Candy Cane Legend Printable Novels & Stories

His heart was about to burst off its ribcage from the amount of continuous consternation he suffered since the drive to the hospital after he receives the catastrophic news about his wife. Ace Taylor the renowned businessman, world-famous pharmaceutical tycoon, and eminent top textile industrialist of the United States dashed through the entrance of Breach Candy hospital. His eyes searching for the reception flurried as drops of sweat settle down on his forehead even on the biting cold night of mid-December. He slaps the desk on tenterhooks unable to form the right words to gain the attention of the middle-aged lady sitting at the entrance. She raises her head to embrace the attention and her eyes were on stalks to receive the striking Aphrodite who only could be anyone's dream watching on big screens and business magazines standing right in front of her. "My wife...Scarlet Taylor..." "Yes sir..yes sir" the receptionist scurried on her speech and looked through her monitor. "Burns case, room number 13, straight from left Dr. Shahnaaz Hussain is treating her. You can speak..." Ace raced in that direction leaving the receptionist hanging on her words. "Scarlet?" His eyes left red with unshed tears as he shook his wife awake. Scarlet opened her eyes and stared at the man standing in front of her dolorous. "Who are you?"

In a world where magical beings are hunted to extinction, Ember is the last known Phoenix gifted with the power of rebirth and fire, she’s a force of legend feared by many and coveted by those in power. After her latest rebirth, she wakes disoriented, with no memory of her past life’s, in the ruins of a burned out city. Hail, a dangerous bounty hunter bound by a cursed contract finds her. He’s been tasked with delivering her to a shadowy organization that tends to use her powers or destroy her. But as they journey together, he begins to question his mission. Drawn to her fiery spirit even as he battles his own demons.

There was a river that ran through our village. According to the legend, a river god dwelled in its depths, and every month on the 15th, the village had to send a young woman to enter the water and serve him. At first, everything seemed normal. After their service to the river god, the women would return to shore, go home, and eventually marry and start families. But this year, the peace was shattered. Every woman who spent the night with the river god turned up dead, their naked bodies floating to the surface. I secretly watched as they retrieved the corpses twice. The evidence of the violation was horrific. This month, I was selected. I had been chosen to marry the river god.

Dr. Ivy Smythe left Heath Allan the day before they graduated from university after they'd fought long and hard about her having an affair. He wouldn't accept her word over the stories he'd been told and the photographic evidence. Heath didn't believe she would leave and was stunned when she disappeared. Now, eight years later, he finds her working in the museum, where he's the new CFO, and she's got a little boy who looks like him. She's also walking with a cane and giving him the cold shoulder. His family's money and influence originally created this mess when his mother set her sights on him marrying another woman. Back then, he did what his parents wanted and married Monica. After the wedding, he discovered Ivy wasn't the gold digger, as his mother and Monica portrayed her. Monica was. Now Monica is fighting the divorce, and Ivy won't admit Geoffrey is his son. Does he have any hope of fixing this? He wants to be his son's father and make things right with Ivy. Will she take him back? He knows Monica won't slip away into the shadows peacefully. He's sure Monica will attempt to manipulate things again to push Ivy out of Heath's life. Read on to find out what Ivy will do when the Cat Fight for the Billionaire Daddy goes for a second round. Will she forgive him for the sake of their son? Does she still love him? What would she do with Monica if she could have her revenge on her?

It’s end of October 1985 and the crumbling river town of Dubois, Iowa is shocked by the gruesome murder of one of the pillars of the community. Detective David Carlson has no motive, no evidence, and only one lead: the macabre local legend of “Boris Orlof,” a late night horror movie host who burned to death during a stage performance at the drive-in on Halloween night twenty years ago and the teenage loner obsessed with keeping his memory alive. The body count is rising and the darkness that hangs over the town grows by the hour. Time is running out as Carlson desperately chases shadows into a nightmare world of living horrors. On Halloween the drive-in re-opens at midnight for a show no one will ever forget. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Ji An Ling, often referred to as blue rose was given the job of assassinating the business legend Mu Zeyan She was notorious for her vixens like beauty, bitchy attitude, and her abilities. He was well-known for his clean private life, money, and ruthlessness. They were entangled with each other. One day he handed over a marriage certificate to her and arrogantly declared "You are mine" "Mu ZeYan One day, Maybe not today yet one day I will teach you a lesson of ethics" she warned him in anger and tore the marriage certificate apart. "Don't worry, I still have the real one with me". NOTE: This Cover belongs to freepik.com. It is not mine

BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS Palermo does not forgive. Neither does it forget. When Guerrero Valenti, the feared leader of the Vikings, vanished, the city exhaled a dangerous calm—but only for a moment. In the shadows, enemies waited. Rivals sharpened their knives. And one woman bore a secret that could ignite every street in the city. Lucia Romano carried the child of a man who had disappeared into legend and rumor. A son who had not been claimed, not protected, not named. The city whispered of him with venom: the bastard of the Vikings. The boy was fragile, but he was a storm waiting to erupt. And every night, Palermo tested him. Masked men tried to snatch him from his crib. Fire, steel, and blood became his lullabies. Yet he survived. Every threat only sharpened his instincts, every scream hardened his mother’s resolve. But whispers spread faster than steel through the night—rumors of a man returning. A shadow that would claim everything, sparking fear in every heart: Guerrero Valenti. The father who abandoned him. The legend whose name alone commands obedience. The storm that will rise, carrying vengeance, blood, and fire. And when he comes, Every man who dared call the bastard his enemy will fall. Every street, every roof, every whispered corner will bow to the son of Guerrero Valenti or be washed in blood. This is the story of survival. Of fire and steel. Of a mother and her son. Of a father’s return. Even the earth is getting ready to absorb blood … the blood of those who call the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD", and collect necks........the necks of those fallen by the sword of GUERRERO VALANTI. And upon his return Heads will bow to the one they called a BASTARD .

Legend tells of the hidden wolf-people who live among the forests. They have mighty claws, large teeth and become human with the moon. But, to Lucia Perez, the wolf-people are a myth her grandmother told her during her childhood to scare her into going to bed. When Lucia discovers her best friend, Cody Colfax turns into one when the moon is full; things get complicated. When Cody mysteriously goes missing, and Lucia gets blamed for his murder, many unfortunate events have her fearing for her life. A mysterious ghost haunts the citizens of St. Maria and creates a rift between the human world and the spirit one. When the two worlds are unbalanced, Lucia finds herself going on an impossible quest to end the reign of terror on St. Maria.

Prior to that day, she had never been so hopeless in her life. In any case, when she was in the most humiliating circumstance, the nonsensical man she met ended up being the legend of M city. He was rich, amazing, attractive, and he had a unique association with her… She was orchestrated to go on a prearranged meet-up. The two kids cried and called her: "Daddy beats us, help!" She hurried over in sweat, while the man was remunerating those two kids for their incredible acting abilities with huge drumsticks ... She indignantly said, "Alex, my prearranged meet-up has been obliterated by you!" The man said in a soft tone, "I'm the dad of the kid. Assuming you need to get hitched, shouldn't I be the best option?"

Once there was a king and a queen with three lovely daughters. The youngest, Psyche, was so beautiful, so fair of face and form that she was revered throughout the land, and the people of her kingdom reached out to touch her as she passed. No suitors dared to cross her doorstep. So highly was she worshiped that Psyche was deeply lonely. Her beauty became legend, far and wide, and it was not long before words reached the ears of Venus. Tales of the young princess enraged the jealous goddess, and she made plans to dispose of her. Venus called upon her own daughter, Cupid to do her bidding. It was meant to be a quick mission except Cupid did not expect to find herself entranced by the same passion she inflicted on others. |Note: This is a lesbian retelling of the Roman Mythology, not Greek|