borderlands 2 axton

GOING ON HIATUS MAY. WILL BE BACK JUNE. Cinder Pack? A depraved and atrocious place to be. And for ‘one of those’, a term used to describe the abandoned children on the streets, it’s nothing short of a nightmare. Lesser than crippled dogs and only slightly above rogues for being born within the pack, they survive on scraps, always covered in dirt and ignored by society. But Aurelia Night is different. Eighteen years on the street. No wolf. A pale skin. A strange set of eyes which sends shivers down the spines of everyone she comes across. She’s considered weak by everyone, yet feared for reasons no one can explain. But none of that bothers her because she has her best friend by her side. Until one night, she overhears a conversation she shouldn’t have… and is shoved off a cliff by the very friend she trusted most. But… she wakes up six months later. No name. No memory. Just two boys growing inside her. Seven years later, she returns to Cinder Pack. Her mission? Kill Axton Wolfe. The pack’s twisted and ruthless Alpha. A man who finds delight in bloodshed and has no patience for weakness. Unaware of her true identity, Axton is baffled when he finds himself drawn to the seemingly timid maid in his residence, a woman who should repulse him. The more he tells himself not to crave her, the harder he does and the more he does, the more she recoils away. That is… until she notices the resemblance between him and her sons. But one thing is certain. When kiss comes to shove and she must sink a knife into his heart, she won’t hesitate. … Lifting her chin with a single finger, he pressed the hard length of his arousal against her thigh, his voice low and lethal. “Every time I look at you, something inside me burns. And yet…” His jaw ticked. “You let other men touch you. Do you have any idea what that does to a man like me?” Forcing down the disgust swelling inside her, she exhaled sharply. “My lord, women in Cinder Pack, unless marked by a mate or sold, can let any man touch them.” He slowly brushed his thumb over her bottom lip, a sneer escaping his lungs. “You live in my territory, breathe my air, and serve under my roof. Every man who looks at you risks losing his eyes. Every man who touches you signs his death sentence. And you?” “You may forget my face, my name, even your own, but your body will always remember who it aches for. That you were never anyone else’s to begin with. That you’re mine!” … Author’s note; There will be quite a number of grim things.  Male lead is more than morally grey, twisted, obsessive and possessive. Female lead is tough, thinks on her feet, can stand up for herself, but has no wolf… so a damsel in distress.  Enemies to Lovers? Definitely.  Smut? Well, male lead is OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE!  (I don’t know how long this novel will be, but definitely over 300 chapters.) With that said, welcome to Aurelia Night and Axton Wolfe’s tortured love story.

Author's Note: Good book but it didn't earn so yeah, I'm marking it as completed and starting another and hope it earns this time. ______ Martin woke up in a seething rage. The memory of his father's name leaving the mouth of the assassin tasked with his death was forever etched into the inner parts of his brain. The man he had trusted with his life, although they weren't that close, Martin had never thought he would be the reason for his death. But in the darkness that followed, something extraordinary happened. he found himself transmigrated into a new body, in a new world. A vessel made for his burning anger and thirst for revenge. He was accompanied on his journey by a strange type of rune, and blessed with an hidden room of power. In his new life, he realized he wasn't spared from the constant betrayals. Martin forged his timid heart into one made of boiling furnace, his soul was fueled by the desire to return to his world and pay his father for his crimes. He took an oath, one drenched in the blood and sweat of his struggles: They would grovel before his feet. Each breath he took was tainted with the want for vengeance, each step was guided by the inferno that blazed wildly in him. The path ahead was shrouded in darkness, but Martin welcomed it, for it was the crucible in which he would forge his revenge. "I AM AXTON ZAVIER, THE SUPREME GOD OF CULTIVATION." ......................... _________ ****I do not own the cover**** I have been planning this story for a year now and I hope you like it. Yes it has everything ranging from action, adventure, revenge, etc. DISCORD SERVER : https://discord.com/invite/UXY22fphqe ____ CHAPTER LENGTH (1000-1500) Depending on my inspiration. (1-3) CHAPTERS DAILY 20 powerstones leads to an extra chapter at the end of the week! 40 powerstones leads to two extra chapters at the end of the week! ^^ Thank you for joining me on this literary journey. Enjoy the adventure!

Janar had awoken in the center of what seemed like an abandoned city and when she did an unknown entity was standing in front of her and had asked her a question will you be a player or citizen in where you in this world?

Elias Hart is dying one full moon at a time. A rare genetic curse turns his body to living stone; no wolf, no hunt, only agony. The only known solution is offered by the Heralds: a ritual that will stop his heart but preserve his mind forever in an undying, emotionless crystal shell. They call it mercy. Elias calls it losing everything. Refusing to surrender the life he built with his wife Sarah and their son, he chases a rumor of another way; a forgotten ritual hidden deep in the Rift-Wilds, left behind by a scholar who vanished decades ago. The journey will test his body, his bond with his family, and his will to remain human. Some curses can be endured. Some can be broken. Some ask only whether you're willing to pay the price.

In the winter-stricken city of Borderlands , nestled in the eerie silence of the '90s era, Zayn Wolfe, a resilient 20-year-old with a chiseled physique, endured the harsh reality of orphan hood. Living in the squalor of the slums, he navigated a life of poverty, resorting to stealing and participating in gritty gang fights to survive. Zayn's existence took an unexpected turn when his adept fighting skills caught the eye of a powerful gang leader. Recognizing Zayn's potential, the gang leader presented him with an ominous opportunity—a job that promised escape from the slums. The task: to assassinate the baron of Scarestown, a figure synonymous with oppression and wealth. As he went on a journey to kill the baron , he began to face against something he never believed before . Questioning his own sanity , the wolf began his journey of death ! Will he kill the baron and get free from poverty ? or will he fall and choose to be a street thug again ? See for yourself!

Age of Adepts

Renille finally unlocked her rebate shopping system-every purchase gives back more than she spent. Cozy blankets, hot meals, even rare items... it feels like magic itself wants her spoiled. The catch? Every rebate drags her deeper into the world of Malrick Lakanpili, the masked Dragonlord Warmonger. To others, he's terrifying. To her, he's the overbearing "cat dad" of all types of magical beasts who keeps tossing her into danger-and somehow into his life. If she wants to protect her family and keep her peace, she'll have to survive dragons, schemes, and the dangerously magnetic man her system won't let her escape.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.