Badass Viking Dog Names

Kazal is a dog demi human merchant, a tycoon majoring in general goods and even artifacts and jewels. Despite his modest personality, his skills as a merchant is widely known by people, which turns him into the most renowned merchant in the history of Hazaris continent. Though we are not talking about this Hazaris continent or anything. Merchant Kazal got transferred to earth after fumbling a mysterious gemstone, that of course, turns his life into a complete roller coaster of events in this strange lands called earth. Poor Kazal has to make a decision, to either return to his original world or to, well, be a merchant again maybe?

Why would the very rich, very hot, very broody author, Blake Shite need a fake date for a month? Addie Noel didn't know, but she needed the money and a vacation from her life sounded good. Besides what could go wrong? All she had to do was pretend to like the rude author in public and enjoy the warm beaches and maybe write a few songs along the way. Between an author with writer's block, an agent with a hidden plan, a dog that steals shoes, an ex with an attitude problem, and too much alcohol things are bound to get interesting. Will Addie be the muse to inspire Blake or will the tension between them be too much to handle?

....................... Skyler was always abused in school called names and looked down at. It was until her two best friends turned there backs on her and started bullying her. She finally had enough of it all. She moved away only to return for her senior year. She was the same nice kind and sweet Skylar only this time she refuses to take shit from anyone and will talk back and fight back if provoked. With her new fiery attitude and sarcastic replays, she would attract the attention of the biggest gang leader ever..... . .

Olivia and Carl establish a pattern of behavior at the dinner table, and one more powerful in bed since the same night they met. Meeting at the usual restaurant every Friday night, they don't know each other's lives, what they do for a living, they don't know last names, or if they have someone waiting for them at home. They don't send text messages or calls either, just throw a new proposal on the mattress to be lovers once again and again. Everything is perfect between them, what could go wrong?

My best friend and I married the Luther brothers. I married the older brother, a legendary specialist in childbirth. My best friend, Autumn, married the younger brother, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company. On my birthday, my husband’s crush, Kirsty, scared me into early labor by sending me the carcass of a rotten, dead cat. Autumn rushed me to the emergency room. The doctors had their hands tied as I went into premature labor with a case of amniotic fluid embolism. With the last of my strength, I turned to my husband for help. Instead, I was berated. “So I missed your birthday. Do you have to make a big deal out of it? Why are you lying to me? Kirsty’s pet dog is having puppies. I need to help with the birth, so stop getting in the way!” Later, Autumn took charge and operated on me. I managed to pull through, while my baby was rushed to the ICU. Autumn tearfully called her husband, pleading for the specific medication produced by his company. “Kirsty’s dog is struggling in labor. I’m making a nutritious meal for it. You sure are good friends with Bella to take turns stirring up a fuss. Don’t you have anything better to do than act out in jealousy?” In the end, I lost my child. My heart shattered into pieces. “I want a divorce, Autumn.” “I’m with you! The cheating bastards don’t deserve wives.” We filed for divorce, and the brothers panicked.

He was magnificent in her eyes before. The way he strides down the stairs which such power and authority, the way he carried himself with such elegance and dignity, the way those eyes scanned the area while it shone vividly like the bright morning sun. He was her god, before. Now that she was given this chance to redeem herself, to save herself before disaster strikes once again in the Empire. She will waste no time freeing herself from the clutches of this man. The Crown Prince. She bowed her head as soon as he descended and everyone in the ballroom, including herself, greeted the prince. "Welcome back, Your Highness!" 'Yes, welcome back indeed.' - - Amerielise Lovette was nothing more than a social butterfly. She was well-known for her appearance that sends men into an abyss of admiration and longing for her. She was so beautiful that she was described as the flower in the cliff when the sun sets. However, no matter the effort many men put to make her notice them, she only has her eyes on one man. It is her childhood friend, the Crown Prince. She loved the crown prince and was loyal to the royal family. She was like a dog willing to abide every wish he whispers, kissing the ground he walked on, blindly following him. She was naive to the dark intentions that the prince has in stored for her. In his eyes, she was just another pawn. She died. She was given a second life, a life where she vowed to do the right thing and not be the dog that she once was. She stepped away from her fate. The moment that she did, things go south and that is how she ended up in the Crown Prince's clutches again.

I die in the corridor of the private hospital my husband established after being forced to give my heart to his true love. Before my death, my six-year-old son tearfully begs him to save me thrice. The first time, he holds my husband's hand and says I'm coughing up blood. My husband sneers. "Looks like she's learned tricks—she knows how to teach children to lie now." Then, he has his bodyguards kick my son out of the ward. The second time, my son grabs his sleeve and says I'm in so much pain that I'm incoherent. My husband frowns. "It's just a heart transplant. The doctor said she won't die." The bodyguards step forward and drag my son out of the ward again. The third time, my son grovels at my husband's feet and grabs his pants, sobbing and saying that I'm already unconscious. My husband is infuriated. He grabs my son by the neck and throws him out of the ward. "I told you Nadia won't die! I'll throw her and you out of the hospital if you come here and disturb Ruby's rest again!" My son gives his most previous item—a guardian angel pendant—to a nurse to save me. The nurse accepts it and arranges for me to be admitted to the last available ward in the hospital. However, Ruby Sharpe has someone stand before it with her pet dog. She says, "Sorry, kiddo. Your father's worried I'll be bored without my dog, so this ward has been set aside for my dog to stay in."

Summer Jones Sparks, well atleast that's what they call her, but is that really her? In a world full of crimes and judgement, Summer grew up in a world where crime is a way to kill time. She joined a mafia at a very young age and killed some of the big time billionaires who are well known all over the world. Summer is known in so many code names, but they know her more as the dreadful Rain. And now, she became one of the most wanted criminal and government's agent and spy are making their move to take down the dreadful Rain.

What else could Bella Kiretti possibly want? She had the perfect billionaire husband, the cars, houses,vacations and even the most beautiful children. Everything was given to her on a golden plate. But so everybody thought. With her husband always on business trios and her children now in College, Bella is left home alone most of the time. Everything was automatically running for her…wake up, eat, scroll through social media, walk the dog and sleep. Until there was a knock on the door; her twenty year old Nephew,Jack is in town and he wants a place to stay. “You have grown, and matured.” He was no longer the boy she carried when he was young, he was taller, bigger and his dick was just the perfect size.

There's a girl who named Inabelle Kaye Arnandez. she's has the beauty that everyone could ask for, But she's just a poor one. In order save her sister from death,she need to sale herself. She's sleeped with the man named Zarko Lein Draxler. ——— THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.