Silver Eyes, Golden Mark!
A forbidden mark. A fallen prince. A destiny that could burn kingdoms.
Avalora spent her life hiding the strange mark on her wrist. But the night it starts to glow, every magical creature begins hunting her.
Saved by the mysterious Fallen Prince, she is dragged into a world of shadows, prophecies, and deadly secrets. She hates him... until she discovers that her fate is tied to his, and her touch might be the only thing keeping him alive.
But loving him could destroy the world.
Or save it!
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Chapter 3
Rain pelted their faces as Rion dragged Avalora through the forest just beyond the village. The wind howled around them, carrying whispers that weren't entirely human. Avalora's heart raced, not just from fear, but from the heat that always flared whenever he was near.
"You need to trust me," Rion said, his voice low and sharp. "If you don't, you'll die before we even reach the Court."
"I don't even know what you are!" Avalora shouted, shivering despite the heat that pooled uncomfortably in her chest.
Rion didn't answer. Instead, he pushed forward, the shadows bending around him like loyal servants. Each step left a scorch mark on the wet earth, a subtle proof of his power. Avalora's eyes widened. He wasn't human, or at least, not entirely.
Something moved in the darkness ahead. A hiss, low and guttural, echoed between the trees. Avalora froze.
"Stay close," Rion warned. His hand brushed hers as he pulled her behind him, an accidental, electric touch that made her breath catch. The mark on her wrist flared in response, bright gold this time, almost like it was screaming for something she didn't understand.
The creature stepped from the shadows: a hulking, black-furred beast with eyes like molten lava. Its claws scraped the ground, sparks flying. Its growl rumbled through her chest, primal and terrifying.
Avalora stumbled, fear clawing at her throat. "What...what is that?"
Rion's lips curved in the slightest of smirks. "Your first real lesson. And possibly your last if you don't learn quickly."
Before she could protest, he raised a hand. Shadows erupted from the ground, coiling around the beast. It yelped, struggling, but Rion's power was absolute. Still, the creature lunged, forcing Avalora to duck behind him.
"You have power too," he said, glancing at her wrist. "Use it. Now."
Avalora blinked. Power? Me? Panic surged, but she felt it-the energy under her skin, responding to the mark, responding to him. Slowly, hesitantly, she lifted her hand.
A spark of golden light shot from her palm, striking the beast. It screamed, recoiling as her magic burned its fur. Her mark flared brighter, feeding off her fear, her anger, her desperation.
Rion's eyes widened slightly, approving, though his face stayed stern. "Good. Again."
Summoning all her strength, Avalora sent another burst of energy at the creature. It collapsed, writhing, then dissipated into smoke. She sank to her knees, trembling.
Rion stepped closer, his cloak brushing hers. His silver eyes studied her, dark, intense, unreadable. "Do you feel that?" he asked softly, almost a whisper.
She looked at him, chest heaving. "Feel what?"
"The bond," he said, fingers brushing hers again, this time intentionally. "It's stronger than I expected. And...so are you."
Avalora's heart skipped. Stronger? Me? Heat pooled in her stomach, betraying her fear. She hated that she felt drawn to him, hated the way her body reacted to him, hated the pull she couldn't resist.
"I...don't understand any of this," she admitted, voice barely above a whisper.
He bent closer, his face inches from hers, shadows dancing over his features. "You don't have to understand," he murmured. "You just have to survive. And stay with me."
Something primal stirred in her. Fear. Desire. Confusion. She tried to step back-but her mark flared again, golden fire tracing up her arm. And when she looked into his silver eyes, she realized...she couldn't stop herself from staying.
Not now. Not ever.
The storm roared louder, shadows twisting around them, and Avalora knew one thing for certain: the world she had always known was gone. And in its place...there was Rion. Dangerous, dark, magnetic. And terrifyingly irresistible.
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9.2
Her Bestie's Brother
She only came over to spend time with her best friend-
not to run into her infamous senior brother, the campus playboy everyone warned her about.
Every time she saw him, she felt nothing but disgust.
How could someone who had a sister he adored still treat girls like toys?
But when he walked into the house with a group of girls trailing behind him, her frustration finally snapped-
and she cursed him out without caring who heard.
Then came the day they all hung out, played too much, drank too much...
and the night spiraled into something neither of them ever expected.
A reckless moment.
A passionate night.
A mistake-or something else?
Now, she can't stop asking herself:
Will this change the way she sees him?
And more dangerously... will this change him?
7.3
BLURB
Sophia died hating the man she once loved. Then she woke up ten years younger with a chance to make him pay.
Alexander Sterling destroyed her in ways he'll never remember. Now she'll become the woman he can't forget, and can't have. But he's dreaming of her death. She's planning his downfall. And neither knows they're both pawns in someone else's game.
9.7
Some chains are forged in iron.
Others in desire.
Sebastian Kol has existed for six centuries. Cursed to burn alive in his own skin every night he transforms into a beast even he cannot control. He wants one thing. Freedom. And after five centuries of searching, a prophecy finally gives it a name.
Leilani Ravenwood.
She carries the mark of the moon goddess on her skin and a prophecy that brands her as his salvation. Her blood silences his beast, and her touch sets him on fire.
In the worst possible way. And in the best possible way.
Furious at the hold she has over him, Sebastian takes her, strips her of everything, and bends her world until it breaks, determined to own what the goddess dared to use against him. What follows is dark and consuming. A monster who has never met his match, and a woman who proves to be it.
But Leilani Ravenwood does not break easily. And somewhere between the hatred and the hunger, the punishment and the pull, the ancient beast begins to suspect the terrible truth.
The woman born to be his salvation may already be his undoing, his poison and cure wearing the same skin.
And he is running out of reasons to care.
8.0
Scarlett Hayes thought marrying James Whitmore would finally make her family see her as more than a burden.
Instead, it destroyed her life.
Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night.
Then came the cruelest blow of all.
After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died.
The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars.
They were wrong.
Five years later, Scarlett returns.
No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind.
Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble.
She comes back for one reason only: revenge.
Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole.
But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything-
the child she mourned for years may not be dead.
And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along.
8.9
Just hours after I endured a grueling labor to give Kaelen, my fated mate and the Alpha, two beautiful twins, he walked into the infirmary.
Instead of holding our newborns, his Alpha aura pinned me to the bed as he coldly announced, "I reject you as my mate."
He claimed I reeked of another Alpha. His sister Vanessa threw a stack of photos at my face, showing me at a cafe with a broad-shouldered man. Before I could even explain, Kaelen forced a pen into my trembling hand while I was still bleeding, making me sign away my parental rights. His mother then snatched my newborn son Liam from the crib.
"Take the girl and get out of my territory," Kaelen commanded, leaving me in the freezing room with my severed mate-bond and my crying daughter.
I didn't understand how our sacred bond could be shattered by a single fake photo, or how my fated mate could be so blind and ruthless as to rip my baby from my arms.
Five years later, his precious heir is dying, and Kaelen desperately needs an alliance and a bone marrow donor. But when he finally sees me at a high-society gala, he doesn't find a broken, exiled Omega.
He finds me standing beside that very same "lover"—Dominic, the Alpha of the Silverwood Pack, my older brother. And this time, I am the one holding the blade.
8.2
In my previous life, I, Claire Holloway, was eight months pregnant, kneeling in a storm, begging Lucas Ashford to save the bankrupt Holloway family.
But he held his first love, Vanessa Wren, in his arms, looking down at me with cold disdain.
"The Holloway family's downfall was orchestrated by me. Did you really think I'd fall for a spoiled rich girl like you? If it weren't for getting my revenge today, I'd have found even touching you disgusting."
In despair, I died that freezing night—two lives lost with me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was diagnosed with pregnancy.
Lucas was gently peeling shrimp for me, smiling as he asked what kind of diamond ring I wanted.
I looked at his hypocritical face and let out a quiet, cold laugh.
This time, I wouldn't make the same mistake again.