Hanging Gardens Of Babylon

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.

She thought it was love. But was it really a love or his TRAP. He was thirsty for revenge, drowned in hatred. His heart was dead, only hatred left in him. She brings the spark of solace in his dark world unaware about the tornado that will ruin her life. He was a burning flame and she was an ice. His deep eyes held so many secrets while her eyes held pure innocence and fear; Fear of him. He wants nothing but revenge and she is going to be his trump card. She loved a monster in human disguise. When she learns about his dirty game plans she tries to escape from his territory. But, will he let her go away? NO. He is so obsessed with her that he will go to the extent even if it means to cage her, with or without her will. "You are MINE Shanaya, you can't escape, this is my world and I rule here" Avyaansh "Please don't hurt me" Shanaya Why does Avyaansh want revenge? Why is he using Shanaya? What hidden secret still needs to come out. A tale of Revenge, Love, Lies and Heartbreak.

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.

Kas Mason isn't just a werewolf. She's also a Goddess. One of the Moon Goddess' fifty daughters known as the Menae. After Kas dies from starvation in the dungeon of her own packhouse, at the order of her mate, Bronx, the Moon Goddess gives her a second chance at life. When Bronx, children of her friends, and children of the ranked members of the pack suddenly go missing, it's up to Kas to accept her heritage and fight for the ones she loves the most to bring them home, even if it costs her life. Note from the author: This is the third book in The Blood River Series. I recommend reading Forever in the Future and Forever in the Past AND Daughters of the Moon Goddess before starting this book.

Red didn't mean to find out. She was the assistant to a private detective and she needed money. It was a regular night and she went to work, only to find out that her boss wasn't there. He wasn't just gone but truly gone. Now, who was going to pay for her bills? Desperate for money, Red looks for her boss only to find something else. Now, will Red be able to deal with her new problems and most importantly, will she be able to pay for her bills?

It all started with a dare. Zoey Diwali find herself kissing her college egocentric prince, a dare that can't be switched to monetary option. She has to do the dare, made by her friends to her. The dare turn out to make life hard for her, especially her education, her scholarship was on the line, almost at the edge of getting cancelled, thing got upside down, leaving Zoey in regrets and pain. More words that pain, Zoey got what she wanted but it didn't end well for her. Still, her scholarship went from grace to grass, while she got herself battling with her college egocentric prince that vow to make her college life hell on earth. What an egocentric college wealthy student?? FIND OUT IN THIS STORY!!!.

MollyJay Bijou is a woman of almost 30 who works 3 jobs and has fewer friends, and as an orphan she has no family. Her life had been a perfect series of screw ups and disappointments, until an obnoxious stranger and his rowdy friends change all that. Werewolves from the moon? You have got to be joking...right? ***BOOK 1 COMPLETE**** Book 2: War of the Wolves will continue the story

Lucas Dravenhart is my Alpha mate. However, his first love is my stepsister, Isabella Hawthorn. It's not until my birthday that I finally see it with my own eyes—Lucas, who hasn't kissed me once in seven years, passionately embraces Isabella, who has just returned. Only then do I realize his heart hasn't changed all this time. When I get home, I ask our son who he would choose if I broke the mate bond. And he says, "I wish you would disappear, Mommy. Then Isabella can be my mom!" Turns out it's not just my mate. My whole life has been taken over by my stepsister. Then again, I don't want anything that can be taken so easily. Surprisingly, once I pack up and leave the pack for good, Lucas and our son both start to panic.

Octavia was the pack omega, abused and beaten by the pack members all her life. Octavia's mate Dylan rejected her and took her best friend Samantha as his mate, he also made her luna and got her pregnant. Octavia left the pack and went rogue when she couldn't take it any more. Silver, Alpha of Blood Lake pack, he is powerful and has the biggest pack. He has always been looking for his mate, he has always wanted to feel the bond and love from a mate. He came across Octavia as a rogue and found out that she is his mate. He accepted her even with how she didn't have a wolf. Silver love Octavia with all of his heart and is ready to do anything for her But there are always enemies lurking in the shadow ready to take down the powerful Alpha. But Octavia just had to be the prophecy everyone had long forgotten. But is it every one?

Brianna Lester, with her unusually platinum blonde hair and grayish-blue eyes, is impossible to miss wherever she goes. Her bubbly personality, hyperactivity, innate talent for tripping even while standing still, and her knack for always causing trouble ensure that she immediately catches the attention of the coolest tattoo artist around. Unfortunately, it's not her rather unique appearance that gets noticed, but her clumsiness. The moment she closes the door of the tattoo shop, one of the pictures hanging on the wall-the owner's favorite, and quite valuable-unexpectedly falls down. To make up for the damage, she ends up working at the shop until she can pay off the cost of the picture. It would all be pretty easy if a sexy tattoo artist didn't enjoy teasing her about her bad luck. By now, Brianna has resigned herself to the idea that her life is stuck in the "never a joy" zone, and her birthday is proof of that. Who can be considered lucky if they were born on a day that only comes once every four years? No one. Some people are kissed by fortune at birth, while others are kissed by bad luck. Brianna definitely falls into the latter category.