When Darkness Holds Light

Ophelia Morgan, a beautiful young woman meets the arrogant but strikingly attractive and handsome billionaire/CEO, Nicholas Kendrick, and it is attraction at first sight- at least for the beautiful and charming Ophelia. Nicholas is a cold-hearted man with no emotional attachment and he doesn't reciprocate Ophelia's feelings even though they are blantantly obvious to him. Will Ophelia ever lose hope on her love for him or will he finally notice and love her the way she deserves? Read on to find out!

Cole Patrick is merely a doorstep spawn who is reluctantly adopted by the Wyatt dynasty. He endures the mistreatment from the family but cannot speak up because the Wyatt's are powerful and influential. Zye Wyatt is an exception. She shows him kindness but is careful not to do it in front of the other members of the family. An innocent touch, a shared laugh, and suddenly, their bond blossoms into a forbidden love, ignited under the stars one lazy evening. However, their ruse comes to an end on prom night when Zane, Zye's brother finds them kissing behind the school library. He reports to their father who ships Zye abroad and kicks Cole out. At 18, homeless and determined to rise above his status, Cole forges a path of his own. Ten years later, Zye, broken and fresh from her divorce, finds herself looking for work in a small town. She is attracted to a bike gang from the town and is interested in joining as a step to her freedom. She realises that the bike gang leader is none other than Cole. Hardened by life but still her first love. However, their reunion does not last longer. A private investigator sent to find Zye's whereabouts reports them to her dad. The fragile peace they've curated shatters as shocking truths emerge: Cole wasn't abandoned; he was stolen from his mother after Mr. Wyatt brutally murdered his father. And his mother? Alive, a prisoner of the Wyatts' dark secrets all these years. Now, Cole stands at a crossroads: choose the woman who once offered him solace, or embrace the roaring vengeance for his shattered past and reclaim his stolen birthright. Can their love, forged in the fires of deception and longing, survive the ashes of Wyatt family lies?

“You?” I finally found my voice “ you are the girl I slept with last night” he asked looking at me like I wasn't real. Oh shit how could I have slept with someone I've been forced to marry?. A heartbroken Anna was forced into marriage to save her father’s dying company, while upset she went to a club got drunk and ended up having sex with the same man she was to marry the same day, What happens when they meet each other on their wedding day and discovers the had sex??

Do I need to cut off someone’s limbs, little flame?” he growled into my ear. I tilted my head instinctively “He’s nothing you need to worry about,” I whispered. “I’m not worried, baby. I’m annoyed.” His growled. But I barely processed his words. “You called me baby,” I said, stunned. “And?” “I didn’t think wolves used such... terms of endearment.” He chuckled darkly. “We use whatever we want, ‘baby.’ Those words aren’t reserved for other species.” He kissed the side of my neck, slow and possessive. My lips parted in shock and hunger. Hunger for him. For more of his words that seemed to touch not just my heart, but the deepest, most vulnerable parts of me. “You’re in an awfully good mood,” I whispered, biting my lip to stop a moan. “I deserve it. I’ve been in a terrible mood since I left you in that hallway three nights ago. I can’t wait to be done with this damn party so I can kiss you properly.” His voice was thick with want. I felt weightless and boneless. Every nerve in my body tuned to him. He was too much. “Are you finally free?” I asked, my voice shaky from how turned on I was. “I’m not, little flame,” he said, biting my ear and licking the same spot after. “But for tonight? You have me all to yourself.” “Sounds exciting,” I breathed. “It is. Are you wet yet?” he whispered, voice like molten sin. “I am. Very.” “Good,” he murmured. “Stay like that all night. It will get worse but you’ll think of me while we mingle. And then, when this party is over, when you can’t take the ache anymore, I’ll let you come.”

[ON HOLD AND UNDERGOING HEAVY REVISION] Go ahead and check out my other complete and ongoing books. I personally recommend Marked by Moonlight and Contracted for the Alpha. You can thank me later. 😉 It is a time when all supernatural beings are believed to be extinct. After the Raven war between supernatural creatures and humans - wherein humans won the war - what was left of the supernatural community went into deep hiding, using any means necessary to blend into the shadows - which was why when Nate decided to save a soft human girl in danger, he didn't bargain for the shit storm that was about to hit him and his pack brothers. When trouble comes knocking at Nate Bane and his pack of four, they didn't know their little underground world was about to be upended by the girl Nate saved, who is also the only daughter of General Reid - the most powerful supernatural hunter in the state - and has fate would have it, Nate's Mate. Follow the Bane pack as they try to survive a world set against them while fighting for their fate, their mates, and a place in the world again.

My name is Sarah. I am an alpha female, but I live like an slave in the middle of my father pack. I am just the bastard child of my family, the product of rape and everyone hates me. I hoped that when I turned 18 my life would change. But everything got worse, and on my eighteen birthday my own mother tried to kill me, but the odds were in my favor. I lived while my mother died. I continued to hope that something will change. All I wanted in this life was to find someone to love me. All I wanted was to find my mate, and more than that I wanted that mate to be my friend , Patrick, the Alpha King son. The only man who ever showed me some kindness. I hoped that he will take me out from Blood Mon Pack, where my father tolerates me only because the magic from my blood. It is said that the hope dies last. Well folks! Let me tell you, my hope died! The day I found out that Patrick wanted my sister, and I was just a tool in his hands. Like I said, I'm Sarah Thomson In the eyes of some werewolves, I am less than a slave. But is that an actual fact or my pack members got it wrong?

Seven years into our marriage, my husband, Lucas Thorne, is hailed as a legendary astronomer in the field of astronomy. It is no secret that he absolutely adores me, his wife. He always keeps a polite, distant demeanor with those around him. Even when his new assistant, Serena Cox, asks for his number, he coldly turns her down. In the year he proposed to me, he named a star "LAW", which was an acronym for "Lucas Adores Wilma". Since then, every asteroid he discovers is named with initials that hold a special significance only the two of us know. To others, they might just be scientific achievements. But to me, they are unspoken love letters. This goes on until this morning, when I stumble upon an unfamiliar phone. I unlock it easily with my middle name, thinking it's yet another quiet gesture of his love. But to my horror, I find a string of explicit messages between him and another woman. The person who was at the receiving end of those messages was none other than… Serena, his assistant.

When I was nine, I was caught in the blast while trying to save Joel Yorks, and the loud wave took away my hearing. Since then, I have had to wear hearing aids. Joel felt guilty. He insisted on having my hand in marriage. With his eyes welling up in tears, he swore, “Helen, I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.” However, when I turned eighteen… Everything changed because he wanted to please the prettiest girl in the school. He ripped off my hearing aid in front of her and our classmates and said in disdain, “I’ve had enough of you being a burden. I really wish you hadn’t survived that day when you were nine. It would have been better if you were dead.” I clutched my audiology report and stayed silent. When I got home, I quietly revised my college applications and formally broke the engagement along with my parents. Joel and I would go our separate ways after that. We would not need to meet again.

Margaux Andrea dela Paz, mapag-mahal at mabait na ate sa kaniyang kapatid. Iniwan sila sa kanilang magulang kaya kailangan tumigil ni Margaux sa pag-aaral para mag-trabaho para may pang-tustos sa pang araw-araw na kakainin nila at sa pag-aaral ng kaniyang kapatid. Hanggang sa hindi na sapat ang kaniyang suweldo at kailangan niyang humanap ng trabaho na malaki ang sahod. Isa sa mga ka-trabaho niya ay nag-suggest na mag-trabaho bilang stripper. Noong una ay nag-alinlangan pa ito pero kalaunan ay pumayag din. Naging maganda naman 'yong unang linggo niya hanggang sa isang gabi ay may bigla nalang lumapit sa kaniya na lalaki. Hindi niya alam na 'yon pala ang gugulo sa kaniyang buhay. Araw-araw silang nagkikita sa bar. HangganUg sa nagkakamabutihan at naging sila na nga. Isang araw, nagulat nalang si Margaux nang mabalitaan na may nakatakda na palang magiging asawa ang kaniyang nobyo. At sa araw din na iyon ay nalaman niya buntis pala siya.

In a world ravaged by global nuclear fallout, I struggled to survive alongside my fragile, sweet-faced best friend, dodging one radiation storm after another. The route to the Central Safety Zone was blocked—we had no choice but to use two detonators to blast open the tunnel. Otherwise, we would be caught in the storm, our bodies rotting away until we either dissolved into blood sludge or turned into zombies. … In my previous life, I had risked everything to secure those detonators, only for my best friend to hand them over to a complete stranger without hesitation. "They have elderly people and children on their side too," she said earnestly. "One detonator can save many lives. Iris, you can't be selfish." I was so furious my blood pressure nearly exploded, but with no other option, I went straight into a horde of zombies to steal backup detonators. I lost an arm in the process, drenched in blood and barely standing. Yet, she complained that I was covered in gore and had frightened the children. After finally regrouping with the main convoy, I rushed to deliver the formula for anti-radiation medicine to the research institute so that more people could be saved. But she accused me of stealing supplies and trying to flee, which led to my expulsion from the base, and death, my body rotting away under the radiation. When I opened my eyes again, there was still one hour left before the radiation storm hit. I looked down at the two detonators in my hand, then at my pitiful, tear-brimmed best friend—and I smiled. Since she loved being a good person so much, this time, I would let her be one to her heart's content.