Brady Bunch Cookbook

Carmiella Brookes a kind hearted teen in her senior year of high school, who despite all the things life has throwned her way, she still manages to stand on her own two feet despite her troubled past. Keeping a positive outlook in everything and being a ray of total Sunshine to all her friends. She and her family are then visited by an unexpected housemate who is staying the rest of her senior year. She finds out how troubled he is and she is determined to help him through his fight with his demons, making him aware he is worth all the saving the world could offer. With her crazy bunch and scared friends, Follow Carmiella and Bryan's love story as they face all odds and conquer their demons, giving both themselves a brighter day to look forward to.

Ashanti martin is a twenty seven year old african american. She is independent, single and fiercely competitive at her job as an assistant at one of the most prestigious clothing firms in new York. She dreams of working her way out into the world of fashion and start her own fashion trend some day in the near future. The only problem to her perfectly laid out plan is the CEO of the company who tends to go crazy at times and then fire a bunch of people whenever he feels like it. It goes without saying that ashanti doesn't like the guy one bit, but he is the CEO and it's not like she could ever have any guts to talk back at him for his arrogant and obnoxious behavior. Find out what happens when said arrogant CEO crosses paths with the outspoken ashanti.

BOUGHT! BOUND! OWNED! Kyomi King is the first born child in her family, meaning she has to scrape and fend for herself and her brother, now that her parents are gone. Her life is not all sunshine and rainbows because not only were they orphaned when they were young, but they live in a country without legal papers, making the two siblings always on the receiving end of bad things. She slaves for his only family to put bread on the table and keep the roof over their heads, enduring endless sexual assault from her boss and the customers. But it is her life, and she has learned not to thirst for things that are out of reach. Until one day when her very own flesh and blood walks in followed by a bunch of mobsters, then brazenly sells her to them without much of hesitation. Betrayed, she finds herself trapped in a world of darkness, only to discover her inner strength and blossoms into an unstoppable force. All with the help of the man who owned her. Vincenzo Russo.

A wild night, a bunch of young adults, some booze and everything fun. What could possibly go wrong! Mating season, everyone must find someone at least. Sao doesn't want a mate but he needs to have one because everyone expects everyone to. Winter doesn't care about mating either. She hopes to leave before the mates ritual. But she bumps into Sao who turns out to be her mate. The wild night takes them to a tattoo artist. One tattoo called Fahara sends them to an unknown desert. They discover hidden past between them and work together to find the heart of magic which secretly was their lives mission. Winter discovers more about herself. Turns out she is gifted. The Fahara is a kind of mind game that is treacherous and dangerous. These two must complete their mission to get out of the Fahara. They are cautious but don't forget to have fun thanks to adventurous Sao.

Nathalia Sarmiento is just one of those ordinary teenagers who wishes to graduate from college in order to help the people she treated as her real parents, who did nothing but love her as their own daughter as well. Everything seems to be perfect in her almost fairy tale story. She had a bunch of good friends, loving parents, and a comfortable life. Not until her eighteenth birthday comes. She’s about to go home when, suddenly, a black van stops right in front of her. Before she could even escape, a group of men came out and took her away. The next thing she knew was that she would arrive in a familiar mansion, and when she finally met the one who planned it all, the realization hit her hard. A mafia boss captured her. Much to her surprise, he even had the pair of shoes that she had lost before.

Growing up as a beautiful, smart, and obedient daughter, Auva Fermentera is like the perfect child that all parents desire to have. With all the money that her family has, it seems like there is nothing they can’t afford to have. But soon later, Auva realizes that it is not true when her family opposes her dream to pursue painting. Obeying them at first, Auva learns to stand up for herself when she was blamed of her engagement being cancelled as her fiancé runs away. A very cliche move. Only to find out that he is hiding in the same place she decided to start her new life. A place which will be like their canvas while they paint each other’s life. With every stroke of their paint, a bunch of colorful memories come together. But it only takes one event that made their paint brush break which stains their built memories. Will they try to fix it? Or will they let it be as it is?

All her life Jill has felt like the only people she fits in with are her two best friends. She was left as a baby in just a blanket. He adoptive parents tried to turn her in to someone she wasn't, the Queen Bee. On the night of her 16 birthday, she shifted for the first time. Her adoptive parents kicked her out convinced she was evil. Forcing her to move in with her best friends, family of witches. Now she is left with a bunch of questions. Who are her parents and why did they abandon her and leave her with humans? Who is the hot guy who seems to suddenly be following her around? Will she find the answers she seeks and when, or if she does will, she be ready to deal with the outcome? Will she find the love of parents that she desperately craves? Will she finally feel like she belongs and be happy?

On my wedding day, my sister was drugged by my fiancé's best friend and viciously assaulted by a group of groomsmen. When she came to, the shame and horror drove her to leap to her death, her broken body crumpling at my feet. Herbert Brady shielded my eyes from the grisly sight, vowing to make things right. But when the truth came out that Lori Reilly was behind it, he smashed my phone to keep me from calling the police. Lori shrugged with mock innocence. "The guys were just messing around. So what if they tore her clothes off? I've been half-naked around them plenty of times. Why was she so fragile?" She slung her arm around Herbert's neck, whining, "I told you not to marry some broke nobody. Poor people have such brittle pride. Look at the mess Mona has made." When I demanded justice, Herbert stayed cool, sliding a Centurion card across the table. "Ten million dollars. Enough to buy your silence? Lori is one of us, part of the city's elite inner circle. Push your luck, and you're making enemies of everyone who runs this town. Come on, it was just a wedding prank gone wrong." I seized the car and snapped it like a twig. Ten million dollars? To buy the life of the Woodard family's cherished heiress?

Nathalia Sarmiento is enjoying her peaceful and simple life to the fullest. She's just one of those ordinary teenagers, who wishes to graduate from college to help the people she treated as her real parents. Everything seems to be perfect. She had a bunch of good friends, loving parents and comfortable life. Not until her eighteenth birthday comes. She's about to go home when suddenly, a black van stopped right in front of her. Before she could even react, a group of men came out and took her away. The next thing she knew is that she arrives from a familiar mansion. When she finally met the one who planned it all, the realization hit her hard. She was captured by the mafia boss. It's not just it. To her surprise, he even had the pair of her shoes that she lost before.

“Darlene Roberts, you're under arrest for the death of George Martins.”I look up with misty eyes only to see a bunch of cops, guns blazing and aimed at me. Funny enough, I don't even freeze neither do I panic. My attention goes back to my ex lover whose limp body is still warm with blood oozing from his forehead and chest. His shirt is torn and his big eyes are staring blankly at me. I've managed to help shut his mouth which was agape and his twisted lips. It seems he had put up one hell of a struggle before he gave up the ghost.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in the court of law.Does the cop mean what he has just said? I mean, I'm not the murderer here. I rushed here to help as soon as I could!