As the Heir of the Da Silva Empire, Chief Adeniran Da Silva has maintained the balance of the world's scales, ensuring that order is kept among the twelve regions spread across the world. Alastor and Lex have been tasked with the responsibility of uncovering the empire's secrets, or whatever is left of them. Dangerous as it seems, this is the last thing they must do to finally be free of Chief's control. However, if anyone could be free of the empire's clutches, it would not exist in the first place. Seven days is all it takes to crumble a seven decade old empire. The Heir must be crowned, but all debts must first be paid in full. Learn what happens in The Rialto, where light and darkness co-exist in a pragmatic reality.

One day Chrysos wakes up from her coma. They inform her that she is the new heiress of a multi-billion dollar inheritance from a family she doesn't know or have any relationship with. Mystery, love, death and power await her. She will have to fight through many obstacles because the rightful owners want their inheritance back. She used to be mentality unstable, living in a psychiatric hospital, now she is one of the richest billionaires on the continent. Will Chrysós be able to overcome all this?

Lacey Norbatch just wanted to spend a nice weekend with her boyfriend Zack in a hotel, but already on the way a fight between them escalates, and Zack leaves her in the middle of nowhere at the deepest winter. Fortunately, she is later picked up by family father Elliot and his two sons Bradley and Caleb, who wants to teach his children how to shoot. But soon the trip turns into a nightmare and suddenly Lacey has to ask herself who she can trust...

This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! (Cover by @AlberteStoev) Turning around Im met with bright red eyes surrounded by a grey mask. He has jet black hair that swirls up and back, his face is freshly shaved but that is all I can really see. He is tall and God is he built. He looks so strong and holds so much power. I then blink and breath when my lungs finally demand air. His forehead is scrunched up as he watches me calculating. I step back "Uh I-I I'm sorry " My voice comes out shaky. He nods as he then demands "dance with me," before I can protest he has his arm around my waist pulling me close and his hand in mine as we dance across the floor. I look around to see glares from women as slowly the whole place pays attention to us. By the end of the song I could feel sparks dance across my skin around the area he is touching me, a pull in my chest forms, wanting to be closer to him, we land in front of the stairs where the thrones sit That holds the former king and queen, they watch us with a raised brow. I gasp as I look up into the mans eyes as everything stops, his head lowers towards mine, our noses pass each other and our lips meet and instantly I know. He is my mate. I don't know who he is but I'm sure he is about to let me know. He breaks the kiss as he backs up keeping me close as He rips off his mask and he growls "Mine." A growl that sends a shiver down my spine. His breath taking face comes into view. People around gasps as some yells. "The Alpha King has found his mate," I gasp. This man in front of me is Bain Alexander Remington , the King. *highest rank, #1 in Alpha, #1 in king #1 in secret #1 in werewolf #1 in hidden #2 in feature* (A/n I'm big about character development. So if you looking for a book where the main character and love interest fall in love in the 5th chapter this isnt it. Any how thanks for reading! Much love!)

Freya stumbles across a place where she's not supposed to be. These people aren't normal werewolves either. A dark hidden secret. Unable to hide any longer.

"They say that legends are born and legends are made. I believe that the word 'legend' is simply one of many labels people are classified by." Zitel Kleinhart. Everyone in the Medubi family opines that Granny T is an eccentric, old woman who is clearly a foot into her grave. With her greying, but well kept afro and her boot cut jeans from the eighties, she swaggers around town, or at least thinks she does. With the effects of the coronavirus hanging over everyone's necks like the sharpened axe of a seasoned executioner, life only seems to get worse. Contrary to popular belief, Granny T is not senile. And when tougher times arise, her wit and ingenuity keep her loved ones safe and out of harm's way.