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There is a Prophecy. The child of the most powerful Vampire and the chosen wolf will end the evilness of the vampire imprinted with the cursed ink." Already living their simple lives as mortals,Zara and Liam are unaware that the said Prophecy will hunt them. When Vlad suddenly comes to kill them and their daughter Athena, Who is believed to be the chosen one, Zara and Liam Will do everything they can to protect Athena even if they have already lost their powers and immortality. But in the end,evil prevailed and Athena is left an orphan under the care of the other Vampires and werewolves. Hoping that she is indeed the chosen one to save the Vampires and werewolves from great peril, they hold on to their faith in her.

Demons appeared... War, fighting, death... Twelve years, just for me to die without even making him try. I can't tell if mana was a blessing to fight back, or a curse that brought them here. They... She'd tell me that I did my best... My best wasn't enough. This useless body. I have so many regrets... whatever afterlife is, I hope I can get to see them agai- uck- gh- what the-?! Why is this place so cramped?!

BOOK 1 - Shewolf No More The bond known to be the greatest gift from the Gods and the Goddesses of the supernatural world. The bond I hid for its forbidden to that of a wolf of my status; cherished, sacred and rare. The bond that allowed my people to cast me aside. The bond more powerful than that of a mate. I am a shewolf no more, with this bond that turned me human. Imprint.

Torryn, one of the most vicious alpha male of his era, imprinted on Snow, a mere woodland-raised she wolf. Their undeniable affinity for each other grow as the secrets of their past unfold. Will it break them? Or will it entangle them back together? ~~~ Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as she intently listened to his voice. His voice rasped, breathy, honeyed and almost guttural made every inch of her body tingle. There he stood before the bed still in his ripped dark trousers with a knee propped on the elevated mattress. Snow failed to answer as her gaze stuck at the curves of his shoulders, the sharp edges of his jaw down to the veins on his arms. She looked away as she took glimpse of the furrows below his stomach where his manhood hid. She heard a chuckle as the alpha shook his head. "Answer me, when I talk to you." This time his voice felt enraged. Snow manages as a nod and affirmed her alpha's orders. "Yes, alpha." "Good, little bird."

After dying in 2057, Daniel, once known as Havoc, gets the chance to go back in time, to change his own and humanity's destiny. Driven by his desire to change the future that awaits the world, he starts his journey, this time with a better character class as before. With all the memories from the future and his iron will, he sets out on his journey to protect the friends he lost and punish those who have hurt the ones he loves.

** few hours later *** The night dragged on and the mansion was in a still sad soul crushing mood, the atmosphere was heavy, the sad passing of valzella stung in the air. Her body was ready to be moved to the morgue. "Mrs adolpha, it's time." Lupus announced referring to the transfer of valzella's body to the morgue, he spoke in a cracked voice, his throat was dry and sore from howling loud in the wind (he'd changed into his wolf, ran deep into the forest to let out his grief). Mrs adolpha sniffled, her eyes reddened and swollen from excessive prolonged crying, mrs adolpha loved valzella like her own child, how couldn't she? She raised the pup from infancy, valzella was a very special werewolf and was dear to her, how could she have let her die like that? She felt guilty and would blame herself for her death the rest of her werewolf days. She turned to lupus without saying a word, they both walked to the room where valzella body laid. Mrs adolpha wept as she drew closer to the table where she laid, she fell into deep weeping, she wept for a while on valzella's body. "You can't leave us like this!" Mrs adolpha said, still crying her heart out, it pained her to see valzella laying lifeless on the table like that. She turned to lupus and said, "say your goodbyes cause i can't. I won't." She said with a final note in an agony filled tone and barged out of the room. Lupus sighed as he returned his attention back to valzella on the table, he stared at her cold lifeless white face for a while then said. "You heard elder adolpha, you can't just leave like that, not like this weak link, you didn't survive the fire to be taken out by a silver moon." He spoke to her like she was listening. "Most especially cause i love you and have a lot making up to do with you, you see i finally had a hearing from theodulf about few tricks to get me on your good side, i had planned to lure, seduce and make you mine forever, what do you say to that?" He sighed as tears trickled down his face to her hand. "You would have slapped or bite me if you could here me, wouldn't you?" He smiled then burst into tears. "COME ON VAL I HAVE AN IMPRINT TO DO!" He yelled in agony then paused and looked at her. "That's right, i have an imprint to do, i need to make my imprint on your soul. I'll be back!" He rushed out of the room into one of the rooms where mrs adolpha sat in deep thoughts. "I'm ready for the imprint!" He announced panting. "What?!" Mrs adolpha jumped back to reality. "I'm ready to make an imprint, i accept her as my mate and would love to join souls with her." He said slowly so he wouldn't mince words and so that mrs adolpha would hear everything he said. "What?!" Mrs adolpha said but this time not in shock but in surprise of what she just heard. She stood up and walked to him, placed a hand on his shoulder looking him in the eyes then said "Son, she's gone." She squeezed her face trying to swallow the pain that accompanied those words. "You can't, you shouldn't make an imprint on her soul anymore." "But she's my destined mate." He said in protest. "Honey you are free to pick another mate." She said. "The gods matched us." He said. "I'm afraid they might have been wrong or maybe i didn't hear them correctly, there are thousands to pick as a mate now son, don't trap your soul forever." She tried to talk him out of his decision cause she knows the implications of imprinting on a dead soul. "But, i want to, really." He insisted. "Son listen to me! She's, she's...." She paused for a second, she struggled to say the words she wanted to "She's dead. If you make an imprint now, you'll be trapped with her forever, you won't be able to pick another mate. Do you wish to be mateless for the rest of your life? Remember our kind lives on for centuries, that's too much of a long time to stay mateless." She said searching his face but the boy would not be convinced otherwise, he stood his grounds.

I was born with a congenitally weak soul. Before my mother passed away, her only wish was for me to inherit her spirit imprint and live on with her strength. But my mate, Lila Hawthorne, gave it to the man she secretly loved. “Wyatt's condition is more critical. I had no choice.” “But that was what my mother left for me!” My mother had even considered ending her own life early, just to leave the purest imprint for me. I refused to believe Lila didn't know that. Lila watched me break down, her expression cold and indifferent as her brows furrowed. “As compensation, I'll cancel all my meetings and attend your mother's memorial service.” The next day, I made hundreds of calls that went unanswered, only to see a post on Wyatt Faulkner's social media, visible only to me. [Celebrating a stable soul. Thank you for being by my side.] A cheap provocation, but it was enough to make me finally decide. “Mother, I'm sorry. I have to break my promise.” I caressed my mother's tombstone and dialed that person's number. “You wanted to compensate me, didn't you? Now's your chance.”

/imprint/ Fate ordained permanent love mark that grows a colourful tendril on the lover's skin. NB: It includes Gay and Straight Sex but with GAY SEX dominating. So, Readers Discretion Is Advised. BOOK ONE Have you ever wanted a normal life? You know, the life where you just have a boyfriend, graduate from college, get married to your husband, have a pet rabbit or an iguana, maybe have two kids or three, yeah that normal life. However, you realise that you can never be normal in a paranormal world, right? Never, never!!! Virgin Troy Danvers taste sex for the first time, gets addicted to it like some crack head, finds out that his boyfriend is not so normal. He also discovers that there is a bounty on his head in another realm, then he begins to question why the heck would there be a bounty on a high schooler who just wants to have sex, marry and raise Garry, his pet iguana? Troy's life becomes more complicated when he dives into the other realm; he finds himself in a love triangle, no, an erotic love triangle. His life just can't be normal. Ever!

He was hunted by some Centuars and Satyrs after he'd breached the orders of the underworld. Then they pursued him till he lost them to a forest. He was found by some of the creatures who he killed. He stayed in the forest for a while till a lady came to the forest. He was surprised to realize that other creatures existed and stole after her till he found a voluptuous village. He returned to his stead (the trunk of a tree) and would go to steal the babies of the inhabitants of the village. He kept on this and travelled to other parts of sewn villages whenever there was no baby to steal anymore. Nemesis caught up with him when it was time for him to be stolen. Ah! He who steal will be stolen.

The situation was critical. A harem of superwomen and a crew of military geniuses might not be enough to save the day. One man held the life of the emperor and the fate of the universe in his hands. His only help was a sentient computer that was trying to develop a sense of humor. The only obstacle in his way was just one girl. The only question was, was he going to kill her or marry her?