Desperate Housewives Cookbook

Nero is a young Boy when his pack is attacked. His mother manages to hide him before he is found but once he emerges from his hiding place he is caught. Only five children manage to survive the attack, including Nero. Sold on the black market for profit only Nero is left behind. No one wanted him as he was just too small and weak looking. A young girl caught his attention in the market and an unimaginable pull towards her when she gets pushed over by a much bigger boy. In an instant he aids to her rescue protecting her, in return she hands him a medallion. He will keep safe for years to come in the hope to find her again. A stranger hides in the shadows watching the young boy, seeing the potential that lays within. He offers to buy him and takes him home to meet his Family. James is an Alpha who has a son same age as Nero. Ezra is the Alpha’s son, born with a disability which makes him slower and weaker than his peers. Nero and Ezra are incredibly close so when a desperate Alpha called for a tournament to win his daughters hand, Nero did not hesitate to agree and be Ezra’s champion. Only when it was too late he realised he won his very own mate for his best friend.

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

"Stop being a desperate child." He hissed, yanking his hand away from her. "No. I won't, not until I'm satisfied." Afterall she was lusting over the man who was her teacher and twice her age. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In which a younger girl succumbs to the ruthless mafia king.

On the most important night of her life, Bowen's pack is attacked by The Eclipse Pride, led by the ruthless Alpha Ronan, who claims her as his mate. Forced to become his Luna to protect her people, Bowen finds herself trapped with a man she can never love. Willing to do anything to escape him, Bowen goes to desperate measures for freedom. A spell gone wrong causes Bowen to team up with Alpha Ronan's brother, Beta Grant, who hates her as much as she hates him. Together, they must find their Alpha and save their packs all while dancing on that dangerous line between love and hate.

Love takes a newer twist for Oakwood's sweetheart and nudist painter Samantha Edgerton when it is discovered that she was to be betrothed to the same client she had a one night stand with a couple of days ago while on a job. Desperate for a near perfect love and a happily ever after, she would have to convince Leonard Darkwood, Alpha of the Darkwood pack, that she has more to offer than the initial perception he had of her. Danger lurks in the corner for the lovers with a banished Beta from the Darkwoods Pack coming back into the picture with revenge in mind. In this book filled with romance, suspense and betrayal will love prevail? Or will it wither away under the whirlwind of betrayal.

An accident leaves Preston Brown unable to have children. The fight over his family's fortune is heating up. Desperate for an heir, Preston arranges for me to sleep with his best friend, Rowan Kerr. I quietly dump the sleeping pills Preston gave me and pretend to be clueless. Then, I lose myself in a night of passion with Rowan. … The next morning, right in front of Preston, I smile sweetly and say, "Honey, you were incredible last night. I've never felt so good." His expression darkens. "Do you prefer the man I am by day, or the one who takes you at night?" I act bashful, tugging on his sleeve. "Both. But I especially love the one who knows how to satisfy me at night."

I spend three torturous years in a dark underground cell after taking the fall for Cole Greyhouse, a member of the nobility. He once held my hand tightly and tearfully promised that he would wait for me to return. Then, he would take my hand in marriage. However, he doesn't show up on the day I'm released from prison. I head to the palace to look for him, but all I see is him with his arm around another woman. He also has a mocking smile on his face. "Do you really think a former convict like you deserves to become a member of the royal family?" Only then do I understand that he's long since forgotten about the three years he was supposed to wait for me. I'm devastated, and my heart dies. I accept the marriage my family has arranged for me. On the big day, Cole crashes my wedding with his comrades and laughs raucously. "Are you that desperate to be my secret lover, Leah? How dare you put on a wedding gown meant for a royal bride to force me into marriage? You're pathetic!" Just then, his uncle, Fenryr Greyhouse, the youngest Alpha King in Lunholm's history, hurriedly arrives. He drapes a shawl around my shoulders and slides a wedding ring onto my finger. That's when Cole panics.

Desperate to save her mother, Sophia sells her virginity to the highest bidder—only to discover he’s Alpha Allan, the son of the reigning Alpha she’s secretly loved for years. Bound to serve him, she must navigate desire, betrayal, and heartbreak. But when love isn't returned, can she reclaim her heart, or will she be able to get the powerful Alpha to fall crazily in love with her?

"Father, I accept the marriage alliance with the Blackwood Pack." Silence stretched on his end of the link before he finally replied, "Caterina, are you certain?" "I am." I didn't tell him the real reason. Last night, a heart-shattering agony ripped through our Mate Bond, through that damned bond, I saw everything— My mate, Alpha Rocco, was in the cabin on his private hunting grounds, pinning his childhood sweetheart, Scarlett, against the wall and kissing her with a desperate frenzy. I confronted Scarlett directly at the pack meeting, a flicker of triumph flashed in her eyes before she feigned innocence. "Caterina, I have no idea what you're talking about." Just then, Rocco's voice boomed through the open mind-link, echoing in the minds of everyone present. "Caterina, as the Luna of the pack, you shouldn’t cause a scene like this. Scarlett is just a friend. " In that moment, my heart died completely. He was my Alpha, my husband—the man I had spent years helping rise to power. I severed my mind-link with Rocco. The pain of the forced disconnection was so intense I could barely stand, but I straightened my spine and sent my reply. "I'll be home in two weeks." Go home and marry the most powerful Alpha in North America. They say he is cold and ruthless, unmoved by any she-wolf. Perfect. I don't need love. I just need an Alpha strong enough to help me secure the Silver Moon Pack. And as for Rocco? The Moon Goddess gave us a destiny, and he shattered it with his own hands. Now, I will seize my own.

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....