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It all began when a military operative and spy Mrs. Paraluman Buenaventura infiltrated a rebel camp up in the mountains. When her husband was able to raid the said camp, he was able to save two boys, whom he would eventually treat like his own sons. His only daughter, Estelle, was attracted to her new adoptive brother, Victor. However, he felt that loving him and being with him would endanger Estelle, so he kept his true feelings for her in the dark. Soon enough, their Secret Militia group, CODE-NAMED Trinity, has expanded to add more agents and fighters to their cause. Their arch-enemy, The Tribunal, will make themselves known, and it will cost Trinity several lives, including his surrogate Mother Paraluman, whom Victor promises to avenge. Unknown to him, Estelle, as soon as she hit adulthood, had already started putting together a plan to have Victor accept her unrequited feelings. But would Victor ever do so and put his beloved Estelle in danger? What about his promise to avenge Paraluman?
"Load the guns! SHOOT to kill! SHOOT TO KILL!"
Although the Sergeant detested giving that order, he was all too aware that it was sometimes a stone-cold-fact-of-life necessity. And in this instance, in the middle of that stinky, muddy, humid, mosquito-infested godforsaken jungle where their latest mission took them, he knew it wasn't just necessary.
It was a command.
And it took no less than that when one has to take down a group of highly trained diabolical terrorists right in their very own hideout.
The Sergeant, affectionately nicknamed Sarge Ben by his team, wove in and out through the trees, shooting his powerful Galil assault rifle and ducking behind whatever protective cover he came across. Banyan trees, moss-covered boulders, dense foliage, anything that would shield him from the almost continuous rain of artillery fire. Not to mention occasional explosions from rocket launchers and grenades. It was a good thing each and every member of Sarge Ben's high-level militia ranger team was fully protected with cutting-edge Kevlar armoured vests and helmets. As the minutes ticked by, the rain of gunfire and artillery became less frequent and less deafening until complete, dead silence.
The Sergeant and his troops now had to mentally prepare themselves for the most difficult portion of their task.
The extermination of anyone unlucky enough to still be alive.
Once he reached the extremists' hideout, the Sergeant slowly picked his way through the trail of dead bodies to look for survivors when he caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye.
Before he knew it, he felt someone pounce on him - with a knife poised to plunge right into his chest!
Whoever this person was, the experienced military commander could tell from his attacker's movements that he or she was silent but lethal. Thank goodness Sarge Ben was able to disarm his assailant by grabbing the hand that held the weapon, giving the wrist a sudden twist, and bending it at a sharp angle, causing the attacker to give a yelp of pain and surprise as the knife fell to the ground. Along with the one holding it.
Finally, Sarge Ben got a good look at his mysterious assailant. It turned out to be - a kid! Well, not exactly a child but still barely in his teens. Looking at the somewhat scrawny boy with a shaggy mop of dirty-blonde hair, he still seemed too young and way too reckless to be able to take on a full-grown military officer.
But the Sergeant's perceptions suddenly changed when the youngster resumed attacking him again - but barehanded this time.
It was clear that the youngster knew where to hit, and his strength and speed indicated that he had received intensive training. Despite the Sergeant's skilled dodging and parrying, the younger fighter managed to breach his defences and get in some well-aimed kicks and punches. But it was obvious the boy was fueled by anger and was too enraged to pay close attention to his foe's movements.
As the fighting progressed, Sarge Ben found himself analyzing, even doing an internal play-by-play, while his young and dirty opponent traded punches and kicks with him.
I've got to counter his lethal high kick with a weak chin punch. Catch his fist and turn him around, so I can kick him in the stomach. Quick recovery, eh? He's got strong abs, I'll give him that. Combinations of open palm hits to his torso. Still standing, kid? Let's see if you can still stand after one of my roundhouse kicks! Damn it, boy! Why won't you stay the hell down?!!?
But after half a dozen more hits, the teenager slumped to the ground, exhausted and half-conscious. His face was covered in bruises, and his lower lip was swollen and bleeding from a cut. The loose-fitting, grimy shirt he wore was torn in a few places, but Sarge Ben knew it covered much bigger bruises, maybe even a fractured rib or two.
I know we're supposed to leave no survivors - but I guess I can make an exception here! After all, Paraluman did request for this to happen.
As he looked down at his now-defeated opponent, Sarge Ben finally made up his mind and spoke the words that would alter his life, their lives, forever.
"Get a stretcher and carry him out, along with everyone else we find who might still be alive. He's coming back to camp with us, along with any other survivors!"
"Found another one, Sarge! Definitely alive, but he's knocked out cold with a gunshot wound through his stomach. Must have collapsed from extreme blood loss."
Ben took a closer look at the unconscious teenager on the stretcher, "Have the medic run a full medical check-up on both of them. If he can do it quickly, so much the better."
"But we don't have all the needed equipment for a complete examination, sir!"
"Then try whatever you can, for now, Private Tomas. Make do with what you have until we get back to our base in the city."
"Sir, yes sir," exclaimed the rookie soldier.
"Gotta make a few private phone calls so hold down the fort and keep me informed, will you?"
"Yes sir," Private Tomas repeated in a softer tone of voice as he gently but thoroughly examined the blond-haired boy and the other survivor.
Sarge Ben took the radio with him as he walked a few feet away from his troops towards some bushes, making sure not one of his men could hear him. He then took out a small but powerful satellite phone from a hidden inner pocket, then dialled a number. It took three rings before a lilting, childlike voice answered.
"Hello, Daddy."
"Hello, my sweet and precious little Princess Estelle. Can you ask your Mommy to come to the phone, so we can talk about grown-up things? That's a good little girl."
"But Mommy's not here, Daddy. She's taking a bath right now, and I'm already a big girl, and I answered your call on your special secret phone. I'm already a grown-up Dad, so you can talk to me about adult stuff now."
"I know, my cute fairy star, but I really have to talk to your Mommy because these are her friends with me, and you haven't met them yet. But tell you what? Someday you'll meet them when your Mom introduces them to you, and that's for sure, my dearest daughter."
"Is that a promise, Daddy?"
"Yes, it's a promise, my pretty little munchkin."
"Cross your heart and hope to die?"
"Cross my heart, Princess."
Just then, Sarge Ben heard the sound of someone swiftly rushing in to scoop up the little girl. After a series of shuffling sounds and mechanical clicks, the impish girl's voice was replaced by a more mature and well-modulated tone that was unmistakably that of a woman.
"Hello. Ben, my love."
"Yes, Paraluman. And yes, it IS me. The boys who you mentioned specifically are all safe and sound."
"Are they the only ones who are okay, Beloved?" she asked in an extremely hopeful tone, as she prayed to whatever saints and divinities who might hear her pleas.
"I'm so sorry, my beloved Ara, but they're the only survivors. I'm about to call the base on my other radio and give them a heads-up, just so they won't get too shocked to learn they'll be having ... guests."
Eron Camden just wanted to be free of his past... He was hellbent to escape it all: Being the oddity of the pack, dealing with a demanding Alpha father, living in the shadow of his overachiever brother and working for a corrupt, sex-starved boss who wanted to keep him in his private army/ Finally finding a way to fake his own death and erase his former assassin/mobster identity, he moved into the most remote mountain village he can find and lived the life of a hunter/logger/handyman while staying off the grid. While doing so, he found himself being accepted by the village people, loved by the local children and even trusted by the community elders. And upon meeting the widow Diwana, he knew he never wanted to leave that village again. But, unfortunately for him, his past is fast catching up to him. Worse, he is totally unaware of it. Would they still accept him if they knew who he really was? Will he still dare stay and endanger everyone he now loves?
MaāHeron Denar, the Gamma of the Silvercrest Pack, was the first among the top brass to find his mate although it was in the least ideal situation. However, since all is fair in love and war, they are now together with no regretsā¦ Until their past came back to haunt his beautiful wife, Alexia. A fatherās mistake, an old ally now an enemy due to greed and lust, along with a resurgent battle will now jeopardize their love, their lives and their pack. Can MaāHeron manage to win his wars - both with himself and his long-lost archenemy - for the sake of the packās peace, his true love and the hope of having his mate by his side once again?
Beta Aaron Keizer brings Diwa back to the Packhouse after being away for more than ten years. However, as soon as she arrives, a dangerous presence from her past begins stalking her and her newly found mate. Even worse, Diās elder brother, who happens to be the Gamma of the pack, openly shows his disapproval of the union. Will Di be able to find freedom from her past while finding happiness in Aaron? And can the Beta be able to see beyond the bond so he can help Di finally fight the monster who continues to claim her as his?
Around the mid-2010's, Mab De Narra created a social media group that was meant to be a place where people can share their personal paranormal and supernatural experiences without the fear of being judged by others. They could even find others who can help them with their paranormal questions, spiritual issues, and supernatural problems on this page. Meanwhile, she was eventually included in The Paranormal All-Stars, where she is able to help even more puzzled and troubled individuals. And by sharing these cases and experiences through this book, we hope to help more to not fear what they don't know... ...but to see beyond what their senses tell them. After all, there's always more to these things than meets the eye.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. Whatās worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldnāt thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesnāt seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heās different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but Little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on herā "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
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.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffmanāthe heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true statureāthe wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"