Ian Mckinley Final Destination

My mother hated me, to the point that she wished I were dead. I knew I deserved to die. Sixteen years ago, if I hadn’t insisted on going out, my brother wouldn’t have died while trying to save me. Eventually, both of us got what we wished for. I got brain cancer. She had become a stranger to me as I forgot everything and went to die in blissful ignorance. Then, she went mad.

"เคยได้ยินสุภาษิตที่ว่าเกลียดอะไรก็ได้อย่างนั้นไหมที่รักไม่ชอบผู้ชายร่านๆอย่างเซอร์เวย์แต่ระวังจะมีผัวชื่อเซอร์เวย์ไม่รู้ตัวนะครับ"

The last thing Miranda thought when she responded to a prison pen pal request was to find true love. Joel, well, he was only hoping to pass time and maybe if he was lucky, he'd find someone to have a little fun with after doing ten years of hard time in the state penitentiary for a crime he committed when he had just barely turned eighteen years old. He had been hardened by the things he'd seen and the experiences of imprisonment and no longer believed in lovey dovey fairy tales or happily ever after. So hardened in fact, that he knew women only led to one thing-trouble. Not even a good girl like Miranda would break him ever again. Not with her long dark hair, those hypnotizing amber-eyes, and definitely not those full lips that would look so good…nope, nope, nope. What neither one expected was to find the perfect balance of emotional and physical attraction. Can Miranda's persistence and commitment soften and heal Joel's untrusting heart or will Joel break Miranda in ways she has never experienced before? This is the first book of three in the Locked-Up Lovers series. Enjoy!

“โอ๊ย! แทงเบาๆ สิวะ” ฉันหยุดขาไว้เพื่อที่จะเงี่ยหูฟังบทสนทนา “ไอ้ห่า! แทงทีละนิดมันจะไปเสร็จอะไร เนี่ยแบบนี้แหละดีแล้ว แทงครั้งเดียวมิดเลย เจ็บ แสบดีมั้ยล่ะ ฮ่าๆ” ทั้งสองเสียงที่คุยกันดันเป็นเสียง... ผู้ชาย ทั้งสถานการณ์และสถานที่เกิดเหตุมันชวนให้ฉันเข้าใจผิดคิดว่าทั้งคู่เป็นมนุษย์สายเหลืองที่กินกันเอง จนมาวันนี้ ผู้ชายคนนั้นกลับมาปรากฏตัวต่อหน้าฉันในอีกครั้งในอีกสถานะ “ขอโทษครับ ช้าไปหน่อยพอดีคนรอคิวเยอะ” เสียงทุ้มฟังแล้วคุ้นหูดังขึ้น ทำให้พวกเราห้าคนที่นั่งอยู่ที่โต๊ะหันกลับไปมอง เฮ้ย! นั่นมัน... ตาฉันเบิกกว้างอัตโนมัติ เมื่อเห็นหน้าเจ้าของเสียงเมื่อกี้เต็มๆ สองตา “นี่มัน... ไอ้สายเหลืองนี่” ฉันเรียกคู่กรณีครั้งก่อนเสียงลั่น “เมื่อกี้หนูเพลย์เรียกพี่เขาว่าอะไร...” เสียงผู้หญิงที่มากับลุงพงษ์ถามฉันขึ้น แต่ยังไม่ทันที่ท่านจะพูดจบใครบางคนที่ไร้มารยาทก็พูดแทรกขึ้นมาซะก่อน “อย่าบอกนะ... จะให้ผมแต่งกับยัยขี้มโนนี่” เรื่องราววุ่นวายจึงได้เริ่มต้นขึ้น ณ ตอนนั้น จากคู่ปรับ กลายเป็นว่าที่คู่หมั้น ฉันจะสามารถเปลี่ยนเกย์ให้แมนได้หรือไม่

...." Should I stop?" his deep husky voice asked sending shivers down my spine. His hands , leaving trails if goosebumps all around me. My breath hatching...I couldn't say anything...I couldn't do anything, only to be overwhelmed by this pleasure. He chuckled and whispered," I told you, you're all mine, and mine only..."

Never in her wildest dream did Mishka imagine that her life would be turned upside down as soon as she step into London. “Marry my grandson!” Grandpa Leo’s demand threw her off guard. Marriage was not part of her plan, yet she accepted the offer to marry the hottest eligible bachelor in London, leaving her dreams behind. Christian had everything pictured ahead of time. He planned to propose to his girlfriend right after claiming the position of CEO in the Knight Group, but a woman crashed all his plans. “If you want to take over the position of CEO in Knight Group, then you must marry the girl I have chosen for you!” Grandpa Leo’s firm decision put his future at stake, but Christian quickly came up with a plan. “I want you to sign these papers!” Christian demanded in his deep domineering voice, forwarding the file toward Mishka. “What is this?” She narrowed her eyes, taking the file. “Read and I’ll explain everything,” Christian answered. His cold eyes stared at her, and as soon as Mishka opened the file, her face lost all color reading the bold letters. "CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand or her masterstroke will change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different world would crash? Will love finds its way through the web of lies, deception, and mysteries? Let’s find out in the story! COPYRIGHT ©️ 2020 AUTHOR ANIKA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

I filed to leave Doctors Without Borders a year in advance, just so I could return home, keep my promise, and marry Dennis McMillan. But by the time I got back, Dennis was already a father. I overheard him telling the housekeeper, "Let Anna stay abroad a little longer. Best if she doesn't come back at all. If she finds out I have a son now, she'll definitely cause a scene." It was only then that I understood—he had deceived me. Three years ago, he said to me, "Go spend three years with Doctors Without Borders. Toughen yourself up. Once you are more mature, you'll be ready to be my wife." And I was mature now. I wasn't the same girl who used to break down in tears whenever something went wrong. My tastes had changed too. And now, I wasn't interested in someone like him anymore.

Isabelle Forte wanted a simple life. But then she witnessed a murder, and was led straight into the arms of Mariano Rivera, boss of the Italian mafia. Together, they traverse a story of love, honor, revenge, violence, and betrayal. The dominating, possessive man may fix her, or break her all over again.

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

"Marry me.", Nicolas had his eyes fixed on her lips. "Huh? Pardon?", Sanaya was totally surprised. She was in a dream? Or... ** Sanaya Roy Chowdhury, from a small town in India who ran away from home. Twenty one years old Beautiful, tall and a simple girl. After running away to the USA she thought she finally got her freedom but one day, when she went to a party with her best friend she was lost. When she was searching for a way out she was chased by bad boys. In order to save herself from them she asked a complete stranger to pretend to kiss her. Exactly when she thought she was saved there was something waiting for her... When the stranger will ask her to marry him, will she agree? But he'll have her agreeing anyway possible because he wants her, AT ANY COST. His name is Nicolas Davis.