A Goddess Gifted by Fate
Zelena spent her life as a punching bag—for her father’s fists, for her classmates’ cruelty. Survival was her only purpose… until he walked in.
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Gunner is everything she shouldn’t dare to want: towering, devastatingly handsome, with piercing blue eyes that strip away her defenses. He shouldn’t have noticed her—a shadow in a world that had long since discarded her. Yet he sees her. Truly sees her.
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But why? Why would a man like him risk everything to shield her from the darkness? As their connection deepens, Zelena uncovers a terrifying truth—one that forces her to question not just Gunner’s motives, but the very essence of what she is…
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This title includes scenes of abuse, extreme violence, mutilation, bullying, torture, death and sexual activities. **********************************
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“Mine” I growled lowly as I inserted my finger. I want to make this last. She was warm and moist, her skin soft and inviting. She put her arm over my back, digging her nails into my skin, she pulled me down so that my body was on top of her. “More” she whispered biting onto my earlobe. She tugged at my boxers pulling them down over my ass, I slid them down my legs to my ankles and kicked them off. My throbbing erection was pressed against her dripping s*x. I kissed her mouth rough and fast, taking her tongue in my mouth and giving her mine. “Are you ready?” I whispered...
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Chapter: Chapter 467 - EpilogueZelena.Gunner’s arms came around my stomach, and he leaned his chin on my shoulder.“You okay?” he asked softly.“I’m good” I answered and reached up to tap his cheek. He turned his face and kissed the palm of my hand.“You were crying again” he said, like I hadn’t already known that.“Well, pregnant ladies cry, Mighty Alpha” I quipped and turned to face him with a smirk. He didn’t answer me right away, just gazed down at me.“You sure you’re alright?” he asked more gently. He cupped my cheek, and I leaned into his touch.“I’m fine. Thinking of Cole and Tobias just makes me sad sometimes”. Gunner smiled sadly and ran his thumb over the corner of my mouth.“Me too” he said softly before leaning in to press a soft kiss to my waiting lips.“I love you” I said, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes.“I love you more” he smiled back.“It’s not a competition” I grumbled and pinched his pec. He laughed and rubbed at the spot.“It’s not. There’s just more of you to love” he cooed and droppe
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-04
Chapter: Chapter 466 - The EndZelena.Grief is difficult. It’s a hard feeling to navigate. With the addition of my bouts of guilt and regret, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to find my way through it. If I’m honest, I’m still working my way through it. Every new day is different from the last. It’s strange, really. One day, I will be fine, filled with happiness and joy, enjoying my family and my life. The next, something as simple as hearing the term ‘Little One’ will set me off on hours of crying and wishing for things to be different. Grief is weird. It’s true when people say that you never actually get over the pain, you just learn to live with it. Not being alone with my pain is a huge help. Gunner and I are both working through our grief. Everyone is. Losing Cole, Tobias, and Aurora. Plus, Cleo and all the other fighters who sacrificed their lives. Those losses hit us all really hard.Even with all that loss, we’ve gained a lot as well. Thanks to Aurora, the hunters are basically extinct. A special team of Wer
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Chapter: Chapter 465 - My EverythingWhiskey.“What’s happening to me?” I asked myself as I squeezed my arms around my body. I feel so... so empty.“I took your wolf” a voice came from behind me. I whirled around and stood up at the same time. Zelena stood a few steps away from me, with Gunner close at her side, his hand holding her hip protectively.“You what?” I blanched. She took my wolf, how is that possible?“I took your wolf. You’re not a Were anymore” Zelena answered immediately.“How do you feel, Whiskey?” Gunner asked, his voice was hard and angry. I ran my hands over my body, feeling the bumps of my scars and the strong muscles undeath my skin. I still feel the same, physically, at least. But inside, it doesn’t feel right. I’ve never been one for emotions, not unless that emotion is anger, of course. But my chest was tight with the need to cry. My mind was swimming with thoughts and feelings. Feelings I have never felt before, feelings I never thought I would feel, ever. I want a hug. I want to lie down and cry
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Chapter: Chapter 464 - It's GoneWhiskey.I flew for her again, tackling her around the waist. We rolled and tumbled through the sky as I punched and punched at her face and body. Zelena grunted and huffed with each blow that I landed, but she didn’t scream. That alone was enough to set my anger over the edge. I pulled the power to my hands and formed Sai blades out of black ice. I stabbed at Zelena’s stomach and smirked as I felt the blade slice deep into her abdomen. She screamed in pain, which only made my smirk grow to a full smile. I pulled the blade out and stabbed again, drawing another scream from the witch. I couldn’t help myself, I twisted the blade and laughed manically. I reefed my blade back, and as I went to stab again, I was blocked. The blade evaporated in my hand, and the blue light that surrounded Zelena brightened.My body was suddenly engulfed in an air-constricting hold, and I was pulled away from Zelena. I watched in disgust as the electric swirls of light smothered Zelena. They washed over her
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Chapter: Chapter 463 - I Want To Save YouWhiskey.I couldn’t wait, I reformed the swords of ice into one long spear and charged again, this time aiming for Zelena. Before the tip of the spear was able to pierce her heart, I was stopped. The spear in my grip evaporated, and my body was lifted off the ground. The dragon’s wings flapped as they lifted us into the air, not stopping until we were high above the trees. I tried to break free from Zelena’s hold, just like I did last time. But I couldn’t move, not even a wiggle of my finger. I shifted my gaze from the ground to Zelena and then my body. The hold on me wasn’t invisible this time. No, this time, my body was being held firmly in the grip of a giant dragon’s talon. I snarled at Zelena, who was floating just in front of me in the centre of the dragon’s glow. As I took her in, I saw the differences in her. Her eyes were now glowing a bright yellow with swirls of blue. She looked strong and powerful. Her arm was outstretched towards me, looking like she was holding something
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Chapter: Chapter 462 - Let's Do ThisWhiskey.I squared my shoulders and re-clenched my fists. The snarl on my face was for me, for my own disgust. How could I be so naïve, so stupid, even to entertain the idea? My lips curled back, and a rumbling growl bubbled up from my chest.“Let’s do this” I snapped as I leapt forward, colliding my fist with the corner of Gunner’s chin. He stumbled back from the blow but quickly recovered. We traded punches as the both of us moved about the clearing. I imagine it would have looked like a well choreographed dance. I must admit, Gunner was well trained. He’s big and a little clumsy, and he could not match my speed, but he has power behind his hits. He is not at my level of combat, but he still managed to land a few good hits.Gunner was leading in for an uppercut, I ducked in the last second and drove an ice dagger into his abdomen. He grunted and stumbled back, quickly pulling the shard from his body before it evaporated into smoke. I pushed off the ground and flew through the air, c
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-04
The Devil's Broken Doll
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“You see yourself as ordinary,” he said softly. “But entire worlds have crumbled and come apart for far less than a woman of your beauty.”
He pushed his horn further again, filling her another inch. Her flame flared white-hot behind her ribs. Begging, pleading, clawing.
“That’s it, my little whore. You like that, don’t you?” he preened against the corner of her mouth.
His voice hit her harder than the horn. Dirty, cruel, worshipful. The word whore sent heat spiralling down her spine, making her clench around the invasion. She hated the word. She loved how he said it.
“Please…” She started. He squeezed her throat, cutting off the rest of her words. Her breath hitched violently at the pressure, but she surrendered to the feeling.
“Unless you are about to beg me to fuck your ass harder with this horn, I don’t want to hear how you can’t take any more.” He growled, low and threatening. A wave of want crashed into her so hard she whimpered.
Adelaide should have been scared. In a way, she was. It wasn’t fear that made her heart pound, it was the terrifying realisation that she wanted exactly what he demanded. She wanted to feel the thickness of his horn deep inside her, wanted the stretch, the pain, the pleasure. She wanted all of what she knew he could give her.
She leaned her head back to run her tongue over the seam of his lips.
“Fuck me harder.” She said softly, the words barely a whisper. They carried the desperation, surrender, hunger, devotion, need. Her voice trembled with the weight of what she was giving him. Of what she was asking him to do to her.
He growled. The sound vibrated through her, deep and possessive.
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Chapter: Chapter 387 - Aggressive Peace(Adelaide & Cael) After some time, Adelaide drew a breath and said, “Test it.” Cael looked at her. “The bond?” “I refuse to walk all day pretending we’re not both thinking about it.” “We do not know what testing it might do.” “We also don’t know what ignoring it might do.” He could not argue with that. They paused beside a fallen trunk, its heart burned hollow by ancient fire, the blackened shell split wide to reveal a molten red seam pulsing like a vein beneath charred flesh. Adelaide drew her wings in, the heat radiating from them caressing Cael’s face from a distance, a warmth that threatened but never dared to scorch. He watched her, eyes lingering, measuring the risk against the hunger for understanding. “Start small,” he said. “Fine.” She closed her eyes. Cael waited. At first, nothing changed. The forest creaked around them, a low groan passing through the trees as wind moved somewhere above the smoke but did not reach the ground. Adelaide’s face tightened
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 386 - Ancient Things(Adelaide & Cael)They finished gathering what little they had, the burrow slowly losing its sense of sanctuary as movement replaced stillness. Cael checked the entrance before allowing her near it, his posture shifting into the familiar shape of vigilance, shoulders loose but ready, weight balanced, one hand hovering near the blade at his side. Adelaide noticed it with a new ache in her chest, because now she could feel the emotional texture beneath the movement. Not fear. Not doubt. A steady readiness that had become part of him through centuries of survival. At the threshold, she stopped. The forest waited beyond. The burned trees stood in blackened ranks, their trunks split and hollow, branches clawing skyward through drifting ash like the fingers of damned souls reaching for a heaven that had long since barred its gates. The light beyond the burrow was dim, colourless, filtered through smoke that hung low between the trees, silver-grey in places, rust-red where the earth st
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 385 - Written Things(Adelaide & Cael)The loss of contact rippled through them both, not pain, but a keen absence. A gentle severing of warmth, a sudden widening of air that felt like the world had grown colder in the space between heartbeats. Cael's gaze followed her for only a breath before he looked away with deliberate restraint, reaching for his discarded clothing. Adelaide felt the effort in him, not as rejection, but as discipline, and something in her chest tightened at the quiet respect of it. They dressed in silence for several moments. It was not awkward, not truly, though awareness haunted every movement. Adelaide drew her clothes back into place, the fabric rasping rougher against her skin, catching where heat had left her hypersensitive, as if her body still remembered the touch of fire. Her fingers moved more slowly than usual over buckles and seams, her mind drifting back to the red woven through her hair, to the dream, to the Queen’s spectral hand pressed against her chest and the u
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-06-26
Chapter: Chapter 384 - Poor Decisions(Adelaide & Cael)The unspoken realisation of fundamental change settled between them without language for a long moment, heavy and quiet and impossible to set aside, while Adelaide held the red strands of her hair between her fingers and Cael watched the colour shift beneath the low gold light of the burrow as though the fire itself had hidden inside her and chosen at last to show through. Neither of them moved immediately. The small hollow around them seemed to hold its breath, the packed-earth walls pressing close, the roots overhead tangled in dark knots that looked almost like ribs, bowed around a sleeping heart. Emberlight drifted through the cracks in thin, uneven veins, warming the shadows without banishing them, leaving the space soft-edged and intimate, still bearing the scent of heat, ash, skin, and something older that neither of them could name. It clung to the air in the aftermath of everything that had passed, not unpleasant, but undeniable, like the residue of a ri
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Chapter: Chapter 383 - Where The Threat Lies(Apollo)“Continue.” Apollo demanded.“They reached the Wilds faster than predicted. By the time our surviving forces reorganised after the battle, they had already established forward positions and begun moving toward the Ashen Dominion.” A flicker of irritation crossed Apollo's face. “Why weren't they intercepted?” The room fell briefly silent. Not from fear. From calculation. Malachar eventually answered. “Because the army spent the first day believing you might die.” The words landed harder than anything else spoken thus far. No one moved. No one spoke. Apollo simply stared at him. Malachar held the gaze. “You were unconscious. The command structure was fractured. Casualties exceeded expectations. The western divisions required immediate reinforcement. The wounded required evacuation. We did not have the numbers to pursue aggressively without risking a complete collapse of the line.” Apollo hated the explanation, mostly because it was reasonable. “The army?” “Rec
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-06-23
Chapter: Chapter 382 - Untraceable(Apollo)By the time he reached the throne room, the air itself felt thinner, stretched tight with anticipation as though the space understood what was coming before the doors even opened. They parted before him. Inside, the war council stilled. Several generals rose instinctively before realising they had already been standing. One advisor took an unconscious step backward. Another gripped the edge of the war table hard enough for his knuckles to pale beneath dark skin. None of them were looking at their king with relief. They were looking at him the way soldiers looked at an unstable siege engine that had suddenly begun moving again. The chamber stretched wide, obsidian floors reflecting fractured light from towering braziers that burned higher than they should have, reacting to the instability he carried with him. Above the central dais, projections of the battlefield hovered in layered constructs of gold and red, shifting lines of strategy suspended in magic that flickered
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