pale cocoon

Elijah has been hunting supernatural creatures his whole life often alongside his father Joshua, who trained him from birth. When Elijah was a young teen, he and his father met Jayden, a young werewolf whose family had been slaughtered. They took him in, and he has worked with them ever since.<br><br>When a case requires Elijah to work not only with his father and the werewolf he is secretly in love with but with his part-time lover Chogan, Elijah knows things are likely to get complicated, but he has no idea what is to come.<br><br>The town is under attack from a brutal killer, and Elijah is finding it harder than ever to hide his true feelings. Is he the only one?

This high school transformation story is anything but typical. Included in this world are vampires, werewolves and other magical creatures, but is set in modern day. Our main character is a grade 10 student, who doesn't easily fit in. What is an androgynous looking girl to do? I am sure wearing unisex looking clothes all the time doesn't help either. Being mistaken for a boy, angering a moody male werewolf, trying to navigate high school life, attempting to make a friend and many other adventures await. But most importantly, is love on the horizon? There is more to Sam than meets the eye...masquerading as a human to hide her true identity, with only a spell to keep her form from changing, she longs for the day when she will be strong enough to be able to fully control her form herself... ×When I arrived at my class, I had a shock. I had a moment where anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks. There, in the back row was Kyle. I suppressed my first instinct, which was to run out of the room. At this point I was still looking at him, but he hadn't noticed me yet; he was talking to two other guys. 'Maybe if I sit in the front row, and don't turn around all class, then he won't know I am me?' I thought. But, right at that moment, Kyle decided to look up as someone near me called and waved to him. "Dang!" I whispered under my breath as I turned my head away from him and slipped into the seat in the corner of the room. At least now I was strategically placed; in a desk in the front row closest to the door× ×'Better the devil you know, than the devil you don't.' I thought as I charged up to him. He was, as expected, ready for me. I threw a punch at him, but he blocked it, grabbing my wrist. Before I could do the wrist turn and put the pressure on the weak thumb, with the intention of escaping his grip, he punched me in the stomach with his free hand. The punch landed the right way to knock the wind out of me, and my body crumpled forward and slid to the ground.× ×It was the end of the school day and all I wanted was to be home, in my own room, so I could think. I walked to the edge of the woods and sat beside a tree to rest. I sighed. I needed this moment, alone with nature. As my body relaxed, I realized just how tired and sore I was. The adrenaline was wearing off, and the aftermath of my spikes of high anxiety took its toll. I was physically and mentally exhausted. Gingerly, I reached behind me to see if I could tell, by touch, the extent of bruising on my back. From the feel, I could tell not only would they be an ugly bluish- purple, but that some were still swelling. I knew it might not be as bad as it felt, as I bruised so easily. I counted myself lucky that I healed twice as fast as a human. 'If I had the healing rate of a werewolf, I would be healed by now.' I said to myself. 'Some people get all the luck!' × × I smiled to myself as I walked down the main street. It was finally the weekend. Free from school, I decided to see what stores there were. Up ahead, I saw a teen girl exit a nail salon. 'Woah,' I thought. 'She is really good looking.' My thoughts didn't really do her justice. She looked like she just stepped of an airbrushed magazine cover. She had thick, long chestnut colored hair, that suited her heart- shaped face. Though she had long legs like a runway model, her torso was shorter, so she stood a few inches shorter than me; at about average height. As she glanced to both sides of her, I noticed she had the most clear, blue eyes and a perfect button nose, that many women would kill for. She turned and walked away from me. 'She is so beautiful. She reminds me of classical music, famous statues and renowned classic paintings. Is this what the old masters felt when they found their muse?'×

​"They took my pack, my title, and my future. They left me to rot in the pits. Now, the last Lycan King has returned, and the silver blood of the vampires will be the paint for my new throne." ​Ash Vance is a freak of nature—a hybrid cursed by Lycan royalty and Vampire cruelty. Trapped in a world of oppressive high-tech rule, he has one goal: to turn the city that enslaved his people into a graveyard. But the Council has a secret, and the 'Pale Reaper'—a weapon of their own design—is the only thing standing between Ash and absolute revenge. ​In a city of neon, steel, and shadow, Ash must embrace the beast within to survive. The hunt has begun, and this time, the prey is the hunter. ​Warning: High-octane action, dark urban fantasy, and a revolution forged in blood. Are you ready to witness the rise of the King?

In the stories she used to read, transmigrators woke in strong bodies with hidden powers and cheat-like memories. But when Mira opened her eyes, she found only weakness. A blind girl's blurred world. A heart that stuttered with every breath. A house too fine for someone her age to own, and neighbors who whispered of deliveries made at night. She remembers nothing of her old life—not her face, not even her name. All she knows is that this new life is already collapsing, and someone, somewhere, is paying for her survival. Yet behind the fragile skin and fading sight, something stirs. A beauty that makes strangers gasp. A nature that draws shadows to her door. A past that refuses to stay buried. And when the caretakers arrive—smiling, patient, too watchful by half—Mira begins to understand: she is not just another sick girl abandoned by her family. She is the key to a world on the brink of transformation, and the secrets locked in her blind eyes may be worth more than kingdoms. But for now, Mira must do the hardest thing of all—live long enough to discover who she truly is.

"Aiden Knight had everything he ever wanted - billions of dollars, total control of his company. But when his life is suddenly taken by greedy enemies, he discovers a power beyond his wildest dreams. As his shattered head regenerates and he awakens a mysterious Bloodline system, Aiden realizes he's been playing a game he didn't even know existed. And the stakes have just been raised to a whole new level."

Warning this book contains a lot of hot button topics so read at your own risk and if you decided to read this book and have ignored my warning then I won't be held accountable for my writing so please don't leave any mean or hateful comments in my comment section or I will be forced to report whoever submited the comment to the proper Wattpad/Web Novel Authorities So this version of little red riding hood is going to be once I'm finished will be the darkest version on here if you think that this story will be all rainbows and unicorns then you're damn wrong this story will be extremely dark and violent so if this version of little red riding hood isn't what you can stomach then I suggest that you leave while you still can

In a world where ancient pillars of power—hidden Elixir Paths, ubiquitous Mana, ethereal Entities, and Vita enhancements—shape destinies, seven-year-old Aiden is a unique child of a powerful lineage. Destined for greatness, he undergoes secret rituals from an early age, with the enigmatic elixir "The White Raven" being a key component. While it bestows extraordinary intelligence and intuition, with each dose, Aiden gradually loses a piece of himself, descending into an abyss of emotional emptiness and a fractured personality. As Aiden's world is plunged into an era marked by historical wars, slavery controlled by intricate contracts, and a dense web of political intrigues, he faces an internal conflict. His actions, dictated by a logic transcending morality, will often be brutal and manipulative. Raised by his stern yet caring grandfather Sebastian and an overprotective father Cedric, Aiden learns to survive, but his definition of a "decent man" becomes darkly personal. As he grows, mastering Mana in magical schools, delving into the secrets of Vita, and confronting the terrifying influences of Aether, Aiden does not seek salvation or redemption. His empty gaze intermingles with flashes of human emotion as the protagonist tries to understand his changing nature. Will he find meaning in what he deems "cool," even if it means shaping the world in ways others find immoral? This story is a dark journey through the mind of a manipulator who has lost his soul but gained powerful influence in a world that allows it.

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."