Who Are The Main Characters In 'Right Person Wrong Time'?

An accident five years ago led to her becoming pregnant with his child, forcing her to drop out of school and leave her home. She has been wandering the city like a ghost with her daughter while working as a cab driver ever since.Five years later, nothing changed, but she was a completely different person. He got into her cab, yet he was just another stranger to her.Alone in the city, with her soulmate in the same car. ‘Will I finally meet you one day after traveling around the whole city?’

Homeless and desperate to get off the streets, Quinn Maree is lured to an underground auction where she sells her virginity to the highest bidder. To everyone's surprise the notoriously dangerous and devastatingly handsome crime boss, Troy Bailey, makes an outrageous bid for her virginity. Troy Bailey is not what he appears to be. The man who bought Quinn is a Lycan Prince. A werewolf forged in blood and magic, and he has big plans for her. ** Hm,”Troy grunted and promptly got up, returning to his perch on the windowsill. "I won't force myself on you. Honestly, Quinn, I'd rather jerk off than f-ck you.” I didn't know if I should be insulted or relieved. "If you're just going to lie there, a half-dead receptacle for my cum, masturbation would be more enjoyable anyway. I'd probably be more enthusiastic about it than you are." I blushed at his brutally straightforward, and painfully honest words. "I will wait until you submit willingly and give yourself to me freely...because you want to, not because I paid you.” **

The news spread quickly—my mate, David Jonson, had been promoted to Tactical Analyst and was heading to Texline to take on a new assignment. He proudly shared the news with every member of the pack—everyone except me, his mate. I was the only one he hid the truth from. Why? Because in his eyes, I wasn't a smart mate. My wolf had been badly damaged in the past, so I had a poor memory and I tended to be clingy constantly, something he looked down on with disdain. "I'm really grateful to my best friend, Commander Johnson, who governs in Texas, for recommending me so I could get this promotion." I overheard him say to someone. "As for Pearl? That clingy she-wolf who follows me everywhere—there's no need to tell her. She'll come to Texline looking for me anyway." Hearing his words, I was excited—finally, a chance to prove I had a sharp memory after all. I stormed to my room and began packing my clothes. David had always made decisions without me, often leaving me behind. But this time, I would leave first. I would get to Texline before him, and when he arrived to find me already there, he'd be shocked at how clever I could be. But the next day, when I arrived at the airport, my confidence crumbled. I stood at the counter, suddenly blank. I couldn't remember where I was supposed to go—Texline, Texas, or Tennessee? My damaged memory failed me again. The last flight to Texas was about to depart, and the impatient airport staff didn't want to wait for me. She rolled her eyes and was about to close the gate. Worried I might miss the flight, I gave her a pleading smile and said, "Texas, Miss. I'm going to Texas."

It was just another morning commute—until he happened. Across the train aisle sat a man who looked like he’d stepped out of a high-end magazine and straight into a power struggle. His voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding, as he chewed someone out over the phone like he ran the damn universe. Arrogant. Entitled. Dressed like a Wall Street god. Correction: he looked like a god. That’s where the charm ended—or so I thought. When the train screeched to a stop, he stood up in a hurry, stormed off… and left his phone behind. Did I pick it up? Yep. Did I snoop? Absolutely. Photos, contacts, a few mysterious texts—I couldn’t help myself. Did I keep it longer than I should’ve, building stories in my head about the man behind the voice? Yeah… I did that too. When I finally gathered enough nerve to return it, I marched into the glass-and-steel fortress he called an office. He wouldn’t even come out to meet me. So I dropped his phone on the desk outside his office door. And maybe—I left a photo on it first. Not exactly the professional kind. What I didn’t expect? A message. From him. What followed were late-night texts that burned hotter than anything I’d ever known. Words became whispers. Whispers turned into fantasies. I was falling—for someone I hadn’t even really met. He and I? Total opposites. Fire and ice. Chaos and control. But when we finally came face to face, it wasn’t just sparks. It was an inferno. What happened next? Let’s just say… falling for him was the easy part. Surviving what came after? That’s where the real story began.

When the rude and irritating Bill family's only daughter finally decided to wed Warren, she did so believing she had found true love. However, she later discovered that both her husband and best friend had tricked her. They killed her father and also sent her to her death. She was miserable about everything and wished she had the ability to make sure they paid for everything as well as to safeguard The Bills International Company and her asset. Fortunately, her desire came true, and she awoke in a strange room she had previously been before. Confused and all, she decided not to leave because she did leave in her first life, she wishes to discover the identity of the person who helped her. Will she commit the same error after being reborn? Can a daughter of a governor date a simple cleaner? Let's find out.

On the eve of his 26th birthday, Luca Virelli, heir to a multi billion dollar empire is set to announce his engagement to a woman he barely knows. It’s a merger of dynasties, a flawless public image, and a life scripted to perfection. There's only one problem: Luca is gay, and no one knows, least of all his ruthless, image obsessed father. Drowning in guilt, silence, and a future he never chose, Luca does the unthinkable: he gets drunk, kisses a stranger in a crowded club, and spends one unforgettable night in a hotel room with him. No names. No faces. No future. Just escape. But fate has other plans. The next day, as Luca meets his fiancée at their engagement party, that same stranger appears, standing calmly at her side. He’s her brother. Asher Hartwell. And he’s supposed to be straight. As worlds collide, desire smolders in the shadows. But love this dangerous can’t stay secret for long. When lies unravel and the cost of freedom means losing everything, family, power, legacy, Luca and Asher must decide: is the wrong kind of love worth everything it will destroy?