Keana a pessimistic young adult in the modern world with a troublesome love life oblivious of her capabilities is faced with the disorienting reality of being a combined force of two powerful mythical sections, the Witch-dom and Were-dom after a tragedy. An outcome of a conflict in the time of an ancestor ending in unfulfilled wishes, cumulating into the loop of the cycle where in a generation a reincarnation takes place in hopes of solving unresolved grudges without which forever love is lost. What would you do when you find out your redemption and eternal love is actually your second chance as well as the same cold blooded villain that massacred your first love and family? Marlory a charismatic solitaire grew up in an orphanage in the present world wielding great strength without proper knowledge of his lineage, living the simple life of a human as a leader in the shelter. A role which he was meant for and has been playing unconsciously. An Alpha of the Blood Crescent Moon pack of the old but senior housemate in the modern day. A chance meeting with Keana sets into motion the unraveling of painful history of betrayal, grave loss, antagonism, carried over feud unwillingly; for a resolution by this twos return into time past or continue in loop eternally. What was the Moon goddess and the mother of all Witches thinking to have made such a concession? Can the past be reversed resolved to manifestation in the present without held in bitterness for the breakage of a recursive curse leading to a happy ever after?
"You monstrous bloodsucking heartless beast! I will shred you into pieces bit! by bit! from your limbs until there is nothing left of you! you repulsive bastard!" Nehenda shouted in a pained hoarse voice shaking with rage.
"You despicable, shameless enchantress! all you do is lure the innocent into your stupid cobwebbed world of illusion then eventually ending them without even giving them a fair chance of a decent fight!" Marlon spat furiously boiling beyond volcanic point, within, wishing he was done with the abominable smallish thing in front of him. "I will rip your heart out! And crush it with pleasure." he declared.
"Look who is talking. let me see you try that!" she challenged back.
"Gladly." he responded back in a dangerous whispering tone with eyes steady on her. Alpha Marlon was not a man of many words but action! One! also not to be toyed with. The fact that he even spoke with her surprised him. It took not long for him to transform into an enormous beast with distracting dry leaves green greyish eyes, shinny ebony black colour when hit by the sun down rays looks like he was shine sprayed reflecting the light rays that fell on him in a golden brown captivating colour edgy. If he weren't an enemy she wanted to make non-existent she'd say he was a creature of great beauty in deed! She did though within but dueled not on it for long; for he was a ruthless monster! She wanted to put an end to. So her conscience questions her own judgement.
"Why am I even seeing beauty in this ugly beast?" To which she couldn't reply.
He towered over her to his own satisfaction, standing boldly, tall on all fours with dark eyes ready to put an end; for good to the lineage of the age-old witches clan. A species that he loath for bringing him so much pain. Many shuddered at his enormousity even his kind however, he noticed the sorceress moved not a muscle. The nickel of a thing had no thin trace of fear in her eyes yet still persisted with that hateful disrespectful look in her globes looking him direct in the orbs. something no one dared do. This made his rage even more.
"Oh! You disrespectful thing! when death calls on a weak prey, it makes the fool become defiant in the face of the predator! thinking itself capable." he thought smugly. "you dare challenge me?! You sickly stick of a person." He said furiously within with eyes darkening even more snarling. "Be my guest!". He welcomed her to the death ball mockingly within.
The sibyl took a step back without breaking the eye trade. she was no novice to the cowardly impulsiveness of this creature standing in front of her from experience to avert her piercing fury consumed gaze. It was also a dare to duel. Once bitten a millions times shy, they attacked a vulnerable peaceful village without a heads up for no pertinent reason. All she wanted to do was bring the thing before her down! to rise no more. It wasn't going to be a phoenix effect rather diminishing. To fall and rise no more.
Out stretching her hands making a y poster alike to pronounce incantations to the delusion of Alpha Marlon. He could not hold his thoughts from running on guarded but remark.
"Your silly charms will fail you today! I dare say woman."
Yet the sage said nothing to this effect instead still maintaining the eye contact, she gently brought her hands down, bent her shoulders lower enabling her stained white linen long sleeve bare V back dress which was ripped beneath raggedly from the bushes she coursed, slid off her inveigling, slowly as if to give him a strip tease show, which was no where near the reality of the present nor was it the interest of her opponent. If only Alpha Marlon could read her thoughts? he'd shudder or knew why her dress was sliding off her body? He'd be horrified! that which he is soon to see. She was going in for blood not pleasure. If not for the fact that she was of the clan he loathed ? He'd say she was in possession of a devine body. She would have been the most beautiful thing he'd have ever seen in his life. Mate bonds are not to be messed with truly, even in oblivion and hate attraction coated in compliments one would deny openly yet will be unable to delude conscience wise.
"She is goddess-like." He concurred within wondering how an astonishing beauty such as the one that stood before him could be so treacherous as to kill an innocent lad. His hardened look went a bit soft as he picked up a faint whiff of his favorite scent, smoky earth after rain. "What was that?" He asked rhetorically as he sniffed around even harder with divided attention but the smell had eluded his sense of smell. It was as if the wind carried it along and left with it as it blew past. It was not of a station he could go after. That particular scent always sent him to a quiet peaceful paradise out of the chaotic world of the life of an Alpha in which he existed in. Marlon would step out with his mother and father after it had rained to have a dirt fight. They would run bare foot on the wet earth without the fear of cold for they could transform at will into their furry self for warmth, unburdened with their status quo but as ordinary people not even in their nature form as wolves. Just a normal family without the weights of their tittles thus the Alpha, his Luna and son ... happily throwing balls of dirt at each other without minding being bruised for their healing capabilities was extraordinary; untill they fell unto the earth out of exhaustion and contended. They needn't portray any form of self - restraint nor carry themselves in a specific manner. The bed of freedom they found on the bare watered ground came with the comforting aroma of the petrichor, which he'd inhale wholesomely. It was refreshing.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”