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I was Randy Johnson's contract wife. For five years, I tried every possible way to make him fall in love with me. But aside from showing me concern in bed, he ignored me the rest of the time. When a piece of equipment at the amusement park fell and struck me, the first thing he did was rush to his beloved first love. She was startled but unscathed. Yet, he rushed her straight to the hospital. When a towering cake display collapsed on me, leaving blood streaming down my arm, he still chose to comfort his first love, who merely had a stomachache. Since he loved her so deeply, there was no reason for me, his contract wife, to stay. So I let him go and freed myself in the process. I chose to study abroad, vowing never to see him again for the rest of my life. I never expected… this time, he would be the one to regret it.

After my eight-year-old twin sister was kidnapped, my dad became the person who wished for my death more than anyone else in the world. He would always say, "Zachary is an ungrateful brat! A good-for-nothing!" So, when the news of my disappearance reached the school, my dad leads everyone in cheers. He even spreads word of my misdeeds everywhere. "Zachary stole a poor student's tuition fees and even made a false police report accusing the teacher of hitting him!" "That's right! He even helped traffickers kidnap children—his own sister was almost sold by him! I hope he dies soon!" Five years later, my memories are extracted and projected onto a large display screen. And yet my dad, who hates me to the core and wishes for my death, falls to his knees and begs for my forgiveness the moment he learns of my death.

I stay on my knees waiting for him to tell me the reason why he came here and sent Jill away, trying my best to not look at his torso,wolves have heightened hearing I'm sure he could hear the violent beating of my heart and the intoxicating scent didn't make things better all I wanted was to lean into his touch. He wrapped his hand around my waist making me sit on the edge of the stone just his touch alone was making my skin buzz. "Ain't you ashamed of being out here, soaked to the bone and everything on display? Is this for Mark ,are you trying to seduce him?". I looked at him puzzled before what he said hit me " And if I am, what's that got to do with you Alpha?" I snap. I could see his eyes darken and his jaw tick .

His teeth sank into my neck, and I cried out, biting back just as he said, but it didn’t hurt like I thought it was, it was euphoric in a way, dangerously good as I moaned. He hadn’t broken through my skin, but I could tell that bite was different, that something had been left and I knew the faint ring of teeth markings wasn’t going to fade any time soon. Now the two other brothers were waiting to do the same. My body trembling, already in ecstasy, how was I going to take all three of them? Ellie was wealthy, but her father never gave her a single display of affection. Until her path crossed with the Sined brothers. Werewolves and vampires were part of dark stories in Ellie’s mind, until she meets not one, not two, but three werewolves, and a very powerful vampire. What makes things more complicated? They all want her for themselves. The Four Sides of Desire is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Everyone at Alpha Academy believes my wolf is defective. At nineteen, I still can't shift. While the heirs of the strongest Alpha bloodlines dominate the academy, I'm nothing more than the adopted daughter of an Alpha who expects me to serve his spoiled biological daughter. A defective. A punching bag. A disgrace. Then one mistake changes everything. During a combat trial, I display impossible strength. The strength I never knew I possessed, and suddenly, the three most powerful Alphas at the academy can't take their eyes off me. The future Alpha King watches me like I'm a mystery he has to solve. The academy's golden boy refuses to leave my side. And the mysterious transfer student looks at me as if we've met before... But while everyone is focused on me, something far more terrifying is happening beyond the academy walls. Humans are dying from a strange disease. The Council insists it's none of our concern. They couldn't be more wrong. Because when the first howl echoes through Alpha Academy… Our world will never be the same again.

I've been married to Ryland Webster for eight years. In that time, we got divorced nine times. I met every woman he dated after our wedding. Whenever he grew tired of someone and wanted out, I became his favorite excuse. "If you marry him, you'll end up like me," I told them. "Cleaning up his messes, signing divorce papers over and over, and walking away with nothing." On New Year's Eve, I sat beside another woman he'd abandoned, handing her tissues as she cried. Across the city, Ryland was setting off a fireworks display for his newest girlfriend. As I watched her sob through an entire box of tissues, I saw a younger version of myself. For the first time, I asked Ryland for a divorce. He looked genuinely confused. "We'll be remarried in three days," he said. "Do we really need to go through this again?" I smiled and shook my head. No. Not this time. Ryland, I'm done waiting for you.

In the mystical world of werewolves, every member dreams of finding their destined mate. But for Catherine, a low-ranking wolf in the Moonshadow Pack, that dream turns into a nightmare when her mate, Kieran — the arrogant son of the Alpha — rejects her in a cruel display of pride and prejudice. Brokenhearted and shunned by her pack, Catherine flees to the wilderness, where she hopes to heal and find solace away from the torment of her unrequited bond.Alone in the forest, Catherine encounters Luca, a mysterious rogue with a tragic past. He is unlike any werewolf she has ever known — gentle, understanding, and wise beyond his years. As they grow closer, Luca helps Catherine discover her hidden strengths and unlock a powerful healing ability that could change her fate forever. But when a rival pack threatens to destroy everything she holds dear, Catherine must decide where her loyalty lies — with the pack that rejected her, or the rogue who truly loves her.In a world where bonds are fated but love is a choice, Catherine must face her deepest fears and embrace her destiny. True love might be the only thing that can save them all.

During a game of Truth or Dare, my boyfriend lost and had to buy drinks for everyone. Half an hour later, he returned loaded with bags, grinning as he handed them out. "Jake, you've been up for two days. Here's your iced Americano. Lula, you like the mango passionfruit with extra tapioca, right? And your lemon juice, no ice. You've had it like 800 times." He went around the circle until everyone had a cup. But when he reached me, the bag was empty. The room froze. "Where is Harper's drink?" Todd Rossi pushed his cup toward me. "I forgot, but she can just share mine." His friends groaned. "Come on, every single time? If you're gonna rub it in our faces, at least switch up the moves." They laughed and teased him, thinking it was a public display of affection. But I knew the truth: Todd hadn't forgotten the drink; he had forgotten me. After four years together, he still couldn't remember that I was allergic to peaches. I quietly set the cup back on the table. Having put up with it for so long, I finally decided to leave.

Today happens to be Yvonne Ziegler's birthday. Yvonne is Shawn Jacobson's, my husband's, newly hired personal assistant. Shawn spares no expense in buying her a villa as a birthday present, and Yvonne haughtily takes to social media to show off on the day she moves in. "I'd like everyone to know that I'm married to a wealthy man now." Shawn comments on the post, saying, "Happy birthday, my beloved Yvonne!" In the picture, Shawn's hand rests intimately on Yvonne's slender waist, leaving no doubt about their intimate relationship. In that instant, the company's group chat erupts into a frenzy of notifications, as colleagues declare their envy of Yvonne and heap praise upon her for being young and accomplished. Oscar Jagger, my childhood friend, notices the picture and immediately tags me in the group chat. He then sends me a pointed, teasing message, saying, "Shawn's display of love is so glaring! Congrats on being cheated on, Leslie!" I manage a bitter, wry smile, taking my time to type out the response. "Do you need a villa as well, Oscar? I'm happy to give you a place—a much nicer one than Shawn's, of course."

I was always flying for work, so I left the whole renovation thing to my husband, Daxton Pruitt. This time, my flight got scrapped last minute, so I swung by the house to check in. The second I stepped inside, some woman named Mona Scambley, who claimed she was the designer, chucked a stack of invoices at me. Couples' lingerie display case: $15,000. High-end waterbed: $40,000. One glance at that pile of overpriced tacky nonsense made me nauseous. My brows pulled tight. "Ms. Scambley, this is a private house, not some couples' motel. What is all this?" Her face flipped in a heartbeat. She jabbed a finger at me. "The owner gave those orders. You're just the site supervisor. Disobey me again, and I'll have Mr. Pruitt fire you!" Then she spun around and called Daxton right there. I laughed, cold and low, about to ask what kind of clown show designer he'd hired—until I heard his voice. Gentle. Doting. "This is Mona and my love nest. We'll do whatever we want. Don't like it? Get out." I smiled, snatched the list from Mona, and nodded. "Sure." One week later, that overpriced waterbed showed up—Daxton, very much not smiling.