Gabe Itch

"He is Keegan. Don't ever get in trouble with him. He's from The Dragomirs. And you know who they are," said Louisa Collins to Lyla Helliwell on the first day Lyla entered Gothic Academy. Sure, Lyla knew who they were. Very influential Vampire family. Wealthy and powerful. But, Keegan Dragomir had marked Lyla as a new object of bullying. "We hate witches. They don't deserve to be in the Freaky world. They are just human who pretend to have power like us, with their stupid potions," said Keegan. Gothic Academy was a special school for The Freakies---weird and magical kids. Vampire, Witch, Siren, Lycan, Goblin, Elf, to Centaur. Something huge and dangerous was happening there, made the two different kind of Freakies---Lyla and Keegan---who hated each other, have to work together to protect the school from danger. Meanwhile, the unfinished story of their parents long long ago, revealed.

“Look me in the eye and tell me not to touch you,” Gabe repeated.I opened my mouth, but to my mortification, all that came out was a breathy whine. “You can’t, can you?” he said victoriously. “Because you want me to touch you. You want it so much it scares you.” “That’s not true,” I said shakily. ***Abandoned as an infant and raised by humans, Estelle is shocked to learn that she’s a wolf shifter. Not only that, but she’s also the mate of the cold, dangerous Alpha of an isolated pack. When he brings her into their hidden village to become his Luna, things just get more complicated. A rival is working to turn the pack against her, and someone wants her dead. All the while, the mystery of her parents’ death looms over her. Can she survive long enough to become the Luna?The Alpha’s Orphaned Mate is created by Caricia Dulse, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Suzan, 11, is trick-or-treating with her friends when Simon dares them to visit the haunted witch’s cabin. Although she’s scared, Suzan refuses to go with them and heads home. Later, she learns from her friends that after they knocked on the door, a window shattered, and they ran in fear. Later, Suzan returns home, only to be comforted by her mom after losing her candy. At home, Suzan is comforted by her mom after losing her candy. However, strange whispers and scratching sounds soon disturb her. When her brother Luke checks, he reassures her, but the noises return, and Suzan spots glowing eyes in her closet. The figure grabs her by the hair, draining her life force before dragging her out the window, leaving her family helpless.

I was supposed to be his. Killian Storm, the most powerful Alpha in the kingdom. Ruthless. Untouchable. The mate I was destined for. But on the night of the Blood Moon, he rejected me. Humiliated and cast out, I ran. I swore I’d never look back. Then he hunted me down. Not because he wanted me. Because he needed me. For an arranged marriage to unite our packs. A loveless bond. A cold, calculated power play. But the second he put his ring on my finger, his touch became a brand. His gaze turned dangerous. And his rejection? A lie. Now, I’m trapped in a marriage with a man who swore he didn’t want me. And the worst part? I still want him, too. But Killian has secrets—dark ones. And the deeper I fall into his web, the more I realize…I’m not just his wife. I’m his greatest weakness. And in his world? Weakness gets you killed.

Ivy Jones is a 23-year-old student hit by the death of her mother. When dealing with the grief of her mother she uncovers family secrets she is brought into a new life where she helps a detective named Jack Marshall solve a case of an infamous child killer through her newfound paranormal link.

Alessia is just like everyone else she lives in a small town has friends and lives carefully beyond her years until she finds her whole life is a lie, and a sinister force is after her. will she embrace the new life thrusted at her or choose to run far and fast.

A tall, charcoal-suited individual entered, flanked by two others who were dressed in the same black.They smelled of money—and danger. Too sleek, too polished, too silent. At the center was Grayham Wilson. Everyone knew him. Billionaire CEO. Ruthless. Stunningly handsome in a distant, unforgiving way. Dark, perfectly styled hair, a blade-sharp jawline, and eyes like frozen steel. He didn’t look at anyone. He didn’t have to. He wasn’t here for conversation. He was here for me. One of his men dropped a thick envelope on the counter like it was a bomb. I flinched. “What the hell is this?” I demanded. Silence. Then Grayham stepped forward, his presence like a tidal wave. “Your 24 hours start now.” I blinked. “I’m sorry, what?” --- Miles Kaden lives quietly, fiercely protective of the old building his father once tended. He’s stubborn, grounded, and bound to a place full of history—and secrets. Grayham Wilson is sharp, cold, and disgustingly rich. He builds empires by tearing others down. And now he wants that old building. They were never meant to meet. But one impulsive act changes everything. They wake up in each other’s bodies. What starts as a battle of wills quickly turns into something far more tangled. Because the longer they live each other’s lives, the more blurred the lines become. Two men. One curse. A hundred days to survive it—or risk losing not just their lives, but themselves.

Dark soul, damage by his past mated to a lost cause forced to be his mistress. The moon goddess Aliana looked at the only Lycanthroph left in existence. “You, the only son of Lord Trevinor, will only be able to escape the pain and loneliness when you find your mate”. Despite being the ruler of the werewolves clan, nobody was willing to marry the vicious Lycan king with excess bloodlust. But no one knew about the prophesy. Alpha Monroe's eldest daughter who was nothing but a waste was given to the supreme Lycan as his arranged bride. This waste of a daughter not only can't shift into her wolf form. But was just a beauty without brain, who acts arrogantly and self willed. Suddenly, on the day she was to get married, she died, causing a different soul to take over her body. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer the waste but a powerful witch, and the entertainment goddess Myra Monroe, who was poisoned by her best friend and fiancé. With her powers she's able to begin her revenge. Kyra: bring hell on earth to those who hurt me. Klein: spare more time to Pamper her.

Palma Wilson seems to have it all - good looks, intelligence, and a wealthy family business to run. But his arrogance and sense of entitlement make him less than charming, especially to those less fortunate. Lucia Montess, on the other hand, is a beautiful young woman with a heart of gold. Despite her humble beginnings, she dreams of lifting her family out of poverty and making a difference in her community. Their worlds collide when Wilson's reckless actions lead to the death of Lucia's father. She seeks justice through the courts, but Wilson shows up with an unrepentant attitude that only fuels her rage. Just when Lucia thinks she can't go on, a chance encounter with an elderly couple changes her life forever. They offer her a path to success and financial stability, but at a price that forces her to question her own morals. As Lucia rises to power, she makes it her mission to bring down Wilson and his family's business. But when he falls on hard times and seeks a job at her company, she seizes the opportunity to make him suffer. As they work together, however, she begins to see a new side of him - one that's vulnerable, humble, and surprisingly charming. Despite their rocky start, she finds herself drawn to him, and he to her. But their love is forbidden, and Wilson's family stands in the way. As they struggle to find a way to be together, they uncover a shocking truth that threatens to tear them apart forever. In this gripping tale of love, power, and redemption, two people from opposite worlds find themselves fighting against all odds for a chance at happiness.

My suitcase, filled with precious and expensive birthday gifts, was mistakenly claimed by another person at the airport. When I opened the one left behind, I found it packed with men’s clothes instead of my belongings. Determined to retrieve what was rightfully mine, I went on a frantic search for the man who had taken my suitcase. When I finally confronted him and politely asked for an exchange, he responded with the gentlest of tones: “Oh, I opened it and realized I’d made a mistake—it’s all women’s items.” I breathed a sigh of relief, ready to thank him and express my gratitude. Then he added casually, “I couldn’t use any of those things, so I sorted them out and gave them to my girlfriend. You’re welcome.” My jaw dropped. I could barely muster a response as I muttered under my breath, “What the hell?”