Amelia Bones

On our wedding anniversary, I ask my husband, Luke Blackburn, to buy me some fish stew. Since I'm in my first trimester, I keep vomiting every now and then due to morning sickness. Right now, I have an intense craving for fish stew. But Luke comes home empty-handed in the middle of the night. He claims that he's completely forgotten about my request. I don't say anything at all. All I notice is a strand of long hair sticking to Luke's collar that doesn't belong to me. Some time later, I see the fish stew I never got to eat in a photo that Luke's colleague, Ruby Pollard, has uploaded to her social media feed. The caption reads, "Luke ordered this dish for me. He knows that I love fish stew from this particular restaurant the most. I'm so touched by his gesture!" In the photo, I see a pair of familiar hands picking out fish bones from the meat tenderly just for Ruby.

Amelia's life changed instantly when she was forced to marry Lawson Reynolds, a ruthless billionaire. Her only aim was to save her family from financial ruin. Life with Lawson was a living hell as he was cold to her. She found comfort in the hands of his cousin and became pregnant for him. What will happen when Lawson finds out she is pregnant and he is not the father of the baby? Would his cousin come to her rescue or is she doomed to be his prisoner forever?

Parentless and flat broke, 19-year-old Amelia does everything she can just to make ends meet. But when she accidentally stumbles into a party, her ordinary life takes a drastic turn, spiraling into a whirlwind of surprises and changes. A strikingly handsome man at the party pulls her into the werewolf world, asking her to stay as his Luna, and promising to give her everything. But romance comes with secrets, and everything means nothing. Will she embrace her fate, or will she fight for what she truly wants?

They thought they were enemies. Fate made them mates. Joy Stone isn’t just the brainy, sarcastic queen of pranks—she’s a deadly Alpha hybrid in disguise. At her human university, no one suspects the quiet nerd is also the fiercest warrior of the Diamond Heart Pack. Until he walks in. Lex: infuriatingly gorgeous, maddeningly brilliant, and cocky enough to challenge her at every turn. He’s also the future Alpha of the Water Moon Pack, a notorious playboy whose charm breaks hearts almost as fast as his fists break bones—and now, her new rival for the top spot on campus. Their war starts with stolen notes, savage comebacks, and steamy glares that last too long. But one reckless kiss, one dark secret, and one blood-soaked rescue later… everything changes. They’re not just rivals. They’re mates. Now Joy has to choose: resist the pull—or give in to a bond that could expose everything she’s worked to hide. Enemies in the classroom. Lovers by fate. And in the end, only one will top the pack.

Blurb She was his wife. But he only ever mourned another woman. Julian Hale rules an empire with a merciless hand, feared by everyone and worshipped like he was a god. Yet the greatest cruelty of his life was reserved for the woman who shared his bed. Emily lived every day being compared to a dead woman, she was humiliate and tortured by the very man she gave her all. Emily loved Julian quietly, desperately, hoping that one day he would see her. But when lies are fed into a man already blinded by resentment, love doesn’t stand a chance. On the day Emily discovers she is pregnant, Julian announces their divorce in front of everyone. Broken beyond repair, Emily disappears, leaving behind a staged death, fragments of her diary, and a truth that will hunt Julian for the rest of his life. But when fate throws her back into Julian’s path, he was shocked to his bones to see that his dead Luna was another man's wife! he becomes obsessed with reclaiming the woman he once discarded.

My wedding was a trap. My fiancé’s plan? Strip my power, claim my throne, and break me into submission. But I don’t break. I traded my wedding dress for combat boots and infiltrated the one place I was never meant to survive: the brutal, all-male Alpha Academy. Disguised as a boy, I fight where bones snap before breakfast and dominance is earned in blood. And sleeping three feet away from me? Donovan—my traitorous ex. The same man who murdered my brother. With a lethal enemy who suspects my secret, a teacher who wants more than obedience, and three fated mates who could either break or build me, I’ve got one mission: survive. To do that, I’ll have to master my wolf, outwit every alpha in my path, and prove I was never meant to be just someone’s bride. Because the Academy’s deadliest secret? They have no idea what I really am. And by the time I’m through, the Alpha Academy will remember exactly why you never corner a she-wolf like me.

As Christmas drew near, my little sister claimed she’d seen Santa Claus in the house. “He had four legs, real long, like dead branches. He crawled on the floor like a dog. His mouth was full of teeth, and I saw him with my own eyes, climbing out of the chimney. His bones were making this clicking, clacking sound.” The Santa she described was nothing like the legends. My parents and I thought it was just her imagination. Until I posted about it online. A user named “NocturneNotes” insisted my sister wasn’t lying, and that the thing was dangerous. Panicked, I asked him what we should do. He gave me three rules: “On Christmas Eve, from 11:30 PM to 2:00 AM, the entire family must ‘sleep’ by the Christmas tree.” “You can’t actually fall asleep, or you’ll die in your sleep.” “No matter what you hear or feel, you absolutely cannot open your eyes or stop pretending to be asleep. Once it hits 2:00 AM, it will leave on its own.”

There is only so much a woman can take and Amelia Solace had reached her breaking point. All she ever wanted was a mate but fate cursed her by giving her one who's heart beat for another. He loathed her existence and he never failed to remind her of that. Her only sunshine was the son she was carrying, her mates baby whom he planned to take away and raise him together with the love of his life, breaking her already shattered heart. She was getting tired of fighting to stay afloat. fighting to be seen and to be loved and with the bond decaying inside her and old enemies out to get her, she has no other choice but to take the only option that has always been in front of her but she never dared to accept. When her former pack is attacked and the son she left behind is threatened. She's willing to fight side by side her ex mate and former pack. That doesn't mean she has forgotten the hell they put her through though. Nor has she forgiven them. The new Amelia is cold and closed off, Gone is the girl they knew. When her ex mate wants her back, will he be able to sway her cold and unreachable heart? Or has he already lost her to someone else? someone who saw her value in ways he never did.

When I was young, my uncle and his family had died in a fire to save me, leaving behind only their three-year-old daughter. Thus, she became the most lovable member of our family. Later, she and I were involved in a car accident. As the blood and amniotic fluid mixed together, I clutched my husband's hand and begged him to save me and our children. However, he swatted my hand away and said impatiently, "Don't you realize Alice had hurt her bones?" My mother also scolded me, "Why are you still craving attention at a crucial moment like this? You are so cruel. Do you want Alice to be crippled for the rest of her life?" Just like that, I watched helplessly as they left with all the doctors, leaving me all alone. In the end, I died along with my adorable twin babies. When they heard the news, the ones who despised me most went crazy.

I was the real daughter—unloved, unwanted, and cast aside. The design draft I poured my heart into was stolen by my second brother and gifted to the fake daughter. Then he accused me of being a plagiarist. My father, the richest man in the city, had me blacklisted from the entire industry. The fake daughter pretended to apologize, then pushed me off a cliff. When I woke up, nearly all my bones had been shattered. I called my fiancé, the captain of the rescue team, but he was cradling the fake daughter's sprained ankle. He scoffed, "Oh, you had an accident too? Want me to save you? Why don't you just die already?" My body grew colder under the crushing pain. My eldest brother, the forensic pathologist, cut open my rotting corpse while grumbling that he was late for the fake daughter's birthday. Yet when they finally saw me again, they all cried, begging for my forgiveness.