Dog Suicide Bridge

Building an empire comes first. Or it did until I met her. My family’s billion-dollar hotel chain has been my life for as long as I can remember. Travel. Women. Wealth. That’s all I know, until fate grabs me by the throat and decides to not let up. She’s a beach body, a beautiful, curvy California girl who hasn't found the right person to give into yet. I would have felt the same, but something about her has me pacing the floor at night. And my father sent me out to her hotel specifically. The sly dog knowing that she’s exactly the woman I need in my future. But it’s not that easy. It never is. Not until our love produces a little one. Then everything changes. Especially me. Now I want more than just one night. I want forever.

On the day of our wedding, Liam Hopkins’ childhood sweetheart stood by the bridge, threatening to take her own life. The moment he hung up the phone, he was ready to leave. Desperately, I clung to his sleeve. “Liam, if you walk out that door, it’s over between us!” “Diana! This is a matter of life and death. I’ll marry you, but don’t make a scene!” With those words, he turned and rushed away, leaving me standing alone. Determined, I spun around and completed the wedding vows with another man. But later, he dared to ask why I didn’t wait for him. I laughed coldly. “Belated love? It’s cheaper than dirt.”

"Mommy, can you give daddy a second chance?" Jasper asked sadly, Leah sign as she looked at the fearsome president looking at her with sad puppy dog eyes. Leah's marriage breaks down, and she keeps her son's paternity a secret. But when her son needs medical treatment, secrets unravel, and Axel, her ex-husband, discovers the truth. He must decide if he will fight for his family and if Leah will give him a second chance.

Daisy enters the Italian mafia palace as a new maid, working for the mafia family her father gave his life for. She has one intention: to improve her family's living conditions. Hoping to work in peace without getting into trouble, her plans go down the drain when Salvatore, the second son of the mafia king, takes an interest in her. Salvatore, often seen as a backup to his brother, was raised with neglect and tossed around without care. He does not know love, he's filled with hate and anger, but everything changes when a certain maid enters his life, showing him a different perspective. Will love bloom between this unlikely pair? Can they bridge the huge gap between their worlds? As a mafia prince and a lowly maid, their love is strictly forbidden, a betrayal that could destroy their families and their future. Join Daisy and Salvatore on their journey as they navigate secrets that will change their lives forever.

"Emily Danzi has been stalked by a deranged man for most of her adult life. She thought she had left him behind when she moved to the west coast of Canada, but one rainy night, he catches up with her. Emily finds a temporary solution by having a complete stranger pose as her boyfriend. Byron Pomeroy, the man who was about to end his own life by jumping off a bridge scares off her pursuer but brings complications when she learns how deeply troubled he is, despite his enormous wealth. Emily wants to help him in return, but she must contend with Byron’s domineering mother and a devious journalist who wants Byron for herself and will destroy the reputation of anyone who gets in her way. WARNING: This novel contains depictions of suicidal depression and stalking.The Billionaire's Runaway Bride is created by Carolee Croft, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

My mother is in the late stages of cancer. Yet, she sits in a wheelchair with an oxygen tube and endures a long train ride just to attend my wedding with Isaac Pudley. But when it's time for him to walk down the aisle, I don't see him anywhere despite screaming his name. It turns out his childhood sweetheart, Megan Ericsson, is having another depressive episode and is threatening suicide again. "Isaac, I can't live without you," she screeches. Isaac is always so stern and composed, but he now holds Megan in his arms and begs me to call off the wedding so they can leave. Relatives and guests watch the spectacle with thinly veiled amusement. To make matters worse, my mother is so angry that she faints. However, Isaac believes that my mother is feigning illness. He only wants to take Megan with him and leave. He even takes away my mother's wheelchair. But he seems to have forgotten that he has hurt me 97 times by now. After he hurts me 99 times, I’ll definitely leave him.

On a tragic winter night a young child is kidnapped from her pack. She is raised and tortured by her kidnapper. She escapes and in a twist of fate she ends up in her mates territory. She meets her mate after waking up from a car accident. Growing up she was told that her family hated her and abandoned her. In reality, they spent all those 16 years looking and hoping to find her. The fateful car crash brings her to her mate and her long lost family. Will she be able to heal from the past or will she remain forever broken? Artemis and her wolf Arya are both in need of healing. Arya gets an instant connection with her mate, but knows they have a long road ahead of them. Artemis doesn't trust anyone after all she has been through. **there is violence, torture, rape, sex, and suicide attempts in this story so you are warned ahead of time** ~Mating the EMT is a side story from this one, but they can be read separately

On my twentieth birthday, my parents placed a stack of photos in front of me—eligible bachelors from elite families all over the country—and told me to pick one for an arranged marriage. I told my dad to leave it to fate and draw lots. In my past life, I had chosen without hesitation the man I’d long admired: Lucas Whitmore, the most eligible bachelor of Astor Hill's elites. But after we got married, I found out the truth. His first love—the girl he had always held dear, Claire Monroe—was devastated by our marriage. One night, heartbroken, she went out drinking and was assaulted by a group of thugs. Claire attempted suicide three times after that. And Lucas blamed it all on me. He handed over my family’s fortune to Claire, draining every last cent from the Meyers. In the end, Lucas even helped her cut the brake lines on our car. My parents and I died in that crash. Now that I’d been given a second chance at life, the name I drew was Liam Morgan—the reclusive heir from Orchard Valley, known for shunning the world and dedicating himself to Buddhism. But when I showed up arm-in-arm with Liam at our engagement party, Lucas lost his mind.

I wasn't supposed to stay out in the dark, was supposed to be indoors like the others. But being so stubborn, I left into the woods to play with my best friend Micky, my little puppy. But the night wasn't a safe one for me. My hour was darkness, and every single night creatures trembled at the authority of rawl. I found her while she patted her little dog by the back. She was little and innocent, but that has nothing to do with me. She disobeyed the rules, therefore, she must serve the consequences.

'God, I'm late again!' Jane thought as she hurried through the streets. 'Mr. Smith is going to be so mad!' She decided to take a shortcut through some back alleys that she would normally rather avoid. Suddenly, she heard a series of whimpers, thumps, and yelps coming from another alley nearby. It sounded like a dog in pain, being beaten by something heavy 'Maybe if I make a noise, whatever is attacking that dog will get scared and run.' She stopped. She had just peaked her head around the corner and saw not one but two . . . men? . . . standing at the other end of a dead-end alley and overlooking a very large, furry pile of animals that seemed to be twitching. Normally, Jane would have been filled with terror at that moment, but terror was normally reserved for those with something to lose. There was a part of Jane, however, that still clung to the charade that was her life. Her hands began to tremble and her lungs released a scarcely audible gasp. Then the two standing figures turned and faced the end of the alley where Jane was hiding. "I'm going to call the police!" she shouted, lacking anything better to say. One of the figures shook his head and smiled. All his teeth seemed to be far too pointy. "That would be a very . . . terrible . . . mistake," he hissed, his words escaping his mouth like dead air from a pharaoh's tomb. And then both of them headed towards her at an inhuman pace. "No," one of them rasped. "Finish it. I'll get the girl." The other one stopped and snarled some kind of response.