Who Most Powerful God

I was betrayed by my fiancé and best friend on the day of our wedding. The very next day, I was auctioned off to pay for my family’s debt. Sold. Helpless. Alone. And then I met him— The man they call the devil. The one I never imagined I could love. The same man who vowed to destroy me. Bound by vengeance and hatred, can I ever escape the cage he built around me?

“I tried to kill you the first day I saw you. I told myself it was mercy. That livestock shouldn’t carry a predator’s mark. Then you looked at me with those eyes, and my wolf refused to obey. You think you’re being watched? You are. Not because I want you dead anymore… but because if anyone else tries, I will end them.” …………………… Alpha Xander Nightfall was never meant to have a human mate. Especially not a male one. A mistake he plans to eliminate with a bullet. Noah Bennett has never questioned his straight, ordinary life. Until the night a masked man with gold eyes presses him against his own wall and makes him crave things he cannot confess out loud. He wakes alone, aching, ashamed… and desperate for it to happen again. Xander tells himself he is studying his target. He tells himself the touches are nothing and the hunger is temporary. Yet every time Noah trembles beneath his hands, the wolf inside him marks, claims, protects. And the more he claims, the more impossible the truth becomes. Because the human he plans to eliminate might not be human at all. And what he is……………….might start a supernatural war.

"Wha-what are you doing?" I stutter my voice coming out as a breathless whisper. He breathes out. His breath fanning across my face, it smells of peppermint with a hint of orange. I shiver at the feeling. Sending a sensation that's equally as phenomenal as it is terrifying down my body. He leans in just a little closer so that our noses are almost touching. I stare up into his eyes, unsure of what to do. I feel frozen in place, like I can't move, like maybe I don't want to. "Time to seal it with a kiss" he suggests with a smirk. ***************************** In a world where memories can be erased and darkness lurks in every corner, Zephyrine life is about to take a terrifying turn. After a mysterious incident leaves her with no recollection of the past three months, Zephyrine awakens in an unfamiliar room, surrounded by strangers. Confusion and fear grip her as she struggles to piece together the fragments of her lost memories. The only constant is Xylus, the boy with electric green eyes, who seems to know more about her than she does. As Zephyrine delves deeper into her forgotten past, she uncovers a chilling conspiracy that threatens her very existence. With a psychotic killer on the loose and her own supernatural abilities awakening, she must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with betrayal and deception. Time is running out. As the shadows close in and the truth becomes more elusive, Zephyrine must confront her fears and decide who she can trust. Will she reclaim her memories before it's too late, or will the darkness consume her forever?

He marked me. He rejected me. Then he tried to kill me. Now I’m back… With a new name, a new face And a secret that could destroy him. I was fated to the Alpha who hates me. But this time… I’m not the weak one.

“Are you a virgin?” It should have embarrassed her. Instead, the raw restraint in his eyes made her heart tremble. “Yes,” she whispered. “But don’t stop. Please.” …. "I have only three conditions," he stated, his voice as cold as the diamond on her finger. "First, I can’t stand clingy women. Second, falling in love with me is strictly forbidden. And third? Whoever we choose to sleep with is our own business." … Three years ago, Ashley Barton made a bargain she could never truly win. To secure her freedom, she buried her true identity and lived as an omega, all to make Alpha Rowan fall in love with her for who she was. On the night they were meant to complete their mating, Ashley walked into hell. Her best friend was tangled in the sheets with the man who was supposed to claim her. Ashley ran. Under the full moon, raw with grief and desperation, fate found her anyway. In the wilderness, she collided with a powerful Alpha, dangerous, dominant, and unreadable. Pain blurred into desire. The bond snapped into place. He marked her. Claimed her. Bound their souls together in blood and moonlight. By dawn, he was gone. Just the echo of his presence and the weight of his mark burned into her skin left. She was humiliated and cast out like trash. That was when Ashley broke. She went home, bowed her head, and accepted the arranged marriage she had once sworn to escape. Fate, however, was unkind. Her fiancé was the very Alpha who had claimed and marked her, yet when they met again, he did not recognize her at all. To him, she was a stranger. Instead, he offered her a one-year contract marriage, cold, controlled, and bound by rules meant to suffocate emotion.

Upon hearing about my husband's surgery, I braved a typhoon and torrential rain, driving four hours back to the city. When I arrived at the hospital, my husband, Xander Gray, was lying on the hospital bed, calling out loudly, "I want my wife! Get my wife here!" His buddies around him joked about how his wife had him completely whipped. Everyone said he loved me to death. Blushing, I walked over with a happy smile and held his hand, saying, "I'm here." To my surprise, he shook off my hand in disgust and snarled, "Get lost! You're not my wife! My wife is Beverly Long!"

YOLO! You only live once.That is my motto in life. I don't care about what other people would say and think about me. I am me. And others' opinions don't matter.I am Alexa Lopez, Alex for short. Everyone calls me by that name, including my parents. I am a proud lesbian and I am lucky that my parents accept me for who I am but sometimes my mom still wishes that I will wake up to my senses one day and meet a man.Me? Meeting a man? Yuck!I heard many times from my friends and some relatives that I look pretty. They said I have a good body and they are sure that if I am a straight girl, many boys will chase after me.But that will never happen. I am not pretty, I am handsome.I am 17 years old, still a teenager and young as they say but I am already mature. I already had 3 girlfriends in the past and all of them were head over heals at me. I can't blame them, I treated them nicely and I did my best to be a good partner for them, giving them gifts, accompanying them when they go shopping and help them with their studies. I sometimes even do their homework and their projects.I am the only child in my family and I must say we are financially stable. My dad is a lawyer and my mom is a dermatologist.I am currently a senior high school student in Mary Poppins International School and I am also one of the varsity players of the women's basketball team. I am quite famous I must say.It may seem that I have everything, but inside this tough person is still a fragile lady.

I've died on my wedding day. When I'm in the middle of getting cruelly tortured by the thugs, my parents, older brother, and my fiance are all comforting my younger adopted sister, Arianna Capuano, who's bawling her eyes out. Before I die, I've called them for help. But Diego Atzori, my fiance who's the next Don of the Atzori family, sounds extremely angry at me when he picks up the call. "Carlotta Capuano, Arianna's life is more important than our marriage! Stop putting on an act just to attract attention!" The call goes dead. My life is also entering its countdown. I can only lie in my own puddle of blood, my body broken and mutilated, until I stop breathing entirely. No one can find me at home. They think I'm just throwing a tantrum because the wedding has gotten canceled. Perhaps I've chosen to run away from the altar just so I can attract their attention. What they don't know is the fact that I've never left home. In fact, I've died in the basement of my own house. I died right beneath their feet.

When I was seven years old, a handsome man Mom brought home gave me a box of mangoes. That day, Dad watched me happily eating the mangoes as he signed his name on the divorce agreement. Then, he jumped to his death. From that day on, mangoes became a lifelong nightmare for me. So, on our wedding day, I told my wife, Irene Johnson, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." She held me without saying a word. From that moment on, mangoes became forbidden for her as well. … On the fifth Christmas Eve after we got married, Irene's childhood sweetheart, Steven Carter, placed a mango on her desk. That same day, she announced that she was cutting ties with him and fired him from the company. That day, I felt that she was the woman destined for me. ... Six months later, I return from overseas after closing a billion-dollar deal. At the celebration dinner, Irene hands me a drink. After I drink half of it, Steven, the man who was kicked out of the company, stands behind me and grins. "Is the mango juice good?" he asks. I look at Irene in disbelief, but she is holding back a laugh. "Don't be mad. Steve insisted I play a joke on you. I didn't give you a mango, just a bottle of its juice. "But I think Steve is right. There's something wrong with you for not eating mangoes. Look at how much you enjoyed it just now!" she says. I keep a cold expression, raise my hand, and splash the remaining mango juice onto her face. Then, I turn and walk away. Some things are never a joke. Mangoes aren't, and neither is my decision to divorce.

Disclaimer: Book one of the series, titled The Girl Who Loved Two Princes, is also available on Goodnovel. Read in order for best enjoyment❤️❤️❤️ Book TWO (The Her Before You) Aria Maine is a new queen in need of a king consort to claim her throne. All three of her suitors come with... complications Her brother's best friend… is engaged The bad boy prince she fell for long ago… broke her heart. Prince charming, her ally in war… his brother slaughtered her entire family. Three suitors. A ticking clock. Boy oh boy, (oh boy) how does a girl choose? *** Book THREE (You, Me, Her and Him) A one night stand. That was all Keira Dormer should have been. Six months later, Aaron Condor is hopelessly in love. Life robs the young lovers of their moment when Keira's mother, The Queen of Assassins, is murdered. Now it's six months later. Aaron is on the precipice of giving Emily Maine her shot when Keira crashes their first date to save his life from Kate, her vengeful twin assassin. In a desperate move to keep Aaron safe, she kidnaps and forces him into a fake engagement. One week together to put her mother's murder to bed. Then they would part ways forever. This was the deal. Keira isn't the only one who has a past with Aaron though. Lady Emily Maine has loved him for years. She's so smitten she plans to get him back from his fake fiancée. But will her crusade be successful when she keeps clashing with her former flame, notorious playboy assassin, Duke Nathan Dormer? A murder to solve. A second chance to claim a lost love. But which woman is Aaron's HEA? The assassin with one foot out the door or the CEO with one too many secrets?