Why Is Snape The Half Blood Prince

Book 1 - His Mate Book 2 - His Mate: The Demon King Book 3 - His Mate - Prince Asher "I know you are there," she said, her heart beating loud in her chest as her eyes searched frantically around. "I can...sense you." She added, hoping that might just scare whoever of whatever that was following her. She sighed, waiting for an answer or a noise, or anything that would just alert her of the ubiquitous presence with her. However, when a long time passed and nothing happened -the trees were still as still as they were and the moonlight shone as brightly- she counted from one to ten and turned to continue on her walk but she stopped frozen when she came face to face with the biggest wolf she had ever seen. Her heart jumped out of her chest when her eyes locked with it's red ones. A late run in the woods one night brought Asher to human teenagers camping in the woods. A flitting thought to see what they were up to brought him face to face to someone he never thought he would meet. She was not pretty and wasn't even the average of his taste in women but there was something about her that seemed to pull him and seemed to calm his raging demon. But apart from that was something else, something that screamed danger and might ruin all his years of effort.

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

Amara Drivas was treated as an outcast by the Crimson moon pack. It's been sixteen years of slavery and humiliation that she endured, thinking it was the right thing to do; to be grateful knowing that she—a half-human and a half-werewolf—was accepted to live with the pack after her human mother died when she gave birth of her. She felt indebted towards the pack to whom her father was loyal, so even though the place turned out to be like hell for her, she obeyed the Alpha and the full bloods. But as she grew older, she found herself questioning the apparent inequality and unjust rules of the higher ranks, including the Alpha. The night before her seventeenth birthday, a tragedy happened before her eyes. Her father Argus Drivas and the love of her life Killan Montreal, who did nothing but obey the Alpha,were killed by the warrior wolves. Amara's wrath was kindled. All her life, she thought that shifting into a wolf would be impossible—as most werewolves in the pack have concluded that she was a cursed child, a punishment by the Moon goddess to her parents—but at that unexpected moment, she transformed into a dangerous wolf. She never felt so powerful until that night she transformed. Rage and vengeance overpowered her that killing became so easy. She killed the warrior wolves in their house and then escaped to a faraway land where werewolves couldn't enter— in Drysdale, the territory of humans. As she lived in that place, she learned new things that Amara, herself, did not even realize during her stay in the Crimson moon pack for so many years. A realization that she wasn't cursed and the power that has given her by the Moon goddess turned out to be a wonderful blessing. What else would she figure out?

<> - Vanessa thought rock bottom was signing divorce papers with Derek Holland, a man with the emotional depth of a teaspoon. Turns out, rock bottom had a basement, and Ryker Holland was waiting for her down there with a smirk and a plan. Ryker, Derek's older half-brother (aka the family's dirty little secret), shows up offering Vanessa a deal: help her make her ex-husband, Derek Holland, jealous enough to come crawling back. In exchange, he secures his position as CEO. But Ryker isn't doing this out of kindness for he is petty and cruel. He would do anything to trample all over Derek, and now he has the perfect weapon. Vanessa, freshly dumped and just desperate enough to play along. And if she happens to enjoy making her ex suffer too? Well, that's just a bonus. As Vanessa sinks deeper into Ryker's twisted world of fake romance, secrecy and family dysfunction, things start getting real. Because fake love? It's a lot easier to control than real feelings. And Ryker has no idea what to do when the game stops being a game. Is Vanessa walking into a trap or building one of her own? Either way, the Holland brothers are going down. One's going to break, and the other's going to enjoy every second of it. _Disclaimer: This story features morally complex, flawed characters with twisted motives. It includes themes of manipulation, deception, and emotional cruelty. Reader discretion is advised.

Seven years into our marriage, I went to the hospital as usual to bring Jason Gunn lunch. But as I stood outside his office, I overheard his colleagues teasing him about a patient, calling her his girlfriend. To my shock, Jason didn't deny it—he simply smiled and allowed it. I placed the lunchbox down and turned to leave. He rushed after me, angrily accusing me of being unreasonable. "Zara is just a patient, someone who had surgery. She can't be stressed out. I'm a doctor! Can't you, as my wife, understand that?" In the past, I would have exploded, causing a scene and making the entire hospital chaotic. But now, I didn't care anymore.

"Help!" she screamed, despite knowing it was hopeless. "Please save me!" "There will be no help for you, Sylvia Browne." His black eyes were filled with hatred as he looked down at her. "You're mine." "What do you intend to do with me?" She asked, quivering with fright. Xavier smiled menacingly at her. “Everything. Everything I've wanted to do to you. In Private." ************************* The perfect wedding. The perfect husband. The perfect dress. Everything was going according to Sylvia's plan. She was finally having her dream wedding with Arnold, a powerful billionaire in the country. But she did not plan to meet her husband's arch-enemy and rival. She surely did not intend to be abducted on her wedding day. Xavier was angry when he discovered that the man who had destroyed his happiness was getting married. Filled with the desire for revenge, he abducted the bride, Sylvia. He had only two intentions: ruin the wedding and take the girl for his revenge plot. But when he looked into her eyes, he felt different. He wasn't supposed to desire her. He wasn't supposed to want her in his bed. But he did. And Xavier got anything he desired.

One man, One Deal, One Night. Icen Evren Knight Was Mine. I met a billionaire on a lie. I was his temporary Cinderella. He was my prince, all sharp edges and expensive sin. That night ruined me. He took my breath. He set my body on fire. Icen was savage. I kept the ring he gave me—proof that the magical moment was real. But I had to run. No note, no goodbye. I became a ghost. That one-night mistake became my whole life. A pair of midnight eyes. A tiny heartbeat. Our son. I had to keep moving, running constantly to save our son. My past is a killer. He took my twin sister. He wants me dead. That constant running saved me from two things: the man who killed my sister, and the father of my child that I left behind. Four years later, fate threw me back to the man who ruined me. He’s still painfully gorgeous. He still smells like expensive sin. Now? He hates me. To him, I’m a ghost. A liar who ran. A mistake he wished to undone. The cruelest curse: He’s my boss. I’m his employee. We breathe the same air, I have no fairy good mother or a magic wand to save me from his wrath. I need to toughen up. I must fit into his world. Not for me, but for the boy whose face reminds me of the man I ache for. Now I have two predators: the powerful boss who wants me exposed, and the killer who wants me buried. I'll sacrifice everything for my son. Because fairytales are for fools, and I’m living proof of a dream that may not come true.

As the next Priestess of the Blood Wolves Clan, Asha Blood would have never imagined that her clan's peace and prosperity for thousands of years would vanish in the hands of the royalty that they have been serving with utmost sincerity and almost manic loyalty. The destruction of the Blood Wolves Clan was like an unexpected storm that arrived and left as it pleased. As the holy servants of the goddess, how can they fall to such an extent? Laying in her own pool of viscous rustic blood as she felt the warmth of life leaving her body, Asha's dark pupils burned with endless hate and indignation.

I was the daughter of the Ashford Pack Alpha — the most beautiful she-wolf in the entire southern territory. Alphas lined up to pursue me, and I couldn't be bothered to give any of them a second glance. Until my best friend dared me: "Sera, I've got a bet for you. Think you can make my brother Kieran fall for you? Win, and I'll give you my mother's healing moonstone necklace. Lose, and you hand over that limited-edition sports car you love so much." Countless beautiful she-wolves had tried to get into his bed. Every last one of them had been turned away cold. The very first night after I took the bet, I saved Kieran from a silver poisoning, and spent the rest of that night tangled up with him while he burned through his heat. For the two years that followed, he grew more and more obsessed with me. On the long conference table in the pack meeting room, he pinned me down against the papers. In every room of his private estate, we left traces of ourselves behind. I gradually fell in love with him during countless intimate moments. Until the night only to overhear his conversation with the pack elder. "Alpha, it's time to announce who will be Luna." The Elder's voice was low and deliberate. "Miss Seraphina has been by your side for two years now. According to pack tradition—" "Enough." Kieran cut him off. "She and I were just having fun." The Elder was quiet for a moment. "And your first love? When you two separated, she asked for two years apart to try other partners. Those two years are up now. Isn't it time for her to come back?" "Yes." Warmth finally crept into Kieran's voice. "It's time for her to come back." That was when I realized — his so-called true love was my half-sister. The person I hated most in the world. For two years, I had been just his experiment while he "tried someone else". I turned and walked away without a second thought. But this powerful Alpha went mad — tearing through the entire wolf world searching for me.

Myan mendapati dirinya terbangun di hamparan padang rumput berbunga yang luas setelah terperosok ke dalam jurang dari tebing yang tinggi, saat mendaki gunung dalam acara kebersamaan karyawan yang diadakan oleh perusahaannya. Masih dalam keadaan bingung, datang seorang pria yang berpenampilan dan berpakaian asing turun dari kuda putihnya. Ia menghampirinya, berlutut di hadapannya, dan mengulurkan tangannya. "Kau Sang Pembebas," ucapnya kemudian. Siapakah dia? Di manakah Myan berada?