Dust Bowl

He grinned, getting up from where he was, and walked away from her. She could finally breathe. Her hands adjusted her black hair that had already stuck to her face as a result of the blood and sweat present on it, tucking it behind her ears. Her training clothes were messed up with dust, sweat, and a little bit of blood. She looked up at him again as he walked away from her, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "The most important rule of them all. Rule number 6" he spoke. "NEVER FALL IN LOVE"

Born into the ruthless Blue Moon Pack, Ivy Fang has only ever known pain. Marked as weak from birth, she was forced into servitude, as a "Dust fang"—the lowest rank in the palace. Beaten, humiliated, and treated as less than a wolf. But when the mating ceremony arrives everything changes as the moon Goddess has chosen a powerful mate for her— The leader of one of the most powerful packs. Alpha Kieran Nightbane. To him she's a mistake, a bond to reject without a second thought but the moon doesn't make mistakes. And when secrets from her past come to light, Ivy may prove to be far more than the powerless girl everyone believed her to be.

My husband, a lawyer, tells his true love to deny that she wrongly administered an IV and insist that her patient passed away due to a heart attack. He also instructs her to immediately cremate the patient. He does all of this to protect her. Not only does Marie Harding not have to spend a day behind bars, but she doesn't even have to compensate the patient. Once the dust has settled, my husband celebrates with her and congratulates her now that she's free of an annoying patient. What he doesn't know is that I'm that patient. I've died with his baby in my belly.

Sebastian Torres and Ryan McCall Growan were beyond best of friends in the past, they were practically seen as either brothers or lovers. All soon changed after Ryan's mysterious disappearance that lasted for six years with dust contact between him and Sebastian. Then he came back, and the first thing he does was steal the one thing he knew Sebastian has always wanted. Indirectly declared himself as his rival, and fretted a war between them. His motive however, held secrets. What secrets? Would Sebastian find out too late about these secrets before he hands Ryan's head out to him? Or... is the fine say about a thin line between love and hatred about to express itself in their story?

At 4:00 a.m., my husband, Rocco, gently shook me awake. His voice was a low murmur, . "Alessia, my love, could you do something for me?" But his next words shattered the illusion. "Scarlett is hungry. Go make her some seafood soup." Scarlett was our maid, and she was also Rocco's pregnant goomar. "I just had fresh seafood delivered. Get to the kitchen and make her a bowl of soup. Just for Falcone's heir." I refused, my voice cold. His anger flared in an instant. "Don't be so unreasonable, Alessia." "Is it really so hard for you to make some soup?" I shook my head, silent. He stroked my cheek, a patronizing smile playing on his lips. "Fine, Alessia. So you've learned to defy me now." "Think carefully, Alessia. Do you really want to keep your place as a Falcone?" "And your position as the family's lawyer? Think about whether you still want these… then give me your answer." Seeing the arrogance in Rocco's eyes, the last ember of love I had for this man died. I took out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a long time. "I want out of the Falcone family."

The lab blew, and my girlfriend—Beatrice Whitmore—didn't even glance my way. She bolted straight for Joseph, wrapping herself around him. When the dust settled, she climbed into the ambulance with him. I was still on the ground, bleeding out, and she didn't spare me a look. Eighteen years raising him, and apparently, that was all the space her heart had left. My coworkers dragged me to the hospital. ICU, barely breathing. When I finally clawed my way out, throat raw, I called my advisor. "Prof. Beaumont, I'm in. I'll go. Even if it means disappearing for five years, I don't care." That was supposed to be my wedding month. Not anymore.

❝ CHECKMATE, NO ESCAPE. ❞ Despite the struggles of life and disappointment after the process, a waitress working in a well-known nightclub in the city opted to live a normal life with her stepmother after the mysterious disappearance of her parents without a trace. Growing older, hurdles and hassles have only been a speck of dust for her, and now, the curiosity of knowing more about the past she may not or may have forgotten starts to inflame like a fire in a wood, but what if between her searching, a criminal organisation became the hurdle in her life. Small pieces of puzzles come together, knowing she has another future to start, a different future ahead of her. A future she isn't expecting. Wagering her life for the forbidden knowledge, would she continue?

It started with a dare but Qyxiella fell in love with Bryle, his victim. He fell in love with her too and they got together. Soon, Blyre learnt about the bet, Qyxiella's friends set up for her, and Blyre left Qyxiella, pregnant. He is not angry, he was just confused and he left because of work, not about Qyxiella fooling him. Blyre is a member of a syndicate in Peru, and he went there to settle some things and will go back to Qyxiella when he is done. Blyre wanted to take Qyxiella back after regretting his actions, but it was too late. Qyxiella was kidnapped by his father to marry her off to a billionaire, her father's partner in Peru. Can they still be together? Or is their relationship like a dust and vanished forever?

The moon goddess must be running mad because who are these four hot shirtless men and why is my wolf purring and going into heat from just looking at them?! ~ My name is Kora Rhysand and I’m my father’s worst mistake. I have never said a word since I was born because my Omega wolf is mute. My sisters remind me every day that I’m worth less than the dust underneath their shoes, and everyone in the Saged Wolf pack calls me cursed. When the moon goddess surprises me with a second chance, I’m reborn two years in the past to the night of my 18th birthday. Now I have four mates, but I’m not sure how they are all going to fit…

"Damn, girl," Kade mutters. "You really do have the sauce." He steps closer, his hand finding its way to my waist. "Can’t wait to get a taste of you," he whispers. ~ I’m Zara Draven and I’m my father’s worst mistake. I have always being the unwanted one. My sisters remind me every day that I’m worth less than the dust underneath their shoes, and everyone in the Crimson Wolf pack calls me cursed. When the moon goddess surprises me with a second chance, I’m reborn two years in the past to the night of my 18th birthday. Now I have four mates, and I’m ready to make hell all let loose…..