Final Fantasy Ugly Christmas Sweater

Five years ago, Mia saved her husband from a falling chandelier, leaving her face badly scarred and ugly. Believing he loved her, she even transferred all her father’s property to him. But he cheated on her with another woman, humiliated her, denied her child, and pushed her off a rooftop. Two years later, Mia undergoes a cosmetic surgery and returns to the city as a beautiful woman with one thing in her mind— REVENGE!

My boyfriend, Blake Finch, has passed out drunk on the bed. All I hear is his loud snores. But his roommate, Dylan Olson, begins to scoot closer to me. I can feel scorching heat rolling off his body. "Giselle, what should we do now that Blake is asleep?" A mix of embarrassment and a quiet thrill shoots through my veins, making my throat go dry. "No… Ah… Don't do this… He's going to wake up…" As soon as my voice falls, I feel a hand rest on my butt. Soon, it starts groping me.

This Christmas was supposed to be quiet. My boyfriend cheated earlier, bluntly, and I was left with nothing but heartbreak and resentment which now reeked from within me. I planned to spend the holidays curled on my couch, watching Tik Tok, scrolling through my social media accounts, anything that wouldn't make me cry. But then Chloe, my best friend, invited me over. Her family's place was warm, full of life and exactly the escape I needed. I never expected anything. Definitely not him. Dominic Callahan. Chloe's father. I've always noticed him, strong, distant, way too captivating for someone his age though he never looked twice at me.... until now. I noticed the change. His eyes lingered longer. His words slower, even his stare. The air between us became tighter. I assured my self it was greif.... My emotions were taking a better part of me. But when he kissed me, I didn't refuse. When he pulled me into his room, I didn't say no. And then it became a normal thing. Everything in me flagged it wrong. Chloe didn't deserve this betrayal. But my desires didn't care about rules. And neither does her elder brother. Now, before Christmas lights go down...I'm with child. I only came for peace. But I found obsession, dirty secrets and something way too dangerous to name. This was supposed to be my holiday escape....so why does it feel like the beginning of my doom? Find out what happens next!

Juniper Hallowell has survived a lifetime of humiliation—an illegitimate Omega, a rejected mate, and the secret obsession of Prince Elias Whitmore, who keeps her chained with threats and a forbidden tape. But the night he chooses another woman over her, Juniper walks into a biker club and into the arms of two strangers who feel like destiny. Ronan and Soren Graves—ruthless biker princes and heirs of the Crimson Pack—have lived under a deadly Christmas curse since childhood. Every 24th of the month, they turn feral… until one night with a mysterious Omega brings them peace for the first time in years. They don’t know she’s their sister’s enemy. They don’t know she’s Elias’s mate. They don’t know she’s the witch-blooded cure they’ve searched for all their lives. But when the truth is exposed, chaos erupts. Juniper becomes torn between danger and desire, vengeance and destiny, power and love. And when she discovers she carries the twins’ children, the race to break the curse becomes a war—against Elias, Seraphina, and even fate itself. This Christmas, bloodlines will clash, curses will break, and love will demand a sacrifice no one is ready for.

Rayna Valecrest swore to keep to her marriage no matter what. She’d loved Cassian too much to bring him down, but when there was no longer hope in this crack that had led to a huge gap, she decided to let it all go. Turned out, she was just the side chick and a person to pick the pieces of someone else’s broken heart. Realizing this, she gave her marriage up, and simply concentrated on her dream as the nation’s protector. Now, there is a rumor about paranormal beings. And she’s the lead officer in the case. What happens when a feral king stares at her at thanksgiving season and echoes the word, ‘Mate.’ ? Rayna’s world tilts. The Alpha King is not ready to let her go. His goal is simple. Making her his.

After her ex-lover shattered her heart into shards and tossed them into the air, Stephanie promised to herself that she would never fall in love again. She met a multibillionaire prince charming on the streets of New York City on Christmas Eve, almost a year after keeping her word. He caused her to mistrust her own ability to keep her word. She reminisced about their connection and decided to try love once more. She told herself, "He's my Christmas sweetheart." After their first explicit intercourse on New Year's Eve, she awakened to find a letter next to her, only to realize that she had been dumped again.

This book is a Standalone, you don't have to read the first two to relate to what happened, though I do recommend it. Book Three of the Bloodlust Series “Is this some kind of joke?” Kiara asked frowning in confusion, waking up in the familiar podium where she once grew up watching people die in front of her as she herself fought for her own life. “I don’t know, but I don’t like this” Richard said from beside Kiara. The two were trying to process how they even got here to begin with. People around them started coming to their senses as they woke up inside the podium. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bloodlust Games, The final chapter” ************************* Re-entering the Bloodlust games was never an option in Kiara’s life. But when revenge is on the line and both she and Richard are forced into them, they have nothing to do but survive, for it was either play and live. Or die…

"Custom demanded that Prince Urban get a love mark tattooed to the side of his left eye as an infant, just like the rest of his people, but to him, the stupid things have only brought on the scorn of his father, the misery of his siblings, and caused his entire kingdom to go broke from fighting so many wars over the irritating ink stains. When Urban’s sister must travel to Donnelly, the kingdom within the sand, for her arranged marriage to align two realms, he goes with her. But he no sooner steps foot inside their castle than his mark starts itching like a son of a bitch, telling him his one true love is near. It just figures, though, that the woman meant for him is completely forbidden. Now he must decide if he should ignore the persistent mark, telling him she's the one, in order to avoid a possible war between kingdoms, or if he should discover whether she's worth risking everything for so they can be together. Either way, his life gets sucked into chaos with threats of beheadings, dark magic lurking, castle traitors scheming, and sword fights eminent. Who knew one little tattoo could cause so much trouble? (ONE TRUE LOVE is the author’s first attempt at a fantasy romance. Please forgive her; she might’ve read an overabundance of Cassandra Gannon, Sarah J. Maas, and Eve Langlais books, then gone off to watch too many episodes of Supernatural, Game of Thrones, and Outlander, because this was the outcome.)"

On Christmas Day, my dad gave me a golden apple. My roommates gasped in envy and immediately demanded I treat them to a meal. I smiled and agreed. I told them to head out first and that I'd join them shortly. When I came out of the bathroom, the dorm was empty. Sharon Everton's laptop was still glowing. I walked over to shut it down. That's when a WhatsApp group named 'Anti-Gold Digger Alliance' popped up on the screen. [No wonder she didn't come back last night. Bet she spent the whole night escorting again just to get that golden apple!] [A designer bag the day before, a golden apple today. With how many men she's serving every day, I wonder how wrecked she is down there.] [We have to hit her with a big bill today. Her money's dirty anyway. Spending it for her is basically doing a good deed!] There were four people in the dorm. Three of them were in that group chat. There was no doubt that they were talking about me. The friends I'd treated with genuine kindness all this time turned out to be ungrateful snakes.

I promise I didn’t do anything that day”. He cups my face and stares deeply into my eyes.      “I want to believe you but I can’t”. I place my hands on his. I close my eyes and let the tears fall.    I feel a soft kiss on my cheeks trailing down to my neck. His hands move up my back as he claims my lips in his. My tears flow freely. He pushes me to the wall gently and claim my lips again. I let my hands do what they have been itching to do and run my fingers through his soft hair.   ******************************************   When Isabel Díaz finds out about her boyfriend and soon-to-be baby daddy’s betrayal on Christmas Eve, she packs up and leaves.     Two years later, she is unexpectedly transferred back to America. She later discovers that this is Jaxon Slade’s doing. Moving back there right before Christmas feels like déjà vu.     Will the health of their child bring them together and allow him to redeem himself or will it drift them further apart?