I dedicated my whole life to God, I was always focused on my duties and my virtue, at least until the day I met him. That wasn't a part of the great church I had known before, curiosity led me deeper into what seemed to be a dungeon, and that's where I found him. Something wicked chained up, sealed in that frightening place. His name was Amon, the evil being who had dragged me into sin, made me give myself over to him, the being who had introduced me to lust.
The imposing Cathedral of Lumina rose above the city like a beacon of hope. Its gothic towers pierced the sky, and the stained glass windows cast vivid colors on the stone floor, as if divine light was ever-present. For Elara, every corner of that place was sacred. Since she could remember, she had dedicated her life to the church, embracing vows of devotion, purity, and service. She was known for her unwavering faith and her serene presence, which inspired everyone around her.
That morning, Elara was participating in a solemn ritual at the main altar. The air was perfumed with incense, mingling with the harmonious voices of the choir. As the priests chanted hymns, Elara felt an unusual peace in her heart. However, something unexpected happened. As the silver chalice was raised to consecrate the wine, a gust of wind swept through the cathedral, extinguishing the candles and bringing a chill that made everyone exchange uneasy glances.
Kneeling, Elara felt a shiver run down her spine. The wind seemed to whisper something in her ears, but she couldn't make out the words. Opening her eyes, she saw the stained glass projections forming unusual shadows on the floor. For a moment, she thought she saw a hooded figure among them, but when she blinked, the vision vanished.
After the ritual, Elara tried to shake off the discomfort, but the sensation lingered. Throughout the day, she felt a weight in her chest, as if something invisible was watching her. She decided to seek solace in prayer, but as she knelt before a small side chapel, she heard the whisper again. This time, it was clearer: "Elara..."
She stood up abruptly, looking around. The chapel was empty. Feeling confused and slightly frightened, she decided to walk through the cathedral's corridors to calm her mind. Her footsteps echoed on the ancient stones, and the candlelight flickered on the walls. That's when her eyes caught something peculiar: a door ajar in a wing that should have been locked.
Elara hesitated. That part of the cathedral was forbidden. Since joining the church, she had been instructed never to cross those doors. Stories were told that secrets of the faith's oldest truths were kept there, protected by generations of clerics. Yet something inside her-perhaps the same voice she had heard-seemed to call her forward. Against her better judgment, she pushed the door open.
The creak of the hinges echoed like a muffled scream. Beyond it lay a spiral staircase descending into the depths of the cathedral. The air was denser there, heavy with dust and dampness. Elara descended slowly, holding a candle she had found near the entrance. Each step felt colder than the last, and the silence was broken only by the sound of her breathing.
After what felt like an eternity, she reached the bottom of the staircase. What she found was a massive wooden door, dark and adorned with faintly glowing runes. Elara's heart raced. The runes seemed to pulse in response to her presence, as if they recognized something within her. Before she could think better of it, the door opened on its own, revealing a vast underground chamber.
The hall was impressive, despite its state of ruin. Gigantic pillars supported the vaulted ceiling, and the floor was covered in worn mosaics depicting battles between angelic figures and shadowy creatures. At the center stood a stone altar surrounded by intricate magical circles etched into the floor with supernatural precision. And there, in the middle of the altar, a hooded figure knelt, bound in chains and cloaked in shadows.
"Elara..." the voice called again, now clearly coming from the figure. It was deep yet seductive, laden with an authority that made her skin prickle.
She took a step forward, unable to resist the pull she felt. When the figure raised its head, the hood revealed a face seemingly carved in perfection, with eyes that glowed like embers. Despite his menacing appearance, there was something hypnotic about him.
"Who are you?" she asked, her voice trembling.
The figure smiled, a smile both welcoming and dangerous. "You know me, Elara. You have always known me. I am the one who was forgotten, locked here by those who fear the truth."
She stepped closer, now only a few feet from the altar. She felt torn between fear and curiosity. "Why did you call me?"
"Because you are different. You question, even if you do not admit it. I have seen the doubts in your heart, Elara. I know you feel that something is wrong with what you've been taught."
Elara stepped back slightly, as if he had touched a raw nerve. It was true that, in moments of silence, she had wondered about the inflexibility of the church, about the mysteries that were hidden. But she had never dared to voice those thoughts.
"I am a sinner just for thinking such things..." she murmured, more to herself than to him.
"No, my dear. To think is what makes us free. And freedom is what I offer you. But first, I need your help."
Before Elara could respond, his voice echoed again, deeper and laden with intent: "Come. Look closer. See what they fear."
Elara hesitated, but curiosity burned inside her like a fire. She approached the altar, her eyes fixed on the chained figure. She felt that, by crossing that invisible line, something within her would change forever.
When she finally stopped before the altar, he lifted his eyes to hers. "You are stronger than you think, Elara. And your destiny is only beginning."
The words resonated in her mind as a shadow seemed to envelop the hall. Deep down, she knew that this encounter was only the beginning of something that would change her life-and perhaps the world-forever.
In a world where humans and werewolves coexist in secrecy, Lyra, a young woman with a mysterious past, finds herself drawn to a forbidden love. When a series of strange dreams lead her to a remote forest, she encounters a pack of wolves, led by the fierce and enigmatic alpha, Kael. Torn between her human life and an undeniable connection to Kael, Lyra soon discovers that her bloodline is entwined with the ancient history of the pack. As the full moon approaches, dark forces threaten the fragile peace between the human world and the wolves. Kael must choose between his duty as alpha and the bond he shares with Lyra-one that could change the fate of both their worlds forever. In a battle for love, loyalty, and survival, Lyra must answer the call of her heart-and the call of the alpha.
Elena always felt a strange pull toward the wilderness, a whisper in her soul every time the full moon lit up the night sky. On a fateful evening, while hiking through the dense forest near her hometown, she encounters Adrian, a mysterious stranger with piercing eyes and an aura of danger. What she doesn't know is that Adrian is no ordinary man-he's the lone guardian of an ancient wolf clan, bound to protect his kind and keep their existence hidden. As Elena and Adrian's worlds collide, an undeniable passion ignites between them. But their love comes with risks: Adrian's clan views humans as a threat, and a rival pack is hunting to claim Elena for their own dark purposes. With secrets unraveling and the full moon drawing near, Elena must decide if she can trust Adrian with her heart-and if she's willing to embrace a destiny that could forever change her life. Under the glowing light of the full moon, love and fate will be tested in ways neither imagined.
Evelyn Hart was a famous actress, adored by millions and celebrated for her talent. At the peak of her career, she gave it all up for love, setting aside her dreams to support her husband, a man who always treated her as ordinary and dispensable. Trapped in a toxic and suffocating relationship, Evelyn believed her sacrifice was an act of love-until the veil of illusion began to lift. When she finally breaks free from the chains of her past, Evelyn is determined to reclaim her life and career. On her journey to redemption, she crosses paths with Viktor Kane, a dangerous and enigmatic CEO whose polished exterior conceals deep ties to the underworld. The attraction between them is undeniable, and Viktor ignites not only passion in Evelyn but also a newfound strength to confront her fears and settle the score with the man who underestimated her.
Helena Costa is drowning in debt and desperation when her cold and enigmatic CEO, Thom Bernard, offers her a shocking solution: a marriage of convenience. For Helena, it's a chance to escape financial ruin. For Thom, it's a calculated move to protect his empire. Bound by a contract, they live as strangers in a luxurious but hollow world, each guarding their emotions. Yet, as Helena glimpses Thom's hidden vulnerability, and he's drawn to her strength, their transactional relationship begins to shift. When the truth about their marriage is exposed, and Thom's career faces ruin, Helena must decide: protect herself or stand by Thom and fight for the bond they've unexpectedly built.
Alitta had always had terrible luck in love, she had always seen her friends, family and acquaintances find their predestined partners, but it seemed that her turn would never come. Without hope, one lonely night, she threw herself into the arms of an unknown man, everything went well, but what she didn't expect was that this unimportant night would bear fruit. The pregnancy was becoming more and more apparent, the discovery that the father of her child was the alpha of her pack was a great shock. She now had a choice in her hands: give up her baby or flee with her child to face everything that was to come alone.
I lived my whole life normally without even knowing the secret of my lineage. The next thing I knew, I was being dragged into a clan. The people in this clan aimed to keep an almost instinctive pack of wolves alive. They told me that I was part of this bloodline, something I could never have known because I was nothing more than a miserable orphan until they found me. I found myself at the start of a dangerous yet exhilarating journey.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"