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The admissions office calls and says my daughter's admission fee has been paid, asking when I'll come to handle enrollment. I'm completely stunned. My daughter, Natalie Steward, is top of her class. She's already guaranteed a spot in the city's best high school, Dream High School, with no admission fee required. Upon questioning my husband, Arnold Lewiston, he claims the admissions office must've made a mistake. He says, "I just wanted to surprise you, so I pulled some strings with the principal to get her into the accelerated track. You should talk to the teachers and make sure we get the best homeroom teacher so I can look good." As soon as I end the call, I slam the accelerator and head straight to the admissions office. On my way there, I call Lynn Warrens, my best friend who works in the State Department of Education. "Help me check under whose name Arnold paid the admission fee for his illegitimate child. I'm going to withdraw them from the school!" I say.

I was sent back in time to the very day my sister and I had to choose our mafia husbands. This time, though, I discovered I could hear people’s thoughts. In my previous life, my sister married Caspian, a violent brute. She lived every day in fear, trapped in a nightmare she could never escape. I, on the other hand, married Arnold—the gentleman everyone admired, living a life others envied. However, my sister had also been sent back in time, and this time, she made her move first. She chose Arnold, the “perfect husband” she had always coveted. At that moment, her thoughts echoed clearly in my mind. ‘Elysia shall suffer instead. This time, I’ll make sure I choose the good husband first.’ Her malice was unmistakable. My dear sister, did you really think I was happy in my last life? Since you want that life so badly, I’ll hand it to you myself.

"Do you think you can escape, mate?"Xavier was acting irrationally, behaving in ways that were hard for her to predict and harder to defend against.On top of everything else, the mating bond was back in earnest, riding her hard and making Ava hyperaware of every single point of contact where Xavier’s body met her own. Her body began heating up of its own volition, responding purely to his proximity. The scent of wood ash and violets was nearly suffocating.Ava bit her lip, and turned her head away, unwilling to throw the first jab. He’d brought her here and he was the one keeping her here. If he had something to do, nothing was stopping him.“Is this all you’ve got for me, Ava?” When he finally spoke, his voice was rough and lustful. “You used to be better at this.”Being accused of murdering the Alpha’s sister and lover, Ava was sent to the dungeon three years ago. Life imprisonment. These two words were too heavy to take. Ava lost her pride, her friends, her belief and her love in that night.After three years, she was sent out secretly to a sex club – the Green Light Club, where she got the reunion with her Alpha, Xavier. And she was astonished to find out who they really were…Three years of abusive life changed her life. She ought to seek for a revenge. She ought to bark with scars, vengeance and hatreds. But she owe to someone. And she must keep her promise. The only thing she could think about was escaping. However, Xavier offered a deal. But she must ‘pay’ for her freedom and atonement. In the meantime, she gradually found out the truth about what happened three years ago.

As usual... Same answer to the same question asked. Cold, hard, dull and dry and cracked just like arid lands... How are you, however, is a normal question. The answer given in return is usually "I'm fine" and it is a clear answer that will follow. After that, the conversation would go away, but the young man's voice froze both the time and the atmosphere with his answer. The conversation was limited to a few short words, and that was what he wanted anyway...

Three months long is a book centred on love, romance and betrayal. It talks about what some people consider important in a relationship, and how certain decisions affect people. Olivia, the main character is at the center of a love triangle but still convinced herself to push forward against all odds.

Elliona Nayvelin Lim called LiOn is a materialistic woman, whose life is only for money "If you have money come to me" is her tagline. And unfortunately she has to meet William Andersson Kim, the CEO of a giant company in America, the hot man is a bad boy labeled X-Man Their meeting is not pleasant, blamed and stubborn with each other. Elliona's behavior makes William attracted and wanted to make the proud woman bends her knees under his feet. Can William conquer the LiOn?

Patricia, a hard working and diligent nurse. She had the looks, body, brains, compassion and any thing a man would ever need from a woman. But lacks one thing LOVE! Scared by her past relationship experiences, Patricia decided to stay celibate, until love comes knocking at her door, if there is any such thing as love. Love to her is an illusion, and if perchance love exist, it is only for selected people. Love comes knocking at people’s door, at different times, and unexpectedly. It also knocks in different ways, in different people’s lives. Even those who don’t believe in love, can hear the knock of love at their door, at any time. But the question is............. WILL PATRICIA OPEN HER DOOR AND EMBRACE LOVE? IS HE THE ONE DESTINED FOR HER? OR WILL HE BECOME A FRAGMENT OF HER IMAGINATION? Find out in...... STAY WITH ME By Ekpot Goodnews

Christmas magic is in the air at the Santa Clause Ball! Will it lead to love? Growing up in a town called Mistletoe Mountain, it's no wonder I love Christmas. My parents named me appropriately, too. You can't get much more Christmas-y than Holly Lane Garland! This Christmas is going to be even more magical than usual--I can just feel it! At the annual Santa Claus Ball, I meet an amazing man who makes my heart play "Jingle Bells." There's just one problem--well, maybe two. I have no idea what his name is--or what he looks like. (Did I mention the Santa Claus Ball is a masquerade?) Searching for my perfect man leads me to make a new friend. Patrick is amazing, and we have so much in common. He loves Christmas, too. But I think he has a girlfriend. And, well, he's just not the guy who kissed me under the mistletoe. Or is he? Will I find love before Santa arrives, or will I lose my chance at mistletoe magic? If you like sweet, clean Christmas romance novels that get you in the mood for the holidays, you won't want to miss this new romance from the author of Melody's Christmas, Christmas Cocoa, and All I Want for Christmas is Pooch!

I was unable to perceive the man before me. He was greater than expected, overshadowing me, every one of his muscles flexed and his jaws gripped, disdain and outrage all around his face. He resembled an incensed monster, his noses erupting and his eyes red. I was feeling pulled towards him, unknowingly my hands came to him and laid on his chest I could feel his body loosen up quickly under my touch, his breathing dialed back and his face mellowed. He resembled the sweet Karish I knew. "If it's not too much trouble, quiet down, "I said in a delicate voice. His eyes shot back to me and he folded his arms over my abdomen pulling me to him. I could feel him sniffing my hair then he established his head on the hoodlum of my neck. I lifted my arms and put them around his neck. We remained here briefly, embracing one another. It felt close, warm, safe, and agreeable like I was home like I was the place where I should be

Kidnapped? In a foreign country?? By a Mafia boss??? What else could possibly go wrong???? Hazel Bae had been looking for something for years but, before finding it, she ended up in a strange situation where she got caught after trying to steal from one of the biggest mafia clan's boss, Valek Vincenzo. *** "Hey!" I yelled but that was all I could say before he slammed his hands on the wall behind me and trapped me between them. "Since you think my kiss sucks." He looked down at me, "Let me show you how good I am at it." "Uh- that." I began to panic. What the hell! That was not the plan. Valek moved his face closer to mine and crashed his lips onto mine. I tried moving him away with my hands but he grabbed my wrists and slammed them on the wall next to my head and continued his act. At first, I was angry and wanted to just pull away but I couldn't. My legs started getting weak and butterflies churned in my stomach as he kissed me deeper. His lips moved artistically, such that it was captivating me. His slow-to-fast movements were perfect to lure any woman into the act. I was wrong. Very wrong. He was amazing at it. His kiss was so good I ended up giving in and kissing back. He let my arms go and placed his hands on my cheeks while I grabbed his wrists. He explored my mouth with his tongue, in places that felt so good I felt my knees go weak. Oh, God... This is bad... This is very bad.