Back From Prison

Janiyah finds herself reluctantly on the auction stage in a world where women are auctioned off for one-night stands because she is desperately trying to get money for her sick sister's medical care. Janiyah becomes increasingly uncomfortable as the auction continues, especially when an unexpected bidder makes an astonishing fifty million dollars for her.

Natalie Evans was the perfect wife—loyal, elegant, and devoted to her husband, Adrian Sinclair, the cold and untouchable CEO of Sinclair Enterprises. Everyone believed she was out of her league, merely a trophy wife, tolerated but never truly loved. When he paraded another woman into their home once more, she had enough. Without a scene, without a tear, she signed the divorce papers. The world assumed she was just playing hard to get, that she would come crawling back in days. Adrian believed it too. But when Natalie vanished from the social circles of the elite, only to return months later as a force to be reckoned with—brilliant, ruthless, and untouchable—she shattered every expectation. With an empire of her own, the once-mocked woman became a sensation. Those who belittled her scrambled for her favor, and her enemies found themselves falling one by one. When news spread that she was considering a new father for her daughter—something she had kept secret from the world—a storm of influential men stepped up. A genius scientist, a financial tycoon, and even a world-renowned actor vied for her attention. But Adrian wasn’t ready to let go. Cornering her at a gala, his voice was dark with suspicion. “Your child is mine, isn't it?” Natalie’s cold smile sent chills through him. “That’s none of your business. Ex-husband, step aside.” Now, Adrian would do whatever it took to reclaim what he lost, even if it meant bringing the world to its knees.

My mate-to-be, Ethan, said he had some urgent work come up right before our planned full moon trip. He bailed. I was missing him like crazy, so I immediately drove for over ten hours to his city. I hadn’t told Ethan I was coming. There I was, flowers in hand, standing outside his mansion, ready to give my destined mate a sweet surprise. But then I caught the mixed scent of Ethan and another female werewolf. The scent was sickeningly familiar. Amber Collins. Ethan’s ex-mate. I fought back the burn in my nose, my eyes already red, and pushed the door open. And what did I see? Them, sharing a glass of red wine, cuddled up, practically on top of each other. When Ethan finally noticed me, he jerked his arm away from Amber, walked stiffly over, his voice laced with panic. "Scarlett, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

A series of short letters between a teenage girl and boy. I just really hope you all enjoy reading this book.

Late in my pregnancy, my husband, Joshua Jaxson’s ex-wife returned.  Olivia Wylde cornered me at my doorstep and, without a word, launched into a brutal attack.  She insisted I was an intruder who had taken advantage of her absence to steal her place. I pleaded, explaining I wasn’t a mistress, but she refused to believe me.  Together with her supporters, she tore my home apart and beat me so viciously that I went into premature labor.  Blood pooled beneath me, and my consciousness began to slip, but she greeted my husband’s arrival with a radiant smile.  “Honey,” she said, “I’m back. Let’s get remarried!”

Sephora's life is about to be changed forever when she was Chosen against her will to be the bi-anual Sacrifice to the powerful and mysterious cursed  werewolf prince of Ardanam  living beyond the Veil of their two worlds, her 19 years of existence seemed to have all been for nothing.           When the yearly "chosen"  sacrifice was performed,  She was chosen as one who was to be sacrificed to maintain the thousand years old peace treaty which the Humans made with the werewolves a long time ago.             Until fate gives her a second chance….           She was later rescued from her perilous fate after she successfully passed the VEIL, a living hell on Earth barrier that separates the humans from the werewolves. Unfortunately, she was caught by the prince guards and  was made to serve  the mysterious cold-hearted prince.            Thrown into the complexities of living and serving in a powerful Court and chained to one of the most feared Prince's in Igritann was never her expectations.          Can Sephora survive in this power-hungry new world?           Not when darkness is beginning to gather overhead, Century old grudges start to fester and history threatens to repeat itself as the tenuous relationships between the princes of Ardanam begin to crumble.         With the Mortal World at threat and her family along with it, Sephora is forced to step up to the fold and strive to bring peace to her old world as well as her new one….        And what if this cold hearted prince was bent on changing the rules and rewriting histories just for a weak human girl….?        

Treated like a piece of trash by her husband whom she was forced into an arranged marriage with, Aliya tried to make her marriage work, despite her husband's cruel attitude toward her. She thought she could eventually change his mind from hating her, however, she realized along the line that some things are better left the way they are, to avoid destruction. Since she couldn't keep up with her husband promiscuous lifestyle and hurting her emotionally, Aliya decided to escape from this hell of a marriage when she was pregnant, but things changed with her husband as soon as she left, as the young man realized he couldn't do without her. Will she come back to the man that treated her like a piece of trash before? Will she find happiness and peace in her marriage even if she decided to come back?

Isabella Mihdi has fallen from grace in a continental way. She used to have it all: beauty, money, power, status... until her bad decisions took their toll, making her lose everything and everyone. And she lost it all in such a catastrophic way that now she has no choice but to give up and retract, leaving everything behind... including her fated mate and their daughter. It’s not like she deserves them anyway. Liam Fierro has had the most complicated year of his life. Ever since his fated mate appeared in front of him, everything has gone from bad to worse. She has rejected him, ignored him, cheated on him, broken his heart countless times and, most recently, abandoned him and their pup. Liam spends his days around criminals, murderers and bad people overall. And yet, his fated mate is worse. That doesn't mean he doesn't want her back, though.

Every bonding anniversary, Shawn would bring home a new human girl from the outside—always under the lovely pretense of letting me mentor her on how to serve an Alpha. On our seventh anniversary, he brought back a nightclub girl dressed in a Princess Snow White outfit—cheap satin trembling under the chandelier's light. “She doesn’t have anything appropriate for an occasion like this,” he said casually. “Let her borrow your bonding dress. And the jewelry I gave you last time. As for shoes—what you're wearing now will do.” Then he added, with a trace of irony, “She’s just a young human girl, clueless. Teach her a few things about our world, will you? Especially the part about the bed.” Everyone was waiting for the spectacle—for me to break again, as I always had. And I didn’t disappoint them. I looked at Shawn, my voice steady, and said I wanted a bond-severance. He laughed—short and sharp—and leaned back like he was watching a comedy. “Clara, when are you going to stop with this bond-severance nonsense? I’ve heard it so many times. They’re just human girls, while you are my Luna. How could they ever compare to you?” Then, grinning as if doing me a favor, he added, “Fine. If you really want a bond-severance, I’ll gift you a territory in the south. Consider it a reward for doing your job as my Luna.” The room erupted in laughter. To them, I was ridiculous—greedy, jealous, hysterical. But what they didn’t know was that this was the 365th time I’d asked for a bond-severance. And the first time, I truly meant it. When he found out I wasn’t joking this time, he lost his composure. He searched for me across the world—only after he realized I was no longer where he thought I’d always be.

He slapped me. The sting on my cheek was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. Daniel hadn’t even listened to my side of the story. His ex-fiancée, the one who suddenly came back from London, was doing everything she could to tear us apart. She pretended I pushed her during some petty argument, and Daniel believed her without a second thought. I left without taking my bags and walked out of the life we built together, too heartbroken to fight any longer. Now, as I try to rebuild my life without him, I’m torn between the love I once had and the future I need to protect for my unborn child.