Gaza Gadima

Haunted by her past, Anna moves to a new town in search of a fresh start. But now it's back, forcing her to relive the past as the same people she left behind six months ago, along with the horrors she wishes she could forget, threaten to entwine their lives with hers once more. She is forced to choose between the Beta, who wants to give her a new life, and the Alpha, who is willing to lay his life beneath her feet and repent for his mistakes, even if it means letting her go, when an unexpected turn of events results in Beta Aaron offering a loving hand and Alexander, the person who once had no boundaries to torment her, standing in front of her door. She needs to select a hand to guide her out of the darkness where the lines separating the past and present are blurry and the past is loudly echoing particularly when a long-lost treasure from the past rings at her door once more—a unique case that aims to return the most priceless present for a mother. What will she decide to do? Current or Historical?

Anna, don't ever believe that you will get anything from me other than hate. I don't require a partner. I don't need this weak, pitiful tie to survive," he shouted, snatching a handful of my hair and hurling me roughly into the bed. In front of his threatening eyes, I was naked and defenseless. "Alexander please don't do this..." "The only reason I bought you at that auction was so I could use you to tame my wolf. You are nothing more than a good that I will use for pleasure every day and night. And it is the first day of your hellish life." "Please don't..." I pleaded with him, but nothing I said moved him. I retreated till my body collided with the headboard, but he hauled me by my ankles, tore off my panties, and discarded it. I believed I would finally find happiness—that is, someone who would love me—when fate placed me in my mate's arms at the auction after my parents sold me to auctioneers because I was a wolf-less she-wolf. But I had fallen into yet another horror. The notorious "cursed Alpha," Alexander, murdered his own father. He was dreaded by all, his savage acts unrestrained, and he lacked empathy. His life's work was to thrive on the suffering of others. What was worse, though, was what he did to me. He took advantage of my innocence, mistreated me, sexually assaulted me every night, severely injured me, and left me wanting only to get out of his cage—that is, until I discovered what his curse was. Book 2 will be released shortly.

Forced Alliance" is a gripping science fiction novel set in a future where rival factions are on the brink of war. When unexpected circumstances force two opposing leaders to join forces, they must navigate treacherous alliances, personal vendettas, and political intrigue to save their worlds from destruction. It's a tale of unexpected partnerships, moral dilemmas, and the enduring power of resilience in the face of adversity

Sophia and her daughter Ella were fleeing for their lives. Seeking aid from an old acquaintance, they're thrust into an alternate reality. Having endured years of mistreatment, Sophia struggles to place her trust in anyone, particularly men. Returning home, Alpha Knox discovers his long-lost mate lying in the pack's infirmary, accompanied by a silent young daughter. Determined to earn the trust of both, Knox faces an imminent threat to his pack, which desires Sophia and Ella. He vows to safeguard his newfound family at any cost. This narrative includes mature language and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised for those underage or uncomfortable with such material. Enjoy!

She always remained committed to him. He cheated on her several times. She is Maya He is Andrew She is a loyal wife. He is a cheating husband. She gave her heart to him and he broke it ruthlessly. For he cheated on her. Many doubts occurred when Maya learned about her cheating hubby. But the important question here is, will she forgive him? What would Andrew do when he realises his mistake? He falls in love with her honestly and deeply but she was gone till the time he knew it. He became resolved to make her his again and to win her heart. But many troubles develop when a new man enters Maya's life. A man who is far more powerful than him. A man who is feared, respected and terrifying. A man who is king of the corporate world. The man is Ethan Wills Rajput.

Alex Martins is a billionaire who has everything he could ever want—except love. Olivia is a down-to-earth woman who is struggling to make ends meet. When the two meet by chance, sparks fly. Alex is immediately drowned with Olivia's beauty and intelligence. Olivia is initially hesitant to get involved with a billionaire, but she can't deny her growing attraction to him. As Alex and Olivia get to know each other better, they realize that they have more in common than they thought. They both have a kind heart and a love for life. They also both have a strong desire to succeed. Alex helps Olivia to achieve her dreams, and Olivia helps Alex to learn how to love and be loved. The two overcome many challenges together, and their love for each other only grows stronger.

Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research. She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family. She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison. But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family. In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself. As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization. She just sneered at them. No way! This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her. Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day. She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.

Being stimulated by three overly attractive vampires was the last thing I had ever imagined. "Oh Jasmine, this is a sight to behold," Archer murmured,landing kisses all along my inner thighs. Lucien broke the kiss, I could see the lust in his eyes. Micheal took the turn to kiss me once I caught my breath and Lucien's fingers moved to spread my labia only for me to feel the unexpected lick of Archer's tongue on my clit. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Feel it..." Lucien growled into my ear, biting my earlobe, "Feel it how we pleasure you, little mate." ****** My whole life I have known my identity as a human but everything changed once I took the job in the Kings' palace as their maid and their attention fell on me. Black Vale Dynasty was ruled by three powerful Vampire kings. Respected, Obeyed and feared they were the most dangerous predators on the earth. But when my life unknowingly gets entangled with theirs, soon the unimaginable happened—On the night of the full moon, I turned out to be their mate and this puts my whole existence under question. They did not want to leave me but a human couldn't be the destined mate of a vampire, let alone three. However, fate pulled the strangest game on me, linking my life to the eliminated Vaidel-Dynasty which was once ruled by the strongest vampire of all time before the rogue attack…that destroyed everything.

I woke up in a hotel suite, still in my tuxedo, on my wedding day, October 12th, 2014. My fiancée, Sarah Jenkins, stood before me, her face pale, telling me to get out. The jarring part was that in my memory, Sarah was dead. She had died ten years later, throwing herself in front of me during a car crash, her last words a plea for me to "live well." This was our wedding day, ten years in the past, a second chance. I knew why I was here. I had spent a decade consumed by regret, forcing Sarah into a loveless marriage for a business deal. I later discovered her diary, filled with her true love for Mark Johnson, something she never had for me. After her death, I yearned to undo my mistakes. A locket, sold to me by a strange old man, promised a way to fix a great regret. Now, I was back. The voice from the locket echoed in my mind, "Her death is a fixed point. Unless her three great regrets are undone, the end will remain the same." I knew those regrets: not fighting for Mark, giving up her music, and Mark's car accident, which had happened a year into our miserable marriage. To start, I crossed my name off the marriage certificate and wrote Mark Johnson's in its place. Sarah's call came shortly after: Mark was in an accident. My blood ran cold, she accused me, "This is your fault! You did this!" She demanded I fix it because his rare blood type matched mine. Bleeding myself dry for her, I watched Sarah's rage turn to tearful accusation, "You did this, Ethan! So you're going to fix it!" I thought she understood my sacrifice for her and Mark's happiness. But as I collapsed from donating double the amount of blood, she screamed, "Cutting his brake lines... Ethan, that was monstrous!" She believed I was the one who sabotaged Mark's car. I had tried to save her, but instead, I became the villain. I chose to disappear from her life. The locket's work was done; I had erased her regrets. Now, only my own new life remained.

The world came back in a blinding flash, a hospital' s sterile tang assaulting my senses. Then I heard her, my monster-in-law, shrilly wailing over "my poor Jake," oblivious to the horrifying truth. My hand, resting on the hospital sheet, wore Jake' s wedding ring. A cold dread seeped into my bones: I was in my husband' s body. As Brenda' s conspiratorial whisper cut through the fog – "That car accident… it didn' t go as planned. Chloe is still alive…" – my blood ran cold with the chilling realization. The car accident wasn' t an accident. They tried to murder me for an insurance payout. My own husband, the man I loved, had plotted with his family to kill me, his mistress Sarah, and his own mother in on it. A gut-wrenching betrayal twisted inside me, remembering how I' d used my dowry to build his company, how his family had treated me like a servant, and how Jake had dismissed it all. This wasn' t just about money; it was about destroying me. But as a sharp, burning rage ignited within, a vow formed in the depths of Jake' s hospital bed. They wanted to ruin my life? Fine. I would ruin theirs first. I would take back what was mine, using his body to dismantle every single thing he had built. Justice wasn't enough. I wanted revenge.

I had been dead for a year, my spirit tethered to my daughter, Emma, watching over her in the orphanage. Then, the director called my ex-husband, Elroy, for Emma' s urgent medical treatment, but he coldly refused, telling her, "Then let her die. It would be a convenience. She can go join her short-lived mother." A week later, Emma died at five years old, because her father wouldn' t spare the money to save her. Days later, Elroy arrived at the orphanage, believing I had faked Emma' s death to manipulate him. He pulled back the sheet covering her small body, sneering, "Very realistic. A good prop." He then picked up our daughter' s body, carried her outside, and tossed her into a dumpster, scattering raw meat around it, taunting, "Let's see how long this prop lasts when the stray dogs find it." My spirit screamed, but I was powerless as dogs tore at her. He believed I was alive, orchestrating a sick game, but I was a ghost, a silent, screaming witness to his monstrous cruelty. Why did he hate us so much? Then, I saw him with Ivonne, his childhood sweetheart, heavily pregnant, and the horrifying truth clicked: he had a new family, and he wanted Emma' s heart for his new daughter.

The comforting warmth of my newborn son, Thomas, at my side filled the room, a perfect solace after days of exhaustive labor. Maria Sanchez, my trusted housekeeper' s daughter, appeared at the doorway, her smile wide and seemingly benevolent, holding out a thermos of her mother' s special chicken broth. But that smile, that very broth, triggered a horrifying flood of memories that weren't dreams at all-they were a past life I had lived, suffered, and died in. In that chilling reality, Maria wasn't a friend; she was a cunning puppeteer who used innocent-looking chicken trinkets to steal my healthy baby, erase my very name, and shackle me to a monstrous husband named Julian Vance. I remembered every agonizing detail: drinking that "revitalizing" broth had been the first step in a meticulously cruel scheme that resulted in Maria swapping her sickly infant for my perfect Thomas just days after his birth. My existence became a living hell, a gilded cage where I wasted away, powerless, betrayed by all I held dear, until my premature, miserable death. The fresh agony of that past life' s betrayal, the icy grip of her deception, ignited a cold, unyielding fire within me that burned away any trace of exhaustion or fear. How could I have been so utterly blind, so heartbreakingly naive, to allow such a predatory serpent into my home, unknowingly consuming the very poison that would destroy me? But now, I was Sarah Miller reborn, alive and aware, standing on the precipice of a second chance in this very moment. As Maria reached out with the steaming bowl, believing she held the trump card, she had no idea that I was already steps ahead, ready to shatter her world just as she had shattered mine.

My stepmother, Eleanor, was about to ruin my life again, just like before. A cream-colored envelope, sealed with the Vanderbilt crest, landed on our mahogany table like a death sentence. This was it: the nightmare I' d already lived once, revisited. Eleanor' s eyes gleamed as she declared the Vanderbilts wanted an 'alliance' – a marriage for one of us Miller girls. I knew exactly what that meant: I was to be sold off to a powerful dynasty, just like in my previous life. My father, Colonel Miller, was a hero overseas, out of reach, leaving no one to stop Eleanor. They paraded my stepsister, Brie, first. But when she inevitably feigned illness, Eleanor' s gaze landed on me. My stepfamily, always eager to exploit my father's name, expected me to be their dutiful pawn, just as I' d been broken and discarded before. They thought I was the same naive girl, easily manipulated and ready to sacrifice. They were clueless about the searing memories, the clear roadmap of their treachery, I carried. But this time, things would be different. This wasn' t surrender; it was the first move in my own calculated game. I wouldn' t just endure their schemes. I would fight. My foreknowledge was my ultimate weapon, and the game had just begun.

Six months pregnant, my heart swelled with love and dreams for the future. Jack, the ambitious game developer, was my world, and our baby, a girl, was going to complete our picture-perfect life. I poured everything into supporting him, my art echoing the passion in his studio plans. But then a phone call changed everything. Sophia, a ghost from Jack’s past, painted a venomous lie on the tiny phone screen, accusing me of sabotaging her stream, fueled by 'jealousy'. Jack, my Jack, turned on me instantly, his eyes colder than the Chicago wind outside our window. ‘This is your fault, Emily,’ he hissed, his voice a stranger’s. He advanced, seizing my arm, his grip bruising despite my swollen belly. Dragged to the musty spare room, I saw the old steamer trunk, a dark, heavy relic. ‘You’re going to feel what she felt,’ he snarled, forcing me inside. I pleaded for our baby, for our love, as he folded my limbs into the impossibly small space. The lid slammed down, and the metallic click of a padlock sealed my fate, extinguishing light and air. I died there, suffocating, my last thought of our child, our innocent daughter. He didn’t come back, even as my body decomposed within inches of his everyday life. Instead, Sophia moved in, wearing my robes, rearranging my life, celebrating her triumph on our sofa. My existence, erased; my memory, maliciously rewritten. How could the man I built a life with, the man who put a ring on my finger, leave me to rot, just a few feet from where he slept? But death was not an end, merely a new beginning for my silent wrath. My spirit lingered, an unseen tormentor in the home where I died. I would whisper in his dreams, shatter his carefully constructed lies, and guide new eyes to the darkness he hid. Jack and Sophia thought they could bury me, but they would soon discover that some truths refuse to stay buried. Justice would come, even if I had to orchestrate it from the other side.

The noose bit my neck. My mission, set by a mysterious 'System' to save my dying real-life self, was to win 'absolute devotion' from four men. I'd failed. Framed by Seraphina Bellweather, the 'heroine,' my ex-boyfriend, mentor, brother, and childhood friend had all publicly abandoned me, branding me a manipulating pariah. Four years of hell followed, my attempts at escape through death repeatedly thwarted. Then came the chilling truth: fail here, and my real body would die, fueling Seraphina' s power. Imprisoned in her brutal 'wellness center,' her torturous 'treatments' slowly broke me. My heart burned with injustice. How could these men, once my world, so easily condemn me, blind to the manipulative monster orchestrating my downfall? Was I doomed to perish, or could I reclaim my fate? I refused to be her sacrifice. When they visited, seeing me as 'unstable,' I seized my chance. With a silent, deadly strike, I exposed Seraphina' s true nature and delivered a fatal blow. As they grappled with their guilt and betrayal, begging me to stay, I took my final leap-claiming my freedom, and sealing their 'absolute devotion' in death.

Mo Xuetong has lost everything. Her mother, her child, even her servants, have been killed. Betrayed, disfigured, and alone, she dies trying to destroy the people who deceived her… …and wakes up as a child again. Given a second chance, she vows to make things different. This time she will not be a naïve child. This time she is beautiful, cold, and willing to do whatever it takes to get revenge. But her plans are disrupted when she uncovers a thirty year old conspiracy that changes everything. Will she still be able to change her fate? And even if she does, will her new fate be any better, or will her hunger for revenge destroy her?