Black Widow's Sister Name

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family. I can only stand there in the audience, feeling the weight of countless startled stares, too ashamed to lift my head. Later, Nicholas brushes the incident off. "You were seated farther back. It was easier to bring Natalia up on stage," he explains. Easier? I swallow the humiliation and force myself to believe it was just an unfortunate coincidence—until today, that is. I sense through our blood bond that something's wrong with Patrick, so I drop everything and race to the pack hospital. But when I arrive, Patrick is lying in Natalia's lap, whining to her in a soft voice. I step forward to introduce myself, but the healer only looks surprised. "The emergency contact form lists Natalia as his mom, though." It turns out Patrick himself had stripped me of my role as his mother. And Nicholas didn't stop him. I finally understand. I don't belong in this family anymore. That night, I tell Nicholas I want to dissolve the mate bond between us. He doesn't even look up as he says, "Don't be dramatic. You'd dissolve our bond over a single name on a form?" "Yes."

After his sister is brutally attacked and crippled investigating the rape of a thirteen-year-old, Richard Baimbridge rushes back to his hometown of Wilmington, NC, to assist in her recovery only to come face to face with his tormented past and a dark family secret. Serving as his sister's legs, he fights to stay above the flood of childhood trauma as he is drawn into the dark underside of this quiet coastal community where he becomes the primary suspect in the murders of Wilmington's young girls in this riveting suspense thriller that explores the special bond between a brother and sister. More than 500,000 copies sold worldwide. "Bill Benners is a fresh and welcomed new voice in crime fiction. My Sister's Keeper is a compelling and original psychological thriller. Awesome, powder-keg suspense!" --Andrew McAleer, Crimestalker Casebook/crimestalkers.com

He couldn't be fixed and neither could she.Ava Williams has been raising her 3 year old sister since she was born, her parents are very abusive but luckily only to her. She took a big step and ran away from home. With a fresh start she started school again hoping to stay out of trouble however life does not work in her favour. Within 1 day the notorious bad boys of the school took an interest in Ava, especially James. James McCarthy is a big time gangleader, he has power and money, no one fucks with him. That is until he meets Ava Williams, she's different, she's special. James is unable to resist Ava and Emily but he doesn't want to get them involved in his business. Heartbreak, trust, guns and a whirl wind of emotions. Join Ava and James on this wonderful journey

"If you really care for me then give him to me. Give me Sebastian!" Andrea says as tears roll down her cheeks. Killian stands there like a statue, not being able to reply to his sister. How can he give the person to his sister whom he loves? ***** Andrea and Killian Price are the residential bad girl and boy of Milestone High. They are similar in more than one way. However, they didn't know their interests were similar to the point where they would fall for the same boy. Sebastian Greenfield, a boy with the prettiest face but the ugliest fate. He harbours so much pain in his heart that he trusts no one in life. Killian, the cold and arrogant playboy, hides his vulnerability through the facade of his badboy persona. Both of them have walls built around themselves, walls so high that no one could climb them until now. It took Andrea 4 days to develop a crush on the new boy of the school who manages to ignite the fire of her desires. It took Killian 4 months to fall in love with the boy who makes him feel like himself again. Now the question arises, whom does Sebastian love? Or can he love at all? After all, a broken heart can't be mend. Or can it? Throw in an obsessed lunatic from his past and the game begins. Killian has a lot to fight if he wants to win the heart of the said boy.

The moment my sister brought Daniel home so the family could meet him was the day I knew I had to make him mine. He looked like he was written by a Latin God, six feet four, perfect for my height of five feet nine. He had jet black hair and he knew what he was doing when he wore that tight T shirt that hugged his muscles, sitting across from me on the dining table.

Apa yang kamu rasakan saat kamu diminta menggantikan saudaramu di hari pernikahannya? Kaget, kecewa, atau marah? Itulah yang dirasakan oleh Nada Inayah Gunawan. Akibat Nadia Kamila Gunawan, kakaknya kabur dari rumah, Nada yang harus menjadi pengantin wanita pengganti untuk Alfarezel Narendra. Padahal yang Nada tahu, Nadia dan Alfa sudah berpacaran selama lima tahun dan siap untuk menikah. Nada dan Alfa yang merasa tak siap menjalani pernikahan ini akhirnya membuat kesepakatan untuk tidak tidur sekamar dan tidak mencampuri urusan masing-masing. Ketika Nada perlahan mulai mencintai Alfa dengan segala kelebihan dan kekurangannya, Nadia muncul kembali dan ingin merebut Alfa dari Nada. Di sinilah Nada diuji, apakah ia akan bertahan atau menyerah.

Kayden Wolf knows 2 things guaranteed to make a girl weak in the knees: Fast cars and money And luckily, he has both. When a tragic business accident happens, he is forced into marriage with Skylar, the sister of his deceased fiancée and a black sheep of the Campbell family. ~~~ Skylar Campbell is the absolute sheep of the family. There is nothing she does that makes her family happy, no matter how hard she tries. She has gotten used to living in the shadow of her elder sister her whole life, until one day… Her sister dies. Everyone blamed her death on her. She didn’t kill her own sister. Everything she has ever known crumbles beneath her feet, and as if things couldn’t get any worse, she has to marry his dead sister’s fiancée. Why? Why does no one care about her feelings? Not the world, Not her mom and dad, Not even her husband, What will her life be like married to the one person who hates her the most?

After being betrayed by her husband and stepsister on her wedding anniversary. Roseline was given a second chance in life to make up for her mistake and take revenge on the people that had betrayed her.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God. They ran me out of the neighborhood . My life was over. Eighteen years later, Bella waltzed back into my life. A cheap thug with a fake Rolex dangled from her arm. She held my son, crocodile tears streaming down her face. She called me jealous. Accused me of stealing her flesh and blood. Of keeping a mother from her child. And my son? The one I bled myself dry for? The son I poured every last cent into, turning him into a brilliant painter? The son I starved for, so much that I ended up in a hospital bed? The moment he saw his "real" mother, he cast me aside without a second thought. "You pathetic, broke bitch!" he spat. "You stole everything from us! All the happiness that was supposed to be ours!" My parents threw me out like a dog. Bella's thug husband had his men corner me in the red-light district. They pinned me against a wall, their threats vile and clear: Never come back. I had no way out. I threw myself off the Brooklyn Bridge. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back. Eighteen years in the past. Then came the knock. Hell had found my door. I wasn’t going to be the fool who gave everything and got nothing. This time, I took control.

CAN BE READ ALONE!! Growing up, at a younger age my mom would tell me her romantic story of how she and dad met. I fell in love with their love story and would beg her to tell me every night before going to bed. I love her story so much that I could not wait to one day be old enough to find my one true mate; that every full moon, I would stare through my bedroom window and watch excitedly wolves being wandered off into the dark, having only the full moon to guide them. Seeing them, I was even more anxious to turn eighteen and to too meet my mate. The wolf, the moon goddess has blessed me with to spend my entire life with. Before my mom was taken from me, she used to tell me, a one true mate is like an alpha, and that the only difference is that he may not have a pack he's destined to rule and protect, but a single wolf he's destined to love forever. I kept that quote with me and impatiently waited until I was of the rightful age, searching under the beautiful moonlight for my one true mate. It was the most beautiful night and even more beautiful when I lay eyes on a dark hair and blue eyes handsome wolf. I could hear my wolf crying inside telling me that he was mine; that night I thought I found everything that I was looking for and ever wanted, but the next day after my one true mate mark me as his own and took my innocent. Everything wasn't going the way I thought it would be. My mate mostly. His sweet behavior towards me suddenly changes into something terrifying; something I'd never wish upon anyone.