Hercules Third Labor

Blurb WARNING: MATURE CONTENT (R16) Rejected by her fated mate and violated by a mysterious stranger on the same night, Georgia Brooke is cast out of the Blue Moon Pack when she discovers she’s pregnant. Five years later, she returns, stronger and determined, only to catch the attention of the Alpha, the very man who threw her away. This time, Jared Justin is inexplicably drawn to her, but there’s one problem... Her triplets, share his exact features. As secrets unravel and dark forces rise, Georgia must decide: Will she forgive the Alpha who ruined her life? Or will she uncover the identity of the stranger who might be even more dangerous?

Simple lang ang pangarap ng isang simpleng dalaga na si Michaela Gomez. Ang makapagtapos ng pag-aaral at matagpuan ang tunay na mga magulang. Dahil sa tingin niya, ito ang mga bagay na kulang sa kanyang pagkatao. Ngunit nang magtagpo ang landas nila ng isang gwapong binatang bilyonaryo na si Jacob Perkins, ay isa na rin ito sa mga naging pangarap niya. Ipinaramdam nito sa kanya ang pagmamahal na akala niya ay isa sa bubuo sa kanyang pira-pirasong pagkatao. Hahayaan na lang ba niyang magtapos ang kanilang relasyon dahil lang sa isang magulong sitwasyon? O, mas mangingibabaw ang pagmamahal niya rito?

(WARNING: MATURED CONTENT!) Buong akala niya ay nagawa niya nang kalimutan ang kanyang ex boyfriend nang iwan niya ito para makipag sapalaran sa ibang bansa. Ngunit nang hindi sinasadyang magkita sila ulit ay hindi na niya nagawa pang pigilin ang sarili nang minsang may mangyari sa kanila, isang gabi lamang noong una, hanggang sa sumunod na gabi, namalayan niya na lamang na ang bawat gabi sa piling nito ay unti-unti niya nang nakasanayan. Ngunit paano kung isang araw, malalaman nila pareho na nakatakda na palang ikasal ang kanilang mga magulang? Paano kung isang araw ay malaman niyang nakatakda silang maging magkapatid? Magagawa niya kayang patuloy na mahalin ang lalaki, gayong sa mata ng lahat ay bawal ang relasyong namamagitan sa kanila?

Even after being married for three years, my husband treats me like a stranger. When I throw up blood from pregnancy complications, he's in the prayer room chanting for his foster sister, Yvie Springton. He accuses me of being dramatic. If Yvie so much as gets a headache, he drops everything and flies overseas to be by her side. When his parents are in critical condition after a car crash, I beg him to go see them one last time. But what does he do? He claims I'm cursing Yvie. When I go into early labor and cling to life after giving birth to our son, he posts a photo of his international boarding pass on social media. At his parents' funeral, he returns to the country with Yvie and demands I leave the marriage with nothing. The day our divorce finalizes, he holds a wedding ceremony with her. I bury his parents alone. Then, at an exclusive auction, dead set on winning the famous painting for Yvie, he offered a staggering price. Even his accounts are frozen. That's when he finally realizes he's been disowned by the Springton family. His eyes are bloodshot, and he's furious as he demands answers. I simply gesture for my lawyer to step forward. He says, "Mr. Springton, take a look at this will."

Julian Ashford, the golden boy of the city's elite, had his left leg broken by his father with a golf club -- all because of me, a scholarship student. He was stripped of his billion-dollar inheritance and cast out of the family. For three years, he dragged that ruined leg around an auto repair shop, doing backbreaking labor just to scrape together enough for my college tuition. Everyone said I was the luckiest girl alive -- that I'd brought the untouchable heir of a financial empire to his knees, made him willing to live on scraps in the worst part of town. Today was our three-year anniversary. I was carrying the freshly signed Holloway Group inheritance confirmation documents, ready to finally tell him my real identity and pull him out of this misery. I walked down the corridor of The Grand Pavilion, holding a box of vanilla shortbread -- his favorite. Through the half-open door of a private suite, Julian Ashford stood tall on two perfectly healthy legs, dressed in an immaculate tailored suit, sliding a rare pink diamond ring onto the finger of Victoria Sterling -- the city's most celebrated socialite. "Victoria, I used that scholarship girl as a shield to survive three years of my old man's relentless arranged marriage schemes. My body's completely untouched. You've always been the one I was going to marry." I looked down at my own hands, cracked and raw from the cold, and tore the inheritance documents to shreds.

At the dinner on the third day after our wedding, my husband Ryan Lawson's adopted sister, Zelda Lawson, shoved a baby into my arms along with a legal document. "Victoria Sullivan, I know you can't have children, so I had one for Ryan. This baby is my wedding gift to you. Sign this custody agreement, and we can all still be one family." I did not take it. Instead, I turned to look at Ryan standing beside me. He stepped in front of Zelda protectively and said coldly, "Just sign it, Victoria. I can't let the family line end with me." As I looked at his matter-of-fact expression, I suddenly laughed. Since that was the case, this marriage was no longer worth keeping.

After facing rejection from two alphas, Nadina found the third rejection less painful, yet she couldn't shake the thought: Would her life have been different if her grandfather hadn't surrendered their pack and people during the war, relegating her to the status of an omega? Despite striving to prove herself as a warrior within her pack, the burden of ancestral guilt lingered. Branded an unwanted Luna by her peers, Nadina yearned for the solace that only finding her true mate could provide, hoping it would heal the wounds left by her previous rejections. However, when her pack fell under attack, weary and disillusioned, Nadina reluctantly agreed to follow her captors to their own pack.

Imprisoned for years, Astrid Sterling burns for vengeance against the pack that executed her parents. But freedom comes with a cruel twist: she's fated to Kieran, the Alpha's son and her sworn enemy. Just as she grapples with his brutal claim, a second, profound mate bond pulls her to his enigmatic brother, Rhys. Forced to choose between them, Astrid's world shatters further when she unearths her true identity as a powerful hybrid, and discovers a third, forbidden mate: a Vampire Lord tied to her deepest secrets. Now, caught between duty, desire, and a thirst for truth, can she survive three fated bonds without losing herself, or unleashing a power that could destroy them all?

I'm looking for my beloved. She was taken from me. Hidden from my very eyes till it was too late. But my dragon will find her. Even if it means the end of the world. If she dies, everyone shall perish. I am Azian, prince of Dragons. I need my Kaya. only she can control my beast and his Ultra. --------------------- THIS IS AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS BOOK 3. The third book in the APOD SERIES. [a/n] YOU CANNOT READ THIS BOOK WITHOUT AT LEAST READING BOOK TWO. ACTUALLY, I NOW STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU ALSO READ BOOK 1 (all completed) ORDER- AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS MATED TO THE GOLDEN DRAGON FATED TO THE KING OF DRAGONS PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AFTER EVERY CHAPTER. ENJOY.

Lots of people are asking so here it is: Branston high series order - Jake, Nathan, Shane, Luke, Billy. Although technically third in the series, this was the first book I ever wrote so I hope you enjoy. Thank you so much for reading xxx ~~~~~~~ Aurora has spent the majority of her school life trying to be invisible, trying to avoid the attention of those who enjoy tormenting her. She's finally achieved her wish and there's only one year left before she can leave them all behind like a bad memory. But when she literally runs into them at a party, her luck seems to have run out and Shane determined to make her his prime target.