Bubble Guppies Something Fishy Going On Novels & Stories

On Valentine's Day, I wait for my wife, Nancy Curtis, to get off work after preparing a candlelit dinner for our date. But she only texts me at 9:00 pm. "I have something going on at the company. There's no need to wait for me." Soon, I see a Facebook post made by Nancy's secretary, Derek Jones. "I'm on a business trip with my female boss on Valentine's Day. The thing is, the hotel's fully booked. Oops, this is getting awkward…" The photo in the post features a feminine silhouette standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window while draped in a bathrobe. Everyone in the comment section compliments Derek for being lucky, seeing as the boss of his has a smoking hot figure and is extremely charming. Derek merely replies with a cheeky emoji. So, it turns out that Nancy's "business" is having fun with her own secretary, eh? I take a screenshot of Derek's post before uploading it to my own social media feed. I even include a smiley as a caption. Immediately, Nancy calls me on the phone and starts berating me. "Derek was just cracking a joke! Why are you being so petty, huh? And here I thought you were mature!" I end the call immediately before texting her, "Let's get a divorce."

Alessia gets kidnapped by a dangerous mafia Boss for having a relationship with the Mafia enemy. The Mafia Don, Rodion Konstantin, believes that a friend to his enemy is also an enemy, so he treats Alessia as an enemy. Stuck in Mafia Territory,  working for Rodion as a maid, Alessia ends up finding a secret that Rodion has been hiding. A secret considered to be Rodion's point of weakness. She learns that he is fighting  a fatal disease. She knows that Rodion's enemies could use this to bring him down. When Rodion learns that Alessia knows about his disease, he is left with no choice but to kill her, but he can't, because this girl that he kidnapped is always in his mind. He is busy fighting his sickness and also busy fighting his feelings for her. He doesn't believe in love, but he feels something strong for her. With Alessia having a secret that can get her free, will she tell Rodion's enemies about it? Being the powerful man in Italy, feared for his name, will Rodion risk keeping her alive or will he end her and continue hiding his sickness? How will two enemies fall in love when Alessia thinks he hates her and Rodion thinks she is going to use his weakness and bring him down?

"What do you want?" he asked. "I want you to f**k me every time I do a good job." Joanne replied. Joanne Belfort didn't want to lose her new secretary job with Billionaire Charles McAllister. Her life hung in the balance. From running away from her abusive mother at home, to going to College and dropping out, and to marrying another deadbeat abuser that wanted to f**k other women that didn't want him, it seems Joanne had never done a single right thing in her entire life. But this was the final straw. After she had left her husband to crash with a former college friend and start a new secretary job, her firm had lost a paper-only bid for Charles McAllister's billion dollar company. And she was blamed for it. Mr. McAllister made a strange demand for compensation; the firm was to release her to him, or they would all face gross consequences for losing the document. Now Joanne must do everything right in her new job to avoid jail time. Will Joanne manage to get it right this time? Does the billionaire want her just for her body, or something else? Is her ex-husband still lurking out somewhere for a second chance? Can Joanne and Charles both handle the oncoming fallout of this spontaneous relationship?

My sister ate the half plate of mango I had left on the table and broke out in hives from her allergy. My brother stormed over, pried my mouth open, and poured the mango juice straight down my throat. "You love mangoes so much, don't you? Today you'll get your fill." The juice flooded my lungs. I choked, fighting for air as my throat swelled in agony, begging him to save me. Instead, he turned and locked me in the basement. "Betty suffered because of you, so don't expect any comfort. Stay down here and reflect on what you've done. Growing up without any real guidance. No wonder you're so vicious." Two days later, my mom remembered me. "Ralph, that's enough. Let Catherine out. If she stays there much longer, she might start resenting Betty." My dad chimed in casually, "What's the big deal? Just buy her something nice to make up for it." My spirit clung to his back, floating along with them toward the basement. I'd like to see how they were going to compensate a dead girl.

The day I was released from prison was New Year's Eve. My fiancée had promised to pick me up. Instead, she was busy ringing in the New Year with the man she had always loved. By the time I found my way back home from memory, she was in the middle of a cheering crowd, wrapped in his arms. "Nancy, Samuel's getting out today. Aren't you going to pick him up?" someone asked. Nancy Wheeler let out a soft laugh, her red lips curling slightly. "Pick him up? What's more important, him or New Year's? He's been in there for years. One more day won't kill him." "Aren't you afraid he'll be angry?" Colder than the wind and snow outside were Nancy's indifferent words. "He's the one who made a mistake. What right does he have to be angry? The fact that I was still willing to be with him was already a mercy." As the words left her mouth, she lifted her gaze, only to meet mine. The smile froze on her face. The cold light from inside fell across me, and something in my heart froze with it. She said she was still willing to have me. However, I no longer wanted her.

She was born on the night her mother died and they never let her forget it. For eighteen years, Ivory Ashwood has lived in the margins of her father's pack—unwanted, unshifted, and hiding violet eyes behind contacts because the last time someone saw their real color, they called her cursed and meant it. She has learned to be invisible. She has learned that surviving and living are two very different things and that she has only ever been doing one of them. On her eighteenth birthday, her father sells her to settle a debt. But the night does not go the way anyone planned because Lycan King Zion Valdris arrives at Silverstone, takes one look at Ivory across a crowded clearing, and feels three years of constant pain vanish from his chest. He does not believe in coincidences so he buys her contract before midnight. Ivory has survived monsters her entire life. She is not impressed by powerful men. She is not going to fall in love with a king just because the universe says she should. But something is waking up inside her, it is older than the mate bond, older than pack law, older than the Moon Goddess herself and when it fully opens its eyes, nothing in Aeloria will ever be the same again. Least of all her.

When Deidre Carey inherits her grandmother’s woodland cottage, she returns to Moonhollow Village for the first time in years for a fresh start. When she learns that her first crush is still living in the village, she finds herself drawn to him, regardless of his tempestuous moods. When she begins to unearth the web of secrets her grandma left behind, Deidre finds herself caught up in more than she ever could have imagined when she returned to the sleepy little mountain town. Grant Hawthorne was always going to be the town disappointment, but something has changed in all those years since Deidre’s been gone. In an accident that took his older brother’s life, Grant’s world was changed forever when he became not just the sole guardian to his young niece, but a werewolf. Grant does everything in his power to keep the curse subdued and secret, but all his walls come crashing down around him when his world collides with the force of nature that is Deidre Carey. “Of Wolves and Magic” explores the tumultuous relationship between a newly realized witch and a troubled man suffering from a lycanthropic curse as they navigate the complex secrets of the supernatural world lurking just beneath Moonhollow’s deceptively cozy surface.

I was being sold. I shuddered. Whoever would buy me… “Raise your number again, and I will rip out your throat.” Whoever it was, they were violent. I heard a hiss of pain and gasps around the room. Soon after, I was dragged off the stage and down the hall again. Then, I was tossed onto something soft like a bed. “I’m going to untie you now, okay?” “You smell so good…” he groaned and placed a hand on my thigh. “What’s your name?” Staring at the two twins in front of me, I cannot find a word to say. They even told me about a world beyond my understanding. “You’re a hybrid. There are things you need to understand about our world before we take you back to the pack. Thousands of years ago, the Old Moon Goddess passed away.” “When she was alive, we were one large pack, but when she died, we split up. Currently, there are the Black Moon, Blood Moon, and Blue Moon packs. The Blue Moon Pack is the most powerful.” ******Lucy, a hybrid of human and werewolf from White Moon Pack, the second goddess of the moon, the only survivor of the White Moon Pack. She has the power to unify the wolves, and because of her special identity, her parents died at the hands of the alpha of another pack.

I caught my boyfriend cheating. So I went to the one man he feared most—his father. But heartbreak turned into hate. And hate led me straight into Asher’s arms. Now I’m caught in something twisted and wrong… It was meant to hurt him. Still he won’t let me go without a fight. Asher Thompson isn’t just a father. He’s the man behind the mask. A mafian billionaire who hides his criminal empire beneath silk suits and polite smiles. And now, he owns me. I wanted revenge, to make Henry hurt. But each time Asher took me apart with a look. And every time I try to leave, he drags me deeper into his world of secrets and sin. He touches me like he owns me. He looks at me like I was made to be his. But I don’t know what’s worse, the pain Henry caused… Or how much I still feel for him, even while I’m in his father’s bed. And when the truth comes out? Someone’s going to bleed. And I’m not sure I want to survive it. This started with heartbreak. Now it’s war. And I’m the one holding the match.

Asher Martins has spent most of his life trying to become the version of himself everyone else wanted. At nineteen, he studies Engineering to satisfy his father, hides his passion for art from his family, and quietly endures a home where love always seems conditional. But everything begins to change the night he stops a stranger from jumping off a bridge. That stranger is Leonard Michaels. Cold, distant, and born into one of the most powerful billionaire families in the country, Leonard seems like someone completely out of Asher’s reach. Yet after a chance reunion at an art exhibition, the two are drawn into each other’s lives in ways neither of them expected. What begins as a series of accidental meetings slowly becomes something deeper. As Leonard and Asher grow closer, they find comfort in each other that they have never found anywhere else. But Leonard is hiding a devastating secret, one that makes him believe loving Asher is the cruelest thing he could ever do. With family expectations, betrayal, jealousy, and time itself working against them, the two are forced to decide whether love is worth holding onto, even when it is destined to end in heartbreak. Because sometimes, the person who makes you want to live is also the person you are going to lose.