werefox

"First of all, Mr Saverio I never signed a marriage deal with you. Second, you are my boss and third, you make me cringe!" His brows raised, "Cringe, how?" "Ever since the day I met you, I knew you are the one. How does that sound? Moreover, I do not believe getting married would decrease our possibility of dying." "So you agree with me that those lines are cringe, right? I wonder what those writers were thinking when they wrote them. But I had no choice." Eva couldn't believe her ears. So her boss had to surf through the net to propose to her? Wow, she must be Alice and he must be Johnny Bravo. He clicked his tongue calling her attention before walking towards her. Eva walked backwards and he proceeded until her back hit the wall. He leaned closer, "It's a myth, it's okay if you find it hard to believe, however, aren't you quite tired of the pain you derive when I'm far away?" She swallowed. It is true, whenever he is near her, the pain disappears, however her body begins to heat up whenever he isn't nearby. They were both cursed and the only way to get through is to remain close. This sounded like a typical drama. "Fine. I will sign the deal but on one condition." A smirk came across his lips as he replied, "How many times do I have to say you already signed it?" He paused, his dark blue eyes staring into her ocean blue ones, "Meaning, there are no conditions. The only condition you need to abide is mine." ××× Eva Lee, a young woman lived a free life, however after an incident that took her father's life, she turns into a woman seeking revenge. Her primary objectives remain to become extremely rich for her family and then find her father's murderer but what happens when she becomes a bar of magnet that attracts nothing but bad luck? When she thought her life would become nothing but bliss if she gets employed in one of the biggest companies in South Korea, she stumbles upon a handsome white-haired man who turns out to be her boss, the CEO of the new company she works at. Unknown to her, he is an accumulation of bad luck in the form of a human. As things unfold, she figures out that this almighty CEO is far from being a human and the most disturbing part of her discovery is the semblance between the CEO and the notorious killer who is known to chop off the hearts of bad men. However, as she begins to plot how to expose him to the cop, she finds herself stuck in a marriage contract with him. How did he do this? Actually, that isn't the most disturbing thing. He begins to reveal too much about himself, at the same time literally dragging her to a historical world entirely where demons, vampires, weres, witches and other creatures dwell. Not until she becomes trapped in the new world will she realise that he is nothing but a Werefox and what is she? The bride of a Werefox Prince!

one night I walked outside my entire life change after meeting this strange woman with white hair and tail and ears as I travel with her throughout this land to find out why she cried that night I continue on and within my journey learning her ways and learn how to control my new found abilities she gave me as token of her appreciation we continue on throughout time until the end of time to find out what comes next and how I learned many things throughout my travels and I continue on.

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Year 1968... Divina was broken-hearted due to her lover, Alfredo's infidelity. He cheated on her with a rich heiress named Belen. Even though it was difficult for Divina, she forced herself to move on. She became a teacher in a private school and became close friends with their headteacher, Marco Salvador. Marco is a happy person and he shares this happiness with those people around him to the point that Divina is slowly falling for him... but there is one absolute rule in that school, they shouldn't have a romantic relationship with each other. Marco holds a high position at school and Divina loves teaching. How are they able to face the obstacles of their growing affection? Are they destined to be together or will they end up with the common saying, "they met but they were not fated"? "We were but we were not..."

she has been living half her life in dreams about a time and place she convinced herself wasn't real. however she will soon discover just how tightly fate can weave the past into the present

Reinhard was just a young employee who liked to read and watch anime, manga, novels etc. After an unfortunate accident he finds himself in a situation that he only thought would occur in the novels. (Hello, I am new to writing novels and I have been reading many on this website and it has always happened to me that the ones I like end up unfinished so on the recommendation of a friend I will try to make one, this novel may have many spelling errors since the Spanish is my native language. do not hesitate to leave a review that may better the novel)

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death. ~Oscar Wilde~ Adoration is not profound enough a word to express the depth of my love for her. From the moment she walked into my life and set my heart and soul on fire, not a day's gone by that she hasn't plagued my every thought. We were each other's completion. She was everything I wasn't--the sigh to my roar, the virtue to my sin, the cure to my wounds. We Were One. Until the unthinkable happened. That I've survived such a tragedy without having completely lost it, is a mystery in itself. But as my mind starts to blur the lines between reality and my delusional heart, I begin to question everything, including my sanity. And then the real mystery begins . . . Author's note: We Were One is an alternate POV to Girl In The Mirror but both books can be read as stand alones without the need to read the other to follow along! We Were One is created by Elizabeth Reyes, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Cyla lives in the world of shifters and mythical creatures. Not that she would know it. Cyla has no name, no voice, and no one. Would the Moon Goddess leave her to die a young, innnocent, clueless soul? Knowing the world and life as nothing but an animal. Cyla, Few lives come into the world as I did. Even fewer make it out alive. Not dire enough stakes for you? That's alright because dying while not the best option would have been simpler. In a litter of wolf pups there's anywhere from 4-7. For my special circumstance there was just me. Could I have had siblings in the beginning? Maybe but I would never know neither would my mother. If that's what you'd like to call her. Cyla, puppies? Really? You're obviously not a puppy if you can tell your own story. No Im not but unlike most of my kind I started as one. Lycan, shifter, werewolf, or whatever else you've learned to know us by. The ones I've come to know prefer shifter or go by their pack names. One word they all seem to know and use is Rogue. Some classify this as those without a pack. Those who've completely lost themselves to their animal natures. The wolf within them for some reason or another taking over as the human lies dormant or fades away forever. While it's uncommon it's not impossible. My mother was one of these cases. A Rogue alone, pregnant, and trapped as a wolf forever. The result a rare and unique case of a shifter surviving and being born as a pup. What happens when the mind of a child only knows the body of a wolf? What happens when the mind of a child knows nothing but the ways of a wolf? You'd have to be there to know. The air smelled heavy. The feeling making each breath a little colder and sharper as the sun rose. I remember it all, every detail, without the words to express any of it. There were no words back then.

DARAH. Aroma besi memenuhi udara, bercampur dengan wewangian mawar yang hampir tak tertahankan. Ruangan itu diterangi hanya oleh cahaya lilin yang bergetar, menciptakan bayangan yang menari di sepanjang dinding batu yang dingin. Langit-langit tinggi dan perabotan kayu gelap menambah suasana yang mencekam, seakan-akan tempat ini bukanlah bagian dari dunia nyata. Eleanor Blackwood berdiri di tengah ruangan, tubuhnya membeku dalam ketakutan dan keterkejutan. Tangannya sedikit gemetar saat menyentuh gaun sutra birunya yang ternoda merah—darah. Cairan hangat itu masih segar, merembes perlahan, meninggalkan jejak kematian di serat kain yang seharusnya sempurna. Tapi itu bukan darahnya. Tidak. Itu milik seseorang yang sekarang terbaring tak bernyawa di lantai, napasnya telah lama pergi bersama roh yang tak akan pernah kembali. Di hadapannya, seorang pria berdiri dengan tenang—Lucian Sinclair, Duke of Ravenshire. Sosoknya menjulang dalam kegelapan, dengan mantel panjang berwarna hitam yang menambah aura berbahayanya. Wajahnya tajam dan aristokratik, dilingkupi ketenangan yang mengerikan. Tidak ada bekas keterkejutan, tidak ada penyesalan. Hanya ketenangan yang sedingin batu nisan. Mata abu-abu kelamnya menatap Eleanor tanpa emosi, seolah membaca setiap ketakutan yang berputar di dalam dirinya. Namun, ada sesuatu yang lain bersembunyi di balik sorotannya—sesuatu yang lebih mengancam daripada sekadar ketidakpedulian. Itu adalah sorot mata seorang pria yang memegang kendali penuh, seseorang yang tidak terbiasa ditantang atau dipertanyakan. "Kau seharusnya tidak ada di sini, Eleanor." Suaranya rendah, dalam, dan mengandung bahaya yang terlalu nyata. Getaran dalam nada suaranya menyusup ke dalam tulangnya, membuat napasnya tercekat. Jantung Eleanor berdebar kencang, bukan hanya karena ketakutan, tetapi juga karena sesuatu yang lebih mengerikan—hasrat yang tak terhindarkan. Perasaan yang seharusnya tidak ada di sini, di tengah malam yang kelam dan berlumuran darah. Namun, ia merasakannya, sekuat ia merasakan ketakutannya sendiri. Seharusnya ia berlari. Seharusnya ia meninggalkan tempat ini sebelum semuanya menjadi lebih buruk. Namun, bukannya mundur, Eleanor justru melangkah maju, menghampiri pria yang seharusnya ia hindari. "Apa yang kau lakukan, Lucian?" bisiknya, suaranya nyaris patah. Pria itu tersenyum tipis—senyum yang lebih mirip ancaman daripada kelembutan. Sebuah permainan yang hanya ia yang tahu aturannya. "Aku melindungi milikku," jawabnya. Dan sebelum Eleanor bisa bereaksi, ia merasakan sentuhan dingin di pinggangnya. Lucian menariknya dengan mudah, membuat tubuh mereka bertemu dalam benturan yang membakar. Nafasnya hangat di lehernya, begitu dekat, begitu menguasai. Jari-jari pria itu menekan punggungnya, menciptakan sensasi yang tidak semestinya muncul dalam situasi seperti ini. Eleanor seharusnya merasa takut. Ia seharusnya memberontak, menolak perangkap yang kini telah menelannya. Namun, tubuhnya tidak bergerak, pikirannya kabur, tenggelam dalam pusaran bahaya yang dibawa Lucian Sinclair. Matanya menatap wajah pria itu dalam kegelapan. Pria yang dikenal sebagai Duke of Ravenshire, pria yang ditakuti dan dihormati dalam takaran yang sama. Seorang pria yang berbahaya, yang berdiri di antara batas moralitas dan kehancuran. "Apakah ini yang kau sebut perlindungan?" Eleanor mencoba menguatkan suaranya, tetapi yang keluar hanyalah bisikan rapuh. Lucian menundukkan kepalanya, bibirnya hampir menyentuh telinganya. "Ya, Eleanor. Ini perlindungan dengan caraku. Dan kau tidak punya pilihan selain menerimanya." Jari-jarinya yang kuat menelusuri sisi wajahnya, menghapus jejak air mata yang tidak ia sadari telah jatuh. Eleanor menutup matanya sejenak, mencoba mencari pegangan di tengah badai yang mengancam untuk menelannya bulat-bulat. Namun, bagaimana mungkin ia bisa bertahan jika badai itu adalah Lucian sendiri? Ia telah jatuh ke dalam perangkap yang tidak memiliki jalan keluar. Dan yan

On the day of his 10th birthday Terry Andrew (an anxious kid) develops power beyond any mortal person. Terry's powers are causing him problems in his life. Terry must take control of his power before his power controls him.