Casey Liss

I served; I did what I needed to do, but it wasn't good enough. I sat chained in a dark room for nearly 3 hard, painful years, trying my best to keep myself protected and together when all I wanted to do was crumble under the pain and loss of my self-worth and ability to defend myself. There was never an even fight. It was them against me. Tied up. My brother is my life. We are Twins, and when I found out that he had died even though I tried my best to keep him alive and save him, My whole world fell to pieces. I'm a fighter; I don't back down so easily. I fight for what I believe in, but his death brings me to my knees and makes me feel as though I am drowning. His best friend is there to pick me back up. He makes me feel safe and loved, even when I can't love or forgive myself. He shows up even when I don't want him to, and he proves that he is there. Encourages me to take that leap and believe in myself. But can I really do this? Can I live even without my brother here?

I was diagnosed with Neurogenic Wolf Spirit Atrophy. In half a month, I would be dead. The day I received the diagnosis, I decided to give up treatment and donate my body to the Central Research Institute after my death. Through the mind link, I reached out to my brother, whom I hadn’t seen in six years, hoping he would help me sign the papers. He sneered and cut off the link without any hesitation. With the Spirit Severance Donation Contract, a formal waiver of my right to have my wolf spirit returned to my pack's sacred grounds after death, I crossed countless territories alone to the high-ranking city where he resided. He had been promoted to commander of the Silverfang Patrol, basking in glory. He casually signed the document without even looking at me, then said with chilling indifference, “Don’t ever come to me again. Given how ungrateful you are, I can't be bothered to give you a proper burial." I nodded lightly. “I understand.” He did not know that the money for his treatments in the past years had come from me. Now, there were only seven days left until my death.

Melissa a young beautiful blued tail mermaid slave ran away from home on her 18th birthday after she was set free from her mother's punishment she completed. She left the sea and met Asher a young billionaire CEO who she previously saw his picture in the sea and one of her reason for coming to human world.

Leah had discovered her first real betrayal from the ones she loved the most... or so she thought. Her half-sister, wanted everything she had, but the one thing that was supposed to be hers, was ripped and taken from her too. When a kind stranger comes along, what does she do? Should she continue to seek her revenge or should she give up on the idea altogether? What happens when the stranger finds himself wanting her more and more? Is it fate or just a simple coincidence? One secret, one undiscovered truth, what will happen next? After all, there is pain before bliss...

Natalie Grace Ivanov , daughter of Dimitri Ivanov the CEO of crime ,is a strong and sophisticated girl .She is smart and knows her way out of a problem , being a fine contriver . Adrian Victor Smirnov is the son of the second largest mob in Russia and the biggest potent rival of Ivanov mob . Adrian is a brutal manipulator with an intricate personality. Russian criminal culture is something special , the thieves-in-law hold many powers Natalie goes to USA for further studies for 2 years . Adrian sees this as a golden opportunity to know more about the Ivanov gang through her , thinking of her as a gullible girl and goes to the same college. With nothing in his mind but vengeance for the past not knowing that Natalie is not the one to be fooled . -- They hate each other's guts yet understand each other the best . They think they don't want each other yet burn with the thought of someone else with them They want to just get done with each other yet become everything together . Love and hate ... same passion , same impulse ... " Love was never good to me but all I know is that if I wanted a place in this world , it would be next to her ." "We are too bad for others but too good for each other ." -- Both loyal to their families , both take life as it comes and never complain With a decade of enmity between the gangs but what would they choose at the end love or hate ? Read to find out.

This book is authored by Dripping Creativity. “Stay away, stay away from me, stay away,” she shouted, over and over. She kept shouting even though it seemed she had run out of things to throw. Zane was more than a little interested in knowing exactly what was going on. But he couldn’t focus with the woman making a ruckus. “Will you shut the fuck up!” he roared at her. She fell silent and he saw tears start to fill her eyes, her lips trembled. Oh fuck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He would rather have a gunfight with a hundred of his worst enemies than have to deal with one crying woman. “And your name is?” he asked. “Ava,” she told him in a thin voice. “Ava Cobler?” he wanted to know. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, it surprised her. She almost forgot to nod. “My name is Zane Velky,” he introduced himself, holding out a hand. Ava’s eyes grew bigger as he heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. “You have heard of me,” he smiled, he sounded satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone who lived in the city knew the name Velky, it was the largest mafia group in the state with its centre in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family, the don, the big boss, the huge honcho, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked brain spin out of control. Trigger warnings: Talk about SA Body image issues Light BDSM Descriptive descriptions of assaults Self harm Harsh language

"It hurts…" Joanna Horton clutched her swollen belly in agony, a deep, wrenching pain twisting through her that words couldn't describe. Terror filled her voice as she cried out, "It hurts so bad… Theo… please, save our baby…" But outside, there was only silence—except for the soft, steady sounds of prayers and chanting from the next room. That was where her monk husband, Theo Brook, was, praying for the soul of his long-dead first love. Ever since Sharon Cooper jumped off that building, Theo had been grief-stricken. He left everything behind and became a monk, never missing a single night of chanting for her. People said he had the heart of a saint, that he was devoted and had never stopped loving her. But they didn't know that just on the other side of that wall was Joanna—his lawfully wedded wife, the one he had once married in a grand ceremony. Joanna was burning up with fever, her eyes barely open, her face pale and tired. A few days ago, she had made Theo angry. Since then, no matter how much she cried out in pain, he ignored her. Another sharp wave of pain hit, and suddenly, a rush of blood spilled from between her legs. The baby inside her stopped moving. She knew then—her child was gone.

Damon Karsyn had this creepy desire for . When he found out the perfect match for him, his demon horn began to wiggle in satisfaction. His manipulative, dominant, and masochistic side will lead him to destroy the innocent toy of him. Keatton Morgan is the only child and heiress of Elise and William Morgan. The epitome of a persistent and intelligent son he is but on the contrary to it, he was weak and fragile but feisty. In spite of his gender identity and sexual orientation, he wants to prove to his parent that he can be successful without depending on them. "Please, Dr. Karsyn. Do-Don't me" Keatton pleaded while his blood began to flow. "The prey is now in my inferno. Don't worry Kitty ! I will give you blissful hell" and with one punch, Keattons vision began to dim.

After being suspected of killing someone, an innocent lady found herself running away from the furious man in order to hide from his wrath. People describe Fortunate Agony Fariscal as an epitome of gentleness and serenity who belongs to a well-known family. She has everything she needs in life but her vulnerable heart can't stop dreaming for more. While she's pursuing her dreams, her heart is fighting for her cousin's bodyguard even his world was different from her life. She did her best to know him better. Naging magkalapit sila ng lalaki at nagkamabutihan sa kabila ng agwat ng kanilang pamumuhay at magkaibang pananaw. Everything went smoothly not until the incident happened. All of her efforts and sacrifices crashed into pieces... including his promises. Will their hearts aim for bliss through ignorance or should their world collide again for justice?

Bound In Blissful Hell This is the reality of Olivia Hart when her brother's crazy prank goes haywire. She's ends up being pregnant by hell himself. With green eyes like fresh dew glinting in the sunlight, he made both men and women swoon at the sight of him no matter their sexual preference. He's HELL on legs and she's BOUND to him.