A Dime A Dozen

Determined to leave the Blue Moon Pack and start her life anew, as someone other than the pack traitor’s daughter, Aurora Macafee seeks counsel with the Alpha of the Pack, Grayson Ramona on her eighteenth birthday. As she walks through the pack house Aurora’s wolf Estella screams the one word Aurora wished never existed. MATE. Grayson Romana is just shy of his twenty fifth birthday and he is getting concerned that the rumors circulating the pack may be true. That the Romano family is cursed. Just when he is getting ready to chose his Luna, instead of waiting for his fated mate, Grayson hears a knock on his office door, followed by the most intoxicating scent of cinnamon with hints of chocolate, his mate hollering mate over and over again in his mind, hurrying to open his door he is greeted by the sight of a beautiful woman. “Uhh Hi, I’m Aurora Macafee.” No, surely this had to be a mistake, the moon goddess wouldn’t pair him with the pack’s traitor would she?

Jess and her boyfriend spends the evening in a library arguing with a stranger if vampires and werewolves were real. Apparently, Jess believes they are real while her boyfriend and the other guy believes they aren't. The night is far spent so Jess and her boyfriend decides to retire to their home. They had walked quite a distance when Jess remembered that they didn't have the boy's contact. Determined to prove him wrong in future by a research she planned on carrying out about werewolves later on, Jess goes back to the library in search of him, despite her boyfriend's disapproval. Jess is shocked to find the boy who had argued all night with her that werewolves do not exist, transform into a werewolf. Apparently, it was the full moon and he came out at the wrong time. The wolf grabbed her before she could escape; At that moment, her life took a drastic turn, that she would have never imagined. A werewolf said: Werewolves are not real.

On the day she lost her grandfather, the most important person in her life, Mia Stewart discovered her grandfather got her entangled in an arranged marriage for some reasons. Faced with two challenging choices; one to live as his granddaughter and heiress to his company while being married to Aziz Garrett, the youngest and most successful billionaire in South Lake Union for three years and also being in charge of her late parents properties. Or to watch her inexperienced aunt take over a larger percentage of shares of her late parents companies while also becoming the heiress of her grandfather's companies. Because of the circumstances, Mia had to make a choice she hopes never to regret, even if it means not being with the one she loves.

My mother sells special éclairs. Each one costs a thousand dollars, but the female customers fight each other to buy them. They look like they can't get enough. My sister wants to take a box to share with her boyfriend when she sees how popular they are. However, my mother firmly rejects her. She says she's the only one who can touch those éclairs. My sister refuses to listen. She secretly sneaks into the freezer in the basement. Then, in the middle of the night, I hear her wanton moans.

"So, I had my first kiss when I was eighteen. I was sitting on a bench park as a handsome guy went towards me, leaned, raised my chin and kissed me." That was the thought that ran on Cassadie's mind that night after they make love. She realized that the man who was her first kiss was the man lying beside her now. She was amazed and embarrassed at first but later then, she was confused as Yomiel confessed that he traveled back in time just to be her first kiss. The alluring, handsome, young detective of Felgrom City, Yomiel Argentum who was secretly an Ultima Werewolf without his knowledge had fallen in love on a werewolf hunter, Cassadie Aiden. Would their relationship work out when the Luna of the werewolf clan, who was Yomiel's mother wanted Cassadie dead? Will they successfully kill Cassadie? or will they fail to do so as Yomiel would travel back in time to save her over and over no matter what.

When I found out I was pregnant, Elroy Lousteau went all out—hired some fancy doctor, loaded me up with meds to "protect the baby." He'd never believed in anything before, but suddenly he went to church, praying like his life depends on it. "You've been through hell, babe. Once the baby's here, I swear I'll make it right." That same day, I picked up his phone by accident. "As instructed, the meds include a compound for permanent infertility. The baby will be stillborn. "Ms. Tillon's baby is healthy and will be delivered safely—as the true Lousteau heir. "Mrs. Lousteau won't suspect a thing. Your relationship's secure. You can rest assured." I looked down at my belly. He never loved me. Not really. So I made up my mind—once the divorce papers were signed, I was gone. No looking back.

I was the sole front desk clerk at a haunted hotel. Welcoming players, checking in on the bosses’ quarters, and slacking off a bit were all part of the job. At least, that was what I thought. It turned out my days were far from ordinary. A blood-drenched little girl in a tattered red dress kept ringing the service bell. Her eerie voice echoed, “Miss, why didn’t you come play with me?” A creepy black cat with glowing eyes wouldn’t stop meowing and rubbing against my legs. And then there was the old woman with claws like knives, cheerfully knitting me a sweater… out of players’ skin. One day, I took a day off to care for my sick mother. That was my biggest mistake. The entire game instance erupted in chaos. Bosses interrogated players, demanding to know where their precious front desk clerk had gone. “Did she abandon us? Is she never coming back?” I ran. They chased. But no matter how fast I fled, their grip on me only tightened. In the end, escape wasn’t an option.

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

Daisy: London's great. It's home. My home is exactly what I wanted it to be. What I wanted all my life. Away from my abusive father and down the road from every bookshop I could imagine. I love romance books like The Next Girl. I love cold nights and sweater weather season which is just around the corner. I love being in my own bubble while working at the library. My life for the past 2 years has been good. Smooth. So when I have my roommate telling me I have a visitor I could only imagine it was my father. I thought it was my father. But you know what thought did? That thought sold me to a sinner. The Don to the Italian Mafia because he owed them a pretty penny. My days are long gone and my nights become more terrifying than ever before. Good job I know how to defend myself against men like him. Antonio: Jerry Harrison. A useless human being who knows no limits. He owed us money and was willing to trade his daughter for his life. I took a gamble on a man who could have been lying to me, but he knew better than to lie to me. I own him the way I now own his daughter. It shouldn't matter to me. I don't feel and I don't love. After a day of travelling and watching my future wife-to-be, I couldn't wait any longer. A simple knock on her shared accommodation would be the end of my life. I didn't want a wife. I enjoy my own space. But one look at my Daisy Soon-to-be-Rosa and I'm done for. Beautiful is what she is. And Mine.

She was a free bird who wanted to fly in sky like a carefree bird but now she is caged bird who was struggling to get out of that prison. she tried a lot to break this prison but her destiny was sealed with the devil who only wanted to destroy her completely without any mercy. she didn't know why she is getting this unbearable punishment????? why she was being caged??? she did know nothing. she sacrificed herself for her only family, her father. saving her father, she loose herself. A devil brutally snatched her pure identity and shoved a new tainted identity on her face. Now she was living her new tainted identity, but she wanted to run away from there where she can live with her pure identity because she hated herself and her new identity as "Mistress".