Intro Junior H Chords

*Hybrid is the intro book to a series of books to follow called Thirteen Tribes, within this series there will be thirteen books covering the ancient and incredibly powerful Thirteen werewolf tribes of the world. Hybrid is the beginning to the unraveling of each Tribe* Laya is seventeen years old, a hybrid and in the eyes of humanity nothing more than a deadly virus. Her kind have been eradicated from the face of the earth because of a sinister plot that was created against all hybrids. She loses her parents when a she's only four years old to a clan called the brothers, they are a very powerful, sick and sadistic group of men who are driven by the elect of the world. Their purpose is to cleanse and restore peace, but they end up not only eradicating hybrids in their wake but also their own kind in a sick and monstrous sense of supremacy. Laya is taken in by a human tribe after her parents are murdered, but the kindness of this tribe is nothing more than a hold on some insurance against the brothers wrath. Laya doesn't know anything about what a hybrid actually is, she's never ever met one except for her parents and with her being so small still when they were killed she never learnt anything about her own kind. Laya is later met with a brother in particular named Groban who claims her as his after seeing what she is, he hides her and protects her inside his cabin, but why? There is a whole truth that starts to unravel itself and both Laya and Groban are to learn things about themselves that they didn't know, things that will lead in the truth coming to light in the fight between werewolves, vampires and humans.

BILLIONAIRE FAMILY SERIES After facing harassment during a fun night by a hot guy, Jessica Vegas serves him a hard slap that did not just surprise him but caused him the greatest embarrassment of his life. Everyone was shocked when they heard the news because the guy was the famous Cassanova Billionaire Doctor and Businessman, Cruz Westham, - every woman's dream man and a die for. Now he has sworn to make her beg, but what happens if he finds out that she's his junior brother's favourite teacher? Will he be obsessed with revenge or see her for the woman she is and maybe, just maybe, follow his heart for once?

Aurora St. Claire expected the worst when she was forced to move across country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to leave her shattered home the moment she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the god-like Maddox twins. Aurora doesn't understand the deep attraction she holds for the twin's, and ignores them at every turn. Thrown into a world she knows nothing about, Aurora's demons come back to haunt her, making her question who or what she truly is. Will Aurora run from the secrets of the past? Or will she accept her role and take control of her destiny.

‌She was ne‌⁠ver meant‌ to be hi⁠‌s Arya V​itale, t​he da⁠ughter of​ his sw​o​r‍​n enem​y was supp​osed t‌o be a bar​g⁠aining⁠ chip A p‍awn i​n a bloo‍d w‌a‌r. But‌ from‌ the mome‍nt Giova​nni D‍e-Sa‌ntis laid ey‍es​ on her​, he didn’t see a p‌awn… h​e saw hi So he too‌k her S​t⁠o⁠le⁠ her from her wed​d‍ing, force​d her into⁠ a cont‍r‌act marr‍⁠iage⁠,⁠ and br‍an‍d‍ed her w⁠ith his n​ame in ever​y way th‌at m⁠attered‌ To t⁠he wo‌rld, i⁠t was a b⁠us‍in‍ess stra⁠​tegy to him,​ it was an obsession. But sh⁠‍e is‍n‌’t t‍he f⁠ragile pri‍nces⁠s h⁠e‌ expect​ed‌. She’‌s sma​rt, sha‍r​p, hot-head​ed⁠, sassy, and far too goo⁠d a‌t ma​king hi‍m fee‍l things​‍ he buried long​ ago And when she runs‍‍ away he h​unts h‌er Becau‌s​e Giovanni doesn’‍t​ lose ​Not h​is em‌pire N​ot‌ hi⁠s‌ war ‍And never t‌he wo​m⁠an h‌e​‍’s‌ marked​ as his own. But some war​s ca​n’t be w‍on with bullets⁠. Some secrets⁠ re⁠fuse to stay buried And the dead‌l‌iest betrayal may not come from his enemies at a​ll… What happens when the​ one thing he can’t cont‌rol is the only th‌ing that co‍uld destroy him‍? And​ a w​ar that demand‍s blood… ev‌en if i‌t’‍s hers⁠.⁠ ⁠

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

At VanDermere Global, everyone is hiding something. Aiden Shaw wasn't supposed to even stand out. A talented but broke designer or he wanted to survive the brutal junior executive program. Unfortunately he met Julian Vince, a calm, cold strategist with eyes that watch too closely and a past that doesn't exist. But what Aiden doesn't know is that Julian Vince is actually a lie. A mask. And behind that mask is Julian VanDermere, the hidden heir to the billion-dollar empire. The rivalry was only supposed to be professional. Their chemistry—a mistake? But a secret like this doesn't stay buried forever. And when the truth comes out, so will everything else. He thought the danger was the competition. He was wrong.

During a round of truth or dare, my boss, Victoria Hale, leaned in and kissed my husband, Ethan Graves. As just another junior employee, I didn’t even have the chance to call her out in front of everyone. Instead, I slipped away to the restroom and asked Ethan for a divorce. He brushed it off as if I were only sulking. "Don’t take it so seriously. She’s just had too much to drink. In the corporate world, you have to entertain, play along for the sake of the project." However, in the very next round, when Victoria was dared to kiss someone else, Ethan flipped the table in front of everyone. "Touch her, and see what happens."

ROSEANNA A girl born in Wealth family. But not so wealthy. Was destroyed by her own three brothers on intention in hatred. Was forced to marry a man she was scared of. KASHTON A man with obsession to everything he owns. You lay eyes on what is his. And then on you won't be able to see anything. A Man with power and money. He owns what he likes. At any price. *PLOT LINE* ROSEANNA was just in her junior college when the eyes of devil captured her. She couldn't or say she didn't protected herself. On purpose and on FORCE. But this is not all, there is more. Somethings that's we don't know about. Things ROSEANNA is unaware of.

Nach sechs Jahren an Joels Seite landete Lyra im Krankenhaus – krank und ausgezehrt. Am Tag ihrer Entlassung hörte sie auf dem Flur etwas, das sie niemals hätte hören sollen. „Joel Fenwick, bist du völlig verrückt? Du hast Renee Lyras Knochenmark gegeben, ohne sie überhaupt zu fragen? Du wusstest, dass es um ihre Gesundheit miserabel stand, und hast ihr erzählt, es wäre nur ein Magenproblem – alles nur, damit sie ja zustimmt?“ Renee. Joels Jugendliebe. Das Mädchen, über das er nie hinweggekommen war. Lyra weinte nicht. Sie geriet nicht in Panik. Sie griff einfach zum Telefon, rief ihre Eltern im Ausland an und sagte Ja zu der arrangierten Ehe mit den Windsors.

Five years ago, my junior made a mistake in the experiment, resulting in an explosion in the lab. In an effort to save my childhood friend, Andrew, I suffered severe burns to one side of my face and was falsely accused as the culprit. Just like that, I became the target of everyone's anger. Only Andrew stood by me, promising, "I love you for who you are, not your appearance. I'll always be there to protect you." But on our wedding day, he vanished without a trace. My mother, suffering from heart disease and barely clinging to life, wanted to see Andrew. When I asked him to come, he replied impatiently, "Are you using such a lame excuse to meet me? Don't you have any shame? Every time I look at your face, I feel disgusting." I pleaded desperately, but he calmly hung up. "Do you think I'm your servant? You can't just summon me whenever you want. Just because you saved me once doesn't mean you can blackmail me for life." My mother died without peace. The junior who slandered me back then later posted a photo on social media, showing a man lifting her effortlessly. Their poses were intimate, highlighting the underlying affection. Her captions read: [It's all his fault for tiring me out during the day. I almost missed out on this beautiful ocean. When you're in love, all is clear to see. I mentioned wanting to go to Belmar Island, and he flew me around the world for it.] I was utterly heartbroken, so I texted him: [Let's break up…]