48 Hours

When my family went bankrupt, I was drugged and sent to the bed of my childhood sweetheart, Craig Kennedy. From that night, he brought women home every evening, tossing a divorce agreement in my face. "Beg me, and I won't leave you." He stood above me, watching as I humbled myself to dust, pleading to preserve our marriage. He even ordered me to kneel in his office and massage the feet of his secretary, Lucia Langston. On the day the Moore Group needed ten million to survive, she blocked all my desperate calls for help. I waited 24 hours, watching my family's legacy collapse and my parents take their lives. Craig, with Lucia at his side, entered the house and threw the signed divorce agreement at me again. "You wanted money to save your family, didn't you? Beg me, and as long as I don't divorce you, no one will touch them." But I signed it with calm despair. "Don't bother. We no longer need your help."

Community Service. Two words I should be thankful for, but I’m not. I resent the hours it’s away from building my business. When they push the little girl into the room, her crazy curls barely held back by the barrette in her hair, and studious glasses on her face, I can tell she’s scared. Something inside of me breaks, and I want this girl to feel wanted again. What I’m unprepared for is meeting her mom. The second our hands touch, there are fireworks, bright lights, and a picture of the future I could one day have. The future I’ve never allowed myself to wish for. Community service becomes more than a chore. In the months that follow, I realize they’re just like me: they’ve been abandoned, left behind by the world, forgotten by those who should love them. Thanks to the one last hope in both our lives - we found the light in the darkness we’d been searching for.Trick is created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

“One night shatters her world forever...” “What did you see?" Enzo demands, his voice deadly quiet. “Nothing," she whispered under her breath as she tried to back away. “I saw nothing." “Liar," Ryan growls, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. “Your eyes betray you... and your scent—" His nostrils flare. “Impossible." “Mine," they growl in unison. And before she can flee, their claiming marks sear into her flesh. Hours later, she's chained in a dungeon cell, accused of a murder she didn't commit. But why would the powerful Alpha twins frame their own mate? ………….. Invisible. Forgotten. Barely surviving. For years, Athena has scrubbed floors and endured cruelty as a servant to the DarkMoon pack's ruthless Alpha family—until the unthinkable happens. Betrayed by her Alpha twins mates and thrown into the dungeon, she endured their years of abuse, but the moon goddess has chosen her champion. What happens when a power awakens within her that could burn her enemies to ash—or save those few she's come to trust. But wielding it may cost her everything.

I waited for my boyfriend for three hours at his birthday party. Sean Ziegler was supposed to show up dressed as the star of night. However, his secret lover, Josie Sullivan, called him to the hospital. She had pretended to sprain her ankle. There, she recorded a video of her and Sean kissing. In the heat of the moment, Sean stood up and pushed her against the door. But he was supposed to be paralyzed. “Sean, why haven’t you told Wendy that your legs are fine now?” “If she knows, she’ll pressure me to marry her. Seriously, who does she think she is? Wendy’s just a free maid. She’s not good enough to be my wife,” Sean said in a muffled voice. After that, he continued to kiss Josie intensely. Wearing the wedding dress I had designed, Josie looked provocatively into the camera. The video then ended with the sounds of them kissing. It turned out that Sean had been lying to me all along. I threw the cake that I made for him into the trash. Then, I texted my mom. [Mom, I’ll go on that blind date.]

When we were about to head to the amusement park, my Beta boyfriend, Drew, brought along a woman and her daughter. There happened to be one seat short in the car. Drew told me to get out and give my seat to the two of them. “Laura has a kid with her. Let them go first. I’ll come back for you later,” he said. I calmly stepped out and watched as the car slowly pulled away from the pack. Three hours later, they arrived at the amusement park for the fireworks and feast. When a friend asked Drew why he still hadn’t come back to get me, Drew was patiently helping Laura light a giant firework. He wasn’t in a rush at all and even said, “It’ll be fine if I pick Sienna up later. She won’t mind. I’ll coax her a bit, and she’ll stop being mad.” Anger only worked on people who cared about someone. My dad, mom, and brother never cared, and now, not even Drew cared anymore. It was time for me to leave for good.

Ivanna graduated in Harvard with the course about businesses, her parents wanted her to exactly cope about their business. She was having a party in Harvard with her best friend when her parents called her in the middle of the night that she badly needs to go home. She asked her parents the reason why, they didn't tell her. Early in the morning, she packed up her things and her best friend Ivy Simmons also help her. She took an early flight; she was so nervous what’s the reason behind. She had arrived in London after few hours, her parents sent her their driver to fetch her up. Upon arriving at their home after how many minutes, she was shocked to see people inside their house. There she met Ashford, her future husband. She was so surprised, and her parents tried to explain at her. Ashford doesn’t want to marry her also but it was just their parents’ agreement. After a month, they already got married. They accepted their parents' intuitions for them, they got to live in their own house which their parents give them as a gift.

"I can't be with you. You have to let me go." "It's a little too late for that, honey, you're mine." Storm Princeton has always been the odd man out. She was the only one in her pack who didn't have a wolf then she became the only one who didn't have a mate, the rejection and reproach from her pack caused her to run away and live in the human world. Storm was now living in the human world in peace until, tall, dark, and handsome Noah Salem blazed into her small quiet life and turned it upside down. Storm went from being mateless to being fully mated in hours, but Noah isn't all that he seems, she never expected him to be a Lycan, not only is he a Lycan, he is an Alpha, she didn't even believe lycans existed and now she was mated to one. She wants out of their mate bond but Noah was refusing to let her go. She is forced to move in with him and meet his people and become their Luna. Storm will do everything she can to be free but will it be worth losing the love that was destined for her?

(CAUTION: MATURE CONTENT.) PLEASS DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE STEAMY CONTENT (IT CONTAINS MULTIPLE EROTIC SCENES).   "Who thought I could find my lover on Facebook, of all places?" Joyce thought to herself with a brightened smile after just saying goodnight at 4:30 AM to her naughty Facebook lover in the early hours of Monday. Joyce is a 23-year old young woman and a student at Darlington University. Due to the stress and boring life that she faces on campus, she wanted a distraction from it all once in a while. Now she had gotten addicted to sex chatting with her Facebook lover every single day at any given time, and she didn't quite know how she got wet easily by the romantic words of Finn, whom she only had a picture of.   Would they eventually meet up in person and take things from there? Would they leave things as they are on Facebook and continue sex chatting? Or would they break up sooner than we thought? Find out in this novel called My Naughty Facebook Lover. (Warning: Mature content)

"Part OneTracie Hill thought she’d died and gone to heaven when she discovered the stranger who showed up at her office after hours and engaged her in a night of hot sex was none other than her new boss, J. P. ”Pete” Montgomery. Not only that, but he set some very specific rules for her office attire – skirts only and no underwear.Part TwoFor Zane the storm was a reflection of his emotions and the messy condition of his life. He relished the isolation until he had to rescue Zara from the stormy sea. Then the storm reached full level in the cabin.Part ThreeZana and Dara settle into the beginnings of a permanent relationship and she thinks she’s finally found happiness and security. Then her past comes back to smack her in the face. Part FourDealing with a messy and humiliating breakup with her Dom, Bree Donovan welcomed the invitation to leave Chicago for meeting with a potential client in Texas. An impulsive attendance at a private BDSM gathering wiped all other thoughts from her mind the moment Rafe Morales claimed her as his for the evening. The Pleasure Principle is created by Desiree Holt, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

My husband Bill and his beautiful assistant Doris are laughing and eating like they're on a first date. But the joke is on me... I'm here, Bill's wife, watching them from across the room, tending to my flat belly where a little life is now living. Of course, Bill doesn’t know about the baby yet. The news is still fresh in my mind, barely a few hours old. It is supposed to be a family dinner gathering, but I'm never the welcome one but an outsider. Watching Bill take the steak cut and handed over by Doris, his young age best friend who knows him the best, I guess I'm spoiling their fun by telling them now that I'm having a baby. Three years of marriage, and his frequent absences from the family left me feeling overwhelmed and alone. I've even forgotten the reason we got married. Maybe it was a mistake to begin with. Finally, I made a decision. Divorce. But a man came along and shifted things dramatically. And it didn't occur to me that this man was still deeply connected to bill's family. He was Bill's uncle.