Erin Moriarty Ruined Her Face

The Small town of Moon-Land has a tradition that is as old as the town itself, The Mating Run. At the end of the last day of school, all graduating students (18 years old) and any unmated wolf that are between 18 and 21 are forced to attend the event. The Mating Run is like a big debutant ball for most. But far less fancy, held in a forest and with wolves instead of people in fine attires. Rose James is stuck going one last time to the dreaded event, but she knows that she won't find her mate. Because she doesn't want Alpha mate at all. "I am just going to live my life and too bad if I don't find a mate because I really don't need one. Look how Mom and Dad turned out. They mated with someone who wasn't really their mate and now they are cheating and arguing all the time. If I have to choose between being single and that, I am going to stick to the single life." "You could at least keep an open mind to meeting someone. It doesn't have you be at the Mating Run". "First don't get me started on that stupid event and it's stupider rule and second I don't want anyone, no Alpha, beta or anyone and last no one can change my mind". Rose grumbled.

She doesn't want a mate, all she wants is to live her life on her own terms. What will happen when she is mated to not one, or two, but three powerful male. A vampire King, An Alpha and a Demon Prince. Will she be able to accept the three of them? Or will she chose one? What is the reason behind the three mates?

After leaving Seattle, Ella seeks refuge in a small Alaskan town with her dysfunctional mother and perverted stepfather. But her hopes for a quiet, peaceful life are shattered when she collides with Tristan and Nathan, identical twin brothers who are as captivating as they are troublesome. As Ella tries to resist their charms and focus on her new life, she must also contend with the toxic relationships and dark secrets that have haunted her for so long. Will she find a way to heal and start anew, or will the shadows of her past forever define her?

Born with a curse, Jessica Mitland must make her decision; either go with a chosen mate or stay with her fated mate. She finds herself mated to brothers and it gets tough because one of her mates detests her. Amidst all the struggle she faces, it is the struggle to keep up with loving the both of them and this could either cause peace or chaos. Will Jessica find a way to balance her love between her mates, find out in this amazing and thrilling stories

Russia, the only place where sex and guns could ever taste so sweet—my exact nightmare. The only thing I’m here for is to grind my body over shady politicians for my father’s schemes. I’d be more than willing to do so if it meant I’d pull my mother and myself out of his chains and start a new life. I was so close, so damn close—until he came . . . very much unannounced. Konstantin Morozov, the man I am going to be married off to. Russia’s ruthless beast— earning his crown with bloodied hands. With this, I only had to face two challenges: infiltrate his notorious business as per father’s order and divorce him when the time is right. But dealing with a husband who has a Morozov as his last name was never easy, especially with a gun pointed at my head, and those rough, cruel hands wrapped around my heart. I wonder which blows up first?

Trixie Benning– the no-nonsense Accounting Manager working her way up the corporate ladder. She is highly intelligent, introverted, and for the most part, steadfast about keeping personal and work separated – except when it comes to him. Drew Alexander- the President and CEO that seems to be her polar-opposite in personality. A confident extrovert with the type of ‘love- ‘em-and-leave- ‘em’ history that the tabloids salivate over. He’s used to getting what he wants – and he’s not happy with being told ‘no.’ When Trixie uncovers suspicious activity at the company, she and Drew must work closely together to repair the damage. But the deeper they dig, the greater the danger to them both. They just might find the love of a lifetime – if they stop running from it long enough.

My wife, wanting to spend a romantic birthday date with her first love, added a dose of sleeping medication to the milk bottle of our sick, crying daughter. The medicine took effect, and our daughter drifted into a deep sleep, which allowed them to enjoy a romantic, undisturbed date together. When I came home, I found our daughter still sleeping. By the time we arrived at the hospital, it was too late. I called my wife, but she answered with irritation. "Is it because I'm celebrating Shawn's birthday that you must ruin it? I'll go home after the celebration is over." Then, she turned off her phone. Little did she know that, for the sake of one romantic date, she had taken our daughter's life.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

"Mmm...I'm going to enjoy making you my little whore, Emilia." ************************************ Abandoned by her family, and forced into marriage to clear their debts, Emilia yearns for freedom. However, even freedom comes at a cost, and Emilia must pay to none other than Marcelo Del Ponte, a notorious crime boss and mafia leader. Will Emilia be able to satiate his raw hunger? Will she be consumed by his obsession and lust? Can she change Marcelo into the man she once knew him to be? Will she ever be truly free?

Blurb: Miranda has died twice—both times betrayed by the man she once loved. Now, the Moon Goddess gives her one last chance. Awakened in her third life, Miranda remembers everything: the lies, the pain, the blood. This time, she won’t run. She won’t beg. She’ll play his game… and win. As secrets unravel and allies turn, Miranda learns the truth about her cursed bloodline, a lost mate, and the monster hiding behind Lorenzo’s smile. With the fate of her kind hanging in the balance, Miranda must make an impossible choice: destroy the man who ruined her—or save the soul that still loves her. In this life, she won't be a victim. She will be their reckoning.