Winchester The House That Ghosts Built

“You’ll be my fiancée until the baby is born,” he said. “And after that?” “We’re done.” --- A baby. A contract. And a man who still loves someone else. One night bound Ivy Marlowe to Asher Cole, the ruthless, magnetic heir to the Red Star empire, in ways neither expected. Now a temporary engagement is her only shield from scandal… and his way to keep her at a distance. But tangled with her new life in London, Ivy still holds the ghosts of a past she can’t outrun, and Asher’s heart belongs to a long lost love. Locked in his world of secrets and colder rules, she swore she wouldn’t fall for him. Again. She’s starting to think that was more of a warning than a rule.

“As within, so without, as above, so below, as the universe, so the soul.” - Hermes Trismegistus. This philosophical perspective outlines the idea that who we are on the inside will be created in the world around us. This Principle embodies the truth that there is always a correspondence between the laws and phenomena of the various planes of being and life. But what happens when your fate isn't sealed, instead, it was altered. The holidays are a hectic time but are also supposed to be a time of joy. What happens when the ghosts of Christmas lead you straight to Hell? Demons and Angels each have a specific time on Earth to find their mates. Once Damon and Misha find one another, a threat emerges that could alter their fate. Learn how Damon and Misha evolved to deliver a Christmas in Hell that no one would ever forget.

Selene spent ten years as a rogue after she was accused of her sister's death. On her 18th birthday a forbidden mate bond with Alpha Kael Blackthorn was awakened, the very man who exiled her. He claims her not with love, but dominance. Mocked by the pack, tormented by Kael’s possessive touch, and hunted by the ghosts of her past, Selene uncovers a dark prophecy: their bond isn’t just fate, it’s a curse that could destroy them both. When her sister returns with vengeance and betrayal, Selene must decide. Either she submit to a mate she swore to hate, or rise as the Luna she was born to be. But can love bloom in the shadow of obsession, or will the curse consume them both?

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

*Story on hold* Sarah attended a ball, her parents had forced to go to the yearly pack’s masked gala. She got drunk and hooked up with the pack’s Alpha. She got pregnant and her father sent her out of his house because she wasn’t going to say who impregnated her. She had her reasons for keeping it from her dad. On getting to the Alpha’s house, she met him pounding hard into Valerie, the pack’s bully. He sensed her presence, and rejected her as his mate on the spot…

Queenzella or often called Zella is one of the secret agents. Zella is on a mission where she has to track down a serial killer in Cristopher's house, no, more precisely she is trying to pry information from Kenneth Cristopher who is the brother of the very private Mikequel Cristopher. Being a maid in Cristopher's house is crazy, especially since Kenneth has something inside him that always disturbs Zella's peace. Will all of Zella's plans work? or instead, he fell into a complicated love story? then how Zella completed all her missions and caught Mikequel the serial killer who loved her.

Evania, a driven editor, finds her world upended when a desperate lie by her formidable boss, Jonathan Walter, thrusts her into the glittering facade of a fake relationship. Their charade is a desperate gambit to thwart a strategic marriage between Jonathan and the powerful Yelena Starkov, daughter of a Russian oligarch, a union that promises to reshape their media empire. But as the lines between pretense and passion blur, a devastating betrayal leaves Evania with a secret that will forever bind her to Jonathan. Years later, a chance encounter reveals a truth that shatters Jonathan's carefully constructed world, forcing him to confront the consequences of his ambition. Can a love born of deception survive the venomous machinations of a scorned heiress and the ghosts of a broken past? Will Jonathan find redemption, and can Evania ever truly forgive the man who broke her heart, even as he fights for their future?

A Mother’s betrayal. My Secret. His torment. Our happiness. I moved to Scotland to forget. Then I saw his face. The mirror image of my late husband. Old ghosts and insecurities haunted me again. But Lachlan is different. Stronger than my late husband. Determined and full of life. There is an undeniable attraction My old dreams and longings reawakened. I thought I could handle it, but realize almost immediately that the old wounds are not so easily forgotten. The past comes knocking at our door. Hearts get broken. Promises shattered. Will he bring me back to life or be my downfall? “Wow! This story is of heartbreak, betrayal, lose and healing an love.The story will pull you in an your heart will break for Eve.The story will have you so into it its like everything else disappears.The characters are captivating.”

"Why did you save me?" "Because it’s my right to destroy you." Alex Young never expected his life to spiral into chaos. He already had a lot to deal with, with college and working multiple jobs to survive, he wanted nothing more than to forget the ghosts of his past. But when a violent twist of fate puts him at the mercy of Luca Moon—an infamous assassin known for his ruthlessness—Alex is forced into a dangerous game of submission and survival. Luca doesn’t do attachments. He takes, he controls, and he discards. But from the moment he lays eyes on Alex, something shifts. What starts as a cold arrangement soon turns into an obsession—one that Luca refuses to let go of, no matter the cost. Will Alex be able to escape? Or will he succumb to Luca’s control?

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. The Beta of the pack, my father, looked at me with disgust written all over his face: "I don't have such a cruel daughter. You'll stay here and reflect on what you've done." I begged loudly for mercy, admitted my mistake, pleading for him to let me out. All I got in return was his merciless command. "Unless she's dead, no one is to release her." The fire house stood isolated at the edge of the territory. No matter how much I screamed for help, no one could hear me. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.