This is a fantasy (mystery) book beautifully written to spike up the emotional wellbeing of adventurous mind
Chapter 1: in the heart of Eldermere, a forgotten village surrounded by misty woods, stood an ancient manor-Blackthorn Hall. Legends whispered that its last owner, Lady Seraphina Blackthorn, had vanished a century ago, leaving behind a house frozen in time. No one who dared enter ever returned.
Lena Whitmore, a historian with a fascination for the arcane, arrived in Eldermere after finding an old letter sealed with Lady Seraphina's crest. It spoke of a secret hidden within the manor-one that could rewrite history. With only a lantern and her wits, Lena stepped past the rusted gates, feeling the air grow heavy with an unnatural stillness.
The moment she crossed the threshold, the manor came alive. Chandeliers flickered, dust vanished, and the scent of roses filled the air. It was as if time had rewound itself. But the real horror began when she saw them-the shadowy figures watching her from the grand staircase.
"Who dares disturb the Blackthorn legacy?" a voice echoed.
Lena turned to see a woman in a flowing black gown, eyes glowing silver. Lady Seraphina. But something was wrong-her reflection in the mirror showed a decayed corpse.
"You are trapped now," Seraphina whispered. "Unless you find the truth before the clock strikes midnight."
The walls shifted, revealing hidden doorways. Every corridor led to a different moment in time, showing glimpses of Seraphina's past-betrayal, love, and the forbidden magic that doomed her. As the clock ticked down, Lena pieced together the truth: Seraphina had cursed herself to protect a powerful relic, and only someone pure of heart could break the spell.
With seconds to spare, Lena found the relic-a silver locket. As she opened it, the house trembled, the curse lifted, and Seraphina let out a final, relieved sigh before vanishing into the wind.
At dawn, Lena stepped out of the manor, the locket warm in her palm. The village was no longer shrouded in mist. Eldermere had been freed. But as she glanced back, the manor had disappeared, leaving only whispers in the wind.
The Alpha's Reluctant Mate is a bittersweet, slow-burn romance set against the backdrop of a world ruled by werewolves and their primal instincts. Lena is an Omega who's spent her life hiding from the inevitable the fated bond with her Alpha. Years of evading her destiny have come to an end when she's discovered by Kian Thorn, the ruthless Alpha of the Blackclaw Pack, during the blood moon ritual. Despite her defiance, Lena is dragged into the center of the pack's claiming ceremony, where the bond is sealed in blood. But Lena resents the bond that connects her to Kian, and every fiber of her being screams against it. She never wanted to belong to anyone, least of all him. Her heart aches with the weight of the mate bond, and she struggles to reconcile her desire for freedom with the pull of the man who now owns her. Kian, a fierce and driven Alpha, doesn't want a willing mate - he needs Lena. She's the one fated to be his, no matter the cost. But the connection between them is far from easy. As the bond deepens, Kian's own secrets a curse tied to his bloodline begin to unravel, complicating everything. The two are trapped in a bond neither of them wanted, their emotions torn between love, resentment, and the undeniable attraction that flickers between them. The story delves into themes of fate, defiance, and the cost of a bond that can't be broken. As Lena and Kian fight their inner battles, the love that neither of them can escape may be the very thing that saves or destroys them both.
This is an emotional story where a lady still loved her man even after death she couldn't move but something terrifying happened
*WHISPERS OF THE FORGOTTEN SHORE* Chapter 1: The Arrival The sea mist curled around the towering cliffs like a lover's caress, gentle but persistent. The waves crashed beneath the craggy rocks, their sound a constant, rhythmic hum that seemed to echo through the very soul of the shore. It was a place forgotten by time, where the past whispered in the winds and the sea held secrets in its depths. It was to this forsaken stretch of coast that Isabel arrived, the distant roar of the ocean calling her in. Isabel hadn't known why she was drawn to this place. The letters she had received from her late aunt had been cryptic at best-notes filled with longing and grief, telling of a family inheritance tied to the land that seemed to bleed history. And now, standing at the edge of the forgotten shore, she felt it: the weight of something heavy and lost, an invisible pull that beckoned her forward. As she stepped carefully onto the uneven path that wound toward the old cottage her aunt had mentioned, a shadow moved at the periphery of her vision. A man, tall and striking, with dark, tousled hair and a figure draped in the long, flowing coat of an era that seemed centuries old. His presence was commanding, and yet, he stood in quiet solitude, staring out over the crashing waves. Isabel felt an inexplicable heat rise in her chest as their gazes met. His eyes-deep, stormy, and filled with secrets-held hers for a long, breathless moment. He gave no greeting, no introduction, but there was something magnetic about him. She couldn't look away. The wind caught her hair, whipping it across her face, but she didn't move to adjust it. The man turned slowly, as though waiting for her to speak, but no words came. Her mouth felt dry, her heart pounding a steady rhythm that matched the waves below. "You've come," he said, his voice low and gravelly, as if it had been shaped by the very winds that howled through the cliffs. It was a statement, not a question, as though he had known this moment would arrive. She took a step forward, uncertainty lacing her every movement. "Who are you?" His lips curled into a faint smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I am the keeper of the forgotten shore," he replied, each word soaked in mystery. "And you are Isabel, aren't you? The one who's come to claim what is yours." Isabel's heart skipped a beat. How did he know her name? And what did he mean by "claim what is yours"? The strange pull she had felt earlier now intensified, and for the first time in her life, she felt as though fate itself had reached out to touch her. The man stepped aside, offering her a view of the cottage behind him. A dilapidated building, yet one that held an undeniable charm. The wind howled through the trees as if urging her to enter. And so, Isabel, without another word, followed him. Chapter 2: Secrets in the Dark Isabel's breath caught in her throat as the man's words lingered in the air, thick and heavy with promise. She stood frozen for a heartbeat, her heart pounding as if it had become a separate entity, alive and aware of the danger-and the allure-of the situation. His gaze never left hers, intense and unwavering, as if he were reading the very depths of her soul. There was something magnetic about him, something primal that drew her in despite every warning that her mind tried to give. Her body trembled, not from the chill in the air, but from the heat that burned low in her belly, a feeling she couldn't deny. "I... I don't understand," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crash of the waves. She could feel her pulse quicken as he stepped closer, closing the gap between them until there was no space left. The scent of saltwater mixed with something darker-something wild-surrounded her. The man's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her skin far longer than necessary. His touch was like fire, igniting something inside her she hadn't known existed. His eyes were still locked on hers, and in them, Isabel saw a flicker of something that she couldn't name-longing? Hunger? Or perhaps something far more dangerous. "You came here looking for answers," he murmured, his voice a smooth, seductive drawl that wrapped around her like a whisper in the dark. "But answers come at a cost, Isabel. And you've already paid the price by stepping onto this shore." She opened her mouth to speak, but he pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her with a touch that was both gentle and commanding. His eyes darkened, his hand moving down her jaw to trace the curve of her neck. "I know you're afraid," he continued, his voice low and intimate, each word heavy with meaning. "Afraid of what you might find. But what you don't realize is that the desire you feel-the need pulling at you-it's not new. It's been inside you all along, waiting to be awakened." His hand moved lower, just barely grazing her collarbone, and Isabel shive
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.