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Violet Hathaway is a skeptical young woman who has never believed in the legends of her small town. Daughter of a traditional family, she never imagined that the supernatural was part of her daily life. Her life changes when she witnesses a vampire murder her family, now Violet is forced to enter the dangerous forest to survive. " — You should have heeded the warnings, human. You should have stayed away from my hunting grounds. Her dark voice made Violet's body tremble. She couldn't believe what she just saw, a man turned into a beast right before her eyes! Her legs were shaking, she couldn't run anymore, she knew that sooner or later he would find her and end her life. — I found you. Her husky voice sounds seductive and she can't help but sigh when she sees his hazel eyes watching her with such intensity. — Now you're mine, little one." The Rise of the Moon Series: BOOK 1

Mercy was all I asked for but I guess I didn't deserve it. Dragged by her long nappy hair, like a heavy bag carried by a weak person through the mud and sand. Her screams and begging fell of deaf ears, not even her father batted an eye. Torture seemed to find her everywhere, even now, as everyone applauded with smiles, wishing the newly wedded couple, a beautiful life ahead. A marriage that marked the beginning of endless an and undisturbed torture.

When the news of my death on the battlefield, pinned to the pack's watchtower by silver arrows, reached my pack, my Alpha mate, Killian, simply laughed. He thought I was just jealous he was going to claim the Rogue, that I was faking my own death just to get his attention. "I was just trying to bring Valerie into the pack, and this is how she threatens me? With her own death?" "I left her with my most elite warriors. How could she possibly be dead!" "Tell her to get back here. I will claim Valerie, but after that, the title of Luna is still hers." Seven days later, he appeared before my family's home, carrying the ceremonial Luna circlet. He saw me in my white ceremonial dress, resting quietly beneath the white birch tree in the garden, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it. You were just giving me the silent treatment again." But in the next second, a pack elder's voice thundered: "Prepare the funeral pyre. Let us pay our final respects to our fallen warrior, Sloane!"

One night of heavy drinking, a forbidden man, and a desire that refuses to be controlled. Theresa Michaels has just ended an eighteen-month engagement after catching her fiancé in a compromising situation. To drown her sorrows, she gets drunk in an upscale nightclub, determined to forget her broken heart. What she didn’t expect was to be rescued by Hector, an irresistible man. He’s protective, dominant…and her father’s best friend. What happens when the attraction between them explodes?

The world has changed, everything has changed even the darkness of the night. Nations go against nations ignorant of the greater picture in the cosmic turn of events. A greater threat looms over all, a threat ready to engulf everything under it without remorse. From the darkness came a prince that from a very young age he was trained to take this heavy burden of responsibility and bring salvation to the his people- but deep down he wished that the burned doesn’t come any time soon. The sands of time wait for nobody.

The past is perilous, but we can't help but glance back at times. Millions of people have been affected by the word "memories," which has brought them grief, despair, and pessimism. They were lives that had a reason for existing, lives that could have lasted decades and accomplished a great deal.... Maria Camara Villagonzalo becomes an astute twenty seven-year-old girl with huge ambitions who aspires to achieve her dreams in life. She dreamed of having a complete family, yet, it didn't happen. She knew it wouldn't be simple to live happily because there are still secrets she needs to unfold.... "Looking up to the sky, seeing the brightest star. Ended up with a sigh, and a heart full of scars," Camara murmured, resolved to realize her ambitions and uncover the secrets of her family's past.... There are some things we don't want to happen but must accept, some things we don't want to know but must learn, and some people we can't live without but must let go. And that, my friends, is life. So, what kind of twists and turns does Camara have in store?

Herlo, who is everything considered a freak goes to a gala in a heavy uncontrollable heat under the guise of a suppressants, hoping the night goes with not one soul noticing. But when the Alpha’s son Romare Vitale ends up marking her against his own will, chaos befell that night. Herlo becomes the center of the attention, the woman Romare Vitale suddenly hates with every fiber in him. She’d trapped him came there with a motive and there was intention of letting her go scot-free. Herlo will have to die, but there is one problem… She Is His Mate.

WHERE THERE IS HATE, THERE IS LOVE There's a thin line between Hate and Love. And both hate and love come from the heart. When we hate a person, hate them with all our hearts, and when we love a person love them with all our hearts. Both can stay side by side. When the thin line breaks between hate and love we don't realize it, we just start to drown in the ocean of love without realizing it. The same thing happens with Ivan and Jessica. They don't realize when they start to love each other when they despise each other from the deepest core of their heart. Ivan Pratap Sigh, he's 29 years old and CEO of Royal Fashion which he built himself. He has a very powerful aura around him. Everyone fears him. He's an angel for good people but a death bell for his enemies.  Jessica Walia is 24 years old. Just graduated in fashion design from a prestigious college in Delhi. She's sweet, noble, confident, sophisticated, and believes in everyone. But whoever tries to bully her that time she becomes bold and  never hesitates to beat the shit out of them.

That night, I got off work early and brought home some late-night snacks. When I opened the door, I saw a pair of high heels carelessly tossed in the entryway and Gregory’s blazer thrown over the couch. His heavy breathing and the woman’s moans could be heard through the gap between the door and its frame. I was all too familiar with this sight. This time, I did not storm out like I used to. Instead, I sat quietly at the dining table and finished my cold pizza.

Cassandra Johnson is Pixie. Pixie is Cassandra Johnson. She's the same girl who's leading two extremely different lives. Nobody would suspect the school's nerd as Pixie. 'Cause Pixie's a street fighter badass and the nerd does not have a single badass bone in her body. The chances of people discovering this peculiar secret is close to none but of course this is where fate inserts the certified new boy into the equation and makes an exception for him. Warning: heavy flow of profanities ahead. - and tears - or so I've heard.