160 Book(s) Related to heaven official's blessing chapter 80

"You thought I wouldn't notice your slutty paws on my boyfriend, huh, sis?" Jenna asks me. I roll my eyes. Seriously this bitch needs to get a hobby that does not include stalking, berating, and torturing me. Quite literally, unfortunately. 
"He was the one who asked me a question, and I did not touch him." I tell her, although I know she is not going to listen to a word I am saying.
"I saw you! You had your slutty paws all over him, and would have gladly fucked him if he asked." I almost gagged. I would never touch someone who can find her attractive with a poker if I didn't have to. 
"You're as delusional as ever, Jenna," I tell her, and she growls. 
"You are a fucking disgusting adopted little slut, and I will make sure the pack sees you for who you really are!" She says, a sinister smirk appearing on her ugly over makeup covered face.
Dread, cold, and fearsome run down my spine. What the actual fuck is she going to do to me they haven't done already? 


Selena was adopted as a baby to the Darkwoods, a family within the Winter Mountain Pack. She is hated by her adopted family as she was thrusted upon them by the Alpha and Luna because they were the ones to find her, and pack law states 'Finders Keepers'. Hated, beaten, and degraded daily, she's held together only by the hope of escape- unaware that her adopted sister Jenna's jealousy burns hot enough to get her banished... or killed.
What happens when Selena finds out her heritage is very special and her biological family is actually alive and very much wants her in their lives, while she has found her mate in the Alpha heir and finally feels like she belongs somewhere?

Sarah is a lonely and depressed girl, daily fighting the battles of life to survive in a toxic surroundings. On a regular night she witnessed a murder, she escaped from there and from eyes of the killer but destiny played a very cruel game with her.

Sarah's father forced her to marry a man whom she haven't even seen before. Forcefully and helplessly she went to aisle but the ground beneath her feet slipped away when she saw the groom, he was the same killer.

Xavier king, The cruel and heartless mafia married a girl whom he haven't seen before neither he showed any interest in his newly wed bride.

But when he finally saw her face, he lost it.

"Destiny has given me a very deserving chance and this time you are the one who will bleed, my beautiful wife..."
He said as hatred and anger boiled within him.

Will Sarah understand the reason behind Xavier's behavior?

Why Xavier wants to destroy her?

Will they fall in love or the hatred will be carried on to the end?

Will Xavier make Sarah's life worst which is already ruined by her depression and loneliness?

Welcome to the journey of two wounded souls...

Clara Rose Anderson, a college student majoring in biology who was on a study tour, had to stay alone in a villa because she was having digestive problems. All her friends were observing on a hill to research the ecology of nocturnal insects, while she was lying in her room and saw a bright light coming across the sky.

A meteor fell right behind the villa they were renting, but no one was there except her. The beautiful girl immediately checked but it wasn't a meteor stone that she found but a man with a strange fashion who looked in pain.

"Good grief! What are aliens?” Rose muttered.

But the man with the strange helmet started to take off his helmet and said.

"Help me! Water!” he said.

Without thinking, Rose immediately ran to find water and gave it back to him whose appearance was not much different from humans. The man is very handsome. Rose had never seen such a perfect man's face like him.

"Thank You! I will remember your help, Earth Human!” said the man.

Rose was confused when all her friends ran over to see what object had fallen there, they didn't find anything.

"Rose, are you okay? What is this big hole? Did you see aliens or meteors?” asked her friends.

"No!"

Rose hid the facts about what she saw, she knew that her friends might bully her because they thought she was hallucinating.

She kept the experience to herself until one day the man came back as CEO of the research company where she worked.

Liuz Raphael is a handsome, genius man who became CEO at a very young age. A man who is popular with many female staff because of his charisma, but Rose knows his secret. He is an alien.

On the eve of my engagement, I dumped the far-famed alphaking, Jamal, and ran away with another man.I've been blaming myself for his memory loss until he almost killed me in the Deep Forest.After I found out that Jamal's memory loss wasn't real, he panicked.He forced me to watch him make out with another woman.I was sick and he had security kick me out."Stop it, Heaven, amnesia is a leftover trick I play."

Until I passed out in front of him.Until he learned the truth about my departure.

In a world where secrets are woven as tightly as fate itself, Bleeding Love follows the story of Naya—a woman whose voice once shook the very foundations of her society, but whose silence now hides a scarred past. Torn between power and vulnerability, loyalty and betrayal, she navigates a fragile existence in the spotlight of a world eager to either worship or destroy her.

But when her carefully crafted peace unravels, and forgotten enemies resurface, Naya finds herself at the center of a storm that threatens everything she holds dear. Alongside unlikely allies and dangerous rivals, she must confront the tangled threads of her past to protect the fragile present—and perhaps, to claim the future she never thought she deserved.

With betrayal lurking in the shadows, love bleeding through the cracks, and the truth dangling like a thread waiting to be cut, Bleeding Love takes readers on a journey of resilience, sacrifice, and redemption.

Will Naya’s voice rise above the noise, or will her silence be her undoing?

“Please….I won’t tell anyone. Please!” Begged jianna. As she walks backwards with her hands in front of her for protection.
“You’ve seen too much” Sebastian growls. “I can’t let you out of this building. I’m sorry” said Sebastian as he walks towards Jianna
“People will be looking for me. You can’t do this!” As she keeps on backing up until she realized she’s backed to a wall with nowhere to run.
“What people? You don’t have “people” “ said Sebastian with a grin that reminded her of The Joker in the Batman comics. “No one will be looking for you. I made sure of it” whispers Sebastian in her ear as he corners her with both arms.
————————————————————————————————————————-Jianna has always been a strong, independent and resourceful woman. She may not remember her past due to an accident when she was 10, but she’s making it up by living her life in the present. At least she was until she came across the path of multi-billionaire genius, Sebastian Cross. A playboy, genius, eccentric CEO of Cross Industries who doesn’t take no for an answer. He hires her as an assistant and has since been running her raged. Until one day, she discovers Sebastian’s biggest secret. Will she tell Sebastian about her discovery or will she just keep letting him push her around? And who are these mysterious individuals that seem to keep on showing up in Sebastian’s office and how do they fit in the puzzle?

This is the story of Akash and Dharani. Akash means sky and Dharani means earth....

He came to me and held my hair again and made me look at him.

"Don't you dare to question me again or else I will make you regret for it" he said to me dangerously and slapped me again.

"What do you think that you can become my wife so easily? Did you look at yourself anytime in the mirror? Do you know how disgusting you look?" he said to me with so much hate.

It is usual for me to get abused but I never thought that my husband will also be one of them. Just now I thought I will be free from that hell but no. I came to another hell.

We all know that earth and sky doesn't touch each other but can Akash and Dharani fall in love.....

To know about it let's see their journey...

“I’ll make sure you hate yourself Anya Vescovi," Sergei grinned like he was confessing love, instead of casually spewing his hatred, "So much you drop to your knees and beg for mercy in the form of death.”

Fourteen years after the Morozovs were erased by a false peace, Sergei Morozov returns to finish what the Vescovis started.

His revenge isn’t a bullet, it’s her.

Anya Vescovi will learn what it means to be ruined from the inside out for the sins of her father.

After Lysandra Evernight is rejected by his Destined, he spirals, almost killing the very one who branded him a devil’s spawn.

Banished and exiled to Doomstar, the realm of demons, Lysandra expects a swift death. Instead, he finds himself at the mercy of Zareth Vexaris, the feared Demon Lord whose name alone is enough to inspire terror.

To survive, Lysandra offers the only thing he has left.

Himself.

What begins as a desperate bargain soon becomes far more dangerous as Lysandra is drawn deeper into a world of temptation, power, and secrets. But Doomstar is not what he expected, and neither is the monster who rules it.

As old wounds refuse to heal and buried truths begin to stir, Lysandra finds himself caught between the realm that cast him aside and the one that may destroy him.

Because in Doomstar, nothing is ever as it seems.

And some bargains cost far more than a soul.

Jonathan cheated death five years ago. Since then, he started seeing ghosts.

But he was a total scaredy-cat, and he couldn't stand the sight of them. And then, there

was this ghost who was obsessed with him. She said she needed help. But the

annoying ghost wants to take over his body! Too bad for him, there's no turning back

now. He already made a deal with the ghost.

【If this is your first time opening this book, welcome to Ella's world.

But I must tell you—you've missed something.

Where did the scars on Ella's body come from? Why would Julian do anything to protect her? What exactly happened between Victoria and Kane that drove a woman to the point of no return? And why did Xavier, the man everyone called the "Crimson Flame War God," vanish without a trace when his family needed him most?

The answers to these questions lie in Volumes One and Two.

That's the story of how Ella walked out of Blood River's cage, step by step. It's the story of how Julian chose to believe in love amid the cold calculations of power. It's the story of how Kane tried to find himself again through loss and betrayal. Without those wounds, she wouldn't be who she is now. Without that darkness, you can't understand this light.

The fires of war in Volume Three have already been lit. But if you want to truly understand why these people are willing to die for each other—

**Please go back and start from Captive of the Ice and Flame Wolves.**】
Ella and Julian embark on their honeymoon, arriving at the legendary Free Haven.

Here, there is no Alpha rule, no hierarchy of oppression, yet a mysterious goddess who can prophesy storms guards the life and death of all.

Until the Orta Crown vanishes from the villa overnight.

The one who steals the Crown is Jax, Free Haven's most skilled thief. When he scales into the forbidden Wind Lighthouse with his prize, he witnesses the legendary goddess Celeste tending to whip scars on her body—this city's faith is built upon a girl's blood and tears. A bottle of cheap rum, a bag of fried fish—for the first time, the caged bird tastes what it means to be human.

But the moment the Crown touches Celeste, the dormant emerald suddenly glows—resonating with the earring left by Jax's father.

Years ago, an expedition ship named "The Albatross" salvaged some ancient power from the deep sea, then mysteriously sank in a storm. The captain and first mate, Celeste's father and Jax's father—what exactly did they discover in the depths?

When Blood River warships appear on the horizon, Alpha Louis wields a bone spear carved with runes, Victoria stands at the bow. Of the five elements, he has already mastered one. And Free Haven is merely a piece on his board, waiting to be overturned.

Order sustained by lies will burn in truth. When crown, bone spear, and storm awaken in the same night—some will become gods, some will become ash.

Ava

He might very well be Seattle’s most eligible bachelor, and a billionaire but his arrogance is a total turnoff. When he sends his assistant to ask me out on a date, for him, I never want to hear the name Elijah Trevino again.
Who does this guy think he is? God? Just because he’s rolling in the dough and is sexy as sin means nothing … at least not to me. I’m not like those other girls, and Elijah is about to find that out for himself.
If he wants me, he’s going to have to work harder than that.

Elijah

She’s a soft-hearted girl with a big city mouth, and I knew the moment I saw her at that Safe Haven fundraiser that she’d be mine. Why? I have no idea.
I want her. No, I need her. I crave everything about her, from those curvy hips to the soft and luscious lips.
Women don’t say no to me. But she did…
And now I want her even more.

In the neon depths of Erevale a city where magic is outlawed and souls are sold to fuel machines Lyra Veyne survives by brewing black-market elixirs and pretending she’s ordinary. But when her blood ignites with golden flame and a voice whispers from within the last dragon’s voice her carefully hidden life explodes into chaos.

The Ascendant Order, rulers of this mechanized world, have one command: capture the witch who wields true dragonfire. They believe Lyra is the final key to restoring their artificial heavens, built from the souls of slain dragons.

Hunted through burning streets and haunted by memories that aren’t hers, Lyra must choose between silence and rebellion. To master her power, she must walk the Path of the Ashen Heart a forbidden cultivation that refines strength through loss, rage, and rebirth.

But the fire inside her is alive. Ancient. Hungry. And as the war between mortals and gods reignites, Lyra faces a terrible truth:
to save the world, she may have to burn the heavens themselves.

Lucas Ashworth was born into a dying body and a crumbling world. Orphaned, sick, and talentless, he barely survived the Day of Awakening when the System descended and turned Earth into a battlefield of monsters and Towers.

Five years later, still stuck at Level 11 with no talent and no future, Lucas faces his end on a blood-stained street as a red Abyss Gate opens beside him. High-level Gifted arrive to fight the monster — but they leave him to die.

In his final moments, something ancient stirs inside the frail young man with snow-white hair.

The System has one last card to play… and this time, it might not let him stay weak.

Haven Center for Omegas. A place where Omegas can be protected until they reach full maturity and move on to find the perfect pack.

Well, that's what they promised me. When I lost my parents at fourteen I was sent to Haven and promised the world. When my time came though, the pack I chose drugged and sold me. I woke inside a cage alongside rows of other Omegas. There I waited for two years until my number finally came up. I'm going up for auction tonight...

That is until my guard stumbles in drunk and I see my chance to escape. I'm too weak though and when he catches me and promises to keep me for himself I think my chance at freedom is gone. Then four Alphas storm in and save me, but my problems are far from over.

I'm too dangerous to keep alive, but I can't trust the one place in this country meant to protect me. Plus, these Alphas are not at all the sort of pack I would consider trusting or choosing for a lifetime. They are violent and rough. Yet, they promise to help and protect me until I get justice and I intend to take them up on their offer. The one request I have...I want them to teach me to be as bad as them. I want to be someone the people who screwed me over will fear.

Hell hath no fury than an Omega wronged...or something like that.

My name is Elise, and I'm about to get my unhappily ever after.

(This story takes place in the same universe as The Sweetest Sound and the two books are now combined as "Omegas of Haven" for better viewing:D )

Zorah Esposito has spent her entire life devoted to her faith, under the strict guidance of her uncle, a judgmental priest. Barely able to breathe without his condescension Zorah is horrified when her uncle surprises her by announcing she's arranged to be married. Learning her betrothed is a playboy mafioso with no morals she immediately feels trapped and betrayed and her faith shaken.
Never one to shy away from anything wicked, Icaro Lucchesi takes immense pleasure in making his new bride blush. Every sordid thought the man can dream up, he's done at least once in his life but now he wants to do it all with her.
Zorah on the other hand has a surprise for her new husband. She hadn't saved herself her entire life only to give it up to a man she didn't know, let alone love. If he wants her, he's going to earn it. She may have spent the bulk of her life on her knees praying, but Zorah wants Icaro on his, begging.
Zorah finds herself embroiled in a whole new world of crime, violence and sex, sometimes all at once. Icaro hasn't been a good man since conception but for her, for his blushing bride, he is desperate to try.
Can Zorah learn to love the whole man of Icaro Lucchesi or will his darkness push her to run like the devil himself is chasing?

In the cave, the golden snake has two wings, and the sun and the moon in the pot are shining brightly. The dragon turtle bears a thousand feet of mountain on its back, and the three-inch toad dares to swallow the sky. This book tells the story of the rise of a disciple of the Beast Master Sect. There are thousands of monsters, all kinds of magical powers, countless worlds, and infinite avenues. Here you can see the disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect riding on the western giant dragon and driving the Behemoth beast, as well as the Taoist legends who manipulate the golden armored corpse and the flying yaksha to fight with the undead master...

HEATED REVENGE
BLURB
CARLOS:
Would she wake up if I wrapped her hand around my length?
My vision tunnels as I move closer to her spread legs, fisting faster.
Imagining her taking my cum over and over, swallowing every drop like the good girl she is not.
Knowing Thalia, she might spill it out because she doesn't like the taste and I'll enjoy watching it slip down her mouth to her chin then tits.
Fuck!
I throw my head back when the wave hit me, my cum spills onto her inner thigh & I watch it soak into the center of her cunt.
She stirs but doesn't wake. Instead
a beautiful word slip from her full lips
"Carlos... "
My dick jerks fast.
Did she just moan my name?
In sleep?
"Should I wake her?"
Nope.
I bring my cock to her parted lips, letting the last drops coat her tongue without quite touching.
And I harden again.
I realize something that should terrify me:
I don't want to kill her anymore.
I want her defiant & completely mine.
Walking around with my cum.
 
This is a STALKER xSTALKER DARK ROMANCE. MUTUAL OBSESSION
 
TRIGGER WARNINGS
BOTH:
Stalking & Surveillance
Wet dreams
Graphic violence
Weapons & Threats
Privacy|Home invasion
 
𝘔𝘔𝘊
Somnophilia
Voyeurism
 
ＦＭＣ
Murder & Poisoning
Gory murder board
Questionable morals

"This is not acceptable!" I shouted inside my father"s office. Many of the elders and high-ranking wolf’s gasps in my reaction.

His dark aura looming inside the room but I don"t care. It"s my future we"re talking here. He should fight and the pack. We are wolves for Moon’s sake!

"Adellee, this arrangement was made by our ancestors. I can"t say no to them. It"s our duty to protect our pack in any cost." Alpha Elliot said.

He is my father, the Alpha of SnowMoon Pack. We are now discussing the contract send by SilverMoon Pack. This contract is the living proof of our grand ancestors making allies to SilverMoon Alpha. They helped us long time ago in a war. The Alphas made a sealed contract binding the third generation to marry each other. Potential mate or not.

“Dad please don't do this”She begged in tears.
“Claire darling just be a good girl for daddy”
“Dad please”She tried fighting him off her but she received a resounding slap.
“Daddy!”She cried as he ripped off all her clothes…
Claire was once happy again been in a complete family. But her happiness only last awhile and her whole world crumbled when her mom died.
What happens when she gets turned into a sex slave overnight?
Her pride and dignity was ripped off her by her rapist of a step father. And when he so called step brother found out about the abuse, he too wanted a taste of her honey pot.
She is now broken, her life is like a mirage full of ups and downs. Who would have thought that the people she called family turned out to be demons? Her worst nightmare.
*Who will save her from the clutches of her evil step father and brother?
*What happens when she gets sold into slavery by her step father?
*And what happens when she gets caught up in a burning romance with her master???

Excerpt

"What were you trying to do, Qiyara?" My eyes devour the harshness of his hungered swallow and his clenched trembling fist set against the wall. His raging heat that bounds me within, I find unfathomably irresistible.

"I was merely dancing, Cronus." A feverish breathless lie I spout engraving the way the tip of his hot tongue peeks out his mouth to caress his plump lower lip. I wish to obtain a taste of what he can offer.

My ample breasts heave achingly to stroke his wicked flesh, his eyes set aflame to my words for he knows I hold no truth. Then I shall gladly be a sinner, his sinner.

"If you were trying to make me jealous so that I would lose my control and ravish you then you are wrong. I have trained to be a master of control since I was a mere pup. Do not test me." He does not understand, my desperation for him to ram himself raw & deep within me.

"You won't touch me." I move forward swiftly to taste the nape of his neck with a seductiveness. My hand descends his sculpted flesh to embrace his straining girth that is fastened under his jeans. Succumb to me, my male.

He seizes my wrist with brutality. "You are still young, you are not ready." He is too much of an honourable male for me.

"Fuck me, Cronus. Take me against this wall." I am relentless in my lewdness. I lure him into my den.

"Stop it, Qiyara!"

Blazing eyes meet his with a formidable determination. "Then I will keep going against you. I shall be the devil for I will entice you because I ache to feel it."

"Feel what?" He questions nose flaring, his wrath to my stubbornness soaring.

"You lose control."


The forbidden fruit, that was what Cronus was to me. He was one of my brother's closest friends and the most sought-after male who many females from diverse packs fawned over praying he would end up being hers. He was a charmer indeed for with those flirty smiles of his and genuine kindness he enthralled many including me. He was thirteen years older than me but I always had a thing for older males so it started out as a covert crush until I too stood in line with the rest of the females hoping to claim him as mine. However, my position in that line of thirsty females was not last as I had expected but first for Cronus ended up being my mate just as I yearned for, the moon's gift.

Forbidden fruit? Not anymore, Cronus is mine and I am going to gobble this male up.

"So that's it, huh? All that talk was just to trick me into fucking you?" he growled against my lips, not giving me a chance to respond as he pumped his fingers deeper, curling them to hit that spot that made me moan despite myself. "You greedy little bitch, spreading your legs for cash."
He flipped me onto my stomach with brutal efficiency, his hand coming down hard on my ass in a stinging slap that echoed in the room.
"That's what you want, isn't it? To be treated like the cheap whore you are."


Hannah became a surrogate to save her benefactor’s “dying” son—only to learn it was a drug addict’s lie.
Now, carrying the child of Finn Sterling, a man as cold and ruthless as he is dangerous, she has no way out.
She thought everything would go according to the agreement: she would spend her pregnancy in a remote sanatorium, give birth, and then walk away.
Until the Sterling family sent word—Finn wanted to marry her.
Hannah was stunned. The last time they met, Finn had made it clear he wanted as little to do with her as possible.
What had changed his mind? Or… was this truly Finn’s idea at all?

18+ Mature sexual Content

Left for dead at the bottom of a waste ravine, Yan Chen has nothing. No cultivation. No sect. No name that means anything to anyone. Just two broken legs, a body that belongs to a dead man, and a forbidden black flame burning where his meridians used to be.
The Heavenspire Sect made one mistake. They left him alive.
The flame is the Ashen Dao — a cultivation art erased from history ten thousand years ago. It cannot be detected. It cannot be suppressed. It grows stronger through every attempt to destroy it, feeding on the broken and the discarded, turning ruin into power that was never supposed to exist again.
Yan Chen doesn't want justice. He wants the people who threw him away to watch everything they built turn to ash.
But the higher he climbs, the larger the truth becomes. The sect's corruption is a symptom. Behind it stands something older, more patient, and powerful enough to unmake every realm in existence.
He came back from nothing once.
He'll do it again.
From a garbage pit to the gates of immortality — every step earned, nothing given.

“You’re mine now,” Viktor said, advancing closer.

Lyra shrank back. “I—I’m not…”

“You are, Lyra. Whether you like it or not.”


Taken captive in a deadly game of revenge, Lyra is at Viktor’s mercy. He is cold, heartless and a ruthless mafia don.

The rule for her freedom is simple: she will never see her sister again.

But as days trapped in his world turn into weeks, she begins to see what is beneath his cold exterior.

Will she fall for him? Or escape at the slightest chance she gets?

I’m a dedicated surgeon who once gave up everything for love. I married my childhood sweetheart, only to discover he’d been cheating on our anniversary with my stepsister. I was gaslighted, betrayed, and even hurt by him, while my family took his side and blamed me for everything. I’d had enough. I signed the divorce papers, applied for a three-year overseas program, and decided to walk away from this toxic life. Before I start over, I exposed their ugly truth at their engagement party — no more silence, no more pain. This is my journey of breaking free from a broken marriage, regaining my dignity, and rebuilding my life from zero.

“You’re so eager for me, Haven, with those sweet sounds just for me. But don’t worry, no one is going to hear you up here.”
I swallow hard and stare into his ocean-blue eyes, liking how that promise sounds.


If the opportunity to be given one million dollars in exchange for accompanying a prince to social events for one month arose, would you take it?
That was the proposition Haven Jones was given. She lives in the Bronx, working at Midnights Cocktails barely making minimum wage with a sick father and hospital bills piling up to her knees. So, when she meets the Spanish Prince, Cruz Martinez, he provides an offer that Haven can’t refuse.
But accepting said offer brings a wave of drama, threats, and love that Haven wasn’t expecting. Falling for a prince was the most unexpected. The only problem is that many people are standing between them and their fight for happiness.

The Spanish Prince’s Safe Haven is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“The old Clara you knew was long gone. This Clara you were hating was made up from pain and your hatred.” Growing up despised and belittled by not having her wolf, Clara awaits to meet her mate. She thought he would be her escape into her terrible existence, but it turned out worse than she could ever have expected. She had wished not to meet him at all. As Clara was questioning why would her own fated mate do all of those, Samuel’s desires weren’t complicated: make sure Clara won’t flee from his grip and make her suffer in every possible way he can. Will Alpha Samuel choose to do his long planned revenge or keep his exceptionally powerful healer Luna on his side? A looked down daughter of a Beta was transformed into a fierce healer that Samuel never knew he needed.

Sona couldn’t help her pants and moans as Conri entered her in time with his thrusts. Her claws were beginning to drag up his muscled back. His teeth and tongue were tasting her ear lobe. His breath sent gooseflesh down every inch of her skin.
Suddenly Conri froze, hand leaving her breast to cover her mouth. “Shh.”
Annoyed, she went to bite his finger, but then she heard what he did: footsteps.
And then a knock on the door. “No, go on,” called the voice on the other side, “don’t mind me while you finish.”

Sona Mai is sworn to save and heal her werewolf packmates, and Arden Roshan is destined to become the next Alpha. Arden’s love for Sona goes unnoticed by her as she falls out of love with Arden’s adopted brother, Conri Grayhide. When Sona is accused of poisoning the Luna queen, she is forced to flee with Arden from their home. They are captured by a rival pack whose bloodthirsty Alpha, Taos Redbone, takes a great liking to Sona. Sona has every reason to hate him for the things he’d done…but she has no choice but to marry him to save her family.

Seara Louisette-fate brought her to be Luna's outcast. She was humiliated before the entire pack by Alaric Griff, an Alpha Nightshade who chose power and other women. With nowhere to turn, Seara chooses to flee to the forest and finds her destiny there.

Austin Hunter Wolfe-Alpha Lycanisius is as dangerous as he is alluring. But when the ancient power in Seara's blood awakens. They realize something, Seara is not just an Omega. She is the last Ancient Healer, a sacred bloodline capable of healing, or even destruction.

Now, amidst a bloody conspiracy, Seara's past grudge against Austin for the tragic death of her parents, and Austin's grudge against the Nightshade Pack.
As dark forces rise again, Seara and Austin must choose whether to succumb to old wounds or fight back for the future of the entire lycan world.

“What do you want?" Jonah asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"The winds of change are brewing, Jonah.” the first man said, his eyes flashing with an unsettling intensity. "The darkness gathers. And you, Jonah, will be caught in the storm."

Jonah’s confusion grew. The men continued to speak, their words riddled with mysteries and shrouded in veiled warnings.

“Your path is fraught with peril, Jonah.” the second man said, his voice as smooth as honey. “But you aren't alone. There are those who will come for you, those who will seek to get you.”

"What are you talking about?" Jonah asked with furrowed brows.

"The storm gathers even now Jonah." The men said. "It'll be upon you soon." Before Jonah could ask any more question, the men stepped into the shadows and where gone again.

He died a hero, saving the girl he loved. But in the afterlife, a twist of fate offered him a chance at a second life.

Jonah, a man consumed by grief, awakens with a godly gift the power to heal. He becomes a famed healer, celebrated for his miraculous touch. Yet, in the shadows, a small voice whispers and his ability is fueled by a force he slightly understands, a force that binds him to the darkness. Now, he must navigate the unfaithful path of his new power, fight the whispers of the unknown, and face the heart wrenching choice between the woman he loves and the power that could consume him.

When Siana Price was 23, the bottom fell out of her world. Now she can only run as her entire life unravels
She finds a town called Winter Haven where nothing is what it seems and, as it turns out, neither is she.
But when the quest to become what she should have been all along wakes a nightmare from the deep, Siana has a decision to make that could end the world
Or save it.
Winter Haven's Promise is created by Mia Davis, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author

Lucy opened her eyes and saw a clean room filled with the smell of disinfectant water. Only then did she remember that she had just donated a kidney to her younger sister. The anesthetic has only just worn off.

Just then, the door of the ward opened and a slender man walked in.

When Lucy saw the man, an excited smile appeared on her pale face.

"Smith, you came to see me..."

Lucy's tone was weak, but tried to make every word clear.

She stretched out her hand somewhat hard, wanting to get Smith Lu's response.

But what she could never have imagined was the bad news that followed...

"Lucy, did you know that your family is bankrupt?" Smith indifferently ignored Lucy's outstretched hand, and walked to sit on the sofa by the window.

"What are you talking about? It's impossible, my family has been going well before, and nothing bad has happened recently. How is that possible? Smith, you have to save my family..."

Lucy was so worried that she even could not breathe. And when she asked for help, Smith just watched indifferently.

Gradually, Lucy noticed something, tried to calm herself down, and sat up slightly to look at Smith.

"I have helped you to acquire your family's company, and your property transfer letter has been notarized. I never thought you would love me this much that you're willing to give up all your possessions, but I am here to divorce you today."

Divorce?

Property transfer letter?

Was that prenuptial agreement actually a property transfer letter?

But she didn't know anything about it.

Although they had been married for just a few months, not even six months.

Even Smith almost never came home, she still cleaned the house every day, made his favorite meals and waited for him to come home.

Now she had just gone through surgery and he didn't say a word of concern or a greeting to her.

He only set foot in her ward to get a divorce...

I drank myself into a stomach perforation, all to secure investment for Mu Jingshen's company.

As I was wheeled into the emergency room, blood trickled from the corner of my mouth. I heard a doctor shouting: "Where's the next of kin? We need a signature for surgery, now!"

My hands shaking violently, I dialed Mu Jingshen's number.
His contact was saved under "A Hubby", pinned to the very top of my contact list, just so I'd never miss a single call from him.

The call connected, and I forced out every last bit of my strength to speak, my voice weak and trembling:
"Jingshen, I need emergency surgery. Can you come sign the consent forms for me, please..."

But it wasn't his voice that came through the line. It was Shen Wanrong's, sweet and cloying: "Jiejie, Jingshen's busy giving Huanhuan a bath right now."

The sound of running water stopped.
I heard him ask who was on the phone.

Shen Wanrong spoke in a hurt, plaintive whine: "It's Jiejie... Jingshen, do you want to take the call? What if it's an emergency?"

But he just said, his voice flat and dismissive: "Ignore her. Nothing could ever be more important than being here for Huanhuan's birthday."

Huanhuan was Shen Wanrong's pet dog.

"You taste sweet." He chuckled darkly from between my legs.
This time, a full on scream left my mouth. It was too overwhelming. I groaned, burying my face into the pillow beside me. Chanting his name.
He became aggressive, grinding his tongue against my clit. I moaned as he started to work the tip of his tongue into me. It was driving me to madness. He used his mouth to pleasure me, seemingly without a care as to how much pleasure it actually brought me and something about that made me feel even more desperate, made my body crave it even more.

I let out a relieved groan,I lay still with heart racing and tried my best to catch my breath. His warm hands stroked my body again, trailing up my body. I shook from the pleasure of his fingers wrapping around my nipples.

They said I shouldn’t exist.Heaven calls me a sin. Hell calls me a weapon. I stopped caring what they thought a very long time ago.
Geminia, half light, half shadow, Half hell half Heaven if anything like that was ever possible but i was proof that the universe has a twisted sense of humor. My blood burns with Heaven’s fire and Hell’s fury, and some days, I can’t tell which side is louder. I was meant to keep balance between them… but balance went straight to hell the second he showed up.
The Angel of Death himself.When he looks at me, it’s like the world holds its breath. He shouldn’t want me, and I sure as hell shouldn’t want him… but tell that to my heartbeat every time he says my name. The power I’ve been controlling reshaped me into something else..something neither Heaven nor Hell could touch and it could and would never be undone.

Mona would do anything to get money for her mother's surgery, even if it means accepting a rich, spoilt girl's bet. All she has to do is get caught in some incriminating photos with billionaire tycoon Ian Harrison.

Easy peasy.

Until it's not.

Caught in the billionaire's twisted web, in a world of wealth, glamour and deceit, Mona will soon learn that everything isn't as it seems, and there's more to Ian that meets the eye.

But first, she must protect her heart from being crushed under his cruel hands.

After mating to the prince, I was brutally killed by my jealous friend during pregnancy!
Luckily I was reborn and the ugly scars on my face were gone. My husband, who never cared about me, suddenly came to my door. How dare he let my son call him Daddy？

——
“Wake up,” I willed myself desperately, to my sunken and sallow body. “You can’t die. If you die, the baby will die.”
Moon Goddess, are you here to answer my prayers?
Yes, child. But there is a reason I am here to grant you life again; your bloodline is too significant and rare to expunge.
This is why you paired Prince Aldrich and I, I muttered, realization surfacing.
You are just as important as him, even more so.
My body thirsted for water, for food and a bath and sunlight. But mostly, it thirsted for revenge at that moment.
I must return, was all I said.

After failing to grant a blessing to help a child,

"Did you ever hear my prayers?"

Chu Li Nong listened to the reproachful words with an expressionless face.

"Why did you never help me, not even once..."

The young Chen Hu Lang was determined to seek justice.

After growing up and being reborn as a deity in the Sukhavati,

"In that case, you shall fall from heaven."

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After failing to grant a blessing to help a child, "Did you ever hear my prayers?" Chu Li Nong listened to the reproachful words with an expressionless face.

"Why did you never help me, not even once..." The young Chen Hu Lang was determined to seek justice. After growing up and being reborn as a deity in the Sukhavati, "In that case, you shall fall from heaven."

Tatum Calloway had always wanted two things: to finish school and take care of her family.
But coming from nothing meant nothing ever came easy. So when she lands a job as a live-in nanny for the wealthy Sinclairs, it feels like her first real chance at a better life.
There’s just one problem—Kade Sinclair.
From the moment they meet, the Sinclairs’ eldest son makes it clear he doesn’t want her there. Tatum is more than happy to return the sentiment… until distance turns into proximity, and resentment gives way to something far more dangerous.
Late-night conversations. Stolen kisses. Lines neither of them can afford to cross.
Because in a house built on power and privilege, secrets don’t stay hidden for long—and the consequences could cost Tatum everything she’s worked for.
Some love stories don’t end the way they’re supposed to.

After mating to the prince, I was brutally killed by my jealous friend during pregnancy!
Luckily I was reborn and the ugly scars on my face were gone. My husband, who never cared about me, suddenly came to my door. How dare he let my son call him Daddy？
——
“Wake up,” I willed myself desperately, to my sunken and sallow body. “You can’t die. If you die, the baby will die.”
Moon Goddess, are you here to answer my prayers?
Yes, child. But there is a reason I am here to grant you life again; your bloodline is too significant and rare to expunge.
This is why you paired Prince Aldrich and I, I muttered, realization surfacing.
You are just as important as him, even more so.
My body thirsted for water, for food and a bath and sunlight. But mostly, it thirsted for revenge at that moment.
I must return, was all I said.

Three years ago, on a night when it wouldn't stop raining, I carried Victor Caster out of a pile of bodies.

He'd taken two bullets. He grabbed my ankle and said: when I get back, I'll give you the world.

But when he came back, it was my sister Sabrina on his arm.

After that she was the woman who ran the Caster house, and I was the crazy one they locked away upstate.

Three years later, at the engagement party, Sabrina opened up her own wrist and screamed that I did it.

I tried to explain.

But the man I'd given half my life to save wouldn't even look at me. He just flicked his hand.

"Her hands don't know their place. Take them. And I don't want that face in front of me."

He never once looked up.

So why is it that the next time he sees me, the moment he really looks at my face, he goes down on his knees?

Chiara Benedetti thought her wedding day would be the start of her freedom, instead, it becomes her descent into hell. Before she can say "I do," the chapel doors are torn off their hinges by Nico Ferraro, the brutal Don of the Ferraro family and her father's greatest enemy. He doesn't come for blood; he comes for his property.

He reveals a chilling truth: three years ago, her father sold her to him in a blood debt, and her entire life has been nothing but a fraud to hide the transaction.

Nico doesn't want a wife. He wants a possession to break. He expects Chiara to cower, to beg, and to kneel but Chiara is made of the same iron as the men in her world. She fights, she provokes, and she talks back, turning her captivity into a psychological battlefield. Her defiance doesn't disgust Nico, it intoxicates him. What begins as a cold exchange of power spirals into a dark, erotic obsession that neither can control.

As Nico introduces Chiara to the darker edges of his desire, scenes of rough possession and degradation, she is terrified to realize she doesn't just endure him; she craves him. When a rescue attempt by her former fiancé offers her a way out, Chiara makes a choice that shocks everyone: she stays. Not for love, but for the dark intensity only Nico provides. Caught between a secret rebellion within Nico’s own family and a rival family demanding her head, Nico must decide if he will sacrifice his empire to keep the woman he swore was just a debt. In a world where love is a weakness, their mutual destruction might be the only thing that makes them feel alive.

In Heaven, there exists an iron law: during the Ascension Ceremony, if a bride fails nine times to complete the bonding flight with her groom's Divine Cloak, her soul is deemed tainted, and she will be cast into the Abyss for seven centuries of penance.
I was once Heaven's greatest warrior, until I threw myself before the hellfire meant for Archangel Gabriel—and lost my wings forever.
I endured eight Ascension ceremonies. Each time, Gabriel found a reason to delay.
Then came the ninth. My last chance. One flight bound to his Divine Cloak, and I would soar again—my name cleared, my honor restored.
But atop the ceremonial tower, he unclasped the cloak from his own shoulders and wrapped it around Irene, the trembling Healing Angel.
"Cecilia, Irene needs this more. You're strong—you'll survive the fall."
He'd forgotten one thing: without wings, this height would kill me.
I didn't beg. I simply met his eyes—and stepped off the edge.
I woke in the arms of the Demon Lord I'd once shown mercy.
He spread ten pairs of wings that blotted out the heavens and carried me back to Heaven as his queen.
And Gabriel—that proud Archangel—knelt at my feet, tears streaming, begging me to look at him just once more.

The room went deadly silent. Christopher, the CEO of Sullivan Group, looked at me with pure disgust. "Get this crazy girl out of here! My grandfather is dying, and you're playing sick games?"

But the old man on the bed... his eyes flew open. He stared at me—not at my young, beautiful face, but into my soul. He saw the sketch in my hand. A secret only a mother and her six-year-old son would know.

"Jimmy," I said softly, using the nickname no one had spoken in decades. "Do you remember the thunderstorms?"

Tears streamed down the old man's wrinkled cheeks. The most powerful man in Boston, reached out his frail hand to grasp mine. "Mama?" he choked out, his voice breaking like a small child's. "You came back?"

Christopher froze. The doctors froze. I climbed onto the bed and pulled my 80-year-old son into my arms. "I'm here, baby. Mommy's home."

That December night, his first love and I were both rushed to the ER.
Two pregnant women. One operating room.
My doctor husband took three seconds to decide.
"She's an athlete. She can handle it," he told the nurse, then wheeled Sienna into surgery.
Leaving me—eight months pregnant with his baby—bleeding alone in the hallway.
When the nurse called begging him to come back, he said: "I'm at the pharmacy getting supplies for Sienna. Twenty minutes."
Twenty minutes later, I'm still alive.
He wishes I wasn't.

I live twenty-four honest years, and fate hands me a terminal stomach cancer diagnosis as a reward. Less than a month left on the clock.

Right when I'm ready to flip off this godawful fate, the floor under me goes black, and I drop straight into an SSS-rank horror game.

The Midnight Bloodred Theater. Dried-out eyeballs for chandeliers, crusted blood for decoration.

The boss is some deranged silver-haired god with blood-red eyes, and he blows people into a bloody mist the second something doesn't go his way.

Everyone else is crying, begging for their lives.

Not me. I'm dying either way.

I walk right up onto that stage, plant my hand on his abs, and grin up at him.

"Hey, gorgeous. Before you kill me, how about a kiss?"

In my last life, I fell for every word out of Ryan's mouth.
To save his shot at attending physician, I volunteered to take the fall for his medical malpractice case.
My license was revoked. I went from being a surgeon to being a housewife trapped in his family's home, wasting ten years of my life chained to a kitchen stove.
I thought my sacrifice would earn me his gratitude for the rest of our lives.
Turns out, he'd been sleeping with that doe-eyed little nurse, Lily, for God knows how long.
When years of exhaustion finally caught up with me and my heart gave out, I collapsed on the freezing basement floor.
My husband Ryan was upstairs, arms wrapped around Lily, sleeping in the master bedroom we'd bought with my dowry.
"That bitch is finally kicking the bucket. Once she croaks, this house is ours."

She was destined to be his ruin… yet he would walk into the flames for her without regret.

Aveline was stripped of all protection after her father’s death, left under the cruelty of a heartless stepmother who treated her like dirt beneath her feet. But fate was far from done with her. Sold off to a slave auction, Aveline was claimed for the Alpha King’s palace, a place spoken of only in hushed voices and dread.

The people of Valthorne believed their ruler, Alpha Draven, was a beast in both name and nature, a king who feasted on flesh and ruled through fear. And when Aveline was chosen to serve within his private quarters, it felt like a death sentence had already been passed.

Yet destiny had its own designs. An ancient prophecy, unyielding and merciless, bound her existence to the very man she feared most…a bond that could either seal his damnation or awaken his salvation.

Would she survive the monster’s possession, or would she become the one obsession he could never release?

“Don’t be afraid.”

The terrifying man everyone called a monster was standing in front of me.

Cole Caesar was the undefeated football star, the ruthless team captain, and the man no doctor dared to treat twice.

But when he looked at me, something changed.

His anger disappeared.

His voice softened.

And he whispered, “You smell different.”

I thought he was crazy.

I didn’t know I was standing in front of an Alpha.

Cole was the heir of the wolf kingdom, hiding among humans under a potion that suppressed his powers. He hated human scents, hated doctors, and hated being touched.

Until he met me.

My scent was the only thing that could calm his wolf.

Meanwhile, I was fighting my own battle.

My mother was dying of leukemia, and I was desperate to pay for her treatment. To survive, I secretly sold my medical inventions under the identity of “L,” becoming one of the most sought-after young geniuses in the underground medical world.

I thought my biggest problem was keeping my identity hidden.

I was wrong.

When Cole discovered that I created the revolutionary healing spray used by his team, he exposed my secret—and promised to protect me.

“My family will keep you safe.”

Then he touched my hand.

And for the first time, I felt something strange inside me.

A warmth.

A pull.

A connection I couldn’t explain.

Cole stared at me as if he had just discovered something terrifying.

His wolf had already recognized me.

But if I really was his mate…

Why was someone willing to kill me for the medicine I created?

And what would happen when Cole discovered that the mysterious woman he was protecting was not only his healer—

but his destined mate?