Beauty

Nineteen-year-old Adele McAllister has a secret crush on her twenty-six-year-old stepbrother, Killian Black, who was the silver-furred Beta of a hidden werewolf pack. Killian has spent months hiding a secret and suppressing a forbidden-love attraction for the girl he considers to be his stepsister until the night he rescues her from a predatory stranger at a club. The ice between them doesn't just melt; it incinerates, revealing the secret that Killian is a member of an undercover werewolf pack. To save Adele from being killed or having her memories erased by the pack’s iron-fisted Alpha, Killian initiates a mating bond with his stepsister, dragging her into a supernatural world of secrecy and jealousy. As Adele undergoes a series of grueling, trauma-filled trials to prove her worth to the pack, the sexual tension between the "step-siblings" reaches a breaking point. Defying the Alpha’s direct orders, they give in to a night of raw, unprotected sex that strengthens their bond but paints a target on their backs. With a jealous rival seeking to sever their mate bond and a conspiratorial uncle plotting their demise, Killian and Adele must choose to uphold the laws of the pack or burn it all down for a love that was never meant to be.

"Alex... help… please…" I tried to whisper, but no sound came out. I saw them, Alexander had his arms wrapped around Sophia, who was clutching him like her life depended on it. She was pressed against his chest, her face buried in his neck, and she wasn't letting go. "Don't look at her," Sophia whispered loudly. "You'll only make yourself sick with guilt. This isn't your fault. She did this to herself by being dramatic." That's when I heard the scream. "Oh my God! Mrs. Sterling!" Rosa, one of our housemaids, came rushing into the dining room. "Mrs. Sterling, what happened to you?" Rosa dropped to her knees beside me, her hands fluttering over my body like she didn't know where to start. "You're bleeding! There's so much blood everywhere!” I was bleeding? I couldn't feel anything below my waist anymore, but when I managed to glance down, I saw the dark stain spreading across my dress. "Mr. Alexander!" Rosa shouted, her voice cracking with an anger I’ve never seen in her before. She looked ready to commit murder. Did I look that bad? “Your wife is dying! How can you do this to her? How can you stand there holding another woman while your wife bleeds to death on the floor?!" Rosa snarled. "Rosa, lower your voice," Alexander snapped, but I could hear something different in his tone. Uncertainty. "Take Ivy to the hospital and stop making a scene, or you'll be looking for another job." Rosa shot back, tears streaming down her face. "¡Sos un bueno para nada! What kind of man are you?" I was going to die. Right here on my dining room floor, wearing my mother's blood-stained dress while my husband comforted another woman.

Tanya, a blind eighteen years old girl, a rare beauty and an extraordinary talented girl, but a blind girl,she had been blind since childbirth, had a fortunate experience one evening, which made her gain her sight back. Just as she was busy thinking she would live a happily ever after life, she got entangled with the devil. The devil who had been rumoured to be the real devil of hell, the king of torture. Just the sight of his appearance can make one feel the feeling of being in heaven and, at the same time, being sucked into the deepest part of earth. What would happen the moment Tanya and Alexander meet? Would Tanya be the one to change the devil's way of life? Would she survive with the devil? What would be their faith together? Read 'DESTINED WITH THE DEVIL' to find out what would happen next.

Ava Fairchild was sure that she’d never find love. Seemingly lost in a sea of self-pity, she was delighted when her appraisal company was given a job in the Caribbean. A once-in-a-lifetime trip to appraise Sebastian Belrose’s billion-dollar estate seemed to be exactly what she needed to relax and enjoy herself. A walk to the beach at dawn gave her a first impression of the billionaire himself, paddle boarding on the gentle waves. He was reserved and mysterious, and Ava wanted to know all of his secrets. His evasiveness and the fact that he forbade her from traveling to his Study just added to his allure, while simultaneously reminding her about the secrets that destroyed her last relationship. Still, every sunrise that they shared together made her fall more desperately in love with him. But Bastian had a reason for keeping to himself. And as Ava saw the scars that criss-crossed his body, she knew that what she had found was a soul not unlike herself. A man who had been damaged. A man who deserved to trust. A man that deserved to love, and to be loved. Would this beauty be able to tame the beast, or would they be left with just memories of sunrise kisses?