Why Do Biblical Angels Look Scary Novels & Stories

“Why do you look at me like that?” Olivia whispered, her hands shaking. “Like I am something ugly you regret touching.” Kingsley’s eyes darkened. “Because I never wanted you.” Her heart cracked. “Then why didn’t you let me go?” He clenched his jaw. “Because fate is cruel… and now you belong to me.” Tears filled her eyes. “I don’t want to belong to someone who hates me.” His voice dropped, rough and low. “Be careful, little Luna. Hate is not what I feel.” ............ Olivia has never been loved. Her family hates her. Her pack mocks her. She believes she is nothing. At the mating ceremony, fate plays a cruel game. Her mate is Alpha Kingsley — the cold, powerful, and feared Alpha King. But instead of loving her, he rejects her in front of everyone… then accepts her only because he needs her for power. To him, Olivia is just a tool. To his pack, she is an embarrassment. But Olivia is not weak. She carries hidden moon magic. She has a rare wolf. And she holds a power that can change the world. As they spend time together Kingsley begins to see the truth. The girl he once looked down on is strong, kind, and rare. Slowly, painfully, he falls in love with her. But it might already be too late. Because Olivia is no longer the unwanted girl. She is now the most desired woman in the werewolf world. Alphas fight for her. Kings bow to her. And the Alpha King who once rejected her may have to lose her forever.

She is a free spirit, trapped in a bird cage of death, danger and despair. Little Alessa has always known one thing above all- she was born to be the perfect Principessa of the Cosa Nostra, the Italian Mafia. She was urged to smile when asked to, laugh even when the jokes were anything but funny, charming to all who were allies. She was perfection incarnate...well, that's what they think. They know nothing of her wild abandon, of her plans to be anything but the perfect princess, royalty of a world dredged so deep in blood, she choked on it. Her plans to run were absolute...well, until HE came along. The mysterious Pakan-a Don like her father- shielded by the shadows that he ruled from. He was the anomaly that she least expected. He destroyed her plans and she hated him for it. So why then does her heart beat so fast when he is near? Why is he the one she thinks about before she sleeps? Why does she so long to see him when she's sad? She wanted the freedom, the life beyond the shadows and explore the world. But Emerald colored eyes, cocky smirks, rough hands, cigarettes and darkness were starting to look a little more appealing...

Anastasia Morbelle's life has been a series of hardships and betrayals. Sold as a slave by her own family, she finds herself at the mercy of the ruthless Alpha Sirius of the Nightshade pack. But when a fleeting moment of passion leads her to believe she has found her mate in Sirius, her world is shattered when he chooses another as his mate. Heartbroken and pregnant with Sirius's child, Anastasia flees into the treacherous Southern forest, only to be rescued by the enigmatic Alpha king, Alpha Marthias Martinez of the Cloudfall pack. As she begins to find solace and love in Marthias' arms, she must also navigate the dangerous situation when Sirius's mate leaves him and he comes looking for Anastasia. "I will make sure to find her and make her mine once again. Even if it's the last thing I do." Caught in a web of love, betrayal, and danger, Anastasia must find the strength to protect herself and her unborn child while facing the relentless pursuit of Alpha Sirius. "Don't worry mi'lady, from now, every atom of my body will be dedicated to your protection and that of your baby." Will she find true love and happiness with Marthias, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her?

"You are my mate, Aurelia." "You are mine, Dabria." Two different people, two different creatures claimed me as theirs. One being my fated mate, the Werewolf king Reagan Darius. Another being the sour enemy of the werewolf Kingdom, the Vampire King Erix Drystan. I should be choosing my fated mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me. I should love him then why do I have this weird attraction towards that vampire? Why can't I see him hurt? Why didn't I try to fight back when he kidnapped me? Why? __________________________________ Aurelia Dabria, the daughter of the Midnight Pack Alpha. She is beautiful, charming and she was to find her mate soon. But on a unfaithful day, she was kidnapped. She should despise her kidnapper. But why is she getting attracted to him with days passing by? A story full of twists, love, emotion, betrayal and slow burn romance.

“You took a photo of me without my permission.” “Then why do you look like you want to be seen?” Elliot Marlowe is a struggling photographer living paycheck to paycheck in a tiny New York apartment. One accidental photo in Central Park changes everything—a haunting shot of a mysterious, brooding man who turns out to be none other than Damien Whitlock, the untouchable billionaire tech mogul with a reputation as cold as his fortune. Instead of suing, Damien makes Elliot an offer: become his personal photographer. It's the beginning of a dangerous game—one filled with stolen glances, unspoken truths, and a fake relationship meant to protect Damien’s public image. But behind Damien’s icy exterior lies an artist scarred by betrayal, and behind Elliot’s lens is a man desperate to feel seen for the first time. As the line between performance and passion begins to blur, secrets unravel. A fake kiss becomes real. A lie about love becomes a truth too big to silence. And when heartbreak and ambition threaten to tear them apart, both must choose between fear and vulnerability, between survival and surrender. In a world where image is everything, can two men find the courage to be each other’s truth? Or will the picture-perfect illusion destroy them both?

"You okay?" He asks her and she nodded but the look on her face stats she's scared. "I'm fine" She muttered. "Did they hurt you?" He asked. "No" "Look at me. Look at me Elsa!" He insisted and Elsa shivered. "Can I ask you?" "What?" He asked. "Can you please remind me how I meet you." Elsa said. "It all started at a party" He said. ___ Her name is Elsa, A nineteen years old naive girl. Beautiful with hazel eyes. She was being treated differently by her family members. What did she do? Getting raped wasn't her fault. Is that the reason she has to be treated so bad?! Everything changed, in just One day. Every day she ask herself, how on Earth did she get to meet the bad Mafia Boss! Can her life get anymore better?

The day my mother brought her childhood sweetheart back to the villa, my father—who had already quit smoking—stood on the balcony and smoked through the entire night. Back then, his colleagues at the research institute all envied him for having a wife who was a CEO. They said he should have stayed home and enjoyed life—why work so hard outside when all he needed to do was keep a firm grip on the household finances? But my father never agreed. "Those things are all external," he would say. "As long as the feelings are still there, we'll be fine whether we're rich or poor. And if one day she no longer loves me, I'll leave with nothing and walk away alone." He never expected his words to become prophecy. My mother truly did stop loving him. Later, when she appeared before the media, arm in arm with that man, my father didn't look back. He boarded a flight overseas and disappeared from our lives. And as I stared at the photo in my social feed—my fiancée's hand entwined with someone else's—I knew it was time for me to leave too, just like my father had.

Her I have a perfect life. I have everything I want. I am mated to the Alpha and soon we are going to get married. I have loving and perfect parents. I have all the attention and love I want. But then I had to do a lot to achieve all this. I have ruined, I have tortured and I have killed the only man that loved me truly to get this position, to get this attention. And mind you I regret nothing I did in the past. I was just loving myself. Him I have always loved her. I have always wanted her. I always admired and respect her but she. But then the woman I loved more than my life, wanted to take my life for her fun and for her dare. I was a weak little one back then but now, I am a monster who can survive for as long as I wants to and now it's my time to make my Darcy, the dark one at heart pay for whatever she has done with me. It's time for everyone to watch how scary her life will be.

~"I will not touch you until you beg me to" he whispered the words heatedly in my ears. ~ I never wanted to marry him, he was a stranger, a handsome stranger with looks to rival a Greek god, and a smile that could make angels weep with envy. But it was the wish of my dying father. Marry Ian Quinn, the new owner and a notorious businessman, and ensure our blood continues to be a part of the company. I would be giving up my life, my future. Still, I signed my name on the dotted line. And then I said the two words. I do.

It was the rumored Sebastian Black I was finally getting married. But he didn’t even come on the wedding day. I was standing at the altar without a man. The man I was getting married to was rumored to be impotent and cold. He hated women and also maltreats them. Most people called him Mr. D Dark instead of Black. Why was I marrying him? I didn’t care to what he would do to me or if he would kill me afterwards. All I wanted was to keep mother alive and see her well again. * * “You didn’t come to the wedding.” Isabelle stated as Sebastian slowly unbuckled his shirts. “Why? Why did you do that?” Isabelle yelled and that amazed him. No woman had dared raised a voice at him. What made this woman special? He stopped his hands at a bottom he was trying to get off. His eyes turning at Isabelle, coldly. She didn’t even flinch. P.E.R.F.E.C.T he said in his head. He had always wanted someone who would challenge him and even question his decisions And 'that' he had found in this woman. “I like you,” he said advancing closer to her. “What can I do to make you forgive me.”