Mina Tiara

"P-please let me go, a-and I'll do a-anything e-even, if n-not saying a w-word about i-it." - Elliot. "Oh...Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. My sweet Bunny. Even if I let you go for now you're still my...prey. My prey. My bunny." - Luna. ~*~*~*~*~ Elliot Amell is a twenty year old new student at the University of Manitoba. He has cancer that he is fighting with and refuses to tell anyone. So, his childhood friend Park Sam only knows about his life threatening condition. With his childhood friend Park Sam; he goes into a new life whilst welcoming new friends and developing for the first time a huge crush on the 'Student Council's President' along the way in his journey of his new prestigious University, but not knowing the fact that his mere presence would be opening the doors to some unexpected and unbelievable yet horror-stricken threats. Later, that sweet boy falls victim to something sinister after witnessing something dark and horrendous, he shouldn't have. Elliot was scared for his life as his cancer was getting worse so, he got assured that he'll die one way or another before even completing his dream University as dreaming for a life ahead of university seemed only a vivid fragment of his imagination. Howbeit, life had other plans for the innocent and saccharine boy. When he finds himself falling in the hands of a brunette girl with prepossessing beauty who has been introduced as the Queen of the whole supernatural world and is after him because they share a very special, and a deep bond of which Elliot finds it difficult to understand. Queen is brutal, ferocious, ruthless and a murderer of innocent people whereas Elliot is a boy who would get easily scared from a bug even. Two very divergent worlds collide so expectedly by fate, but in much unexpected ways. Elliot is a mere human whilst the Queen is an immortal hybrid of werewolf and a vampire, but her powers don’t end there because she is far more than a hybrid of vampire, and a werewolf. That’s because no one knows that she is the daughter of Satan himself. And on top of that…she is Elliot’s first big fat crush and was soon to be his girlfriend. Elliot found it difficult to stay around the same girl and proceed with his relationship with her; that girl who kills anyone without even a second thought as he himself is very considerate, caring, loving and sensitive in both right, and wrong ways. However, his heart yearns for the Queen in the way that he feels like he’ll end up dying if he ever runs away from her. And she is the one who saved him from his cancer killing him and so, she is the only one who could take his life easily too. Elliot is her only bond mate even when soul-mates don’t exist, but his mate was decided from the very start. He has no say in that since he was born to tame the Queen’s dark merciless heart by his fragile, weak and caring heart. Elliot was bound to break…and he did. When everything was falling from the cliff in Elliot’s life; he got exposed to more threats. Threats from which only the Queen could keep him safe. Later, Elliot was exposed to the truth that he was the last and the lost doppelganger to ever exist in the world. He was also the last doppelganger in the line of the doppelgangers which meant that no other doppelganger would come after Elliot; not even of some other person. The elder witches were after the last doppelganger; who was the last one alive and on top of that he was a virgin even after finding his mate so, it made him more vulnerable, and perfect for the sacrifice that those elder witches were keen in doing so. Furthermore, werewolves' leader wanted to mate with the Queen so, he joined hands with the witches in order to take Elliot out of the picture. However, neither the witches nor the werewolves knew who they were fighting with. That’s because the Queen was also known as the ‘meaning of death.’ She was barbarous and diabolical in a lot of ways. Everyone saw her as the hybrid of vampire and a werewolf, but they never were able to find out about her darkest concealed side. That side which made her thirsty for blood. Because whosoever, encountered that side of the Queen; never got to see the next daylight. So, her being the daughter of Satan remained concealed till the very end. After all…she was made the Queen of the whole supernatural world for a reason. The Queen could do anything for Elliot because his innocence gave her warmth and love. Those two things…she forgot how they felt.

I never thought I'd end up like this, accidentally pregnant with the most powerful and notorious Alpha Dragon's child from a one-night stand. Yes, DRAGON, and before that, everyone thought he was a werewolf. * Again, the voice echoed in my mind. "Mate," it murmured, sending shivers down my spine. "Who's there?" I demanded, my voice trembling. Panic bubbled up inside me, causing my breath to hitch and my pulse to race. "Lyra," a deep, sultry voice called out from the shadows. A tall, broad-shouldered figure emerged, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. He was powerfully built. Bigger than my dad at six feet, he had to be at least four inches above that. Fear threatened to consume me, but as I stared into his eyes, a strange sense of comfort washed over me. * Lyra, the daughter of Alpha, is resented by her father for her mother's difficult birth. As a wolfless one, under stepsister's trick, betrayed by her boyfriend, ostracized by her parents, and eventually expelled from the pack. Amazingly, after leaving, she undergoes a rare shift and becomes a precious White Wolf. Ryan, a former prisoner of war and victim of bullying within Lyra's pack, has endured unimaginable hardships that have made him the most powerful leader of his own pack. Fate plays a role and the Moon goddess arranges them to be each other's destined mates. Despite Ryan's hatred for her, it is clear that he is not seeking revenge, but rather to conquer Lyra. From the moment they are reunited, the game begins. The trap of her fated alpha king.

Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research. She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family. She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison. But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family. In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself. As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization. She just sneered at them. No way! This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her. Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day. She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.

Once the cherished heiress of the Douglas family, she lost everything when her parents were brutally murdered and she was framed by her own blood. Labeled a criminal, she was cast into prison with no one to trust and nothing to her name. Six years later, she returns-not as a broken woman, but as the Scarlet Valkyrie, the deadliest warrior in all of Juzora. Her aim is flawless, her signature weapon Manjusaka strikes without mercy, and her name alone sends tremors through the underworld. With one hand, she saves her ailing grandmother with the precision of a master healer. With the other, she takes down Draco City's most ruthless criminals. But her true purpose is vengeance. Every debt owed, every wound inflicted, every lie told-she will settle them all, with interest. The war goddess has returned. And the ones who wronged her are about to learn what it means to face the wrath of a legend.

Rong Qiyue had a fulfilling life. She ran a successful restaurant, had an adorable son, and was happily married… or so she thought. Murdered by her husband and his secret mistress, she finds herself reborn as Hua Qiyue, the daughter of a famous general. After rescuing her son, Tianci, from those who destroyed her, she discovers a hidden world, where she meets the charming, but villainous, Tianpi. He declares her his student and teaches her powerful spells to use against those who would do her harm. Shoved into a world of politics, magic, and constant deception, how far will Hua Qiyue go to protect herself and those she loves?

Chole never thought she wanted a mate, that was until she was rejected by her fated one.When he rejects her for the girl who has spent most of their teen years bullying her. Chloe thinks her life is over.After pulling herself together, she's blessed with a second chance.Stumbling onto a secret that could make her even more powerful than she was before. Chloe will face dangers and passion that she's never been through before. But, will she be able to find her own happily ever after?

Cassie was used as a scapegoat by her father to pay for his deceit with the vampire king, who sought to destroy the village of Helvetia. Dragged away by the vampire soldiers, Cassie is taken to their kingdom. Will she survive in this dangerous new world, or will she be consumed by the weight of her father's sins? Watch as Cassie navigates life in the vampire kingdom, facing challenges and discovering what lies ahead.

I am a maid in the minister's residence and was sent to the study because of my lack of education. Just because the minister was in a good mood one day and talked to me more, and even gave me a sachet as a reward, the jealous Theresa, who is also a minister, thought that I had an affair with him. She pretended to arrange for me to marry into a good family, but actually sold me to a whorehouse. I suffered torture and contracted a serious illness, died with resentment and pain, but found myself reborn on the day I was assigned to be a maid again. Since heaven has given me a chance to live again, I will not be polite and will definitely make Theresa, the minister, taste the feeling of being trampled by thousands of people!

The comforting warmth of my newborn son, Thomas, at my side filled the room, a perfect solace after days of exhaustive labor. Maria Sanchez, my trusted housekeeper' s daughter, appeared at the doorway, her smile wide and seemingly benevolent, holding out a thermos of her mother' s special chicken broth. But that smile, that very broth, triggered a horrifying flood of memories that weren't dreams at all-they were a past life I had lived, suffered, and died in. In that chilling reality, Maria wasn't a friend; she was a cunning puppeteer who used innocent-looking chicken trinkets to steal my healthy baby, erase my very name, and shackle me to a monstrous husband named Julian Vance. I remembered every agonizing detail: drinking that "revitalizing" broth had been the first step in a meticulously cruel scheme that resulted in Maria swapping her sickly infant for my perfect Thomas just days after his birth. My existence became a living hell, a gilded cage where I wasted away, powerless, betrayed by all I held dear, until my premature, miserable death. The fresh agony of that past life' s betrayal, the icy grip of her deception, ignited a cold, unyielding fire within me that burned away any trace of exhaustion or fear. How could I have been so utterly blind, so heartbreakingly naive, to allow such a predatory serpent into my home, unknowingly consuming the very poison that would destroy me? But now, I was Sarah Miller reborn, alive and aware, standing on the precipice of a second chance in this very moment. As Maria reached out with the steaming bowl, believing she held the trump card, she had no idea that I was already steps ahead, ready to shatter her world just as she had shattered mine.

My name is Elena. Or it was. Now, I am just a cold memory clinging to our lake house in the Adirondacks. For three years, I' ve watched the garden turn wild, a monument to my forgotten life. Then, an expensive black SUV crunched up the gravel driveway, instantly recognizable as Liam' s. Liam, my husband, stepped out, a stranger in a tailored suit, here for one twisted reason. He was here to force me to give Chloe, his mistress, a kidney. He strutted around, assuming I had simply run away, hiding out of spite. He didn' t know Chloe had already put me in the ground, just feet from our home. He muttered insults about me, calling me lazy, unfocused, nothing like "Chloe." He stormed the house, yelling for me to end my "stupid game," oblivious to my spectral presence. Even when Marcus, our kind handyman, told him I was dead, Liam laughed it off. He dismissed it as another one of my "dramatic tricks," then kicked over the crude wooden cross marking my unmarked grave. His final threat, shouted at empty air, was against our son, Leo, if I didn't appear. I, a helpless ghost bound by love and rage, could only watch this desecration, unable to scream or stop him. It was then, as the cross splintered, that the blinding memory of my death returned, sharp and clear. Chloe, the woman Liam believed, the one he openly preferred, was the architect of my end. She pushed me from the balcony, watched me fall, then paid two local thugs to finish the job. They dragged my broken body into the woods and buried me alive, right here, next to the house. Now, Liam is here, digging with a shovel, convinced he's exposing a charade. But what he's about to unearth isn' t a trick; it' s the brutal, physical proof of a murder he was too blind to see. And the dark truth of his perfect Chloe.

The last thing I saw was Maverick' s powerful hooves, descending on me. I was back, gasping, the thick scent of magnolias filling my lungs at the Claiming Ceremony – the day my life fell apart. Maverick, the champion I had raised from a foal, trotted straight to Charlotte, nuzzling her hand in a blatant act of public rejection. My father, Richard, placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip tight, announcing, "Charlotte has a special connection. You're the older sister, let her have him. It' s for the good of the family's reputation." The jockey I' d helped sneered, "A champion horse needs a champion rider." Charlotte's friends chimed in with fake sympathy, insisting I was never strong enough, that I would have held him back. The humiliation was a physical weight, but this time, in my second chance, I felt only a cold resolve. My father pushed, trying to salvage his scheme, offering me the sickly, seemingly worthless colt, Ash, in exchange. Everyone pitied the broken girl being cast aside, agreeing I was walking away empty-handed. But kneeling beside Ash, I felt a faint, familiar warmth, a deep connection confirming what I suspected: he was my mother' s true legacy, the horse she had left for me. Charlotte, arrogant in her victory, declared, "Let' s perform the bonding ritual now, so everyone can see the true bond between a rider and her horse." I stood, a slow smile spreading across my face. "I agree."