Queen of his Heart. ~A novella by Nasreen Akther. ___________________________________________________ Description.... He is the King. The leader and present head of every sector of earth whom everybody had to obey, be it werewolves or humans. In the time of chaos, he brought light to the war crazed and protected the earth inhabitants from massacre. Everyone thought of him then as a Savior. The Light. But he turned to be the king of manipulation and darkness. He fed on evil to bring down destruction. Nobody on the whole of the all realms can be as Bloodthirsty and Cruel than him. People's life meant nothing to his Psycho manipulative mind. Until she came. A naive beauty who didn't understand bloodlust. So his crazy blood killings turned into magic to amuse her. To keep her enchanted in the magic woven little world he made for her. She meant everything to him. The very core of his shrouded existence was her. Fate forbid, if he lost her, which he won't ever let happen, the whole world will be crying in the face of his chaos and destruction. Cause he cared for none. Only her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You were warned you fools, The Prophecy of my imergence was revealed by your ancestors. But you all chose to neglect and forget it. So I came back to take my throne.... BUT don't ever and ever forget, That now I have a Queen. And the moment she fidgets in discomfort because of you measly mortals, your whole existence will be veiled with the melting lava of cruel darkness. ~ King Azazel, the strongest ruler in history of Earth. The story is a product wholly based on the imagination of the author. It has no intent to insult or oppose any religion or belief. This is a fictional story made for the sole purpose of reading.

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

❝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

The Krestochian city or the night city of Krestochia, regarded for its beauty and enchanted serenity is ruled by an emperor named Henry Nicolov. Who is known for his charisma, wit and the fearsome aura that he holds. He is considered cruel and ruthless in a strange way because he is not just the ruler but a vampire as well, something away from the visual of local folk. The Kingdom of Krestochia doesn't only comprise humans but also the mythical creatures of night - Vampires. Besides this mystique city, there is another city of Vamparia comprising of Vampires, witches and demons which is a complete different and unknown place to the humans. When King Henry meets his beautiful mate - Rose Collins, an ordinary human girl wanting to live the life to the fullest. He instantly falls for her beauty but, will he be able to actually love her and fight his inner battle of lust, possessiveness and outer battle of dominance? [The Fiction Awards 2017 Winner] ***************** Highest Rank #1 in fantasy (With previous version) #1 in vampire (With latest version)

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

| Highest Ranking in Werewolf: 9| Completed 4/10/2017 I watched him fall in love. I watched as he took her to places I had always wanted to go and do things I had always wanted to do. I saw his life take form...all without me. I love him. He can never know that. To him I am his best friend and nothing more nor less. To him...to him I am still the shy girl he met three years ago. I can never let him know my feeling Why? He is human...and he is my mate. Sometimes, you have to let go of what you love, even if it kills you. <> "This book has taught me how to love. Thank you," -YasOhMy "I am happy to say this is one of the BEST books that Wattpad has to offer." - RoseCakeLover11 "Intimacy is the most well written werewolf story that I have ever come across." -Vaidehi "This is one of those stories that you get emotionally attached to." -firegirl134 "Well there goes my heart, breaking into a million tiny pieces." -My_Fish_Drowned

Even though the room was dark, I could still the one person who made my heart skip a beat. He stood there, his hands tucked in his pockets, staring at me. So entranced by the Alphas beauty I didn't the notice the foot in front of me. Within a second I tripped over the foot, causing the cake to fly right out of my hands. I managed to keep my balance, but I couldn't ignore the gasps from around the room, and the inhuman growl from in front of me. Hesitantly looking up, a shocked gasp left my mouth. The Alphas venomous gaze was fixed on me. He growled once more making me jump back two steps. Too focused on the door, I was shocked when the Alpha pushed me against the wall, pinning my hands above my head. His face was still covered with cake but he's bloodshot eyes could be seen from a mile away. **************** Alicia Faye. A girl with an extraordinary personality. She's confident yet socially awkward , has good manners and when she walks into a room she's a breath of fresh air. She doesn't care if a person is wealthy, middle-class or poor and treats all the people in her life with the same respect and care. Even though she has the biggest secret known to the werewolf kingdom resting on her shoulders, she always smiles. Unable to make new friends in the fear of losing her secret she stays to herself, only speaking up when she needs to put someone in their place. Asher Raven. An Alpha with an enigmatic personality. He's feared yet no one has heard a word from him. He ignores every living organism and when he walks into the room, it's a sign for everyone to leave. He respects all his pack members no matter their social status. He has never been caught smiling since what happened. Ever. What happens when Alicia Faye meets Asher Raven? What happens when Asher Raven meets Alicia Faye?

Book 1 of (The Awakening Series) {#1 Supernatural} {#1 Paranormal} {#1 Lycans} {#1 Vampire Romance} {#5 Royalty} The world went to shit long before I was born. Humans like me use to believe other species were nothing more than fictional characters, myths, or figures of one's imagination. But that was before vampires left the shadows and decided to reveal their species to the world. I've been told that teenage girls use to fantasize about being swooshed off their feet by those mysterious creatures. Insane. Matter of fact, insane would be an understatement, they were fucking lunatics. Vampires are not some fictional character that would love you like no other. No, vampires are not some sort of myth, and they most certainly are not, a figment of anyone's imagination. They are very real, and they despise the human race. In fact, they have enslaved my entire species and formed a new world. Each continent is owned by a ruthless, bloodsucking, barbaric, the vampire king. Every single one of them has played a part in the war of the awakening, showing no mercy, killing without question. Humans didn't even stand a chance. Our army and world leaders were killed or imprisoned in less than a couple of days. They slaughtered my race, but it didn't stop there. No, that was only the beginning of human suffering. Trust me when I say the death was truly a kindness, because anyone who survived the awakening, would beg for death. I was positive that my suffering would come to an end when I turned eighteen. I was hoping and praying to be marked as a feeder, nothing more, nothing less. Death was the only way out of this world. You see, all of the kings who ruled over the earth were cruel and calculating. They are all tyrants in their own right and they all answered to one vampire. Who was known as the most barbaric of them all and I was marked as his chosen. The King of all Vampire Kings. "This book is currently undergoing edits for publication."

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

There wasn't anything setting Evangeline O'Shea differently from someone you notice very briefly on a train to the person buying a carton of milk and a newspaper in front of you at the store. That made moving to Vancouver that much easier. She didn't, however, expect to meet a man like Michael Reeves through an unlikely incident at Simon Fraser University. She didn't expect to fall for such a dark and mysterious man let alone her History lecturer... And when she finds out that this man is in fact no man at all, she wonders if love is worth risking her life over. **First novel in Vampire series**