Are The Metaphysical Properties Of Onyx Linked To Ancient Traditions?

After a year on the run, Quinn finds herself in the small town of Beaver Falls, working as a bartender, the only skill she knows. But Beaver Falls isn’t exactly your normal small town, and Quinn is about to learn that she has stumbled onto the only place that can save her from her ex. Not only will it provide her with the protection she needs, but it also holds the key to who she really is, and the man that she is destined to be with.

Liora An orphan with no memory of who she once was, Liora’s life changes the night a tragic accident rips her from the human world and casts her into a realm of ancient fae magic. Alone and disoriented, she awakens in a kingdom of glowing crystals and whispering forests, carrying only fragments of dreams she cannot place. Yet beneath her quiet confusion lies resilience. Liora is not fragile. The magic of this new world responds to her in ways no one can explain, hinting that her lost past may be far more powerful—and dangerous—than she realizes. Corin Corin is the warrior who finds Liora broken and frightened in a world that would have swallowed her whole. He becomes her protector, her guide, and the first person to make her feel safe. Their love grows fiercely and quickly—born from survival, trust, and shared hope. But their happiness is short-lived. When the Shadow Demon King rises, Corin stands between darkness and the woman he loves… and pays the ultimate price. The Shadow Demon King Ruthless. Cold. Bound to Liora by fate itself. The Shadow Demon King is her destined mate—and her greatest enemy. He seeks to destroy her kingdom and crush any weakness within himself, including the bond that ties him to her. Yet the deeper his hatred burns, the stronger the pull between them becomes.

In a world where the moon shattered and the strong devoured the weak, Neoma Solstice is nothing. A scentless Null. A ghost. A mistake. Until the day she saves a dying Lycan warrior with a touch, and her secret is revealed: she's Void-Born, the rarest mutation in existence. The same power that makes her invisible makes her invaluable—a living weapon that can cure the incurable Feral Rot plaguing the Lycan Ascendancy. Captured and collared, Neoma is forced to serve as "Tether" to Unit Vanguard: four elite soldiers on the brink of madness. Barzil, the ruthless Commander who sees her as a mission. Wolfy, the cold Tactician who sees her as a puzzle. Viggo, the feral Berserker who sees her as salvation. Guller, the fallen Priest who sees her as redemption. They own her contract. They control her life. They swear she's just a tool. But tools don't make their masters kneel. As Neoma's power grows, so does the threat she poses to the regime that enslaved her. When the prophesied Blood Moon rises, she'll have to choose: remain the Ascendancy's battery, or become the Void that devours them whole. Some bonds are forged in blood. Some in magic. Theirs was forged in desperation—and it might be the only thing strong enough to save a dying world. The Obsidian Covenant is a dark dystopian reverse harem romance featuring a morally gray FMC, four obsessive MLs, found family dynamics, enemies-to-lovers, rejected mate redemption, and a slow-burn that explodes into high heat. Perfect for fans of The Cruel Prince meets Den of Vipers in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. No choosing. No apologies. No mercy.

After discovering her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend, Maritza travels to Egypt alone, hoping to leave her broken heart behind. But one unexpected accident changes everything. A single drop of her blood awakens an ancient prophecy, sending her three thousand years into the past—where she is mistaken for a witch and hunted by those who fear her. Only one man recognizes the truth. Pharaoh Kharef, the most feared ruler of Ancient Egypt. As palace conspiracies, forbidden magic, and forgotten gods begin to stir, Maritza must find a way back to her own time... or risk becoming the queen history was never meant to remember. Some destinies are written in the stars. Hers was written in blood.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Long before the heavens were divided by war, the gods ruled openly, and every ten thousand years they fought in the Ranking of the Gods—a divine contest where victors gained territories, worshippers, and unimaginable power, while the defeated lost everything... even their names. Born from a forbidden affair between the ambitious High Goddess of Radiance and a fallen, rankless god, Nysera should never have existed. Abandoned at birth. Sold for sacrifice by her own father. Raised in the temple of Malzareth, the High God of Corruption, she spends seven thousand years as nothing more than a nameless servant, enduring cruel experiments, torture, and humiliation. Her only comfort comes from the forgotten creatures she secretly rescues—an abandoned shadow hound and a wounded crow. Everything changes when a whispered secret awakens the power sleeping within her soul. Her true Divine Authority is unlike any the heavens have ever known. Every truth she hears grants her fragments of memories, forgotten skills, hidden emotions, and glimpses of fate itself. To the oldest gods, it is a power erased from history... a Forbidden Authority. As Nysera uncovers its Seven Seals, ancient beings begin to stir beneath the foundations of heaven, while the gods who abandoned her unknowingly awaken the greatest threat their world has ever feared. In a world where power is bought with betrayal and the innocent are sacrificed for ambition, Nysera swears one unbreakable law: "The innocent deserve shelter and the truth. The wicked deserve punishment." To keep that promise, she must climb the Ranking of the Gods, uncover the oldest secret in creation, and become the one goddess the heavens were never meant to remember.

My stepmother—my father's new mate—demanded the code to the safe. The safe that held my mother’s moonstone amulet. I ignored her. I was too busy preparing for the pack's centennial blessing ceremony. Not long after, she sent a second text: "Since you wouldn't reply, I had someone force it open. The stone is way too big, though. I'm having it cut down so it looks good on me." I dropped the candlestick, shifted, and tore off toward home. But I was too late. The moonstone lay shattered in the middle of the living room. Its lunar warmth was gone. Heartbroken, I roared, "That belonged to my mother! How dare you touch it?" Livia lounged on the sofa, lazily filing her nails. She didn't even bother to look up. "I needed a necklace to match my dress for tomorrow. You didn't text back, so I handled it myself. Stop being so dramatic." "Dramatic? Do you know what that was? It wasn't just my mother's, it was—" Boom. Alpha aura slammed into me like a mountain. My legs gave out instantly. My father—Marcus, the Alpha of our pack—stood before me. His golden wolf eyes shrank with fury. "Your mother has been dead for twenty years! Why do you keep bringing her up just to upset Livia? Show some respect to your Luna!" I stared at them, fighting the agony tearing through my wolf. Livia let out a bored yawn. My father shot me a look of pure disgust. Hands shaking, I let out a cold laugh. They had no idea. That amulet wasn't just my mother's legacy. It was the pack’s only conduit to the Moon Goddess for the centennial ceremony. Without it, the entire pack was doomed.