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His Special Mate [On Hold]

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Claire Miller She is a average human girl but that's what people think of her on the outside. She a one of the exceptional human beings. Why? She has powers like mind reading but that's only one of her powers. She is a independent women. She is nice when you are nice to her but offend or angry her will be the last thing you regret doing it. Lucas Smith He is a Alpha of the Blue moon pack. One of the largest and strongest packs in the world. He is a playboy that likes to play with women only to satisfy his needs. But that will change when he meet his beloved mate, Claire Miller. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Many people from different species wants Claire Miller and her power while many rouges and enemy pack wants to destroy the Blue moon pack. Will they overcome their enemies and live a happy ending? --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I also publish this Novel at Wattpad. So, I might post earlier chapters there first.

Anda Mungkin Juga Menyukai

Hellbound Heart

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] - Izabelle had underestimated the fire she thought she was going to play with tonight. But how could she ever have foreseen that the man she had happened to come across with does not play with just a small fire, but a whole inferno? ___ Excerpt: "You going through this marriage with me might as well be like you digging your own grave. Because the moment you start to want more from me, I will divorce you. And the moment you break your promise and try to fight meโ€ฆ I will ruin you and break you apart completely. Mercilessly. You will regret ever meeting this devil tonight." His threat was given in the same soft but cold voice. But Elle did not even flinch. Her gaze never faltered either. This man was ruthless, and she knew that clearly. His eyes that moment promised nightmares and darkness without any promise of respite. But no matter what he says now, it would still not change her decision. She truly had no other choice. "I understand nowโ€ฆ" she said quietly, steeling herself. "Since you don't trust that I will keep my word, how about we do this? You prepare the divorce documents beforehand now and I'll sign it. That way, once you decide to divorce me in the future, the papers would already have been signed and there would be no way I can trouble you about it. You would just need to send it to the lawyers and have it notarized." A heavy silence reigned before his quiet disbelieving laugh broke the silence. "I'm at a loss for words, Princess Izabelle." He looked wickedly amused. But then he started nodding in approval. "Fine, princess. I will marry you." ___ Instagram account: kazzenlx.x facebook page: author_kazzenlx Discord server: https://discord.gg/UGTA3A4 Cover is mine so don't use it. Cover Art by @azihidalgo Logo by @gisel.arts

KazzenlX ยท Fantasi
4.8
400 Chs

The General's Pampering Little Foodie Girl

#food Mo Chu was reborn. She opened her eyes to find herself in a world where a thousand years had passed. The docile animals and plants became very aggressive, and elemental abilities that existed only in stories and legends now appeared before her eyes! Fortunately, upon waking up, Mo Chu gained a nice-guy brother who had a sister complex. Unfortunately, she had a one-in-a-million sensitive constitution, so she couldnโ€™t consume 99% of the available food. However, there would always be a solution. If she couldnโ€™t eat the food of this era, couldnโ€™t she come up with new food? And so, she made fries, grilled fish, beggarโ€™s chicken, and various other delicacies that were not available in this future world. As a glutton, Mo Chu was satisfied with this outcome. Howeverโ€ฆ โ€œWow! What have I been eating all my life? Her food is so delicious, itโ€™s amazing!โ€ โ€œAside from being delicious, the food can actually increase elemental powers, and its effects are several times better than pills!โ€ โ€œI offer five million Federal Coins!โ€ โ€œI offer ten million. Donโ€™t compete with me! If you do, Iโ€™ll fight you!โ€ Mo Chu held up her hands in defeat, feeling helpless. It was only grilled fish. Did they have to get so excited? *** Ning Yiyuan is the only marshal in the Federation and also a top-class expert whose elemental abilities could reach tier 12. Even in an environment where the number of men was double that of women, countless beauties would still throw themselves at him. Yet, he was never fazed. Over the past few decades, Ning Yiyuan was like a monument, always standing at the Federation battlefront. Yet, this monument started to crumble after meeting Mo Chuโ€ฆ โ€œUncle!โ€ Mo Chu addressed him with her rosy lips, and Ning Yiyuanโ€™s ever stoic face began to crack! He was only 40 this year. In the Federation where the average lifespan of a human was 300 years old, he was considered a youth. So how could he be called an โ€˜Uncleโ€™? Hmph! He would have a word with this lass!

Yan Shi ยท Fantasi
4.7
768 Chs

Garden Of Poison

[Volume 1: Dante Blackthorn] When Anastasia and her sister Marianne are captured and shipped across the seas by pirates, they become commodities to be sold in a distant land. Marianne is taken as a courtesan, while Anastasia barely escapes a terrible fate by pretending to be mute. She is forced into the lowest ring of servants at the royal palace, where she endures a life of servitude and creates beautiful artwork to mask her pain. Despite years passing, Anastasia has never forgotten her sister's promise to return to their family together. However, with her movement restricted and the guards vigilant, escape seems impossible. When Anastasia comes into contact with the Forsaken Prince, her life spirals out of control and she triggers a Crux of incredible proportions. Now battling her own inner demons while navigating the treacherous politics of the royal court, Anastasia must confront the truth about her sister's fate and make a choice that could alter the course of an entire kingdom. [Volume 2: Emily Blackthorn] Princess Emily's life takes a turbulent turn when she is rejected, leaving her heartbroken and her soul at the brink of corruption. In a desperate bid to save herself, she journeys to the West. Enter the Storm Prince, a charismatic archdemon with striking blue eyes, with a saint-like smile. Emily had hoped she'd seen the last of him, but fate has other plans. As if her soul dying isnโ€™t enough, someone wants to steal it! Caught between the suitors and the haunting nightmares that have plagued her since childhood, Emily begins to see Raylen in a new light. The blue-eyed demon may not be the monster she once thought.

ash_knight17 ยท Fantasi
4.9
286 Chs

Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow

After being betrayed by her fiancรฉ and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she marriedโ€”and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zaraโ€™s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snowโ€™s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

BaeVida ยท Fantasi
4.2
146 Chs

Stolen by the Rebel King

As a princess who could not wield magic, Princess Daphneโ€™s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne was kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realized that she was in over her head. She had heard of these cursed mountains beforeโ€• rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent. King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North. Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticusโ€™s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyoneโ€™s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring. No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne. However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be. In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough. โ€• [Excerpt] โ€œNowโ€ฆ where should I put you both?โ€ he asked casually, not expecting a reply. โ€œItโ€™s regretful that I only have one chandelier.โ€ โ€œUnderneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies donโ€™t deserve this,โ€ Atticus mused to himself. โ€œThe mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it overโ€ฆ Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?โ€ โ€œAtticus!โ€ Daphne screamed. โ€œI donโ€™t want any heads! Let them go.โ€ โ€œFair enough.โ€ Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers. There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once. Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles. โ€œI told you to let them go!โ€ Daphne cried out. โ€œYes, I let them go,โ€ Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. โ€œTo receive divine judgment from the heavens.โ€ โ€• Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

saltedpepper ยท Fantasi
4.6
578 Chs

The Prince of Military Academy Is Actually A Girl!

After dying from a strange terminal illness, Ling Lan was reborn into a world 10000 years into the future. Although she dearly wished she could just live a peaceful and uneventful life in her new healthy body, fate had other plans ... Forced to disguise herself as a boy just so she could inherit her deceased father's premium military benefits, Ling Lan's journey to adulthood was full of challenges. After much difficulty, she finally turned sixteen when she could drop the charade. But before she could grasp her newfound freedom to get married and start her own family, a twist of fate results in her being thrown into the Federation's top military boys' school. With these twists of fate, Ling Lan had little choice but to walk further and further down a path of no return, one of cold and aloof dominance ... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ryuxenji the translator here. :3 Here are some other things you should know: 1) This story is NOT primarily a romance. QI's system right now categorizes all novels taken from the female novel Chinese site (่ตท็‚นๅฅณ็”Ÿ็ฝ‘) as 'romance' without fail, regardless of whether they truly are romance. So, if you are here just for the romance, you might want to find a different novel. There will be some romance eventually, but most of this novel is Sci-Fi/Xianxia with a lot of world-building and character development. 2) I use British spelling. So, please ensure spelling errors are really errors before reporting them. 3) No matter what the release rate up top says, the guaranteed release rate right now is 1 chp/day (a.k.a. 7 chps/week). All else is extra at my discretion. (I'll try my best, but RL responsibilities come first.)

Madam Ru ยท Fantasi
4.7
1501 Chs

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