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When Ivy moves to a small town for a fresh start, she meets her neighbor, Rafe, who quickly becomes her friend. Little does Ivy know, Rafe is a werewolf, and as Ivy gets to know him and his family, she finds herself falling in love with him. Unfortunately, Ivy begins to realize that their relationship may be doomed because of their different backgrounds and secret werewolf heritage. Can Ivy and Rafe overcome their differences and find a way to make their relationship work?

The story starts with Lavender, who lost her father in an accident and half of her memory. Losing her father left a huge gap in her heart, but at a point, she moved on for the sake of her ill mother.She worked in her father's cafe to cover her mother's medical bills and give her little sister a good life.At the beginning of the senior year, she meets Alex River, the popular guy from her school. Little did she know that he was from her past.A lot of things happened which led her to have her memory back again. She figures out that the last two years of her life were based on lies. Now, she will work with her friends to know the hidden truth that was kept from her. A crazy adventure waited for them around the corner, and risking their lives was the only way to know the truth.

Charlie Sinclair married me to punish me. He had a reason. He believed it. He never asked me a single question about it in three years. He never looked at my face for three years either. Then the woman he had been waiting for came home, and he handed me the divorce papers without looking up. He never knew I left that house carrying a secret. Two of them. I came back five years later with an empire he does not know I built, and two children he does not know are his. Yesterday he saw me at JFK. For the first time in eight years, he looked. He knelt down and handed my daughter her ball, and he did not know whose eyes were looking back at him. Too late, Mr. Sinclair. I am no longer the wife you could not see.

On my wedding night, I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance after a tampered condom left me in excruciating pain. The surgery took over twenty-four hours, and the story spread like wildfire. My husband, Alexander, let it be known that anyone who managed to photograph me in my post-surgery state would be rewarded with ten million dollars. Overnight, I went from being a billionaire's new wife to the laughingstock of every elite circle in New York. The next day, Alexander's childhood sweetheart Dahlia showed up at my door. That was when I learned the truth: she'd coated the condom with industrial-strength adhesive as part of what she called a "social experiment." She didn't show a shred of remorse. Her tone was flippant and cruel: "It was just an experiment. I mean, how was I supposed to know you'd react like that? Besides, we both know you were never good enough for Alexander. So drop the act." Alexander stood beside her, his gaze cold and dismissive: "If it weren't for the marriage contract, no one would've touched you. You know that, right?" What he didn't know was that the woman he was calling a slut had saved his life more times than he could count.

“Ugh, i can’t believe i am going to mystic academy” mia said to her dad. “mia, you know you need to go to this school to learn more about your powers, and you can’t miss this opportunity” aron sighed. “what’s the use of going, everyone thinks i’m only a werewolf. dad you taught me what i know, besides you are one of the strongest werewolf known” mia argued. “mia i don’t know why you are be-” aron started but mia interrupted him. “no you don’t ever since mom and adam died people treat me like an outcast, and i’m sure if i go to the academy it will only get worst. there is no one like me to guide me” “you may think i don’t understand but i do” “then why are you forcing me to go Father” “ you are going and that is final” aron said in a firm voice. with an audible sigh mia went upstairs to pack her things. mia knows that when her dad says something in a firm voice it is final. she also know that all what her dad does is for her benefit but she cant help feeling a little bit bitter and angry.

Separated by fate, haunted by the past– that's how they live. Until they met again; they built hatred, showed agony, betrayed friends, wanted to be loved, and learned how to sacrifice one's happiness. Remember those nights that I've been disturbing you, it's because I can't say what I need to say. Remember the time that I didn't disturb you; I'd been holding on so much, hoping that you'd be the one to call me first– and you did. Every time I hurt your feelings, I'm hurting too. I– I just don't know how to tell you the exact words, so I keep on annoying you. I'm sorry for all the troubles that I have caused– "I know," I said, and I hugged him. I can sense the same pain as what he is in my dream. Confessing is not bad. I'm just overwhelmed because I feel the same way. "I like you too, Alex. I don't know how, I don't know why but that's how I felt. I hate you harassing and annoying me but I missed it when you don't!" I smiled. Their fate is twisted.

Estelle grew up being surrounded by werewolves. The Alpha and the future Alpha always considered her as being one of the wolf despite not being part of the pack. She was a human. However, her reflexes were much faster than any human's, as well as her senses. Sometimes, she is considered as a wolf because her resistance was equal to some of them. Werewolves have mates, the women who are capable of taming those beast. It is assured that when a wolf turn sixteen, they can percieved the essence of their mate and there were no exception to the rule. Estelle didn't know if it was her idea or her hallucination but ever since she was a child, she already know who her mate is. The problem? He's a and she's a human. That would be impossible. The other problem? That guy is her best friend. The biggest problem? He already swore to know his mate and it is not Estelle.

"HHHEEYYY YALL IT'S YOUR FAVORITE GIRLS! We are back yall. We were pissed too, that we had to leave yall with that cliffhanger. But best believe somebody got a call about that . Anyway, we're back and on the Hunt for Shawna and Trixie. We know they're still out there alive, we just have to find them. But you already know that we have to deal with fake mated she-wolves, who just can't read the room. So, we have to deal with them hoes, aliens, and oh yea The Ocean God. I know yall thinking how the hell yall pissed off the Ocean God, but we will explain that later. Right now, buckle up, get your wine glasses, and make sure your phone cases are sturdy just in case you throw it. Now enjoy the emotional rollercoaster of The Hunt for Shawna and Trixie!

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Ten years of marriage, and my husband slid the divorce papers across his mahogany desk. "You contributed nothing to this family. Under the prenup, you walk away with nothing." "Consider this a courtesy. Ten thousand a year. A hundred grand for a decade of your youth." "Don't even think about touching a cent of family money." I smiled and signed. I'm the kind of woman who's already died once. The next day, I took that hundred-thousand-dollar check and walked straight into the territory of his most dangerous enemy—Dominic Salucci. The man who controls half the East Coast underworld looked at me like I was inventory he hadn't ordered. "Why should I help you?" I leaned in close. "Because I know every decision Vincent Moretti is going to make for the next ten years. Every property. Every shipping route. And I know about the son he's hiding in Zurich." He studied me for a long moment. Then he smiled. "Interesting." What he doesn't know—what Vincent doesn't know—is that in my last life, men like them buried me without a second thought. This time, I'm going to watch every last one of them kneel.