Bittersweet Seventeen

"At seventeen, Lizzie Thornton left her hometown of Fair Haven to pursue her musical dreams—and to run from Trent Younger, the boy who broke her heart. Now a successful singer, Lizzie returns to Fair Haven nine years later. When she runs into Trent at her brother’s wedding, she discovers he’s no longer the shy boy she left behind. He’s a sexy, confident man who knows what he wants—and what he wants is her. When a night of passion results in unexpected consequences, Lizzie must grapple with prior heartbreak and with accepting that she still loves the one man she could never forget. Trent Younger grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, and he fought tooth and nail to establish himself as one of the most successful restaurateurs in Fair Haven. Yet he’s never forgotten Lizzie Thornton, the girl he adored, the same girl who left him to pick up the pieces of his life after tragedy struck them both. As Trent uncovers the layers of Lizzie’s guarded heart, he realizes that he doesn’t just want her in his bed. He wants her in his life—forever. Yet even as love rekindles, their pasts threaten to drive them apart. Unless they confront their demons, Lizzie and Trent may jeopardize a love that has already withstood the test of time."

Lydia McKenzie used to be just like any other normal, seventeen year high school girl, fretting over what to wear for school, struggling to get good grades and dealing with boy trouble, until one day, a dangerous incident at school and a severe brain injury, made her turn off her emotions completely. Three years later, she’s a complete robot who works with utmost efficiency without showing any emotions. But things start to change when she arrives at Rosewater University for higher studies. David Lyric Donovan is the quintessential bad boy of Rosewater. Be it getting into useless fights, getting arrested for beating someone to an inch of their life or any other crimes around campus, and not to mention going through girls like a person goes through their clothes, he’s done it all. He’s also a professional street fighter. Girls want to ‘fix’ him and guys want to be him. But nothing bothers him as much as the presence of the new girl, Lydia. She’s upfront and outspoken and she does not have the patience to deal with his , and moreover, she gets under his skin without even a slight change in her expression. Who is she and what’s in her past? He’s just as fascinated with her as he is annoyed. Can romance bloom between such a mismatched pair? And will Lydia ever let herself feel again, after what she’d endured?

*BOOK 1: THE ALPHA KINGPIN TWINS* Navigating the harsh criminal underworld is no easy task, especially for women. Mira, an unwanted omega born from an Alpha's mistress, has experienced this reality firsthand. Deemed worthless, Mira is sold to the merciless Russian Alpha, Mikhail Popov, who subjects her to unimaginable cruelty. Forsaken by her family, Mira faces a life of suffering and violence under Popov's control. But Mira has a plan. On a fateful night, she seizes the opportunity to escape, taking with her secrets that could destroy Popov. Mira believes she has found freedom, but instead, she stumbles into the lair of Alpha Nikolaos Ioannides, a Greek Alpha with an even darker reputation. As a brutal pack war rages around them, Mira's options grow scarce. However, Alpha Nikolaos makes her an offer: her freedom and independence in exchange for one thing – giving him an Alpha heir. Mira is left with a crucial decision: is she willing to bear a child for the fearsome Alpha in exchange for her freedom? And perhaps more importantly, will she even have a choice? *** “You want to breed me?” He winces at the term, but nods.“Yes. I need an Alpha heir but in my position, I don't have time to go out looking for a mate nor do I want a Luna.” Mate; the one thing every wolf wants but no one seems to have. The Mate Bond is so obscure that many wolves have decided not to chase after it anymore. Would I even still be fertile after all the abuse I've suffered? What tests did the doctor run that she concluded I was fit to bear an Alpha's pup? *** Side Stories Included: Beta's Runaway Bride - Completed BITTERSWEET: The Gamma's Stories - Ongoing

EXCERPT: Students were running for their lives, vampires were hunting down their preys, friends betrayed friends by leaving them behind and saving their own lives first and soon, they all spread across the streets, causing chaos and killing anyone that they came across. There was carnage everywhere and from where Amber and the others stood, horror filled their eyes and Amber knew just what was happening. It was like the story that Hazel had told her back at the bookshop. The Chosen One didn't make a sacrifice. She wanted revenge and these were the army she was after. The last war was not really the last after all. Now, the fate of mortality lies in her hand. She was the Chosen One, but she does not remember any of that, even though she has a feeling that she knew these people. *** This is a story of Amber Willow, a seventeen year old girl living in a small City called Cinder. Though, her life doesn't always go according to the way it should, she believed she was just as normal as the rest of the kid out there but what she didn't realize was that, she was the One sent to bring an end to the existence of the wild creatures and because of that, other covens wanted her dead. The day she remembers who she really is, is the day the war would continue from where she last ended it and this time, she would not make the same mistake she made the last time. Her revenge would begin and it would start from the ones who took away the people dear to her. One by one, she would haunt them down and put an end to their immortality. ---Kyra Blackburn

Isaac held her hand with the depleting energy in him, his body shaking as he felt the steady stream of crimson fluid pumping out of his heart and flowing down his skin, staining his vest. She tried to pull the scissors out again, but he held on tighter, squeezing his face at the searing pain. "Love," He mumbled, looking into her cold eyes. Natalie pulled at the scissors, but he held on with every little energy he had in him, shaking his head in plea that she'd stop. She didn't, and his tenacity made her twist the tool, and he let out a painful groan, a hot drop of tear escaping his eyes. ... As he laid there with four bleeding puncture wounds in his body, his bloodshot eyes fell on her unconscious body, and more painful tears trickled down his face. He had failed. He had failed his wife and son. *** Natalie Cabel's life changes from bitter to bittersweet after a one-night stand with Isaac Bardekk, heir apparent to the throne of Bardaen. His love was contagious and bewitching, and she found herself helplessly wanting him in her forever. But a lady without roots could never be a crown princess of such a powerful kingdom, especially not one who lived a promiscuous life. Isaac, however, was not ready to give up as he promised her a new identity, prestige, and immunity in return for her being a faithful wife. For how long, though, and to what extent can she remain immune to hate and adversity from the queen consort? The queen mother? Her father-in-law, the king? And the subjects? If so, can she really uphold her faithfulness and be free from her husband's hate? Even when Vincent, Isaac's stepbrother, targets that?

"I swear on everything I have, Leylla Monroe... You won't hurt me like this. I won't let you," Vincent said, his voice shaking with anger. She smiled, calm and daring. "It's already happening. You are already having a bittersweet taste of your own medicine, Doctor Vincent De'Lucca." "It will stop!" he shouted, as if trying to believe his own words. "I will stop you and my father, no matter what it takes." He stepped closer, his eyes burning. "And if I can't stop it... I would rather die than have you as my stepmother!" Leylla let out a quiet laugh. It was soft, but cold. Then, she gave him the same look she wore the day she caught him sleeping with her best and only friend. Her voice dropped, sharp and icy. "If that happens, Vincent, I will gladly descend your coffin into the ground myself." _____________________________________________________________________ He had never truly believed in her. Perhaps, never really loved her as he claimed. Then he cheated, crushing her heart completely. Lost and broken, Leylla ran into a stranger in the hospital parking lot. One mistake led to a night of wild passion. But the morning after... She discovered that the man she had slept with was none other than her ex's father and the senior surgeon at the hospital. Now her ex would rather die than see her become his stepmother. But his father is ready to lose everything... just to have her. A love once sweet... now poisoned. Two lovers... now enemies. Sweet promises... turned into cruel threats. And threats? They are turning real, one by one. And finally... What happens when revenge tastes better than love?

*Hybrid is the intro book to a series of books to follow called Thirteen Tribes, within this series there will be thirteen books covering the ancient and incredibly powerful Thirteen werewolf tribes of the world. Hybrid is the beginning to the unraveling of each Tribe* Laya is seventeen years old, a hybrid and in the eyes of humanity nothing more than a deadly virus. Her kind have been eradicated from the face of the earth because of a sinister plot that was created against all hybrids. She loses her parents when a she's only four years old to a clan called the brothers, they are a very powerful, sick and sadistic group of men who are driven by the elect of the world. Their purpose is to cleanse and restore peace, but they end up not only eradicating hybrids in their wake but also their own kind in a sick and monstrous sense of supremacy. Laya is taken in by a human tribe after her parents are murdered, but the kindness of this tribe is nothing more than a hold on some insurance against the brothers wrath. Laya doesn't know anything about what a hybrid actually is, she's never ever met one except for her parents and with her being so small still when they were killed she never learnt anything about her own kind. Laya is later met with a brother in particular named Groban who claims her as his after seeing what she is, he hides her and protects her inside his cabin, but why? There is a whole truth that starts to unravel itself and both Laya and Groban are to learn things about themselves that they didn't know, things that will lead in the truth coming to light in the fight between werewolves, vampires and humans.

She who will not know her destiny until it reveals itself to her. She who will have the eyes of good and bad. She who will bear the chosen. She who will be just as powerful as the Moon Goddess herself, an infused element of the greater powers. She who will have a powerful mate who will need her, and who she will need. She who is the Pallid Wisteria. Her whole life, Angelina Wisteria was seen as ‘one of the nicest people you will ever meet’. Most people found it impossible to be mean to her, so she had a lot of friends. She’s beautiful, and many consider her the full package. When she turns seventeen, her parents are brutally murdered, forcing her to have to move away to live with her grandparents. She suddenly feels very threatened in the new environment. Here, the people seem to act strange around her, mostly growling at her. Growling? Silas Keller is the strongest alpha in the world. He had to become alpha at the age of fifteen when his father was killed by rogues, bringing about his hatred for them. He’s merciless to them, which makes his decision to allow Martha and Jorge Wisteria’s rogue granddaughter to live with them without joining the pack, harder than he thought. He’s away when she arrives, but returns just days later to find her battered, bruised, and unconscious in the middle of the forest. He wouldn’t have cared if she didn’t smell like vanilla and wisteria. His mate.

"What you loved, my fair lady. wasn't me, but an illusion, a lie you were so eager to believe". his smile didn't reach his ears as he looked at her, noticing the amount of pain and betrayal her face carried."Can you say that you still love me now? The real me, with all my ugliness? can you still look over everything I've done to you and say that you love me?". He searched her eyes, hoping to find even a shred of love left in them. But just as he expected, there was none for he had destroyed it all with his own cruel hands."And now what?" "Now, It is Goodbye...", He said as he placed her on the ground, "Go back to your life, the one you had before me. Forget the the beautiful lies, forget the monstrous truths, forget me and live." Taking few steps away, she watched him carefully, afraid of the fact it might be but another trap, seeing he didn't make any moves towards her, she turned around, ready to leave but she felt his iron grip back on her arm before she was pulled into a desperate, bittersweet .*********Born as an illegitimate daughter of the King, sent away to live among the priests, Sara had a dull and meaningless life, believing she was a hidden disgrace, a black page in her father's honorable history, but her life was turned upside down when she decides to look for some answers about her true identity, and she finds herself in a journey of love, survival, secrets and heartbreaks, especially when she falls into the clutches of a demon lord who tells her she is the quill that would write the rest of their world's history...Disclaimer : I don't own the cover

Hope is a seventeen year old Omega. And for as long as she can remember, she has been moving from one pack to another with her widowed mother. Hope is a loner and all she longs for is to be accepted, to have friends and not be bullied. But coming to Crescent Manes, she meets her greatest nightmare in the form of Blake Parker, soon to be the Alpha of Crescent Manes. But Blake the tormentor carries a scar, a burden that no one knows. He holds a dark secret, one if unleashed might just spell doom to the entire race of wolves. ***** "Say it, Hope," he says, his voice dangerously low as he traps me against the cool tiled wall. A shiver runs down my spine and I have to close my eyes. His voice is pulling me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asks. "No." I try to slip away but he grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head. He presses his hard body against mine and I stifle a gasp, aware of every inch of him that is touching me. "You're not going anywhere. We're not done yet." He slides his hand up my skirt even as his lips trail from my neck to my collar bone. And lower. I can feel my resolve weakening as his hand reaches its destination. "Say it," he orders. I moan, dipping my head back. I want to say it, I really do. But I know that if I give in and say the words, there will be no going back.