Centuries ago, a new race of supernatural was born; the Heathens. Who were humans with god and demon abilities. Seeing how powerful and mighty they were, they aligned themselves with the human race and sought to 'cleanse' the world of monsters (other super naturals), so as to remain reigning supreme and the only supernatural race. The Heathens have successfully wiped out most of the supernatural races but, one race remains...The werewolves. Contrary to their counterparts, a prophecy was foreseen which declared them a formidable enemy against the Heathens. In their attempts to wipe them out, a new age of heroes assembles to make a last stand. An unlikely partnership: of sworn enemies, gods and humans. It was true after all: desperate times did require desperate measures.
THE FALL OF NEVERLAND.
Lo! Thou art steadfast and strong, our beloved Aragorn hath fallen and the city lies in ruins!
How the mighty have fallen!
The streets wreak of rot and are red with gore!
All hope has forsaken thee, and the children hide as they waiteth their saviour. Who will saveth thee?
Who will save both man and beast ? Maybe the mighty Alpha and his warrior Queen Omega? If only it were so, maybe the beggars would have ridden the horses and the geezer's words would have been wrong. Victory was rest assured but now, all hope is lost. If the only the duo hadn't....
A shriek is heard from the midst of Aragon, capital of the Wolf lands. The maidens cry and gnaw their teeth, for the sons and daughters of the moon are no more!
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The sun was bright and warm in the blue, cloudless sky. The air was sweet and balmy, garnished with the scent of lavender, lilac and jasmine that grew in the vast fields. At this time of the year, the country of Neverland was the place to be. In a nutshell, summers in Neverland were filled with grownups working in the fields along with the playfulness of children, immersed in their carnivals of delight and jovial merry; their voices mimicking distant flute noises. On that fateful day, all was warm and sundry when suddenly, the sun and sky were darkened. Just then, in a split second or even less, all the warmth vanished and a freezing cold, blanketed all of Neverland. Soon, purple feathers began falling from the skies.
For a moment there, everyone stopped to look up. The air had become heavy and timid, even a pin drop could be heard.
"Look mommy, it's snowing!" A child chortled, nagging it's mother as it picked one of the feathers, "but mommy, this isn't snow."
"It's them, run for your life!" A voice shrieked.
Suddenly all the uncertainty that had engulfed the people, vanished and all was left was the desire to stay alive. Cries, screams for loved ones and rampaging footsteps, erupted as everyone ran to save their skin.
"Humans of Neverland! We come in peace," a thunderous voice began, "we promised to protect you and rid you of the monsters but, it has come to our attention that you, inhabitants of these lands are harbouring wolves among you!"
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Heathens, was what they called themselves. Humans with god and demon blood flowing through their veins. They were strongest and mightiest of all super naturals that walked the earth. Their unparalleled power and vast legions, made them a force to be reckoned with as even the gods and demons, feared them and stirred clear of their path. Legends say that they got their power from drinking from the Well of Covenants, but the essence of their true power is still unknown to this day.
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A legion of Heathens had assembled throughout the Neverland sky, and were looking down at the citizen who were running toward their shelters. Harriel, Queen and Commander of the Heathen legions, looked down and contemplated their futile efforts to escape.
Shaking her head, "Need I remind you that, those shelters of yours can't protect you from us. Give up the wolves and we'll forget this heinous insult!"
None of the citizens seemed bothered by her words, as they continued advancing toward their houses. Harriel, felt angered by them that she ordered her legion to swoop in and annihilate every living thing in Neverland. The legion, swooping in as they brandished their swords, began slicing every body they could lay their eyes on. Soon the town was filled with shrieks and cries of it's citizens as the Heathens led the massacre. Everyone including women and child, were not excused from the double edged blades of the Heathens.
Harriel was silently observing the genocide her Heathens were carrying out when suddenly, she felt unease. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Something was off, and she could feel it. Something was approaching them, she could sense it. She decided to fly up and take a look.
She could catch their scent from a mile away. It's them, this was a bloody setup! She thought flying higher for a better view.
There in the distance, a huge cloud of dust rapidly approached them and in the midst of all that dust, a pack of maybe thirty to fifty wolves was approaching.
"They seem transformed. But, wait, it's not a bloody full moon! Which means the Omega....she's among them!" Harriel hollered, grabbing everyone's attention.
"Leave those pesky humans alone! Let's focus on them," she said pointing toward the dust, "get ready, this was an ambush! And remember, we kill the others except for the Omega. Now, on my mark. Attack!"
Dust rose to the sky as screams and growls filled the air. The battle was fierce as both sides were giving their best. The Heathens exceeded the Wolves in number but still, that didn't pose as a threat to the Omega's power which flowed within them. This gave them an immense source of energy and strength, which levelled the battle field. Harriel, from up in the sky, watched the battle advance and how her legion was being slain by the Wolves. Concluding that their loss was inevitable if she didn't join the battle, she decided to fly down and unleash her battle Queen prowess. A novelty she kept hidden away, only used at the most desperate of times. This was one of those scenarios.
With one swoop of her sword, Harriel had slain half of the Wolf pack. The remaining half, seeing their comrades laid to waste like a couple of ants crushed under a foot, they began retreating but, Harriel couldn't let them be.
"I'm not Queen for no reason," her voice thundered in pride and menace, as she flew above them.
It was not long before the battle ground was tainted red. Red with the gore of Heathen and Wolf alike. Harriel began rummaging the Wolf corpses, looking for any survivors.
"Tell who she is among you!" She demanded every time she came across a dying Wolf.
Her efforts bore no fruit as most died before they could admit anything. She happened to come across a few that swore to die with the truth. They endured her torture to the very end. "Bloody hell!" She spat, after questioning as she tortured another Wolf to death.
She can't be dead, she thought, this was too easy . Harriel gathered up her remaining legion and together, they advanced toward the Wolves attacking point. As the last of the Heathens left Neverland, no stone was left standing upon another. The streets were dead silent, literally silenced with the death of any living thing. All that was left, was the swooping of vultures, settling for the rotting flesh.
In the midst of all that rubble in Neverland. An injured Wolf soldier awakened . Her along with a passed out Wolf child, claw their way into the Forest of Gildrah. She's on the verge of death but, the Wolf child was more important, and that she knew. She had to be strong and persevere to the very end, and accomplish her mission.
An annual tradition selects a warrior from a random pack to enhance security for the elite werewolves. This coveted opportunity, however, is laden with challenges and remains an elusive dream for many pack members. The elite werewolves, led by the feared and respected alpha of alphas, serve as guardians against the encroaching threat of vampires, having stood together during a fierce war. Scarlett Jones, an unexpected choice, finds herself as the sole member selected to join the elite werewolves. Guarding and protecting these noble werewolves feels akin to living her worst nightmare. Upon arriving at the castle, Scarlett discovers an astonishing truth—she is the destined mate of the ruthless alpha of alphas, the dark lord himself. His demanding, possessive, and arrogant nature disregards her pleas and desires. He yearns to claim her as his own, and the long-awaited discovery of his mate after centuries of searching pushes him to the edge of control. His desire to possess her, mate with her, and make her his queen intensifies, but Scarlett remains steadfast in her quest for independence, despite being the alpha's mate. Will Scarlett resist the allure of the dark lord? Or will she succumb to his irresistible touch? As their fates intertwine, the battle between desire and independence unfolds, testing Scarlett's resolve and challenging the very nature of their bond.
She was one of the best at what she did. An escort for prominent and wealthy men. A fake girlfriend; if one may say. ................. After the dissapearance of her sister, Jennifer decided to take the place of her sibling in the escort agency, thus funding her education and equally luxurious lifestyle. One client is all it takes to turn the narrative around. Adrian Brooke was a billionaire. An entirely wealthy succesfull man in the business world. Tired of listening to the complains of his dad about his non-existent love life, he decided to hire an escort as his fake girlfriend for his fathers 64th birthday. And oh...What are the odds that the escort he got was Jenniffer?
Dropped at the door step of a nursing home when she was little, Jessica had a difficult upbring. Getting accustomed to the title 'freak', that she'd been given by most of her peers. She sets out to live a life of her own at 21, not knowing that trouble was only 'a handsome man away. His name was Isaac Gray, and he was an assasin. Being part Vampire and part Werewolf gave him the previleges of getting away with almost anything. And yet, his world had seemed to stop when he set his eyes on his mate and soon discovered; a darker secret about her that Jessica did not even know to begin with. She was the lost werewolf queen.
"Im going to kiss the next person that strolls through those doors." ....................... It was only meant to proove a point. A tactic to show her friends that she was not so uptight. But Jacquiline should have known; she should have expected dire consequences that came with kissing the incredible hot handsome stranger that walked into the caffe that morning. The kiss created such an uproar on the internet that she was now being paraded as the billionaire's mystery girlfriend, the first woman Enzo Harnandez had publicly shown off. Forced into a contract marriage in a bid to silence the media, Jacquline plans flee as soon as she acquires enough money for a fresh start and her fathers medical bills. What Jacqueline doesn't expect however, are the feelings that begin to stir up in the process of this fake marriage. What happens when she learns that the devilishly handsome Enzo Hernandez is smarter and even more shrewd than she made him out to be. .............. "Oh princess, I'm a tad disappointed that you thought you could fool me," I heard him say coldly as he cornered me. "I've known all about your plans from the beginning. Now… strip and touch the bed frame. I'm going to f**k some sense into you."
"I must admit, I am a tad disappointed at how you've readily succumbed to your desires for me so, it takes away the thrill of pursuing you." As he unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers teased the hem, drawing my gaze down. I inhaled deeply, looking up at him only to find his eyes locked onto mine. "Don't think you're the only one skilled at playing games here, Adonis. I can make you think you're winning, only to drop the bombshell and make you feel like the biggest fool alive." And for that, he had no answer to. ............................. Living among the humans, Jennifer's mother had succeeded to hide both her daughter and son from their Phychopath father, An alpha of a pack in the west. When the corpse of Jennifer's best friend is found in the bathroom, things unravel diffrenttly when her estranged father pays them a visit and forces his will on Jennifer. She was to marry the werewolf king, Adonis Cade, a ruthless arrogant man yet powerful beyond illusion. 'Despite her efforts to fight the union that fate had sealed through her father, The conditions of their marriage reveal to her that not everything is as it seemed for the werewolf king. Would the fiery passion they shared between the sheets ignite into a lasting and all-consuming love?
As a tactic to lure him to settle down, Nathan Andrew's father threatens to take the company from his son unless he settles down and presents a wife. Against his relentless efforts, he forgives an incredibly huge debt in exchange of a poor man's daughter. A man who had given up Elizabeth Richards in a heartbeat. feeling betrayed and broken, Elizabeth accepts the offer of marriage to the ridiculously handsome billionaire at their doorstep. Her lawschool was going to be paid for, and as for Nathan, his dad would get off his back and he would have someone to show off to when it came to the media. But t was obvious; they did not love each other and they were hellbent on staying that way.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.