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Izan looked deeply into her eyes. "Once betrayed, twice tested." "There's something called rejection, Izan." "I don't believe in rejection, Astra." Astra Tomasi mistakenly found her mate when she was delivering bread to her Alpha. Alpha Izan Volkov was visiting his friend when he met his mate. He had been betrayed once and it was never to happen again so believing he can push Astra away by maltreating her, he is shocked to find out she is so much more than he sees. Alpha Izan who doesn't want his mate also doesn't want to reject her for some reason and Astra who doesn't care about him or his rules makes his life hellish, but when an unplanned circumstance makes her flee from him, will Izan die out slowly or will he search for his mate? And if he does find her, will Astra be willing to return to him even with her addition? What if the very thing Izan despises the most enters his heritage? Will the Unbreakable Luna stand by him?

“Spend a night with me and I assure you that all your financial problems will be solved.” He smirked wearing a smug look she desperately wanted to wipe from his face. “I am not interested in your damn offer. I'll leave now, it was a mistake coming here in the first place.” She sighed and turned to leave, but he pulled her to himself and whispered into her ears. “What about your sister? Are you just going to watch her die? Do you want to live the rest of your life knowing that you had a chance to save her but didn't?” ***** Annabel is devastated after her father's death. Being the first child of the family, she is left to repay her father's numerous debts. The debtors were determined to rid her and her sister of everything they had if they failed to pay. She had an encounter with the famous playboy billionaire — Roland D'Villle. An encounter that led to the loss of her job and only source of survival, and which in turn opened doors to numerous bitter-sweet experiences for her, but fate was about to play a massive one on her. What does fate have in stock for her this time?

A week after getting into a cold war with Alexander Griffin, his friends drag me to a private room. They drink and smoke inside, not caring that I have asthma. My breathing speeds up and it starts to get difficult for me. My hands tremble as I call Alexander and tell him I'm about to die. However, he's with his childhood sweetheart. He doesn't answer my calls. He finally answers when I'm about to pass out, but all he does is berate me. "You're old enough to know not to be so childish, Isabelle. Why would you think of joking around with your life? "Sasha's injured, and I'm tending to her wound—it's my duty as a doctor. Don't tell me you're jealous over that! For the last time, there's nothing between Sasha and me. It's up to you whether you believe it!" Later, I die in that private room. His friends throw my body into the sea to cover up their crimes. One day, Alexander finds my journal. That's when he loses his mind…

Three years ago, Amelia Stone vanished after her father’s sudden death. She is left heartbroken, pregnant, and convinced billionaire Xade Cross betrayed them both. Now, she’s back in London, living under a false name and identity, working as a maid in Xade’s mansion. Her plan is simple: uncover the truth about her father’s stolen invention, protect her secret son, and disappear again before anyone finds out who she is. But fate has other plans. When Xade’s car crashes outside his estate one stormy night, Amelia is forced to save the man she swore she'd never show sympathy for. Injured and intrigued, Xade demands she stay close, as his personal assistant during his recovery. Soon, their past bleeds into the present. Feelings bloom against their will and lines begin to blur. Secrets begin to sprout and everything becomes jumbled up and more confusing than Amelia expected. Amelia is convinced she holds no feelings towards him except hatred. But does love ever truly die?

My cousin, Kaylee Langford, pushes me down the ski slope when there's an avalanche. My boyfriend, Atlas Ferguson, lifts her into his arms and leaves. He seems to have forgotten that I'm buried underneath the snow mountain. He leaves me stranded at the valley for seven days. He's furious when he finds me. "You should be glad nothing went wrong with Kaylee's arms. Otherwise, the only way you could atone would be to die on this mountain! Our wedding is canceled—we'll have it once you realize what you did wrong." He thinks I'll cry or kick up a fuss, but I merely nod and say, "Okay." He doesn't know that I've made a deal with the Moon Goddess. In six days, I'll be giving up the things that mean most to me—my love for Atlas and my memories of him. Once that happens, I'll forget everything about him and start afresh somewhere new. What does a wedding matter when the Ember Sloane who loved him is now dead?

At twelve years old, Zevran Ilvane was already a monster in the making. He was cold, Ruthless, and a psychopath. But that all changes when his father kidnaps Vesper Grey Lysan and brings her home. Zevran takes one look at her, and she becomes the object of his obsessive devotion. Broken but desperate to survive, Vesper is ready to do whatever it takes to escape her hell, so she manipulates Zevran's obsession to her advantage. She gains his trust and promises to take him with her if he helps her escape. But she does not keep to her word. Instead, she kills his father with the weapon he gave her and runs, leaving Zevran bleeding and betrayed. But the boy she betrayed didn't die—he became something far worse. Ten years later, Zevran Ilvane is no longer a boy. He's a cold, calculating Mafia king, and he's been waiting. Watching. Planning. Vesper owes him a promise. And he intends to collect–with her body, her soul, and every breath she takes. She used his love to escape him once. Now he'll use it to break her.

Emma Hart thought she led an ordinary life—until a single mysterious message changes everything. When her phone flashes a countdown and a distorted voice warns her not to look outside, Emma realizes she’s caught in a deadly game she doesn’t understand. Shadows move faster than any human, storms rage with unnatural fury, and the city she calls home becomes a maze of fear and secrets. With only twelve minutes to act, Emma must uncover who—or what—is hunting her, why she was chosen, and how to survive when time itself seems to be against her. Racing against a relentless enemy, she discovers hidden powers, buried truths, and the shocking revelation that the world is far more dangerous than anyone could imagine. The Last Signal is a pulse-pounding thriller that blends suspense, supernatural mystery, and heart-stopping tension, asking one question: when the clock is ticking, who can you trust—and who is already watching from the shadows?

Everyone who lives will die, and nothing they do can stop it. That's the way things are. The circle of life. And a single undeniable truth. The minute we are born we start our journey of that cycle and we will continue down that path until we take our very last breath. However, not all life spans are the same. Some people live to an old age. Others die young. Some die of natural causes, and others die of accidents, murder, or disease. It's the sad truth of being human and death doesn’t discriminate. But what if someone could see their death coming? Would they do everything in their power to stop it from happening, or would they live their lives to the fullest since they knew it was coming to an end? Would they fight tooth and nail to be able to stay earthside for even a minute longer or would they succumb to the inevitable? This is the universal question and the only ones who can answer it are the people who saw their deaths, people like me. My name is Remi Woods. I'm eighteen years old, and for as long as I can remember, I've been able to see how a person will die with a single touch. At first, I wasn't quite sure what was happening and I was terrified that maybe I was going crazy, but after my visions kept coming to fruition no matter what I did, I knew I was different, and not in a good way.

Sloane is bright, fiercely athletic, almost 20 yo Sophomore student. On the track, she's a promising runner with Olympic-sized dreams. Off the track, she's perfectly happy being one of the guys, "the funny one"-a sharp contrast to the typical well dress college girl. But last semester, her tomboy façade cracked. A disastrous, unreciprocated confession to her lifelong best friend left a permanent, painful dent in their friendship. She was ready to power through the awkwardness, keep her head down, and focus on her sophomore season, when, her world was shaken. A celebrated international star athlete and new exchange student, steps onto campus and into Sloane's life. He's popular, he's gorgeous, and he sees the vibrant woman under the baggy sweatshirts. He doesn't just challenge Sloane on the field; he forces her to confront her greatest flaw: her deep-seated belief that she's not beautiful. But as he teaches her what "beauty" truly means, a complicated new set of rules emerges, with her scholarship at risk and loosing her mind over calculus. Can Sloane chase her running dreams, navigate a new and intense romance, and survive the rumors, bad grades, and campus chaos that follow? Or will the pressure of becoming someone new lead to the biggest stumble of her life? ♡ This romantic comedy explores the complications of academic and athletic pressure at the high level demanded by universities as well as the modern beauty standards, while also capturing how fun and dramatic campus life can be for young people. ┖┈┈┈┈୨♡୧┈┈┈┈୨♡୧┈┈┈┈୨♡୧┈┈┈┈┚ This book is entirely a work of fiction. The characters are all fictional, and all rights to this work are reserved by the author.

Am Tag vor dem Abschlussball der Highschool lockte Ethan Luciano mich ins Bett. Er war grob und begehrte mich die ganze Nacht. Trotz der Schmerzen war mein Herz voller Süße. Denn ich hatte Ethan seit zehn Jahren heimlich geliebt – endlich hatte sich mein Traum erfüllt. Er sagte, er wolle mich nach dem Abschluss heiraten. Sobald er die Führung der Familie Luciano von seinem Vater übernehme, würde er mich zur mächtigsten Frau der Familie machen. Am nächsten Tag hielt Ethan mich umarmt in seinen Armen, als er meinem Adoptivbruder gestand, dass wir nun ein Paar seien. Schüchtern saß ich auf seinem Schoß und fühlte mich wie die glücklichste Frau der Welt. Doch plötzlich wechselten sie ins Italienische. Lucas, mein Adoptivbruder, neckte: „Ganz der Young Boss – bei seinem ersten Mal springt ihm gleich die Schönheitskönigin in die Arme.“ „Und wie schmeckt dir meine kleine Schwester?“ Ethan antwortete gleichgültig: „Außen rein und unschuldig, aber im Bett verdammt versaut.“ Ringsum brach Gelächter aus. „Soll ich sie also meine kleine Schwester oder meine zukünftige Schwägerin nennen?“ Doch Ethan runzelte die Stirn. „Welche Schwägerin? Ich will die Cheerleaderin erobern, aber hab Angst, sie findet mich schlecht im Bett. Also übe ich vorher kurz was an Cynthia.“ „Dass ich mit Cynthia geschlafen habe, erzählt das bitte nicht Sylvia. Ich will nicht, dass sie sauer wird.“ Was sie nicht wussten: Ich hatte längst heimlich Italienisch gelernt – nur um eines Tages mit Ethan mithalten zu können. Ich sagte kein Wort. Ich änderte einfach stillschweigend meine Universitätsbewerbung – von Caltech zum MIT.