulder for a while to stop me from pestering him. When I crawl out of that valley, I'm covered in injuries. My right hand has a comminuted fracture. At that moment, I finally understand that certain things can't be forced. But after that, he starts to wait outside my door, his eyes red as he asks me to also give him five years.

My childhood sweetheart has aplastic anemia and desperately needs a bone marrow transplant. His brother agrees to help, but there's a catch. "I can save him, but you need to marry me." My lover ultimately dies because of medical negligence. I'm heartbroken but still marry Martin Steinfeld per my promise. During the wedding, he gets on one knee before me. His gaze is loving as he says, "I'll treat you well for life, Audrey Lynch. I'll be a thousand times better than Henry; I won't let you shed another tear." I look at his face, which is so much like Henry Steinfeld's. I believe him. Three years after our marriage, I'm five months along when I stumble upon Martin with his mistress. He wraps an arm around her and sighs. "She still can't forget about that dead guy despite us being married for so long. She's not like you, who only has eyes for me. "If not for her insisting on marrying Henry and ruining my future, I wouldn't have had to take my own brother down so much earlier than planned." My blood runs cold, and I tremble all over. Hatred consumes me, and I only have one thought—I have to destroy Martin!

In the fifth year of my marriage to Kevin Gray, he, a sailor, is reported dead during a mission at sea. When his twin brother brings home his ashes, I break down and sob until I can barely breathe. Nothing can stand in the way of our love—not even death... or so I think. Grief consumes me. I cannot accept the reality of losing him. I try to end my life five times. Every time, Kevin's mother or his brother saves me. They plead with me to let go, to live on. After all, Kevin's last wish was for me to find happiness in every day of the life I had left. But in the third month of mourning, I discover the truth—he never died. He lied to me. He took his twin brother's identity and spent his days by Evelyn Stewart's side. He told me he still loved me, that he couldn't live without me, and that everything he was doing had a reason. He said he'd explain everything after Evelyn gave birth. To protect Evelyn and her unborn child, he asked me to move out for a while—just temporarily, until the baby was born. Then, he promised to bring me home again. Kevin, don't bother coming to get me. I'm not coming back.