Cybertron Elite Guard

Ash Parker is a rare scholar at elite Saint Blaise's Academy (SBA). She's a good kid, just trying to get by in school, despite being a social outcast among her affluent peers. Just before her 18th birthday, a sudden transformation turns her life upside-down. Her werewolf blood is awakened and she gains the ability to shapeshift into a terrible beast. Hunter Guzman is a handsome boy who's popular at the Academy. As the sole heir of a rich and powerful clan, he's got everything going for him: killer looks, athleticism, charisma, and influence. He's also secretly a werewolf, descended from a strong, noble line of Lycidae. The two accidentally encounter each other on a hunt and form a fast bond. Ash thinks that being with Hunter will help her understand and control her newfound abilities. On the other hand, Hunter thinks that he and Ash are the One True Pairing that will save the Lycans from extinction. Is there a middle ground for two wolf kids trying to navigate love and transformation?

As the current head of the Legion of North, a group of elite and highly conservative wolf clans in North America, Alpha Pierre Morrison was bound by his duty to preserve peace and order throughout the land. When a group of liberal-minded wolves called the Scarlet Union was threatening to wreck havoc in their traditions and way of living, he vowed to take down the organization at all cost. His plans were shaken when he met its charismatic leader, Shey Collins, who happens to be his long-awaited mate. Will their opposite views in life hinder the bond they are destined to have?

A girl who looks magical. She will use her youth and beauty to make her dreams come true. Lenor has dreams. She wants to have everything in life. She loves luxury, money, and power. She does not believe in love. She believes that money is important in happiness. marriage. On her 18th birthday, the dream becomes a reality. She meets a man who is 20 years older than her. The man has everything she wants. He will enter the life of the elite, but he will soon realize that there is love when he meets a handsome and handsome guy and she will immediately fall in love with him. But this love will not be possible. He is forbidden from her. Will they manage to be together or not ......

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

“I want to kiss you.” He stroked my neck slowly. “You are playing with fire,” I breathed.“Burn me,” he whispered.***The Malta elite society never interacts with the lower class. This did not stop art curator Wade Malkiel from falling in love at first sight with Vaughn Everette, the mayor’s son. But things did not go as planned, and Vaughn rejected Wade, so he vowed never to trust anyone and closed his heart to the feeling of love. He left Malta for Italy where he spent ten years until the ultimate demise of his godfather forced him to return home to Malta.His return to Malta catches everyone off-guard especially now that he is no longer the poor boy but a rich man whose investments span the entire elite society businesses.Will Wade be able to open his heart again to Vaughn after the heartbreak that ended in him leaving Malta? The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover is created by Anna Baibe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

With a father who is compulsive gambler and stinking drunk, Reine is constantly stuck trying to correct his mistakes. So when debt threatens to drag them in, she has no other choice than to leave the town she has known her whole life to the city, hoping to find a job.Her search is unsuccessful, but then she meets Jax, who offers her an insane sum of money to pretend to be his fiancée. It is with little hesitation that she accepts, hoping to guard her heart. Jax has been given an ultimatum by the board of directors; settle down or lose all he has worked for. When he overhears Reine’s conversation, he pins her as a golddigger, a thought further solidified when she accepts his offer to be his pretend fiancée.Both thought they would come out of the experience totally unscathed, but the more it goes on, the more attached they become to each other and the harder it is to let go.

On the day of her engagement, her boyfriend had run off. She drowned her sorrows unexpectedly, then she made love with her boyfriend's older brother. Two families caught the two people the next morning in bed! "If that's the case, then get married!" The man who had always been cold and calm used a simple sentence that couldn't be simpler than the conclusion of the relationship between the two. Marrying Damian Desmond??? She doesn't dare! From childhood to adulthood, for some reason, the person she feared the most was him. Her world with his was radically different. Who is Damian Desmond? The pillar of the nation, the elite of society, the first family, the first intelligence, the heart is more treacherous than anything else and is desperate, and she is just a child of a second wife, not just a slow mind. A slow, reluctant appearance can only be considered elegant, the family background goes without saying, it is as different as chalk and cheese. So, in everyone's eyes, Fiona Forger, she is "an ugly toad dreaming of eating swans. So this time, basically no one expected that the person who ran off was her...

BOOK ONE ~ I was born Vanessa Montgomery. But to be honest, I have always hated that name. ~ In a small fantasy world where loving your fellow gender is a crime that can get you arrested or worse, killed, Vanessa is asked to choose between going to jail or going to a home for 'getting better' and she might be a little bitch but she knew she would not survive a day in prison so getting better it was. Except if she knew what she was getting herself into, she would have gladly ran to prison and kissed the prison guard personally. In a place where each individuals name is changed into flavours that match their personality and are drawn to one another like magnets. Would she able to ignore the attractions that come out from her in waves for them or would she find herself tangled in a web of madness that she would never be able to escape from? WARNING: This is a polyamory/polyfidelity book with more than three characters having a relationship. There would be slight use of cuss words, mature content and basically everything that makes a book half smut and half fluff.

The arrival of Andros, Brendi and Draynes to the human world made a difference to the human world. Andros, the cold vampire who can't control his emotions, Brendi and Draynes who are assigned by Queen Mitra to guard Andros movements. on the other hand Queen Meralda followed them into the human world on the orders of King Darkos, the vampire King. Various oddities begin to occur, Nabila, who has been a human since childhood, can feel strange things in Andros. it's just that all of that even made him feel the pain that should have been healed long ago. It is different with Assandra, who suspects Andros's group, and Alaska who likes Naomi. There is also Putri who makes a genk group in class and likes to mess up other people's days. The secret behind the vampire world, the balance between the human world and the vampire world and the redstone incarnation puzzle continues to accompany their story. Nabila, Assandra, Alaska and Putri must be caught in the dark circle of the vampire world. while Naomi the cold vampire is forced to follow the wishes of Queen Meralda, the vampire queen. The existence of Queen Meralda and King Darkos, as well as the riddle behind the incarnation of the Red Stone. Will they be able to express it?Only the darkness in the shadows is visible.

Attending a high school reunion, I rode my motorcycle to the venue. By the time I arrived at the Moon Valley Hotel, most of my former classmates were already there. Everyone seemed to be doing well for themselves. The parking lot was filled with luxury cars belonging to high-ranking pack members. There was even a Rolls Royce that belonged to the son of an Alpha. As I dismounted from my motorcycle, a former male classmate I barely remembered looked at me with disdain. "Well, well, if it isn't our former class president. Still riding a basic bike like an omega, I see." During dinner, everyone was fawning over the Alpha's son while completely ignoring me in the corner. Only Derek, our former class monitor and now a beta, sat beside me with a sympathetic look. "Don't worry about it. Even though you're still just an omega like your parents, I'm sure one day you'll rise up in the pack rankings." I couldn't help but smirk, whispering under my breath: "This isn't just any motorcycle. It's the Royal Guard's official vehicle."