Is Lost On A Mountain In Maine Based On A True Story?

I'm in the middle of my pediatric shift when an emergency call comes in. A three-year-old boy arrives, hemorrhaging and unconscious from a car crash, but there is no matching blood type in the bank. Then, it hits me that my husband, Ethan Stone, has the same blood type, so I ask him to donate blood right away. When he arrives and stands frozen to the spot, I can no longer hold back my rage. "What are you waiting for? Saving his life is the priority here!" That's when the boy's mother sprints over and screams, "No! Close family can't donate! He's the boy's father!"

In a world where shadows whisper and danger lurks at every corner, a young she-wolf awakens with no memory of her past and no understanding of the fear she inspires in others. As she navigates the perilous underworld of packs and unwanted rogues, she must learn to survive amidst hidden agendas and volatile alliances. Her uncanny resemblance to Adis's deceased girlfriend, Amber, could ignite a war that threatens not just her life, but the fragile balance of power among the city's packs. Desperate to hide her true identity, Adis renames her Amber, thrusting her into a tangled web of loyalty and betrayal. Now, the new Amber must decipher friend from foe, see through the layers of deception, and grapple with whether Adis's haunted past holds any significance for her future. When Adis enlists another Alpha, Tjeck, to train Amber, Tjeck finds himself ensnared in a drama that spirals far beyond his intentions. Torn between duty and desire, Tjeck's loyalty to Adis is tested as he develops feelings for Amber, complicating matters further when he begins a clandestine relationship with Kattie, who is already entangled with Clay, Adis's formidable beta. As tensions rise, will Adis's evil brother, Zombie, unleash the war he's threatening? And what is the magnetic pull Amber feels toward Thorn, a member of the 'Stars' pack, who views she-wolves as inferior? In a gripping tale of survival and self-discovery, alliances will be forged, hearts will be broken, and the fight for identity will reveal what it truly means to be a she-wolf in a world that has forgotten how to trust.

At the end of the year, I went to the spa and discovered a stranger had been using my VIP card. When I logged into my personal profile, the last three treatment records were not under my name. The preference section listed specific details about someone else. She was allergic to rose essential oil, preferred lavender, and her heating pad temperature could not exceed 108 degrees Fahrenheit. Her menstrual cycle fell around the 15th of each month, so no waist or abdomen treatments during that time. I stared at the screen, my palms turning cold. Only my husband, Zachary White, knew this password. At the time, he said he needed it to check the balance and renew my membership. I scrolled down and found a system note at the bottom: [Birthday treatment reserved for December 30, prepared according to Ms. Anderson's preferences.] Today was December 30. My phone vibrated. Zachary had sent a message: [Working late tonight. Won't be home.] Familiar laughter drifted from the hallway. Through the glass door, I watched Zachary walk into the adjacent room with his arm around a woman, the beautician hurrying forward to greet them. "Mr. White, we have Ms. Anderson's birthday treatment ready, just as you requested."

"Mr. Owl you're like a sun that shine brightly to everyone, people can see and feel it but they can not touch it no matter what unless they're not afraid getting themselves burn. With such a distinguished family, status and power that you own it's easier to kill me with a lil touch as if to crush an ant. I have no reason not to be afraid of you."

Sated from their passionate deed, Jonathan Sheffield rises and gently scoops the worn-out Eloise Carter into his arms. He cleans her in the bathroom, carries her back to bed, and lets her settle in. Normally, Eloise will have fallen asleep by now. But she won't allow herself to doze off tonight, not before she takes out the birthday present she's carefully prepared for Jonathan. Jonathan is making a phone call out on the balcony when Eloise quietly takes out the present she has hidden. It's a red velvet box, containing the ring she plans to give him when she proposes. She inches closer to the balcony and is about to speak when she freezes. A shocked, male voice rings out from the other end of Jonathan's phone, which he's casually left on the balcony ledge. "What the hell? You must be out of your mind, Jonathan! You're planning to take Eloise's heart and give it to Sonia?"