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 6
The training chamber had barely settled from yesterday's battle when a deafening roar shook the Shadow Court. Avalora stumbled, heart hammering. Shadows twisted unnaturally in the hallways, darker than before, moving with purpose.
Rion's expression hardened. "They're testing you," he said, voice sharp. "Not just the magic in your mark, but your will. If you fail...they will take you from me."
Avalora's stomach dropped. "From you? What does that even mean?"
He didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed her hand, his silver eyes burning into hers. "Then focus. Trust yourself. Trust me."
The shadows surged into the chamber, coalescing into massive beasts with glowing eyes and jagged claws. Avalora froze, terror threatening to paralyze her.
"Move!" Rion commanded. He stepped forward, dark energy radiating from him, shadows curling around his boots. "Use your mark! Channel it!"
Her wrist flared golden as if reacting to his presence, heat crawling up her arm and spreading through her chest. Avalora took a deep breath, drawing the power from the mark. Sparks of light shot from her hand, striking the nearest shadow.
The creatures hissed and recoiled, but more advanced forms lunged at her. Fear surged-but beneath it, excitement, and something darker, deeper.
Rion moved closer, guiding her movements. Their hands brushed repeatedly as they struck, blocked, and repelled the creatures together. Avalora's chest burned, not just from exertion, but from the heat between them. Every glance from him, every touch, made her pulse spike.
"You're stronger than they anticipated," Rion murmured, voice rough. "And...stronger than I expected."
Avalora's breath hitched. "Stronger than...you?"
He stepped closer, shadows curling protectively around them. "Stronger in ways you don't understand. And dangerously...connected to me."
The last shadow fell, dissolving into smoke, and Avalora sank to her knees, shaking with adrenaline. Rion knelt beside her, hand hovering over hers-not quite touching, but close enough to make her heart leap.
"You see?" he said softly, silver eyes piercing. "You're not just powerful. You're mine. And no one else can protect you the way I can."
Avalora's chest tightened. She wanted to deny it. Wanted to step back. But the pull was magnetic, intoxicating, impossible.
"I..." she whispered, voice trembling.
He leaned closer, his lips inches from hers. The storm outside seemed to echo the tension inside the chamber. "You don't have to say anything," he murmured. "Just...feel it. You can't fight it."
Her mark glowed brighter, as if affirming his words. Avalora's head spun. Desire. Fear. Power. All crashing together into a single, undeniable truth: she couldn't resist him.
Not now. Not ever.
And somewhere deep in the shadows of the Court, unseen eyes watched-and the prophecy whispered: the Half-Blood is awakening...
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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.