Eric Harris

"How do you plead to the death of your mate, Eric?" The Judge's calm voice pierced through my healing heart. I am barely recovering from the trauma of the death of my mate, Eric and they have to do this to me? I wish I wasn't cursed. I wished my mates haven't been dying over the years. Maybe I would have gotten the peaceful life I desired but there was nothing to be done. "Not guilty!" ~~~~~~~~~~~ After losing four mates to the cold hands of death in the past two years, my Pack saw me as a curse and my fate was buried in one word. DEATH!

After Alicia is rejected by Alpha Eric, she runs away from the pack. Years later she gets another mate, Alpha Drake. However, war breaks out pitting her own brother against her mate. Alpha Eric is also involved, and maybe this is a good time for Alicia to revenge for what he did to her.

Turning to his Right hand man, Chris Morgan said: "Look over there, I want all details of her. You have only two days." Looking at her, he said: "Since you can't be with him anymore, can you be with me?" Stella Harris was drinking away her pains in the lobby at Atlantis Hotel when she met her soulmate, Chris Morgan. Soon, they signed their papers and became a couple anyone could only dream of.

Si Harris ay Isang Bilyonaryong nagpanggap na ordinaryong tao lamang upang mahanap Ang kanyang truelove, hanggang sa makilala nya si Sophia Salieri isang simpleng babaeng mag Isang sumusuporta sa ama nitong tatlong taon ng nasa coma. Isang gabing Hindi inaasahan nabuntis ni Harris si Sophia ngunit Wala silang kaalam-alam. Nagkaminabutihan silang dalawa hanggang sa nagkaroon sila ng malalim na pagtitinginan. Ngunit sadyang mapaglaro ang tadhana, dahil ang dahilan ng paghihirap ni Sophia ay ang mismong Ama nito. Ano ang Kaya nyang gawin para sa taong pinakamamahal nya? Handa ba si Harris na kalimutan ang Mahal nya para sa reputasyon ng kanyang Ama? O handa nyang kalabanin Ang kanyang ama para sa taong pinakamamahal nya?.

After two years of marriage,Eric Ferguson was kicked out,after his wife,Nicole Shawn found a better man,who suit her status. Even though he had spent the last two years,donating blood to save his mother inlaw’s life,his efforts were not appreciated. Instead,everyone cursed and hauled insults at him. After the divorce,Nicole made sure that Eric wouldn’t be able to get a job no matter how hard he tried. However,his life took a drastic change when his long lost parents found him.

“…. become my mistress and run my house like a wife would. Look at it like a normal job; you make me happy and I pay you at the end of the month. Only this time, making me happy also includes sexually.” Eric Ferraro, a CEO and billionaire told me. “I’m sorry, but I don’t fully understand this. What do you mean?” I asked nervously. “Perhaps you’d understand if you read it,” he told me and before I could understand what he meant, he opened a black notepad on the table and took out a document. He handed it to me and I took it with a shaky hand and read. It was a contract! A contract stating I would be in a sexual affair with him and run his house, like a mistress. Not a girlfriend. Not the love of his life. A mistress. A whore he paid to satisfy him!!! Olivia Jack, against her better judgment, accepts a contract proposal from billionaire Eric Ferraro to pay for her mother’s stem cell transplant, thus signing away herself to him. Against the contract agreement, Olivia falls in love with Eric and finds herself in a crossfire when his ex wife, old flames and other forces surface to tear apart their relationship. Will Eric fight for their love and make her his, or will the contract come to an end?

On the one thousand and ninety-fourth day of being Mrs. Harris, I asked James Harris for a divorce. His face showed a hint of confusion, but it quickly shifted to his usual, composed expression. "As you wish," he said, his tone as flat as if we were discussing whether to replace the milk on the breakfast table. He did not even bother to ask why. On the one thousand and ninety-fifth day, I gently saw him and the children off, acting as if nothing had happened, and then completely left the Harris family behind.

This story involves a powerful halfbreed Alpha female she-wolf, Hope Ellis. Her fated mate counterpart Alpha Wyatt Harris and their adventures in finding each other and her mother's killer. Wyatt wants a life with his mate, but all Hope wants is vengeance. Wyatt will do whatever it takes to have Hope as his own, even taking on a pack of blood thirsty werebears, and Hope will do whatever is necessary to keep him safe and finish her mission. Only then will she allow herself to be with the man she loves.

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

When we were only kids, Sam Harris and I made a promise we'd marry each other if we were still single when we turned thirty. Well, my thirtieth birthday has come and gone and I'm still as single as ever. And as far as I know, so is Sam. But it's been ages since we've seen each other, and after what he did to me our senior year of college, I wouldn't put his ring on my finger even if he begged me to marry him. Never mind his devilish good looks. Or the fact that the playboy partier is a doctor now. Nope, I'm sticking to my guns with this, and when I go back to my hometown of Silver Ridge for the first time in years, I won't pay him the slightest bit of attention. Well...until he convinces me to go out for drinks to catch up. I knew it was a bad idea the moment I agreed to it. And then he brings up our childhood promise. It might be fun and games to him, but it's not to me. Because as much a I don't want to admit it, Sam has always been my first choice. And I don't want to be nothing more than his backup plan.