Erin Moran Legs

A Delta such as Visenna Caspian thought she had it all figured out. She got married to her mate and betrothal, Cahir Ravish, The Alpha of Riverdale Pack and her childhood sweetheart. Life couldn't get any better until Cahir realized the importance of a successor, one Visenna couldn't give him after a series of attempts. "I promise you, Viz, she's nothing but our breeder. Since we can't seem to make one, the sages offered that idea." Cahir persuaded her calmly, coaxing her into agreeing. Slowly, she accepted her fate as an infertile delta but was oblivious to one thing- Cahir was slowly losing his affection for her. Falsely accused of attempted murder on Cahir's breeder and unborn cub, Visenna was forced to die unjustly; in a cruel way of being burned on a stake. "Being infertile isn't enough, you settle on adding murderer to your list of names!" Cahir thundered as he threw punches at Visenna like a sand bag. "Please, Cahir." Visenna pleaded her innocence as her white garment got dyed in blood. Her blood. "I'd never do anything to harm-" "I'm sick of listening to you, Visenna." he said and spared her a glance. Never has he called her in full. "Burn her alive, and let her serve an example to the pack! Whoever brings harm my mate's way shall be charged with regicide. And this is the consequence!" But, that wasn't the end of her story. The Moon goddess offered her a second chance, to correct her errors and make things right. Reborn into Riverdale Pack, six months before her actual death, Visenna swears on her dead body to set things right, with the right person by her side to actualize her revenge- Cassius Evander Hector, her second chance mate.

...everywhere shook. Tornados destroyed the earth. He stood there and did nothing while she almost died... She's fire, he's ice. Her powers could destroy the whole universe. His powers could undo the what her powers could do, but it was only going to happen with a price. She's hot blooded, he's cold blooded. He was too indifferent, until he finds out that...

In this second book in the Shimmering Falls series, Beta Rollings and Beta Paulette juggle being new parents and Paulette being kidnapped and tormented by a Blood thirsty and dangerous Vampire that has had his sight set on Paulette for years before she found her fated mate, Rollings. Now they face dealing with a forced bond, danger to Paulette and her twins and needing to force her first shift as a very powerful wolf. Will this tear Rollings and Paulette apart or would love finally prevail?

How does it feel to be loved by domineering presidents?There are millions of kinds of domineering presidents, but the most important thing for them is to give the female protagonists sweet and happy lives.In this multi-element novel, someone asked a domineering president to wash underwear, someone divorced a domineering president, and someone wanted to date a domineering president but was imprisoned...“Second Chance at Happiness”She just wanted to have a good relationship, but accidentally, she became the slave of the male protagonist, suffering all kinds of abuse. She finally learned the story behind his perversion and that her life was full of lies.“A Love as Deep as the Sea”One day, I drank too much, and I regarded my serious and abstinent boss, Joaquin Salvatore, as my first crush.When I woke up, I asked nervously, "Yesterday... We..."Joaquin replied, "What? Ms. Jobling, are you not going to be responsible for it?"I thought I was doomed and would be fired, but Joaquin said that he would give me a week's leave to rest.A week later, he circled me in a corner and asked, "I gave you a week. Have you figured out how to be responsible for me?"I was confused.

The year my boyfriend is dead broke, I leave him. Later, he becomes a mafia boss and uses every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone says that I am the first love he can never forget, the wife he cares about the most. However, he then starts bringing home a different woman every night, making me a laughingstock. Still, I don't cry or make a fuss. I quietly stay in my own room, never interrupting his affairs. Elton Carter is furious. He pins me beneath him, kisses me harshly, and growls, "Aren't you jealous?" He has no idea that I'm gravely ill. He could buy half the city with violence, threats, and money. He could buy my freedom, my marriage… and each night bring a different woman home, oblivious to the truth. Little does he know, I have just seven days left to live.

I blinked behind my glasses, stunned and confused. "Did I...do something wrong? If so, I'm sorry..." "No need to apologize," Helen cut in, frost edging her cultured voice. "You've done nothing wrong, Tristan. Except be complacent." I frowned, feeling cold dread creeping through my veins. "What do you mean?" Vivian released a short, harsh sigh, as if disgusted by my ignorance. "Must we spell it out? This marriage clearly isn't working anymore. You lack ambition. I've simply outgrown you at this point. I'm doing what's necessary and best for myself by letting you go." Her icy words slammed into me like a physical attack. I stared at her lovely face I had once adored so much, now cold and remote, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Letting me go? Was she saying... Linda held out a crisp legal envelope to me. Hands shaking, I accepted it from her polished nails. The contents confirmed my worst fears - divorce papers, all drawn up and ready for my signature. My eyes scanned the conditions outlined within. The terms were heavily skewed in Vivian's favor. "This...says I would get nothing," I murmured in stunned disbelief. "No alimony, no remaining rights to shared assets or property..." "Naturally," Linda replied coolly, inspecting her manicure. "You contributed absolutely nothing of value to this marriage financially. Therefore, you should leave with what you brought to it - nothing."

On the day of my divorce, my ex-mother-in-law updates her social media with a photo. It's my husband's mistress' ultrasound—she's pregnant. Their friends and family congratulate her. Meanwhile, I share a premarital medical report. It belongs to her son, Owen Wade. It also clearly indicates he has congenital necrospermia. There's no way I'll want a man who can't have kids!

Aku Dinara Alverina Wiratama, berpura-pura tidak mengetahui perselingkuhan suamiku, Evan Xavier. Aku tetap bersikap baik sebagaimana seorang istri pada umumnya. Namun, diam-diam aku menyiapkan sebuah perpisahan yang tidak akan pernah dia duga. Gugatan perceraian? Ah, itu terlalu biasa. Ini adalah sebuah perpisahan terindah yang akan selalu dikenangnya.

Oliver Woodling is a handsome and charming bachelor who wants more to life than money and business. After adopting a child, he thought that the loneliness would disappear. Some of it did, but he wanted love from a woman he would claim as his own. Kimberly Wingate is a ballet teacher with a secret who is looking for a safe place. Since her family rejected her for a crime that she did not commit, she runs away to start a new life in New York. When Kim meets the sweet and adorable Lora Woodling, she gains a friend. A little friend with a sexy as hell adoptive dad. This is a tale of romance, secrets and an obsessed stalker who wants Kimberly dead.

An unserem fünften Hochzeitstag schenkte mir Alpha Liam nichts weiter als eine schlichte Schutzmarkierung des Rudels. Noch in derselben Nacht feierte er die Bindungszeremonie mit seiner ersten Liebe, der Wölfin Seraphina. Ich wollte das nicht hinnehmen. Er warf mir vor, unvernünftig zu sein. „Meine Bindung mit Seraphina gilt der Zukunft des Rudels, nicht meinen Gefühlen für sie.“ „Du bist nur ein Mensch. Sollte die Rudelmarkierung dir nicht genügen? Das war deine letzte Bewährungsprobe, Elena, die du nicht bestanden hast.“ Ich drehte mich um und ging. Daraufhin wandte er sich Seraphina zu und machte ihr einen Heiratsantrag. ... Fünf Jahre später trafen wir uns wieder in einem exklusiven Hotel, das vom Alpha-Rat ausgewählt worden war. Sein Rudel stand kurz vor dem Aufstieg zur Elite. Seraphina an seiner Seite trug ein seidenes Gewand in Mondscheinfarbe. Als er mich erblickte, wie ich sandbedeckt knöcheltief im Zierbrunnen des Hotels stand, runzelte er die Stirn. „Elena“, spottete er. „meinen Schutz hast du früher verachtet. Und jetzt sieh dich an. Ich wette, du findest kein einziges Rudel in dieser Stadt, das bereit wäre, einen Menschen aufzunehmen.“ „Und denk bloß nicht, dieses erbärmliche Schauspiel würde mich dazu bringen, dich wieder aufzunehmen.“ Ich beachtete ihn nicht. Der kostbare Mondstein meines Welpen, ein Geschenk, das es am Strand gefunden hatte, war in den Brunnen gefallen. Der Kleine war außer sich, und ich musste sein wertvolles Amulett finden.