Aria kept running; she thought it was surprising yet amazing how fast he measured up with her. Even though he was a wolf, she was supposed to be faster; she was not just any hunter.... Just then, Aria felt a strong force grab her and pin her back hard against a tree bark. She groaned in pain as she struggled to break free with different moves, which he blocked. "Stop fighting, I'm stronger than you. Stop running, I'm faster than you." He said, his voice, a low, angry growl between clenched teeth, made her belly rumble and sent a twisting chill down her spine. "There is really no need to brag," she said, as she finally stopped struggling. "Who the f**k are you?" "The girl who will sever your head from your body and bring it to my people, to pour our wine in it and drink in celebration." Maverick angrily punched into the tree, less than an inch from where Aria's head was, and she dodged in fright, her eyes widening. "And I'm the man that will f**k you, make you my slave, and when I'm irritated much more than I am by your presence, give you to my soldiers to mate and enjoy..." He brought his face to her neck and sniffed her. "Hmmm. The treacherous blood of a Nighthunter moves in your veins. It will be my pleasure to spill and drain it out of you." He said, and Aria, who thought she was brave only a few minutes ago, began to sink inside, and even Maverick noticed it. Suddenly, the mighty strength Aria thought she had vanished into thin air, and her legs withered as Maverick's strong hand pressed against her chest. What had she gotten herself into? She thought she could handle him; she thought she would finally bring this trophy to her family. She was wrong.
In the deepest trench of the most dangerous wilderness on the outskirts of the city. A creature, dark and gracious as the moonlit night, ran rigorously through the forest trees and grassy bushes. It's speedy, threatening, and violent. Its dark fur continuously shimmered as it dashed through, swift as an elusive shadow. It's growl, sending slower creatures protecting themselves from the evils that reside in this wilderness
About a mile or more behind, slimmer shadows of nocturnal beings ran swiftly in pursuit of the wolf. They were not vampires, but they ran so swiftly and dangerously. There were 4 of them racing with the wind in an attempt to reach the wolf.
"He must not reach the barrier!" A loud, hoarse, scary voice shouted onto the night as he ran with inhuman speed. The person beside him, a man, nodded in comprehension as he reached back and retrieved a bow and arrow from his back. The arrow's sleek, metallic body glimmered in the moonlight, its silver hue standing out in stark contrast. The man paused, drawing the arrow back against the bowstring as he took aim at the moon. He closed his eyes, whispered a brief incantation, and then released the bow, letting the arrow soar into the night sky.
With a burst of speed, the wolf sprinted towards the finish, his paws pounding the ground in a frantic bid for victory. As he realised he was nearing the end, he surged forward with renewed energy, confident that his pursuers would be left in the dust. But just as he launched himself into a final triumphant leap, a searing pain exploded through his back, refusing to subside. The wolf's triumphant cry turned to a deafening roar of agony as he felt the silver arrow strike him with unerring precision, its tip embedding deep within his body. His leap turned into a desperate plummet, his momentum lost as he fell towards the ground, the invisible barrier that marked the forest's edge looming ahead.
He tried to get up but could not. He reached uncomfortably for the arrow on his back but could not reach for it. He had to be strong. He knew it. If not, he was going to die here.
"NO!" A voice screamed suddenly.
"You might have escaped today, but we will not stop until we find you." One said.
"We will not stop until every Wolfkin of Lunaris is dead!"
And that was when he realised that he had crossed the barrier. He still had a chance. He could survive.
It growled and continued at them as it struggled to get up now. And leapt continuously till it turned to a weak, weak run.
In its weakness, the creature, half dying now, looked towards the forest one last time, at the people who had shot it, and said,
"The moon has favoured me."
It gave a weak howl and disappeared into the depths of the night, leaving behind only the echoes of its fleeting presence. It never looked back.
Once upon a time, a beautiful man and a powerful king had a kingdom and lived happily with his family, until one fateful day, when he was cursed by a powerful Elyndrian witch to be bound to his own city as a beast who lives on the souls of men with no way of breaking the curse. He has lived for a millenia, searching for a curse for this curse, only to be met with failure. While he now lives undercover in the city, he has now given up and has become the cruellest, most heartless being alive. Until he meets Zora Beaumont, an investigative journalist. Little does he know that she is a direct descendant of the Elyndrian bloodline, which he has sworn to eliminate as long as he lives. And little does she know of her true identity. However, she is totally oblivious to the true nature of the beast. What will she do when she finds out that the man she eventually fell in love with is not a man but a beast and a monster? What will Darcel do when he finds out that Zora Beaumont is an Elyndrian princess and the key to unlocking his curse and freeing his burdened soul?
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"