Winter Sun

Earth is being constantly attacked by an evil organisation named "Devils of the red Moon". They want the world to be their slave and whoever resists will die, all seemed lost until a few chosen ones joined forces and formed "Angels of the burning Sun" to counter the ruthless enemy.

WARNING: This story contains violence and mature contents. Readers discretion is advised. It happens every December to February, in 3 months, everyone celebrates the Christmas, New Year and Valentine but what if. The merry-go-round leads to scary, horrible nightmares and bloody, what would you do if you faced the White Rose? Do you really want to believe her? Do you trust her?

Morrigan is the adopted daughter of the Fae King and Queen, Leonard and Raya. She was found on the doorstep of their castle on the night of the Winter Solstice only hours after her birth. It is unknown to them as to what Morrigan is; they don't sense magic and they don't sense any shifter blood. So what exactly is she? On her twentieth birthday, Morrigan finds her mate, the Supreme Alpha Rian O'Connor and shifts for the first time under the Solstice moon. It is only after her shift does her family and mate realize that she isn't an ordinary wolf, she's a tribrid. In the dark recesses of the spell caster kingdom and Fae kingdom the dark Fae and spell caster's have plans for an uprising, to bring their kind back into power and into the light. Their success hinges on Morrigan NOT harnessing her powers or finding her mate, but what happens when that comes to fruition? Will their uprising see success in bringing the darkness back or will it be all for nothing, to be defeated by Morrigan and her Alpha?

Book one of The Moon & Sun Series. Fate is a very funny thing. Sometimes it can bring something amazing into your life, a grand new adventure that will test and challenge you. That will help you grow and learn where you belong in this world. Other times, well... she's just a gigantic witch with a sick sense of humour. I never asked for any of this to happen, to be beat down, hurt and struggle and fight everyday to grow and get better. This was never what I imagined my life would be like. But I'm not one to shy away from a challenge. And I sure as hell won't let a man define me. I make my own path, I will do what needs to be done and if I have to do it on my own, well then so be it.I'll be stronger for it, and there's nothing a man fears more than a strong woman.

Danyel, the 21-year-old Crown Prince of Hesmia falls in love at first sight with Yasvie, a maid in the palace. His father- the Emperor arranges a marriage between him and Princess Gianna of Werto who comes with a whole lot of other plans for her life. Expecting to invade Hesmia with the help of an insider, the Emperor's long lost rival returns. Fighting for both his life and the Empire, Danyel finds himself between Yasvie and Gianna while Yasvie gets to choose between the Prince and something else. Swords will clash, tears will fall, blood will be shed. But who will win the cold battle between the charming Moon and the burning Sun? Keep reading to find out! (The cover was made by me using some pictures I found on Google. Credits to all the creators of them.)

Legend says that when the son of the Sun and the daughter of the Moon met at the end of the world, the world will once again be reborn. Luna, the daughter of the moon, will meet the boy in his dreams. Sol is an orphan with weird dreams and the power to predict the future. Will Sol help Luna find the son of the Sun? Do they have enough enough time?

Angel membawa semua jiwaku pergi saat kematiannya. Kami saling mencintai tapi Tuhan lebih mencintainya. Aku tidak bisa menggantikannya dengan siapa pun. Aku benci menjadi pria tidak berguna, bahkan tidak bisa menyembuhkan penyakitnya. Atau mengurangi rasa sakit yang dideritanya. Penyakit Kanker serviks stadium akhir. Mengantarnya pada keabadian. Sampai gadis ceroboh tapi ceria mengusik ketenanganku... Aku sangat membencinya karena membuatku terpengaruh akan kehadirannya. Bahkan dia masih sangat belia...apalagi statusnya yang masih saudara sepupu dari iparku membuatku enggan menjalin hubungan dengan gadis itu. Aku berusaha mengabaikan kehadirannya, tapi semakin kuhindari dia seperti lintah menempel disisiku terus... Dasar gadis ceroboh keras kepala. Austin Gerald Klein Aku melihatnya dengan kekasihnya, wanita yang cantik dengan binar kebahagiaan di manik matanya, dia selalu tersenyum diantara kondisinya yang tidak sempurna, wanita itu bahkan duduk diatas kursi roda dan yang kudengar sedang sakit. Aku mencintai Austin sejak pertama kali bertemu. Tapi aku bukan gadis perusak suatu hubungan, aku tahu batasanku walau aku masih belia. Jadi kurasa aku hanya MENGAGUMI. Aku tidak mau bersaing dengan wanita yang bahkan sedang berjuang demi kesembuhannya, dan dia membutuhkan Austin untuk kesembuhannya. Aku berdoa untuk kebahagiaan mereka. Aku pergi menjauh membawa rasa patah hatiku. Cintaku harus layu sebelum berkembang. Amanda Patricia Dexter Aku bersyukur di sisa hidupku aku bisa melaluinya dengan orang yang paling kucintai. Aku merasa tidak pantas untuknya.... Tapi aku ingin egois untuk terakhir kalinya. Aku tak akan melepasmu Austin. Aku membutuhkanmu.... Aku tahu ada satu gadis yang harus patah hati karena kebersamaan kita. Maaf Amanda aku menyayangimu tapi aku akan mengakhiri hidupku bersama Austin . Hanya untuk sisa umurku, bersabarlah... Amanda - Austin. Angela Jennar

Eliana is an independent architect living alone in the city. A bread winner and a woman near her thirty's being pressured by her family to settle down but Eliana has other plan. Hindi ang pag-aasawa ang priority niya kung hindi ang big project na matagal na niyang hinihintay bilang isang architect. And this is the part where Eliana meets Sylvan, a famous engineer with a bad temper with female architect, as they joined to complete a big project. Eliana and Sylvan in one big project that resulted in one night's mistake. How did the bad temper Sylvan ended up waking up in one bed with the independent and mature Eliana? How will they deal with the aftermath of that one hot steamy night they've shared?

Valentina Moon, a royal wolf, born an heir to her pack and living a promising life; when tragedy befalls and her pack falls into the hands of a cruel and merciless usurper, Ryker. An unfinished war tears her life to pieces and leaves her in the ruble where she is forced to watch her fathers life ended by the hands of the usurpers. Broken and near death Valentina, is forced to flee from her home pack, leaving her people behind with an unsure future. About to be slain under the moon and already given up on hopes, Valentina finds herself in the salvage of a mysterious Alpha, dubbed as the mad-Alpha because of his brutal, murderous reputation and one who she later discovers shares the face of the usurper but promises nothing but goodwill towards her. Valentina is mistrusting, hateful towards this identical Alpha but soon learns that there is a bond she shares with the twin to the Alpha that ruined her life. Still in sought for revenge and with a broken heart. Could Valentina tame this mad-Alpha? Could she trust the blood to the usurper? Will she fine love or hate with this rogue Alpha? And will she be able to ever reunite with her people? What had began in duress slowly become passion and Valentina then finds herself in a predicament where she is torn between two identical Alphas, in two very different lives.

On the day of the company's annual gala, my CEO husband suddenly assigned me an unexpected business trip. The plane had barely touched down when I received a call from his young assistant. Before I could utter a word, her voice came through, "Matty, did you send Daphne on that business trip just so we could spend more time together?" And then, as if to hammer the nail deeper into my heart, I heard his unmistakable tone—light, indulgent, full of affection, "What do you think, silly girl?" Her laughter rang out before she teased, "Then tonight, let's try something new. I promise you'll be satisfied..." The call ended amidst a swirl of suggestive murmurs. Staring at my phone, I waged a silent war with the pain gripping my chest. Again and again, I dialed his number, each attempt met with either silence or the cruel finality of his phone being switched off. Finally, I let out a bitter laugh, tucking the phone away as if to bury the wound it carried. From that moment on, I resolved—no more questions, no more efforts to understand this man who had once been my whole world. But fate has its own irony. Later, it was he who came back, pleading, begging me to love him again.