Darkness is creeping in from the edges of the empire. A threat that has been all but lost to history is rising again. Cassia Auralius is the first female Heir of the Empire of Metus to not abdicate her right to the throne. Behind her is a line of warrior-kings and sacred laws. Before her is an uncertain future painted in blood. Opposed by her father and challenged by her brothers, Cassia must first prove herself worthy of the throne gifted by the gods. Ancient trials--trials she must not fail--will test her strength, both of her mind and her heart. The first trial--three long travel years cut off from her family and her own nobility--will soon begin. If Cassia can survive, she will be one step closer to her throne. A throne that will soon be under a threat she could never have imagined. Cassia will need allies, both common and strange to defeat this threat. If she fails in this, she will lose not only her throne, but her empire. Amazing cover by @StormRidden Copyright © 2019

Rei, a former samurai lieutenant is reincarnated into the body of an 8 year old, who happens to be the main villainess in a romance novel for foreign girls. A villainess destined to be executed by her fiancé the crown prince for cruelty towards the heroine of the novel. To avoid being executed she must to make allies among her enemies, get out of the heroine's way, and untangle herself from the poisonous intrigue of court the best she can in the role of a future courtier. However, the vaguely described backdrop said nothing about the conflicts building beyond the heroine's understanding, or that women weren't allowed on the battlefield. I am honestly left speechless. I am very touched and honored by all the attention, by all the sweet, beautiful and fun comments I've received over the last month, it's been truly amazing. To those who already enjoy it, I hope you will continue to do so. To those who decide to pick it up, I hope you have as much fun with it as I did!

I was soon deemed an Omega, diminishing hope of our pack having an Alpha female. My father had things under control but he is getting old and wishes to retire. Cale will soon be Alpha. I'll live with my brothers in the Alpha section of our hidden underground mountain pack headquarters. I'll just wait to find my Mate and live an under-privileged Omega life. I'll be in love and take care of pups whose parents are away on pack trips. I'll stay in the mountain living a sheltered life. How I would kill to be an Alpha. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ashlyn was born into a pack of werewolves. It just so happens that her family is made of Alphas and a Beta. Until she came. She's an Omega. One that is rubbed raw when she has to obey orders- and that's just not natural. {completed} {I wrote this forever ago, I can tell you right now it embarrasses me} {very childish lol} {randomly fixing things but it seems like a lost cause}

It all started with a harmless little wish. Now, Christie is stuck in Hell. Now, Christie has a new job; to kill, to murder, and to torture. Now, Christie is Satan's Little Helper. ||-:-:-:-:-:-|| Ranked #1 in Satan (as of 30 March 2020) Warning: This book may contain mature themes. Read at your own discretion. Copyright © 2015 by Sydney W. All rights reserved.

I go by Artemis Blythe. I'm an ex-soldier turned murderer. I was charged with thirty murders and was subsequently sentenced to death. Preceding my execution, in a twist of fate, I was reborn in a child's body in a dog eat dog world ruled by two factions: Righteous and Demonic. I had two abilities in my arsenal: One let me cheat death, the other strengthened me the more I killed. I had two goals: One was to destroy the Righteous faction in its entirety, the second was to enjoy the hunt. I was named after the Goddess of the Hunt after all. Now that I was in a world where murder was validated and not outlawed, it would surely be nothing less than good time. No kindness. No selflessness. No altruism. Just acting on self-interest. There wasn't a single good bone in my body. Only pure, condensed, unadulterated evil.

Someone once asked me: if I were to be reborn one time what would I want to be? I answered, "General" Because I like it when girls are tough and yes, no need for the romance part because, in the end, guys prefer girls who need to be protected. Little did I know my wish could come true when I got run over by a car one day and woke up as an infant the next day. DISCLAIMER! NONE OF THE IMAGES I'VE USED IN THIS STORY IS MINE. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATORS TO WHICH I ADDED REFERENCES IF I FOUND THEM (MOST OF THEM ARE FROM PINTEREST AND GOOGLE IMAGES). I AM JUST THE WRITER AND THIS IS MY FIRST ORIGINAL STORY. THIS STORY IS ALSO AVAILABLE IN POPINK! PLEASE CHECK IT OUT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO GIVE SOME SUPPORT :) Highest rankings: No.1 in General No.1 in Reincarnate Mo.2 in Female protagonist No.3 in Reborn

Cassandra Cole and her sister Samantha were perfectly normal college students. Until they were kidnapped by a rogue organization that claimed they were the products of a couple of magical power houses and not to mention, destined to save the world. Now they're working against a powerful enemy, Caine, who wants their special talents for himself. But which one of the Cole sisters should he really be after? Cute guys, an epic battle, and magic powers. What more could a girl ask for?

It happened every month; on every second Sunday, at exactly 11:59 P.M. the screams would start, echoing around the world like a dreadful reminder. Anyone, human or not, who heard the screams of pain and terror would know that once again, The Event had started. Routines were the same everywhere. Mothers would usher their children into their homes, whether big or small, while fathers and father figures alike would silently protect and pray; pray that The Even never hit their towns or came near their families. Children under twelve years of age would be left curious, once again wondering about what had caused the shrill screams and why. If above the age of twelve, children would join their fathers in praying silently in their hearts; for they knew the consequences of The Event. But there was always one category of people that prayed the most, hoped the hardest, and worried constantly. During The Event, one could often find females, between the ages of thirteen and twenty-one sitting in corners, surrounded by those who would give their lives to protect them. Tears would be rolling down their cheeks as even their screwed shut eyes leaked them. Most would bite their lip in order to contain sobs, so hard that often, there were also small, thin streams of the dark liquid tumbling down their chins. The terror they felt, naked and strong on their faces, made it hard for anyone to lay their eyes on the females during The Event. They had everything to fear, because they were the ones being hunted. It happened every month; on every second Sunday, at exactly 11:59 P.M. the screams would start. And then, at precisely midnight, the screams would silence immediately, letting the world know that The Event was over for the moment. Everyone knew that, somewhere, a girl between the ages of thirteen and twenty-one had been taken, and would never be seen again in history. This time, that unlucky girl just happened to be me.

"They are so... dead," Theara look up from her bloodied hands and grabbed a fistfull of her hair as she shuddered. "I killed them?" she angled her head as she observed her classmates' corpses with fascination. "I know this looks bad Levi, but I had to do it." "No, you really didn't," he clenched his jaw in attempt to hold down his rage as he leaned down to close his best friend's eyes. His icy blue eyes narrowed as they searched her pale green eyes skeptically. "There is no way you can sugercoat what you just did, Theara. And then on top of it all, your excuse is nothing short of crazy. You're a murderer." She wanted to argue, but the evidence spoke for itself. She was a mess. Vulnerable. Fragile had never been so lethal. And she was had the audacity to enjoy her new found, murderous power. ◇ ◇ ◇ The quaint lake town of Old Linden's skeletons come tumbling out when Moss Vale's anomalies start leaking out in the broader society and wreak havoc on life as they knew it. On the outside she looks like the every day teenager just trying to survive the last year of school, but in reality Theara Carter is genetic tampering at its worst, a by product of greed, science and miscalculations.

She's strong, powerful and full of rage. No one can win over her, she is everything and have every power. People fear her, Envy her.She can destroy and create anything. She's not afraid of Anything. SHE Is THE QUEEN OF DARKNESS BUT... She also have a weakness, a weakness she only know except for her friends and the weakness itself. He has passed her territory, He is in the planet, He is coming for her...Will she let him ruin her, I don't think so.... BUT.... IS he here to ruin her as she thought, is he here for ruining, and most of all WILL HE RUIN HER?! STORY BY HABO-J, ONE OF MY OWN STORIES.