Ghost Duet

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."

The search for how Heaven came to contact the deadly HIV virus brings us to the story of Alex. How he went from a sinner to a man of God and the battles in-between. After the death of his father, Alex goes to live with his Aunt Uka. On the first day of his arrival, he meets Philomena, their housemaid. It was a magical moment and swiftly things went into an erotic and mysterious spin for both of them. Warning!!! - Contents strong sex scenes, strong language and is certain to scare and turn you on!

Skylar a young teen who has grown up without her father receives a package from him and finds herself being dragged into his world of assassins in order to get revenge on the people who took him away from her. Her journey of revenge brings her to the doorstep of the Takhon twins, who both fall head over heels for her, not knowing who she is. The twins set out to uncover who their new love interest really is and find out that even their world as Yakuza son's is mild compared to the twisted life of Skylars. Skylars fathers best friend finds out about her and is tasked with her assassination. She turns to the only people she knows she can trust and they are the Takhon twins. In doing so, will she fall just as madly in love with them as they are with her? Will they manage to save her from the inticate web of deceit that she has found herself in? And if they do, will they be able to keep her safe, after all she is daddy's girl and stubbornness runs in her genes.

Lucan Vale is engaged to Vanessa Smith because of a contract his old master signed years ago, without asking her first. Vanessa doesn’t think much of him. She sees him as useless and doesn’t know he’s been secretly helping her succeed. Her family feels the same. Her father ignores him, and her mother looks down on him, calling him dead weight. To them, Jason is nothing more than an unwanted guest. But one day, when they finally learn who he really is and all the things he’s done for them, it’s already too late to take back the way they treated him.

"Our marriage is not some fairy tale. And my new wife? She’s not exactly a fan of the crown jewels. I’m a prince and heir to the throne of Salasia. I’m the most eligible bachelor in Europe. You’d think any woman would be ecstatic to marry me. Except for the one woman who I must marry to save my throne. She’d rather give me a poison apple than true love’s kiss. Now the pair of us must convince the world that our marriage isn’t just a convenient arrangement. As for me? I’ll prove to this stubborn princess that happily ever after isn’t just for fairy tales. The Princess I Hate to Love is the conclusion to The Heir Affair Duet, beginning with book one, The Prince I Love to Hate. "

"Okay guys, we're here." "Alright, let's do this!" ~•~•~ Five teenagers decide to go on a dangerous adventure in a dark and hollow abandoned house in a deserted area miles away from their town. The house was rumoured to be a death trap for anyone who steps into it but all they really wanted more than anything was an adventure of their own - well, some of them. But in the end, they never made it out to tell their adventurous story. Twenty years down the line, a dorky and introverted 17year old Isabella Davies, who was a high school final year student decides to go on an adventure of her own in that same house. She barely managed to escape but her normal dorky life turns into a horrifying nightmare overnight as she becomes cursed with a ghost of death.

Being a poor part-timer, Tynan could only afford a rip-off version of the i-phone called the G-phone. Never in his wildest dreams would he think of getting married to his phone - to be more precise, the thing living in his phone. She claims to be the E-Ghost residing in the G-phone who surpasses AI like Cortana simply because she possesses intellect of her own. Meet Laura, the ghost that lives in a cell phone. Part spirit and part technology, she makes the perfect life companion Tynan could ever ask for. Their problem? The G-phone is on a one year warranty. While they are busy overcoming their dimensional love barrier, G-phone calls. They want to take the phone back. Can Tynan and Laura 'live' happily ever after? ***

He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs. But it was too late. Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool, dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with. That kiss should have never happened. It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it. Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything. PREVIEW: “If you don’t want to kiss me then... let’s swim.” “Yeah, sure.” “Naked.” “What?” “I always wanted to try skinny dipping. And I really want to get out of these clothes.” “What if someone catches you... me, both?” “We will be in the pool, Ethan. And no one can see us from the living room.” I smirked when I said, “Unless you want to watch me while I swim, you can stay here.” His eyes darkened, and he looked away, probably thinking the same when I noticed red blush creeping up his neck and making his ears and cheeks flush. Cute. “Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken...” “Fine.” His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

Blair thought she was stepping into a new family. Instead, she walked straight into a world built on blood and secrets. Her step-brother had always kept his distance, treating her as if she was nothing but a child. But behind the coldness was something far more dangerous—because he was not just the aloof heir of her new family. He was a shadow in the underworld. A man who killed without hesitation. They called him "Ghost Rider," the heir of a powerful Mafia family rooted with Biker Gangs. “Having read your diary, I know what you dream about, angel. I know every craving you try to hide.” His words unsettled her. His touch terrified her. Yet the closer he drew, the more she realized escape was impossible. He was her obsession, her tormentor, her protector. Trapped under the same roof with him and her ruthless stepfather, Blair soon discovered the truth: there were no lines between family and enemies, love and ruin. In a world ruled by power and violence, desire turned into a dangerous game of control. And once he claimed her, breaking free would cost more than her heart—it could cost her life. A forbidden mafia romance where passion is a weapon, and love is just another way to destroy.

Seven years after my death, an engagement invitation from my ex-girlfriend arrives at my house. Back then, I had broken up with her in my lowest, most desperate days and married someone else. Now, she has reinvented herself as a rising powerhouse worth hundreds of billions, driven by revenge and eager to see me regret everything and beg for mercy. Unfortunately for her, I am not the one who shows up. She looks around in open contempt, convinced my absence means guilt, shame, and fear. When I finally appear, all she sees is an urn.