600 Hours In Months

In our five years of marriage, my husband, Derrick Wickham, bails on me 99 times for his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Harson. This time, after he stands me up, I find two plane tickets to Frantines in his office. "I was planning to surprise you for our anniversary. Since you've already seen them, we'll just meet at the airport," he says icily. I eagerly pack and get myself ready, arriving early at the airport. I wait from the wee hours of dawn till the late hours of night, but Derrick fails to show up. Then, I see a post on Jessica's social media. "It's my birthday today. Though he doesn't have the time to go on a trip with me to Frantines, I forgive him because he brought me to the amusement park instead!" In the past, I'd have called him, crying and demanding answers. But this time, I'm truly done.

During their anniversary dinner, Sabrina is about to reveal her pregnancy to her husband, Craig, when Emily, his girlfriend, who disappeared years back walks into the place. Emily's arrival after many years of absence made a turn of events on Sabrina's anniversary dinner and marriage in the space of 24 hours!

This book contains explicit sexual content, dominant/possessive behavior, morally gray characters, family conflict, and themes that may be triggering. Intended for mature readers 18+. This isn’t your normal hockey romance. It’s dark, raw, and unrelenting—where obsession, desire, and power collide, and nothing is off-limits. ★★★★★ "Let's play a game." "What game?" "One that involves you not screaming." ★★★★★ I'd been the perfect girlfriend to my star hockey player for two years. Stood in the rain at his practices. Drove hours just to watch him warm benches. Wore his jersey like it meant something. And he repaid me by fucking his way through half of Chicago—including the sister of the one man he's been obsessed with for years. Zane Mercer. The NHL's most dangerous player. My stepfather's worst enemy. And the man who looked at me like I was something worth destroying the world for. One impossible offer. One desperate bet. One night that changed everything. Zane doesn't do fake. He doesn't do half measures. When he tells me I'm his for two months, he means it. In every way that matters. But Zane has secrets buried so deep they connect to my family's past in ways I never imagined. Dark secrets. Deadly ones. What starts as a transaction turns into obsession. What starts as revenge turns into something I can't walk away from. And what starts as a lie might be the only truth that matters. They say some men are too dangerous to love. They're right. But I was never good at following warnings.

“What’s wrong, Jane, can you not feel me?” Ethan demands, slɑmming his into mine so I feel sure he’ll leave a bruise. “Am I not giving you hard enough?” Still I don’t respond. All I can do is imagine him with Eve, kissing and making lóve to her, giving her all the things he used to give me. I can see their writhing bodies in my mind’s eye, tɑngling the sheets of the Alpha’s bdd. It makes me feel sick to my stomach to know my husband was with the other woman mere hours ago, how does he even have the energy to use me this way when Eve was pleasuring him all night long? *** My husband seeks nothing but to claim me as roughly and thoroughly as he possibly can - and remind me of my proper place. This is what I have to look forward to: a lifetime of pain… unless I finally do what I’ve been planning over the last few months, and ask Ethan for a divorce.I didn’t even know it was possible for an omega to leave an Alpha until recently. Legally, we have almost no rights, but I could request a divorce. Now it is the time. *** Ethan and Jane were childhood sweethearts. However, he is alpha and she is omega. It was almost impossible for them to be fated mate. Ethan did not give up but chose Jane to be his wife and luna. But Fate sure knows how to run with a bit. This young couple messes up their first marriage by lack of trust. Divorce is easy. But what about finding out you were pregnant after divorce?What if you had quadruplets?

"You are doing good for me babygirl, spread those legs wider." he licks his lips while his eyes scan my body. I moan as my heavy eyes open, my body shaking with need, I hate the way my body reacts to him, he knows how weak I am when it comes to him, so he takes advantage of it. "That's it." he says and shoves his tongue down my throat. He was never one to shy away from a show, especially when my mate is kneeling by the door, bound in chains, and held down by two guards. "Hold him still, I want him to watch as I fuck his mate." He growled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Bloodmoon pack was cursed by the moon goddess for 600 years. Having fated mates was no longer allowed and to enjoy the feelings of a sacred bond was forbidden. Lylah Summer, deeply in love with Thane Anthra, was hoping to celebrate their eternal bond on her eighteenth birthday. However, after the Alpha's death, Thane was chosen as the new Alpha and publicly humiliates Lylah with a brutal rejection. Devastated and determined to seek revenge, Lylah swore to take revenge. But everything changed when she met the Alpha of the Silverlake Pack, who was destined to be the mate of Darla, the Luna Heir of the dead Alpha. Will Lylah succeed in winning the heart of a man that the moon goddess has bound to another? Or will she face the bitter taste of rejection? This book is strictly 18+ Readers discretion is advised.

Summer was faced with a life and death situation after the accident. But she is lucky enough to be given a second chance. A chance to go back 10,000 hours ago. Secrets unveiled. Truths being told right before her eyes. A love to keep, and people to she needs to protect from getting hurt. Is it still worth it to go back if in the end, you have to choose between life and death?

Amelia's own relationship went under , but she has always had eyes for her boss James challenged by him to embark on an illicit affair with him , which means having to be at his beck and call beyond office hours promising to show her how pleasurable and fun life can be without love Will the fire they started be able to quench or burn them both

My fiance, Henry Gordon, was two hours late to our vows on our wedding day. Just as he was catching his breath and about to say ‘I do’, he received a call from his secretary, Yvonne Luther. After hanging up, he looked at me apologetically. “Honey, my useless team can’t handle the personnel appointment of the financial team on their own. They’re insisting that I head back! I’ll make it up to you with another wedding later on.” I told him that I understood though I felt disappointed, because he was at a critical stage in his career. However, the moment he left without hesitation, I tossed the ring on my finger into the venue’s flower bed and announced to everyone that the wedding was cancelled. I had to see for myself who would ask Henry, a mere minority shareholder, to make such a significant decision without consulting me, the chairperson. He did not know that just a few hours earlier, I had taken back the ‘gift’ I gave him and reclaimed my position as the company’s chairperson.

On my 28th birthday, I announced that I was pregnant. But my husband told everyone that he was sterile. Together with my best friend, they said that this was proof that I cheated on him. I tried defending myself, but in the end, I, along with my baby, died while burning with hate. When I reopened my eyes, I returned to the moment three hours before my death.

Ava “Run, Ava! Run and never come back.” It was only in that moment when I looked into Harper’s eyes that I could see the hatred she felt for me for the first time. Her canines were protruding and her long claws were shining in the moonlight. It was in that moment that I realized Harper loved Daniel just as much as I did. I wasted no time and turned around and ran. I knew if she wanted to kill me she could. I thought about Daniel and how much I loved him, then the memories of the past couple of months flooded my mind. The man I loved became cruel. He treated me as if I was just there to produce an heir. As though he would kill me rather than love me. I wouldn’t be able to return to ice-skating. I would never become the world champion. With all my dreams shattered, I stepped onto my grandmother’s porch hours after escaping in the hopes that she would take me back. Daniel “Where the hell is she, Harper?” I gripped her throat so tightly that she couldn’t breathe never mind speak. Harper had set Ava free. There was a very real possibility that I would never be able to find Ava which meant I would never be able to see my son. Harper had done that. All because she wanted the power and prestige that came with being my mate. “Let her go, Daniel!” My father’s voice echoed past me and I whipped around to glare at him. I could see it in his eyes. He was the one who put Harper up to this. I needed to find Ava. I needed to bring her and my son home.