Fourth Wing Jack

Three years of blame, one day of freedom and a lifetime of revenge. Elena Valdris was called barren. For three years, her billionaire husband Jack and his cruel family made her believe that her inability to conceive made her worthless. After a bitter divorce and a single reckless night with a stranger who awakens the fire inside her, Elena vanished. Years later, she returns with a new name, wealthy, and twin children whose father remains a mystery. She is no longer the discarded wife. She is power itself. "Let's find a new daddy for mummy," One of her twin sons said when Jack was on his knees, begging. "That's our daddy." The other twin points across the room, to the most feared billionaire in the world, who freezes the moment his eyes lock on Elena. "We meet again, my Sunray."

What's happens when Isabella Joe, a beautiful, young and talented struggling art conservator, who is on the verge of losing her late father's most treasured art gallery. In search of a breakthrough she crashes into an extravagant billionaire gala, only to be thrown off guard when her first encounter with Noah Jack leads a rather embarrassing moment. The mysterious billionaire Noah Jack, who's wildly reputed for lacking emotions proposes an irresistible offer to Isabella to act as his girlfriend in exchange for financial assistance, that will save both her gallery, and the ever increasing pressure from his family to settle down. Isabella agrees out of sheer desperation, only to be thrown into a whirlwind of deception and desire. The thick lines they drew between fake and reality begins to blur. And what started as a transaction quickly becomes a dangerous game that either of them ever expected. A steamy clash between two desperados is unleashed.

Fresh out of college and working his dream job, Sam Elliott didn't expect to get fired two days later, all because a rich arrogant COO got coffee spilled all over himself. When he gets hired by the same COO a few days later, his life changes for the better, the pay is good and is boss is not half bad, but when he catches the attention of the two twin CEOs of the company, aka his boss' nephews it's not what he expects. He's being asked to make a choice, Bradley or Brandon, it seems simple enough, until an unexpected fourth party enters their triangle.

The useless, untalented, plain-looking, and spoiled Fourth Prince of the Imperial family is the black sheep of the imperial family especially compared to his respected and talented siblings. But when tragedy strikes the Imperial family he is forced to take upon danger in assisting and leading the remains of the Forbidden army to rejoin its General his Second Brother with his identity concealed. All the while secretly practicing Demonic Cultivation in secret to avoid being disowned. Also nursing his unrequited love for the cold God Of War, the revered General Fan. His Trials and Tribulation has begun.

Liam Patrick Owen, a 17 year old gay young man, who has been homeless for the last two years of his life; living on the streets and doing what he has to do to survive in life from day to day; moment to moment and second to second. Riley Aegon Grayson, a 23 year old bisexual man who is the president of the motorcycle club, The Gray Rebel's since he was 18 years old. Most people view these clubs and the members as bad but that isn't true for all. Once of Riley's Patch holders finds Liam and brings the young man to his brother to figure out what should be done with Liam. Liam is usually terrified of everyone especially men but he has an instant connect with Black Jack and one of the women in the club. What will Riley do with Liam and will Black Jack allow it.

Jack Cooke—my husband, who'd never so much as scrambled an egg—suddenly went full kitchen freak. He bought a ton of pots and spatulas, then spent all day just... polishing them. When I called him out, he shrugged. "I like things clean. That a crime now?" Behind him? A mountain of dirty socks. Then it got weirder. He dragged all the kitchen stuff into our bedroom. At night, he'd get weird with a dishcloth. Like, disturbingly weird. I was done. I asked for a divorce. Jack stormed into a private dining room and shredded the papers right in front of our investors. "You're seriously ending our marriage over this? Kinda dramatic, don't you think?" I didn’t blink. “I gave up my spot for your pots and pans. A little thanks wouldn’t kill you.”

An actress, a detective and his assistant. Set in time when long distance communication is done through letters, Detective Tevyat, with his assistant Jack, must investogate a string of murders that has one fixed factor: Auria Martinez. They must catch the killer before the killer kills her.

Everette and Jack know next to nothing about romance novels.... or women. So when they accidentally join a book club full of both, they have no idea what to think. But, as the book and time goes on, the ladies in their book club become more interested in a different plot. The love lives of both men.

"“I don’t get why you would hide from me.”“What do you want?”“I honestly don’t know how you can want to run away from this.” he whispered before pulling her head against him and claiming her mouth with his.***Violet is sent on a mission to find Jack Morde, the leader of the Rebels pack. But unforeseen twists lie ahead and she can't imagine what is waiting for her.When she becomes his prisoner, Violet starts to realize that maybe what she heard about the enemies of the Diamond Pack wasn't exactly what it seemed.Is she going to give up on her life and her family to seek her future and destiny? Or will she try to escape from Jack’s mansion and do what she had to do in the first place?The Alpha's Prisoner is created by Rafaella Dutra, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Past thirty, my usually serious husband suddenly developed a fascination with pink. The dark-colored furniture that had stayed the same for ten years was replaced with pink; even the utensils he picked up casually were pink. I stared at the line of pink pajamas, pink bow ties, and pink underwear hanging out to dry on the balcony, feeling something was off. "I thought you said you hated pink—that it was a color only women liked?" He was unpacking a new pink bed set and didn't even look up. "Oh, Jack and I made a bet. If I can replace everything in the house with pink, he'll give me his seaside villa for free. Honestly, after looking at it for a while, pink isn't that bad, don't you think?" I neither agreed nor disagreed. Instead, I called Jack, who blurted out, "What seaside villa? I don't remember ever buying one!"