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Dawn Of Glory

Dawn Of Glory

They had her surrender and snarled at her with their sharp, long teeth. She knew she was doomed. She has finally met her end. Even if everybody forgives her and lets her go, Delta Logan won’t support them. He is dangerous. She examined her surroundings, her eyes wondering for a way out. However, it was a dead end. They were in the middle of a jungle. The only thing she could hope for was an unexpected miracle. Delta Logan strides forward, followed by Rebecca, and her witch friend, Rachael, while the rest of the lycans pack moves behind her. Instantly, an idea crept into her head. Rachael is a witch. That means she was not fast like those lycans. “You can do this,” she assured herself. As Delta Logan dived at her, at the last minute, she stepped aside and the Delta collided with a tree instead. Before any one of them could react, she dived at Rachael, her elbow aiming straight for her teeth. Before Rachael could blink, Joy’s elbow collided with her mouth and the force removed the front teeth in the process. She pushed her out of the way and then grabbed a tree branch she had seen earlier and used the force to propel her body on top of the tree. Joy was sure of one thing, she couldn't outrun Delta Logan and the pack on dry ground. But she could do it on top of trees. Dan had taught her that. He had been training her for a day like this. She swung her body on top of another tree, and then swivelled her body midair, did bar hop skills, and grabbed another branch. She could hear the rustling of leaves behind her which suggested that they were now chasing her. Yet, she did not panic. She has been in this wood many times without number, and she knew her way better than them. After jumping for what seemed like forever, she could see the exit of the woods. It was a few metres ahead of her, and that made her double her effort. She was sure that Dan would be waiting for her at the exit of the woods. She was ten yards away from the exit when Joy felt her body hitting an invisible shield. Without being told, she knew it was Rachael who cast that invisible shield. As she collided with the shield, Joy felt something she hadn’t felt before in her entire life. She felt herself getting stronger. It was like the invisible shield had just ignited something in her. However, she ignored it. She came tumbling down, ten feet downward with her head coming first. Seeing this, she closes her eyes and braces herself for the impact. Joy had expected her head to hit the earth. To her surprise, she docked with her feet. She couldn’t believe it. She opened her eyes, and they were now red. “Impossible,” Delta Logan and the rest of the lycan pack yelled in shock. “Inform Lord Darius that the half-breed is alive." Delta Logan yelled at the pack. Unfortunately, it was too late. Before any one of them could blink, she had already brought down the heads of three lycans. She was faster than anything they had ever seen. She’s indeed a ruthless half-breed. They had just brought doom to the middle land. The half-breed is back.
The Fifth Element: Academy Of Elemental Arts

The Fifth Element: Academy Of Elemental Arts

The prophecy promised she would end the war but It didn't mention the world would be left in ruins. Cassidy Fairchild always felt like an outsider in the mundane world, but she never expected to be the anomaly that changes everything. When she is summoned to the Academy of Elemental Arts, a boarding school rooted in a far away realm, hidden from the human world, she discovers it wasn't just an ordinary school like the ones in the world she knew, she discovered she was the wielder of the never seen Fifth Element, the element written in the prophesy, a power as volatile as it is ancient. In this realm where magic is a weapon, Cassidy finds an unlikely family in a group of gifted students; Madeleine: The steady heart with the power of Earth. Jake & Cara: Fire wielders whose blades burn as bright as their resolve. Damon: The cold precision of Water and Ice. Sage: A master of the forbidden arts of Blood and Water. Phoebe: The whirlwind force of Air. But the Academy's gilded halls hide rotting secrets. As the shadows at the edge of the realm begin to take form, the signs spoken of in the prophecy of war begins to surface. The misty demons are no longer just bedtime stories, they are an invading army, and some of the school's elder elementals may not be the protectors they claim to be. Greedy external forces have caught scent of her awakening. To them, Cassidy isn't a savior, she's a source of infinite power to be harvested. While the students fight to save their lives from demons, they must also protect the very essence of magic from those who would drain the world dry to possess the Fifth Element. To survive the coming slaughter, Cassidy and her friends must master their arts and forge a bond stronger than steel. Because when the war begins, it won't just be their lives on the line_ it will be the very fabric of the elemental world. The war is coming. The elements are shifting. And the Fifth Element is finally awake. ~~~
Queen Of Death

Queen Of Death

"P-please let me go, a-and I'll do a-anything e-even, if n-not saying a w-word about i-it." - Elliot. "Oh...Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. My sweet Bunny. Even if I let you go for now you're still my...prey. My prey. My bunny." - Luna. ~*~*~*~*~ Elliot Amell is a twenty year old new student at the University of Manitoba. He has cancer that he is fighting with and refuses to tell anyone. So, his childhood friend Park Sam only knows about his life threatening condition. With his childhood friend Park Sam; he goes into a new life whilst welcoming new friends and developing for the first time a huge crush on the 'Student Council's President' along the way in his journey of his new prestigious University, but not knowing the fact that his mere presence would be opening the doors to some unexpected and unbelievable yet horror-stricken threats. Later, that sweet boy falls victim to something sinister after witnessing something dark and horrendous, he shouldn't have. Elliot was scared for his life as his cancer was getting worse so, he got assured that he'll die one way or another before even completing his dream University as dreaming for a life ahead of university seemed only a vivid fragment of his imagination. Howbeit, life had other plans for the innocent and saccharine boy. When he finds himself falling in the hands of a brunette girl with prepossessing beauty who has been introduced as the Queen of the whole supernatural world and is after him because they share a very special, and a deep bond of which Elliot finds it difficult to understand. Queen is brutal, ferocious, ruthless and a murderer of innocent people whereas Elliot is a boy who would get easily scared from a bug even. Two very divergent worlds collide so expectedly by fate, but in much unexpected ways. Elliot is a mere human whilst the Queen is an immortal hybrid of werewolf and a vampire, but her powers don’t end there because she is far more than a hybrid of vampire, and a werewolf. That’s because no one knows that she is the daughter of Satan himself. And on top of that…she is Elliot’s first big fat crush and was soon to be his girlfriend. Elliot found it difficult to stay around the same girl and proceed with his relationship with her; that girl who kills anyone without even a second thought as he himself is very considerate, caring, loving and sensitive in both right, and wrong ways. However, his heart yearns for the Queen in the way that he feels like he’ll end up dying if he ever runs away from her. And she is the one who saved him from his cancer killing him and so, she is the only one who could take his life easily too. Elliot is her only bond mate even when soul-mates don’t exist, but his mate was decided from the very start. He has no say in that since he was born to tame the Queen’s dark merciless heart by his fragile, weak and caring heart. Elliot was bound to break…and he did. When everything was falling from the cliff in Elliot’s life; he got exposed to more threats. Threats from which only the Queen could keep him safe. Later, Elliot was exposed to the truth that he was the last and the lost doppelganger to ever exist in the world. He was also the last doppelganger in the line of the doppelgangers which meant that no other doppelganger would come after Elliot; not even of some other person. The elder witches were after the last doppelganger; who was the last one alive and on top of that he was a virgin even after finding his mate so, it made him more vulnerable, and perfect for the sacrifice that those elder witches were keen in doing so. Furthermore, werewolves' leader wanted to mate with the Queen so, he joined hands with the witches in order to take Elliot out of the picture. However, neither the witches nor the werewolves knew who they were fighting with. That’s because the Queen was also known as the ‘meaning of death.’ She was barbarous and diabolical in a lot of ways. Everyone saw her as the hybrid of vampire and a werewolf, but they never were able to find out about her darkest concealed side. That side which made her thirsty for blood. Because whosoever, encountered that side of the Queen; never got to see the next daylight. So, her being the daughter of Satan remained concealed till the very end. After all…she was made the Queen of the whole supernatural world for a reason. The Queen could do anything for Elliot because his innocence gave her warmth and love. Those two things…she forgot how they felt.
Reborn Heiress: My Family's Bitter Karma

Reborn Heiress: My Family's Bitter Karma

On my eighteenth birthday, the celestial pact hiding my aura finally expired. I stood on the rotting steps of the trailer, watching my foster family celebrate my eviction like they’d won the lottery. Brenda threw a liability waiver at me to sign, ensuring I’d never ask for a dime of their welfare checks again. Worse, her daughter Regina stood there smirking, flaunting the heirloom emerald bracelet she’d stolen from my secret stash—unaware it was a spiritual artifact soaked in fifty years of blood magic. "Consider it payment for room and board, freak," Regina sneered, forcing the silver band over her wrist. They thought they were discarding a burden. They didn't realize I was the only dam holding back a tidal wave of their own bad karma. As I signed the papers, voluntarily severing our ties, the air pressure plummeted. The bracelet began to constrict like a snake, turning Regina’s flesh a necrotic purple as the protection I offered vanished. Before they could scream, a matte black helicopter bearing the Sterling Industries crest descended onto the muddy lawn, blowing their plastic lawn chairs into the neighbor's yard. A man in a bespoke charcoal suit stepped out, ignoring the filth to bow before me. He looked at my terrified foster family and announced, "We are here to retrieve the Sterling heiress." I smiled at Regina, whose arm was already beginning to rot, and whispered, "Keep the bracelet. You'll need it to pay for the amputation."
My Vengeful Husbands Demand A Remarriage

My Vengeful Husbands Demand A Remarriage

I survived ten years in the apocalypse, only to transmigrate into the body of the most despised woman in the Galactic Empire. When I opened my eyes, I was holding a bloody whip, straddling a beastman husband the original owner had just tortured. The mechanical system in my head immediately issued a death sentence. "In two months, your trial marriage ends. Your six abused husbands will be legally permitted to tear you apart." The original host was an absolute monster. She beat them, starved them, stole their meager military stipends for luxury goods, and even sent two of them to a deadly alien warzone just to impress her high-society friends. Now, I was left with her massive debts, a blocked power core, and the terrifying reality of six powerful, vengeful beastmen plotting my murder in the basement. I inherited all her sickening sins, and the crushing weight of their justifiable hatred felt like a suffocating nightmare. How was I supposed to survive when the people I lived with were just waiting for the legal countdown to snap my neck? But an apocalypse survivor doesn't just roll over and die. I pawned the original's useless designer bags, bought the highest-grade nutrient solutions, and called my would-be murderers into the living room. "I know you hate me, and you have every right to," I told them calmly. "We are getting a divorce."