Princess jody

Acacia Ferguson's life took a drastic turn after her Step father sold her to one of the most feared Alpha King in Canada. As an omega, her duty was to give the Alpha king a pup. But things changed when she found out that the Alpha king was her mate. Will she accept him after the way he treated her? Or will she find a way to escape? Elio Jackson needed an heir and he would stop at nothing to get one, so he bought an omega, with hopes of her bearing his pup in no time. What he didn't expect to get was one who was trying to fight her way out and damn did he enjoy the challenge. What will happen when Elio figures out that she meant more to him? Will he be able to accept her or not?  Find out more about their journey…. All rights reserved… Written by: princessjody…

Elias Emerson's life took a drastic turn after he shifted into his wolf. Not knowing what to do, he ran after he was banished from his pack. How will Elias survive from now on and what's going to happen to him? Ryker green is the alpha of one of the strongest and most feared pack in the US. His reputation of killing anyone who dares to challenge him was known worldwide, making everyone afraid of him. He doesn't have a mate, but that's the least of his problems because he didn't want one. Find out more on their journey.... All rights reserved.... Written by: princessjody.... Follow me for more chapters on the way....

In a world filled with supernatural beings, humans have no other choice but to accept that they aren't the only ones on this planet. For most parts, werewolves were known worldwide, but some packs were still in hiding because they didn't trust easily. That's where the Silent Hollow Pack came in. On the day of the ceremony that was held for Alpha king Nicholas Pierce, Alessia Colleymore was in disbelief has to who her mate was, so she kept on running. With hopes that he would leave her alone, that was not the case at all. That's where the challenges started, the stubbornness and heated arguments that could not be tamed. This story will leave you breathless and yearning for more. There's only one question that should be asked: Are you ready to unlock the secrets that lies within this pack? Find out more on their journey.... Written by: princessjody.....

Blurb… I didn't want the title of Alpha, so I left. With my parents constantly meddling in my life, I tried my best to steer clear of them. But, Dad is a persistent asshole and with his threat of taking away my club, I had no other choice but to do as he says. I thought that I would be unhappy, but I was wrong. I just didn't know that things were about to change when I met my mate, the last thing I expected was to become this possessive asshole and damn, do I like it.  The moment I walked in on something that I shouldn't see, I ran. I know that I acted cowardly and should have stayed to confront my ex, but I couldn't be in the same house with him let alone the same neighborhood. I wasn't thinking clearly, God knows it happened to me all the time. With secrets now in the open and an obsessive asshole on my tail, I couldn't help but think maybe I'd made the wrong choice by coming here, but it's too late to turn back now.  Find out more about their journey… All rights reserved…. Written By: princessjody.

Rachael. Working for Xander King has been one of my biggest challenges so far. He's always trying to boss me around, but it never worked out in his favor because I wasn't one to back down. But, despite our bickering, I couldn't help but feel like there was something between us. I should be focusing on my son, but now my mind is constantly on Xander King and I don't know what to do about it. Xander I wanted to make my father proud, he left me in charge of his company so I was going to do everything I can to make it successful. What I didn't like was the fact that Rachael Hale was constantly getting on my nerves. She doesn't follow my orders and is always fighting me. But, despite that I couldn't help but feel drawn to her and I wasn't sure if I liked it or not. find out more on their journey... all rights reserved... written by: princessjody

Arlo is an omega from the red forest pack. He has six overprotective older brothers who spoils him rotten as well as his parents. The red forest pack tends to welcome anyone no matter who they are. What happens when Arlo finds his mate? Will he be able to escape his overprotective family or will it affect his relationship with his mate? Jacob valentine is the alpha king of the blue sky pack located in Norway Europe. They live amongst the humans who welcomed them with open arms but Jacob was still wary of them since he didn't trust them. Being the alpha king comes with a lot of work, one he was ready to take on no matter what. Jacob was on a search to find his mate, but what happens when he goes to the red forest pack? Will his mate be there or will he have to continue to wait? Find out more on their journey. All rights reserved Written by princess Jody.

Emily Jacobs: Have you ever had this belief that you would love to finish school, get a degree, get married, grow old together with your significant other and start a family? Well I have. It all came crashing down when I realized none of that was about to happen to me. Well nothing good ever happens to me and I know nothing good ever will, I just have to live my life to the fullest until the end. This is my story: I am Emily Jacobs, 16 years old. I live in Arizona with my father. My mother left us, so it's just him and I for now. I am 5'5 and slim with long, wavy blonde hair and hazel eyes. Luca collins: I am the school's bully or that's what I am called by others who fears me. I consider myself to be good looking, with dark brown hair and eye color that I don't even know how to name it. It's a mixture between brown and orange. I have a dimple on my chin and I am 6'3. I get away with everything and make sure no one comes in my way or they'll regret it. I don't love, I don't fall in love. I don't do relationships at all, I am more of a one night stand guy well that was until Emily jacobs the school's freak walked in my life. Now what am I going to do about it? This is my story: I am luca Collins, sixteen years old. I live in Arizona with my parents and sister. Find out more on their journey.

Kayden miles is a sixteen year old boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes. With the threats he received from his father, he was forced to pack up and leave his home in order to be safe. His best friend Isaiah Roberts, decided to move with him so he wouldn’t be alone. What happens when they are both thrust into a world they know nothing of? When secrets are revealed and only to find out that werewolves really does exists? Find out more on their journey....... Kayden miles age 16, born on April 5th, 1990. Asher samuels age 18, born on June 10th, 1988. Isaiah Roberts age 16, born on November 3rd, 1990. This story took place in the year 2006 not 2021. Its location, hampshire in England. (This is a bxb book.)

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone. But death? Just her intermission. She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down. And her? Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status. But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power. Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer: Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world. Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge. Sounds simple? Think again. A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him. A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart. A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure. A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark. A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her. They all need her mark. They all want her. And sharing? Not in their vocabulary. Too bad for them- She's not here for love stories. She's here to survive. To climb. To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones. And one day. To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

The sensation of falling wasn't like flying; it was heavy, violent, and smelled of burning flesh. Above us, on the crumbling balcony of the Sears manor, Duke Cato Sears turned his back, shielding his cousin Bianca from the smoke as he walked away, leaving my sister Blossom and me to drop into the abyss. As the darkness slammed shut like an iron door, I realized my entire life had been a cruel script written by the people I called family. In my first life, I was the sacrificial lamb of the Dawson manor, sold to a man who eventually watched me die without blinking. My sister Blossom had pushed me into Cato's arms to avoid his rumors, only to laugh when the fire finally consumed us both. My father had measured my value like a piece of livestock, and my step-grandmother didn't even acknowledge my existence while I was being led to the slaughter. I died in that fire, feeling the heat scorch my skin and the weight of a hatred so potent it tasted like bile. I spent twenty years being the weak, manipulated shadow of a girl, only to end up as nothing more than a phantom scorch mark on a "hero's" estate. I couldn't understand why my own blood treated my life like a game they could discard. The injustice of it all burned hotter than the flames that took my last breath. Then, I sat up, sucking in air that tasted of lavender and air conditioning, not smoke. I was back in my bedroom, three days before the engagement ball that ruined my life. Blossom stood at the door, her "sweet" mask slipping as she tried to manipulate me into the Duke's path again. She thought she was the only one who had come back, but she didn't realize that this time, I was going to let her have exactly what she wanted: the Duke, the bankruptcy, and the living hell that awaited her in that house.

In my first life, poverty was my only teacher. I learned to read a man's greed before he spoke and to navigate systems designed to crush the weak. Now, I am Lady Elowen Ashford, a noblewoman sold by her own family to the formidable Duke Alaric Ravenshollow to pay for sins I didn't commit. In the Kingdom of Stalla, power isn't just held in gilded thrones, it is traded in the shadow economy beneath them. From the silk-draped salons where noblewomen sharpen their fans like daggers, to the soot-stained alleys of the black market, I am no longer a victim. I am the auditor.

I don't remember how I got here. One moment, a crushing weight, the roar of a furious crowd, a sharp, final pain. The next, nothing. Then, a flicker. A cold, sharp light that formed a heavy, cream-colored cardstock. Gold letters shimmered: You are cordially invited to the wedding of Ethan Davis and Mia Thompson. Ethan Davis. My uncle. The man who raised me, mentored me, then destroyed me. Mia Thompson. That' s my name. The invitation dissolved. I landed, an unseen observer, in a sun-drenched garden. At the altar, under a floral arch, stood Ethan. Then the music swelled. The bride walked down the aisle. The woman in the white dress was me. She had my face, my dark hair, even the tiny mole above my lip. But her smile was too sharp, her gaze too possessive. It was Chloe Miller. The scene ripped away. I was hurled back to the day my life ended. On a stage, my masterpiece, "Nexus," projected behind me. "This is a lie!" Chloe' s voice sliced through the applause. "She stole it! Nexus is my work!" The crowd turned savage. Cameras flashed. I sought Ethan, the one person who knew the truth. "Ethan, tell them," I begged, my voice a pathetic whisper. "Tell them the truth." He looked at me. Guilt, then cold, calculated resolve. He stepped to the microphone. "I am deeply disappointed. Our company is built on integrity. We cannot and will not tolerate intellectual theft." My death sentence. The world exploded. "Thief!" "Fraud!" Hands grabbed, tearing at my clothes. Rage-contorted faces. I fell. The last thing I saw was Ethan turning his back, his arm around Chloe, as the mob swallowed me whole. Now, a ghost at my own wedding. My uncle was marrying my murderer. The invitation said he was marrying me. The irony was a bitter taste. They wouldn't even let me rest. They' d stolen my work, my reputation, my life. Now, my very face. But a new feeling solidified within my spectral form. Rage. They would not get their happy ending. I would burn their perfect world to the ground.

I woke up, flung ten years into the past, carrying the crushing weight of a previous life I desperately needed to undo. My last memories were of Ava's lifeless face in a casket, her death the culmination of my twisted, misguided vengeance. I had systematically tortured her, believing she embodied all my pain, only to discover she was the anonymous donor who' d literally given her heart to save my life. That unbearable truth, revealed too late, plunged me into an abyss of guilt, leading to a brutal, self-sacrificial atonement. Now, miraculously reborn, I was determined to rewrite history, save my family, and fiercely protect Ava from the torment I once inflicted. I vowed to earn her love, to prove I was worthy of the sacrifice I brutally repaid. But as I found her in this new timeline, thriving and happy, she was engaged to another man and completely indifferent to me. Her calm rejection cut deeper than any physical pain, a stark reminder of the love I had irredeemably destroyed. Can I ever truly amend the monstrous past, or am I forever condemned to watch her happiness from afar, haunted by the memory of the woman I needlessly lost?

For sixteen years, I was a phantom in the Miller house, my entire existence centered on raising Caleb. My destiny was sealed: on his 21st birthday, I was to become his wife, a debt my family couldn't pay. In my first agonizing life, that wedding day led to a decade of imprisonment in their dark basement, then a horrific sale to the depraved Scrap Yard Joe, who brutally murdered me and my two young daughters. But then, a miracle: I jolted awake, it was Caleb' s 21st birthday party again. I was back. This time, I vowed to escape, coldly telling Caleb the "deal was off." His fury, fueled by his new girlfriend Chloe, erupted. They dragged me to their root cellar, where Chloe actively tried to crush me with cinder blocks. Escaping a terrifying encounter with Scrap Yard Joe, Chloe's eerie accomplice from my past, I returned to the party only to be publicly framed. A panicked confrontation led to the tragic, accidental death of Caleb' s mother-a death later revealed to be orchestrated by Chloe' s slow poison. I was beaten, battered, and finally, locked in the basement again as Chloe set it on fire, intending to burn me alive. Lying amidst the flames, every fiber of my being screamed. Why had my attempt at freedom only resulted in such a brutal, fiery trap? Was this wretched family, and the ghosts of my past, truly inescapable? Yet, fate had a cruel twist. I miraculously survived, forcing Caleb to believe me dead, consumed by guilt. He began a meticulous, horrifying revenge on Chloe, mirroring the torment I endured. Then, in the climax of his depravity, just as he raised a hunting knife over Chloe' s pregnant belly, a scarred, living ghost walked into the room: Me. And his world shattered.

I woke up with a gasp on the day of my debutante ball, the most anticipated event of the Texas social season. My eyes snapped open to the familiar silk canopy, but a strange, phantom pain still clung to my last breath. My custom-designed gown, perfected over months with the couturier, was gone from its stand. This void, this seemingly small act, brought a cold dread, sharp and entirely too familiar. Because in my previous life, this "missing" dress was the very first tiny crack, the prelude to a cascade of betrayals. I remembered Savy' s brazen appearance, her stolen spotlight, her smug face, Brent' s weak compliance, Grayson' s cruel dismissal. Their collective treachery had led to my father' s "accidental" death, my shocking disinheritance, a hellish rehabilitation facility, and my own lonely, mysterious end. They thought they had won; they thought they had erased me for good. The sheer, agonizing injustice of their victory, the vivid memories of my suffering, burned hotter than any fire. How could I have let them destroy my family, my legacy, my very self, without a fight? But they didn't know I was back. I had reawakened on this pivotal morning, carrying every single agonizing memory of their deceit and my demise. This time, there would be no panic, no helplessness, only a chilling, absolute resolve to reverse my tragic fate. I was Aurora Sterling, and I was taking my life back, one strategic move at a time.

For love, I walked away from ancient power, trading immortality for a quiet life with my wife, Seraphina, and our daughter, Willow. We lived simply, off the grid, far from the world I once protected. Then came the nightmare. A chilling premonition: Willow in agony, Julian Thorne's smirk in the shadows, and Seraphina, my wife, turning away. I knew I had to go back to the world I'd abandoned – to Seraphina' s opulent Sterling Order, to reclaim my lost power, my Heartwood Staff. But instead of understanding, I found a stranger. Seraphina, cold and distant, dismissed my warnings, believed Julian's lies, and allowed him to frame me. My daughter and I were thrown into a desolate prison, starving, defenseless. My wife, the woman I sacrificed everything for, watched, indifferent. I thought my heart was broken then. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared me for the moment Seraphina, my own wife, raised an arcane device and aimed it at our daughter. Willow' s scream still echoes in my soul. Her eyes… blinded by her own mother' s hand. In that instant, lying broken and helpless, something awakened within me. Not the man I tried to be, but the ancient Guardian I was always meant to be. The Solstice Gala is tomorrow. I' m coming back for my reckoning. And this time, she won' t turn away.

The Greyhound bus hummed, a low rumble promising a new life at the Boeing apprenticeship program, far from this dead-end town. My fiancé, Jake, stood blocking the bus depot doorway, radiating control, scanning the street for Brittany Smith. But this wasn't the first time I'd lived this moment; in my last life, Jake’s hands had closed around my throat on our wedding night, his eyes blazing, blaming me for Brittany's tragic end. Now, I was back at the same bus stop, and he was once again holding everyone’s acceptance letters and bus tickets hostage, waiting for her, wielding a Zippo as a silent threat. He reveled in his power, convinced his County Commissioner father’s influence was an impenetrable shield, openly mocking our desperate hope to escape this town. The chilling truth hit me like a physical blow: Jake was reborn too, seemingly to ensure Brittany’s success this time, but embodying a far more calculated cruelty. Why was fate so twisted, bringing me back to this precise, suffocating moment of manipulation, when the memory of my horrific death still burned? This time, I let my hand fall from his arm, a silent promise to myself that my feigned compliance was a trap he’d never see coming. Because this time, I was playing a different game, armed with the precise knowledge to expose his family’s corruption and Brittany’s lies, ensuring their carefully constructed dreams would spectacularly collapse.

Mo Xuetong has lost everything. Her mother, her child, even her servants, have been killed. Betrayed, disfigured, and alone, she dies trying to destroy the people who deceived her… …and wakes up as a child again. Given a second chance, she vows to make things different. This time she will not be a naïve child. This time she is beautiful, cold, and willing to do whatever it takes to get revenge. But her plans are disrupted when she uncovers a thirty year old conspiracy that changes everything. Will she still be able to change her fate? And even if she does, will her new fate be any better, or will her hunger for revenge destroy her?