Guerrero/a

Odelia, wanita itu hanya tahu bagaimana caranya mengasihi. Dalam hidupnya, ia begitu mempercayai kekuatan cinta. Bahkan meskipun dibenci, Odelia tetap mencintai orang tersebut. Namun bagaimanakah jika orang yang paling menginginkan penderitaanya justru adalah suaminya sendiri. Laki-laki yang ia letakkan diatas segala-galanya. Jeanattan, laki-laki itu hidup dalam kebencian. Dendam mendiang ibunya pada seseorang membuatnya harus berubah menjadi pria jahat. Sampai, saat dimana wanita itu datang. Membasuh hidupnya dengan penuh kasih. Namun bagaimanakah jika wanita itu justru merupakan wanita yang harus ia hancurkan. Wanita yang harus menderita meski ia mencintainya tanpa sadar.

I never wanted to be an Alpha. It was my brother’s destiny to lead the pack. But Dad refused to give him the position, believing he would lead with his heart, not his head! As his only other child, the title falls to me. Following my father’s death, the Wolf Council is demanding that I find a mate before I turn 21. Or they will choose a new Alpha for the River Valley Pack. Why? Because a female is supposed to be a Luna, not an Alpha.   But I am not a Luna, I am the Female Alpha of the River Valley Pack. I won’t be made to choose a partner who doesn’t deserve me. But I won’t find one hiding in my pack. I need to put myself out there. It’s the only way to save my pack.    I travel to find out what people think of their Alpha. Perfect smiles or fancy cars won’t fool me, not even for a second.     If I find my mate on my journey, I will see if he is worthy. If he’s not, a rejection is in his future. I will not settle. A male Alpha wouldn’t. Why should I?

Two different worlds, two separate lives are fused together in this surreal tale of the supernatural. A world unknown to her and a world he runs from. An unending war between their worlds leads them down the same path with their destinies aligned. What will happen when the fate of their worlds hang in the balance and they have to make a choice? *** She had no idea how long she had been sleeping for but she woke up to the sound of someone sniffing. She was drowsy so she paid not much attention to it but then it continued, then she heard the voice again, “Lavender, you use lavender for your hair. How have I never sniffed your hair before?", the sniffing continued. The sound reverberated through the caves, whilst she felt the vibrations on his chest where she lay, but she did not need that to know whose voice it belonged to. It was deep but not hoarse, somehow it was powerful and soothing at the same time, it was the voice of a god, one that had spoken to her all of these months, one she had replayed over again in her head till it was ingrained in her memory. “Dragomir…”, she whispered in a teary voice, she proceeded to stand up but he held on to a part of her hair and was sniffing it. When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped and stared back at her as if she had just caught him trying to steal from the cookie jar. “Was that creepy?”, he asked.

Liar. Selfish. Murderer. Asshole. All of these, and then some, can be and have been used to describe Dan Sanders—depending on who you ask. But if you know Dan, then you also know he wouldn’t bother denying any of it. However, the one thing no one ever has or ever will truthfully be able to call him is a coward. Especially, not his estranged crackpot brother, Chris. Though it's true that following the Rebecca Fairchild incident, the Sanders gang is in hot water. Dan has never been one to turn and run from a fight, and he doesn’t plan to start now. So while Chris may be brutal and undoubtedly brilliant, he would do best to remember what he lacks in mercy Dan lacks in morality. And there isn’t much he can’t or won’t do when you threaten those he cares for. A rivalry forged and bound by blood is nearing its climax. Chris the unforgiving versus Dan the unyielding. Let's just hope our anti-hero can clear his family's name before the bodies pile up and time runs out.

Charles’ breath quickened, and his movements became more urgent. “I’m close,” he gasped in my ear, his voice breaking between moans. My own pleasure surged, and I couldn’t hold back the scream that tore from my throat. A wave of electric tingles swept through me, my temples throbbed, and the world around me faded into white… Every pore on my body felt wide open, heat radiating from me in waves. It was surreal, as if I were in a dream, feeling everything but grasping none of it… I could hardly believe it—I had married this man, the infamous Alpha of the Black Valley Pack, Charles McLean, and I had just slept with him. But there was no love between us. We weren’t fated mates. Since his first shift at eighteen, Charles McLean had never found his fated mate. And after one engagement after another, each of his fiancées had died under mysterious circumstances. Rumor had it that he wore a mask to conceal his hideous face and that he was a cruel, violent man who would kill without hesitation. People whispered that he had murdered his previous fiancées. His last fiancée—my sister—was terrified of him. Horrified by the stories, she had vehemently refused to marry him. And just before the wedding, she found her fated mate. So, without warning or preparation, I was forced to take her place, pushed into marrying Charles in her stead, to stand as his wife in name only and the unacknowledged Luna of the Black Valley Pack…

Kesepakatan tetaplah kesepakatan. Lalu bagaimana dengan perasaan yang tumbuh seiring dengan berjalannya waktu? Manakah yang harus diutamakan? Kesepakatan? Atau perasaan? Jika perasaan yang diutamakan, lalu bagaimana dengan kesepakatan tersebut? Dan jika kesepakatan yang diutamakan, bagaimana dengan perasaan yang tumbuh tanpa izin dari si pemilik hati?

You lie just to get him. You lie just to be with him. You plan just to be his wife. You wait until he loves you but what if destiny turns down an in the end karma strikes back on you. What would a wife's do?

Nalaman ni Tessa na nagloloko sa kaniya Ang boyfriend niyang si Mark kaya naman humila siya ng lalaki na nasa tabi niya lang at hinalikan ito upang ipakita Kay Mark na hindi siya naapektuhan... ngunit Ang hindi niya alam ay ang nahalikan niyang lalaki ay Ang lalaking pinakasusuklaman niya

"This is my chance!", I thought. I snatched the sword from the guards hand and held my sharp blade to Prince Aven's neck. "Well... What are you waiting for", he spoke calmly. My hands began to shake with my eyesight becoming blured and overlapping voices filled the silence in my head. "Do it!", he yelled. I zoned out, Aven had grabbed my sword and laid on top of me. He slowly entangled his fingers into mine, looking at me with anger in his eyes. Then in one fast motion "Crack!" I let out a blood-curdling cry, as I felt all the pain in one broken finger. "Say you love me and maybe I'll stop". -Summary: Aven, Prince and Future king of a corrupt monarchy and society begins having a dream of a strange woman who must complete the prophecy of concieving the perfect heir. In Aven's eyes his country is perfect but in the eyes of woman who holds the entire fate of the country on her back (Letharia) it's pure evil. Aven is infatuated with her and seizes his opportunity to have her during one faithful encounter.

I saw myself dying, being killed by the very people I'd sacrificed my life to please. It was agonizing, a lot more than being tortured, having my wolf stolen away, being nibbled piece after piece by rats or the noose hanging around my neck, strangling the life out of me. "Goddess Selene please hear my prayer. Give me a second chance at life to make my enemies pay, to get that which is rightfully mine but this time, please make me the Villainess......." Waking up 5 years before her death, Xithara gets a second chance at life and promises to take down her enemies and get the happy ending she deserves. Now armed with knowledge of the future, she must become the same manipulative bitch she's trying to take down but can fate really be cheated? Can destiny be altered? Especially when all roads might just lead to doom.......