Hannah has always had unconditional feelings for Drico Antonio Divanne. But with the ancient goblet stolen and a prophecy in place, is Hannah willing to accept her and Drico's fate? Or will they have to sacrifice their love to change their destiny? ******* Hannah Victoria is many things-smart, beautiful, and strong. All her life she was trained by her family in different kinds of martial arts, kaya hindi naman nakapagtatakang nagtatrabaho siya ngayon bilang isang bouncer sa club. Hindi niya rin alam kung bakit ganito siya pinalaki, basta't sabi ng lolo niya, kailangan niya ang skills na ito sa hinaharap. Out of the blue, tumawag ang ate niyang si Rebecca para balaan siya, na kailangan niyang magtago dahil sa banta sa kanilang buhay. Ngunit huli na ang lahat nang isang grupo ng mga armadong lalaki ang dumakip kay Hannah upang gawin siyang pain. Si Rebecca ang puno't dulo ng lahat. Siya ang pinaghihinalaang nagnakaw ng isang ancient goblet napinagkakaguluhan ng buong mundo dahil sa mitong nakapalibot dito-na nakapagbibigay ito ng buhay na walang hanggan. Ngunit nagkamali siya ng kinalaban dahil ang may-ari ng sinasabing stolen heritage ay ang boss niya mismo-walang iba kungi ang obsession ni Hannah, ang taong walang humpay niyang sinasamba-si Drico Anotonio Divanne, and Prince of Hell #2.

She's pregnant and... a virgin.

Most women fall for engineers, doctors, lawyers, architects and businessmen but in my case? I fell in love with an astronaut. Highest rank: 1 Cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

Is there still a chance for an unrequited love? Possibilities are always low for a normal circumstances. But when homosexuality speaks, it'll become six feet under. Why? Cause it's not only the feelings and emotions that are now involve, When a girl loves a girl LOVE itself has its own diversified PROPORTION.

| A Wattpad Featured Story | Hades was well-cast to rule over the land of the dead. But what if Hades, the fearsome monarch of the Underworld was, in fact, a goddess? Everyone called her, 'Lord of the Dead' out of mockery since she prefers the company of women. She was considered an isolated and violent immortal, who loathed change and was easily given to a slow black rage like no others. But then everything changed when the dark goddess met the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. Now the tale of Hades and Persephone will be retold with a sprinkle of twists and turns. |LGBT content. Gender-swapped. I do not own the Greek myth, which goes without saying. All characters are borrowed and the story-line is recreated for entertainment purpose only.|

[Zeus x Hera] (Note: Rake is an old term for player) For thousands of years, the Queen of the Gods has put up with her philandering, arrogant, conceited and uncaring husband. She became known as a jealous and vindictive queen. But turning your husband's mistresses into a cow was justified, right? But what happens when she reaches the end of her rope? Hera, the Queen of the Gods who also happens to be the Goddess of Marriage decides that she's had enough. She leaves Zeus and all of Olympus behind so that she could go to the Mortal Realm and experience a different kind of life. She reinvents herself and finally gets to do the things she longed to do. Finally, she was free! But as they say: you don't realize what you have until it is gone. Zeus, the King of the Gods, wants Hera back in his life. This time, he decides to turn all his charms to wooing his wife and gaining her back. But will Hera be his wife and queen again? Will she be able to change the set ways of the King of the Gods and reform the rake in him? ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

[COMPLETED!] (Sequel to How to be a Queen) Aerith and Hades already have their fairytale ending. They've also been blessed with twins: Aidon and Aurea. I'm Aurea by the way and this is my story. When I was born, the Fates declared that me and my brother will live a difficult life. And I guess they were right for we were both born with no powers. We were two new immortals who cannot be a god and a goddess for we had no powers. Is this a curse? Nah. Maybe we were just born this way or maybe we were just late bloomers? I sure hope so. Oh, one more thing. When my brother and I turned eighteen, the Three Fates came to our party and allowed us each a question. Being a naive little girl, I asked. "Who will I share eternity with?" They answered with: "You are meant for death." Well what did they mean with that? Am I meant to die? Will I ever get my powers? Will I ever find someone who'll love me? Will I get the fairytale ending my parents have? ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

Paano mo sasabihin sa isang tao kung gaano mo siya kamahal at pinapahalagahan kung ang katumbas nito ay ang posibleng pagkasira sa nakasanayan at ugnayan ng dalawang pamilya? Ang pamilya Montalban/Gray at Cervantez ay may matatag at magandang samahan. Itinuturing nila ang bawat isa na miyembro ng kanilang pamilya. Parehong maimpluwensya at nirerespeto sa lipunan. Pero paano kung ang isa sa mga miyembro ng pamilya Montalban/Gray ay mahulog sa isang Cervantez? Ano'ng epektong maidudulot nito sa pagitan ng dalawang pamilya? Would it change anything? Would it ruin the family ties? O mas pipiliin mo na lang na itago ang nararamdaman mo so not to complicate things between the two clans?

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION