Novel & Cerita Wings Of Fire Flame

Gina and I were just ordinary werewolves in the Silver Claw Pack. Our incomes were modest, but we married well. Her mate was the captain of the Silver Claw Pack patrol unit. Mine, the fire squad leader. They grew up together—childhood friends—and were the youngest golden duo in the Werewolf Alliance. On the day we married, our mates each bought us a luxury high-rise apartment on the top floor of the central castle, side by side, with the promise of sharing life and death together. That is, until that fateful night. Rogues broke into the central zone. Chaos reached even the upper levels of our building. The tower caught fire. Amidst the thick smoke, I sent a desperate mind-link to my mate. He blocked it. Turns out, both our mates were busy shielding their shared first love, Lifu. They ignored our calls for help. Gina dragged me as we ran. She was six months pregnant; her pup was already kicking from the panic. Her mate never showed up either. We made it to the stairwell, where we were trapped for five hours. Toxic fumes filled our lungs. I went into labor too early. My pup didn't make it. Gina bled for three days in the hospital. Her pup was gone too. Meanwhile, our mates were digging through the wreckage—twenty-four hours straight—searching for Lifu's lost dog. That was it. Right then and there, Gina and I looked at each other and knew. We were done.

Katherine I thought he loved me. I truly believed no one could love me more than my king, the ruler of witches, Acan. I believed my marriage was full of love, that nothing could tear us apart. But I was wrong. On the night of the festival of elements, he didn’t just break my heart… he burned me alive! He believed he was rid of me, free to continue his affair with the woman he truly wanted. How wrong he was. I’m back, and this time, I’m out for blood. Darius I stayed in the shadows, loving her from afar because who could ever love someone like me? I’m nothing but a bastard, and worse, I’m one of the dark ones, born with powers that bring nothing but pain. And yet… I can’t hurt her. Maybe that’s why she isn’t afraid of me, why she smiles at me in a way that steals my heart. But strange things are happening around her—accidents whenever she looks away. I must protect her, especially after I learned the truth about why it has all happened. So I change our world. I change our reality. But while my dreams come true—Katherine in my arms—she is far from satisfied.

Willow is destined to marry the young prince, Carter, the most desired wolf prince of all. But one night, while alone in the royal family's castle, she is slipped a potion that plunges her into a sudden, overwhelming heat. Confused and vulnerable, she thinks she is finding solace in her fiancé’s arms. Yet by morning, she discovers it isn’t Carter beside her, but Cain, his twin brother and the black sheep of the family. With her innocence lost before marriage and to the wrong brother, Willow is forced to wed Cain to save face. Still, whispers follow her everywhere, branding her as the easy-wolf who wanted both brothers. Determined to adapt, Willow struggles to embrace her new life, as she’s convinced Cain is behind her downfall. Their marriage is a battlefield, made even more complicated when the king is mysteriously killed. Now Cain and Carter must prove who is worthy to lead, but who will emerge victorious: the charming prince or the cold, ruthless alpha? *cover by getcovers*

After Daphne broke things off with King Roman, her reputation took a hit, and as a powerful lycan, she cannot allow her name to fall into ruin. Yet her heart can’t stop wanting Jackson, a werewolf Alpha, not meant for her. She tries to forget him by agreeing to a new union, but when he shows up ready to take her away, she realizes he is her escape from the world of expectations. Trapped together, she gives in to their bond, yet her dutiful side won’t forget everything she’s left behind. But can they survive being out in the open together? *Book 2* Recommended to first read The Lycan King's Scarred Mate

Carlo La Rosa is the Don of the La Rosa family. As for me, I'm just a plaything who's been delivered to his bed in order to clear off my family's debts. For the next three years, Carlo vents his carnal urges on me anyhow he wants. He doesn't do any foreplay. In fact, he doesn't even turn off the lights. Instead, he forces me to look at myself in the mirror. He wants to show me how he eventually devours me. "Take a good look at who's screwing you right now, Lydia!" Carlo is very rough with me in bed, as though he wants to merge with me. I beg him to be gentler with me, but all I get in return are harder thrusts. Those thrusts continue until I faint from the intensity. When I wake up, I see a black card and a morning-after pill on the nightstand. Even though I quickly take the pill, I still end up getting pregnant. I'm about to tell Carlo the news when I see the news on the TV. Apparently, he gets stabbed three times in a row just to protect his first love, Serena Sergio. It turns out that I'm just a plaything for him to vent his urges on. I'm not even considered a replacement. As I caress my belly, I drop my signature on the divorce agreement. Then, I snap the black card in half and leave the pieces on the table.

Sarah Jones is a beautiful independent woman trying her best to make it in the world. Things are going well for Sarah until an old flame starts to brew in her heart after so many years. Sarah believed this flame had burnt out a long time ago, but she is wrong once someone she never wished to see in her life appears before her. The fire in Sarah's heart starts to burn, but it doesn't burn in the way she hopes. It burns in passion instead of hate. Jacob Smith is responsible for the flame in Sarah's heart, and even though he knows he has no right to ignite the fire in her heart, Jacob will stop at nothing to see it burn for him. Read and find out how Sarah , who wishes Jacob would perish with every step he takes on this earth, makes himself the center of her world once again.

Rachel Michaels absolutely detest girly things. She loved sports, action and many things that fills her with adrenaline. She already had her life planned out but one little mistake disrupted it all. The mistake was falling for her brother's enigmatic best friend, Chase Williams. Chase was everything she wanted but his wealthy background might be more than what was showing on the surface. To pursue her dream man, she has to discover the ways seduce and entrap Chase through the girly ways she previously disliked. Chase Williams always regarded his best friend's sister as younger sibling until she grew and he discovered his love and care might not be as pure as he thought.

They say fire is cleansing, a transformative type of destruction. After a forest fire, nature heals and grows stronger. It's forever changed but not destroyed. Fire is painful but beautiful, something that is warm but left unattended can be devastating. In the flames I was broken, destroyed, but in the ashes I was restored. Left floating in the grey, the smoke that led me through a divine transformation. Now I'm left adrift, the dark my only guide in the smoke, the blue of the sky, of his eyes, the only guide in the light. Forever torn and pulled between the two, unsure who I can trust and terrified to make the wrong choice. Not just my life hangs in the balance, but the lives and well being of all of humanity. It just might be too much for these wings to bare.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

I am a doctor. One day, I come across a weird patient when I am on duty. The first thing she says when she sees me isn't that she feels unwell somewhere. Instead, she says something hair-raising. "Dr. Cantrell, your girlfriend is a murderer." "What nonsense are you spouting?" I shoot back with widened eyes and shoot up from my chair. I feel offended. She calmly says, "She won't be home tonight because she needs to deal with the body. You will know whether what I say is true by tonight."