Novel Flow

"Are you still afraid of me Medusa?" His deep voice send shivers down my spine like always. He's too close for me to ignore. Why is he doing this? He's not supposed to act this way. What the hell? Better to be straight forward Med! I gulped down the lump formed in my throat and spoke with my stern voice trying to be confident. "Yes, I'm scared of you, more than you can even imagine." All my confidence faded away within an instant as his soft chuckle replaced the silence. Jerking me forward into his arms he leaned forward to whisper into my ear. "I will kiss you, hug you and bang you so hard that you will only remember my name to sa-, moan. You will see me around a lot baby, get ready your therapy session to get rid off your fear starts now." He whispered in his deep husky voice and winked before leaving me alone dumbfounded. Is this how your death flirts with you to Fuck your life!? There's only one thing running through my mind. Lifting my head up in a swift motion and glaring at the sky, I yelled with all my strength. "FUC* YOU AUTHOR!" ~~~~~~~~~ What if you wished for transmigating into a Novel just for fun, and it turns out to be true. You transimigated but as a Villaness who died in the end. A death which is lonely, despicable and pathetic. Join the journey of Kiara who Mistakenly transmigates into a Novel. Will she succeed in surviving or will she die as per her fate in the book. This story is a pure fiction and is based on my own imagination.

Trapped by her own family, betrayed by her pack, and branded a traitor, Nova Lawrence’s only hope is to survive until her eighteenth birthday—when her wolf will awaken and she can finally run. But when a cruel twist lands her in a nightmarish asylum, Nova’s world shatters. Tortured and alone, she discovers a hidden strength: a wolf gifted early by the Moon Goddess, and a destiny far greater than she ever imagined. Rescued by the boy she once loved—and the royal brothers she never knew—Nova is thrust into a world of power, secrets, and ancient conspiracies. As she fights to heal and reclaim her life, Nova must unravel the truth behind her kidnapping, confront the darkness at the heart of werewolf society, and decide who she can trust with her heart. But when the mate bond she thought was lost proves unbreakable, and a sinister plot threatens the kingdom’s future, Nova faces her greatest challenge yet. Can she rise from the ashes of her past to become the leader—and the legend—she was born to be? A story of survival, found family, and the courage to fight for justice, "Nova" is a gripping fantasy of resilience, romance, and hope.

Adventure, romance, assassins! Alex and Jack run from trouble across the surface of the dusty Earth while deep in the Undersea, the life they left behind tries to drag them back under.Alex, a Delta Six hybrid, finds an unlikely companion in a human man, Jack, while on a mission to steal the Athena file. Alex withholds the file to elicit help from Jack and they set out on an adventure across the Surface. Their relationship is tenuous until a device mysteriously links them together. Now, running from Alphas, an elite group of hybrid assassins, Alex and Jack must weather the hostile surface of the planet to reach their common goal. They soon find they can't both have the thing they want most, but also can't seem to let each other go.FLUX Series is created by Ava Altair an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Romance and vampire fans will love this story... After three hundred years of running from the vampire who created her, Kira finds solace, aide, and love in the arms of a human... but, for how long? Running from the vampire that made her, Kira gets aid from a magical friend by being placed in a magical coma for 300 years. When it's time to retrieve her from her hiding place, the witch solicits the aid of a few men on a hunting trip. Sparks fly and love is in the air the minute one of the men sets eyes on her. With the evil vampire still searching for her, will he be able to keep her safe? Filled with exciting action and thrills, EMERGENCE is a story that will keep you turning pages right up to the end!

"Now that's done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” In order to save the person he loves, Anderson decided to use whatever means necessary. That resolve took him towards a path he never thought was possible. The story is a little slow but it is quite the fun read. Hope you will join us on our journey with Anderson and his road to survival and power.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of sound that latched onto your spine and refused to let go. She checked the signal jammer at her hip. Still blinking. Still active. Not for long. They were tracking her. She moved fast — boots silent over broken glass, slipping through the breach in an old laundromat’s wall. Her body moved from muscle memory now: slide through, duck left, over the washer, don’t look at the corpse slumped by the dryer. Out the back. Up the fire escape. On the rooftop, she halted. Not alone. Someone was already there — silhouetted against the bleeding sunset. Combat jacket. Short - cropped hair. Pulse rifle slung casually over one shoulder like it weighed nothing. Like this was just another rooftop, just another war. “Don’t move,” the voice snapped. She lifted her hands slowly. “I’m clean.” “Everyone says that.” “Scan me.” beat. Then the girl stepped forward, rifle still raised but gaze locked in. Dark eyes, sharp, searching — not just for weapons, but tells. Fear. Lies. She lowered the rifle half an inch. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” That wasn’t the line she expected.