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Su Lan was what people called a hermit. In her life she had no goal and no motivation whatsoever. Her life goal was to live a normal life and favorite pass time was to eat, sleep, and play on her computer. But everything changed when she accidentally pressed an ad of an online game. The next thing she knew her life changed. One pit after another waited for her to fall. Until even with her gentle nature she finally flipped out as she declared to fight her way to get her hermit....cough cough...peaceful life back.

An older woman had wormed her way into my husband's life. A new hire in the company, she catered to his every need, from preparing his meals to washing his personal items. I had warned him repeatedly about the inappropriate nature of their relationship, but he dismissed my concerns. "Claudia's son is in college," Bryce had scoffed. "What could I possibly want with her?" Fine. I had a plan. I served him divorce papers and began showering attention on a young college student. His reaction was explosive. In response, I threw him a puzzled look. "Leon's father is about your age. What could I possibly want with him?"

Can true love really save the day when a young female finds herself in the arms of a strong alpha male that insists, she is his mate? After a life of hell, Isabella literally runs into her mate Asher while trying to escape her dark fate and a lifetime of pain. Isabella’s history is filled with fake family and horrible spells. Asher helps her to find out the truth about her past and build a new future. Will she ever be able to feel the mate bond or will they just find true love and live happily ever after?

I hid behind a thick tree trunk and watched silently as a grizzly bear attacked my husband. In my previous life, I was a guide. I led my husband—an environmental photographer—and his female colleague into a nature reserve to film wildlife. While scouting the route, I discovered a nursing grizzly bear and immediately warned them not to take any photos and to retreat slowly. To my shock, they intentionally bumped into me, causing my right leg to be cut and bleed. The scent of blood enraged the bear, and it charged straight at me, sinking its massive jaws into my abdomen. After the bear left, my husband calmly stripped me of all my equipment. Then, wrapping his arms around his female colleague, he kissed her. He turned to me with a sinister smile creeping across his face. "Kate," he said, "I'll be honest. I never loved you. You're dying. Now, all your assets will be mine." I bled out and died. When I opened my eyes again, it was the morning of the day we entered the mountains.

“Assassinate the Alpha.” His instructions were clear and easy. Easy because it was me. I had taken down strong men and powerful women. Men who never thought they could be taken down. Taking them down was not easy either but again it was because it is me. Men stood no chance where I stood. There are older men and even women in our club. Yet I joined six months ago and I have taken down more than each has in the last thirty years since my father founded the organization. I overheard people in the organization murmur and gossip among themselves that my father trained me differently, but that was where they missed it. My father never trained me. In fact he did not want me anywhere close to the organization. He said multiple times that he wanted a normal life for me. That I am a happy girl with the nature of a sunflower – I was always happy. Which is an absolute contrast to my name if you take out the two latter words.

"How can I sleep with you?" a woman complained that Jordan wanted to sleep with her without touch each other. "I just need to recover from this strange disease," Jordan replied showing his reddish body and lots of small rashes from his scratches. "Are you an alien?" "I am a human." "Why do you have strange symptoms like that?" "I don't know. I will only recover if I sleep with a woman. " = = = Jordan Land, a boss of a company's international magazine. 30 years old, tall, and handsome too. Everything about him was perfect, but there were two things about Jo that made him hated by almost everyone who knew him. First, his grumpy nature, and his mysterious illness can only be cured if he sleeps with a woman. Until he found a girl who could cure simply by its presence alone makes Jordan heal slowly. Who's that girl?

Moussa un homme polygame était heureux avec ses trois femme jusqu'au jour il décida d'épouser une 4ème. Je vous invite à lire ce roman pour en savoir plus sur sa vie avec cette nouvelle femme.

"I…...Supreme Alpha Sheila Mahamanga of all the supernatural world…….hereby send you Eden Rastol back painfully to the abyss…... of eternal pain….., may you never reincarnate again!" Sheila, queen of the supernatural world and the present time is….the Supreme Alpha of all werewolves in existence. She has lived for thousands of years and stopped aging at the age of twenty-eight. She's Ruthless, a female Alpha that portrays danger, evil, and most especially death. She was cursed by the moon goddess to be mateless for the rest of her life, because of her cruel nature, misuse of power, and constant death punishment. Since then her evil has tripled as she becomes unstoppable. She controls the whole pack of the werewolf, she is the Supreme Alpha, other Alpha's crawl to the bare floor at the mention of her name as no one dares utter her judgment except you are ready to die!!! Fate becomes twisted when all of a sudden on the full moon, she finds herself being mated to an Omega. She was angered, as she roars in horror, daring the moon goddess Eden Rastol was a born Omega In Harlet Moon Pack. He was twenty-five years old. He lives with his parents who cherish him so much, regardless of his weak nature, but fate has always had a blow on him. He has been rejected two times by his various mate, but his last rejection left him shattered. He was thrown out of his pack and fate being funny, he found himself in Blackheart, where the Supreme Alpha lives in. Funny enough he was unfortunately mated to Supreme Alpha Sheila for the fourth time.

They say fire is cleansing, a transformative type of destruction. After a forest fire, nature heals and grows stronger. It's forever changed but not destroyed. Fire is painful but beautiful, something that is warm but left unattended can be devastating. In the flames I was broken, destroyed, but in the ashes I was restored. Left floating in the grey, the smoke that led me through a divine transformation. Now I'm left adrift, the dark my only guide in the smoke, the blue of the sky, of his eyes, the only guide in the light. Forever torn and pulled between the two, unsure who I can trust and terrified to make the wrong choice. Not just my life hangs in the balance, but the lives and well being of all of humanity. It just might be too much for these wings to bare.

After reclaiming the throne that is rightfully hers, Morrigan's name went down in the history books of Hymir as the youngest and the queen who spilled blood the day of her coronation. Everyone knows about her ruthless act when she finally reclaimed the throne causing fear all over the kingdom towards her. But the facade of a ruthless and fearsome queen is a defense mechanism she built for no one to use and abuse her again. After all the traumatic experiences she had behind the tall walls of the castle, she will never let people use her again and the only person she trusts in her life is her loyal aide, Colfre.