Isaiah Hill Basketball Novels & Stories

After I succeed in helping my wife, Claire Gibson, establish her company, I decide to become a full-time stay-at-home dad without a worry in the world. Since my daughter, Nancy Davidson's 10th birthday is coming soon, I want to make the event fancy. So, I decide to place an order on Hill Hotel's birthday banquet services, where one full table of food costs 18 thousand dollars. When I'm swiping my card, the hotel employee shoots me a look. "Mr. Davidson, your card can barely foot for a 500-dollar bill." Embarrassed, I go home and question Claire about the family's finances. She looks at me apologetically instead. "My company has been participating in a bidding process lately. The newly-appointed governmental senior official is a greedy one, you see. I've spent quite a lot of money in bribing him just to get things done. "Once my cash flow is back, I'll definitely throw Nancy a fancy birthday banquet!" In a considerate manner, I tell Claire that I completely understand her situation. But soon, I start calculating the assets I still have. After all, my dad is the newly-appointed official. There aren't any bidding processes going on in the government at all. I'd like to see where on earth Claire has spent all of her money.

Fiona thinks she has it all-love, loyalty, and a secured life-until her mate, Alpha Kael, leaves her for his first love, Laila. Abandoning her at the altar on the day of their bond reaffirmation before the moon goddess, Fiona watches helplessly as Kael dotes on Laila from the shadows without knowing how else to claim back her mate. Fiona soon discovers she's pregnant and hopes the news will finally bring Kael back to her. But her world shatters when Laila, also carrying Kael's child, pushes Fiona down a hill during a heated fight, causing her to have a miscarriage that left her broken and desperate for revenge. Just when all hopes seems lost, Fiona crosses path with Alpha Derek, the blind yet most powerful Alpha in the Eastern region. He offers revenge against her unfaithful mate and his mistress in exchange for becoming his Luna for a year. She agrees. But Derek is no savior. He hides behind his dark shades and darker secrets. Worse still, he’s the very architect of her pains. Yet the closer she gets to him, the more her heart betrays her...because the most dangerous thing about Derek isn't his power or his schemes but the way he makes her want him, even when she swore she'd never risk her heart again.

His hands pinned my wrists above my head against the cold library stacks as he thrust deep inside me, hard and relentless. “Say it,” Wesley growled against my ear, voice rough with need. “Tell me this pussy is mine, Samantha.” I bit back a moan, hating how much I needed him, hating how my body betrayed me with every wet slap of skin. “Fuck you,” I gasped, even as I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist. But we both knew the truth. I was already addicted. ————- Samantha Williams is a focused literature student and proud virgin, but one night of overhearing raw sex through her thin dorm walls changes everything. She meets Wesley Adams, the arrogant, cocky basketball star who turns her world upside down. What starts as pure hatred explodes into angry kisses in the rain and risky, addictive hook-ups. But Wesley’s teammate, kind-hearted Donald Brook, offers the gentle stability Wesley never will. Trapped between intense passion and safe love, Samantha must survive academic pressure, jealousy, and her own awakening desires. Will she choose safety… or surrender to the man who makes her lose control? Dorm Room Desires— Enemies to lovers has never been this filthy. Warning ⚠️: This book contains explicit content, so stay away if you are not ready to ruin your panties.

The first thing I did after being reborn was add penicillin, a drug the patient was severely allergic to, into his pre-surgery medication administration record. The hospital leadership exploded. “Have you lost your mind?” “Are you trying to kill the patient?” I smiled as I accepted the suspension notice they handed me. In my previous life, I had been the lead cardiac surgeon for this operation. Back then, I refused a request from my wife, Shannon Wright, whose childhood friend, Jonah Hill, wanted to use my patient as ‘practice’ during the surgery. Right there in, Shannon threw a tantrum and demanded a divorce. In the chaos, she ripped out the patient’s blood transfusion line and even knocked over the blood bags, causing the wealthy patient to die on the table. However, they pinned the entire medical malpractice scandal on me. With the security footage wiped clean, I was sentenced to death in the end. My parents sold everything they owned and gathered eight million dollars. They gave the money to Shannon, begging her to hire a lawyer and help overturn my case. Instead, she told them that she and Jonah had been having an affair. From the very beginning, I had only been their scapegoat. The shock shattered my parents. While driving home in a daze, they lost control of the car and plunged off an overpass bridge. Both of them died on the spot. Now, when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day of that wealthy patient’s surgery.

She thought the worst thing that could happen to her had already happened. Her husband. His assistant. Eight years of marriage quietly falling apart on a Tuesday afternoon while she was at work. She was wrong. Evelyn Harper bought the house on Harrow Hill to disappear. Remote. Abandoned. Cheap enough to make her laugh out loud at two in the morning. She should have asked why it was so cheap. From the very first night, something in the walls knew her name. Evelyn. Low and unhurried. The way someone speaks your name when they have been waiting a very long time to say it out loud finally. Then came the touch. Fingertips, cool and deliberate, ghosting along the inside of my thigh. I shifted, half asleep, my legs parting before I could think better of it. The touch climbed higher, slow and patient, tracing the seam of me, circling the ache that bloomed hot and sudden between my legs. I was embarrassingly wet, instantly wet ,hips rocking into nothing, chasing the sensation. Then she knew that; Something ancient lived in that house. Something that had chosen her specifically. Something that had been waiting for her bloodline for over a century. And the lonely man who follows her into its darkness may be the only thing standing between Evelyn and losing herself forever. Some houses don't just haunt you They own you.

Betrayed by her fiancé and facing an unexpected pregnancy, Alice Bennett sells her apartment, packs whatever pride she has left, and does the only sensible thing: run far, far away for the Christmas holidays. Her destination? The cozy — and utterly isolated — Snowfall Creek Ranch, a countryside holiday resort in the heart of Texas. What she didn’t expect was to meet a host so… unbearable. Marco Hill, the owner of the ranch, is a grumpy, quiet, widowed cowboy. He carries deep scars and a pain that turned Christmas into his worst nightmare. To his employees, he’s loyal. To his guests, he’s polite. To Alice, however… he’s impossible. But only until she smiles. With her light humor, charming messiness, and a strength she doesn’t even realize she has, Alice slowly begins to spark warmth where Marco swore he would live in the dark. He tries to keep his distance. She tries to stay focused. But the ranch’s Christmas traditions, the silent snowy nights, and a chemistry neither of them wants to admit pull their guarded hearts closer than either expected. Between sparks, funny arguments, accidental touches, teasing, and secrets, Alice and Marco discover that… Sometimes, the best family is the one life rebuilds — even when it starts with heartbreak, an unexpected baby, and one very grumpy cowboy. And this Christmas, at Snowfall Creek Ranch… love may reignite what once felt forever lost.

Yorick Hill is the second son of retired Alpha Warren and Luna Yara. His brother took over the pack two years ago and Yorick finds himself without a place in the pack or world. In an effort to find his way, he applies to the elite Warrior Academy, a highly sought after school that trains warriors into elite fighting machines. Cyra Teymoori is an Alpha female caught in an arranged mate bond. Her father arranged the bond to solidify the alliance between her pack and the pack of her betrothed. She is unhappy about the arranged mate bond and in an effort to delay the inevitable, she applied to the Warrior Academy and was admitted. Neither her father nor her betrothed are happy about her choice, but neither is willing to look away from the prestige that comes from her acceptance. When Yorick enters the Academy, he expects the year to be difficult. What he doesn’t expect is to find his mate. At first, he’s thrilled, until he finds out that she’s expected to accept a chosen mate bond with a neighboring pack. Furious that his mate is being pressured to ignore their fated bond, Yorick tries to convince her that she should accept him. They can leave after they finish the Academy and find jobs together. He will look after her, even if it means accepting a handout from his brother to give her stability. But Cyra is hiding a secret, one that she’s unwilling to share with Yorick. What will happen when the secret comes out and the real reason for the alliance bond comes to light? Can Yorick prove to Cyra that he wants her because she was meant to be his?

They were supposed to be Fated Mate, but a day before Anya could confirm that she was really born to be Mikey’s Luna, Mikey broke up with her with no clear explanation at all. Wounded and broken, Anya shifted earlier than scheduled with a very angry and furious wolf that could only be tamed if she found a suitable mate, but who would she have for a mate when the only man that she ever loved didn’t want her anymore? DK was everything Anya despises but at that moment he was the only one who could save her. DK proposes a contracted bond with him, making him her Chosen Mate for three months with the condition that no one will know about their contract and they are not allowed to fall in love with each other. Left with no choice, Anya signed a contract with DK. Mikey made a lot of stupid choices in his life but breaking up with Anya was the worst. In his attempt to correct the mistake that he had made, he rushes to Purple Hill to apologize to Anya and win her back only to arrive too late because she was already announcing her Chosen Mate, that man he hates the most, the douchebag DK. To make things worse, Anya’s wolf hated him and almost tried to chop his head off until DK saved him. With the two Alphas trying to win her broken heart, who will Anya choose in the end? The one she loves but hurt her the most? Or the one who loves her the most even though she has no real feelings for him? Read to find out.

In the elite, glass-walled towers of Upper Hill, Adrian Vale is a masterpiece of clinical perfection. A top-tier law student with a future mapped out by his tyrannical father, Adrian survives by the "Rule of Three": precision, discipline, and total emotional detachment. He believes that by controlling every second of his life, he can remain untouchable. Then comes Kai Reyes. A tattooed, underground muralist with silver in his lip and chaos in his veins, Kai is the living antithesis of everything Adrian stands for. When Kai publicly humiliates Adrian by smearing charcoal over his pristine silk tie, the "Ice King" snaps. Driven by a desperate need to re-establish dominance, Adrian offers a high-stakes wager: One week. Kai must move into Adrian’s minimalist apartment and obey his every command. As the doors lock, the psychological warfare begins. Adrian intends to use rigid discipline to crush Kai’s rebellion, but the forced proximity turns the apartment into a pressure cooker of forbidden desire. Kai isn’t just a subject; he is a mirror, reflecting the hollow ghost Adrian has become. When the rules finally shatter, Adrian is forced to confront the "Master" who truly pulls his strings—his father. To save himself, Adrian must trade his golden handcuffs for the raw, uncertain freedom of the streets. In a world of rigid statutes and vibrant paint, he discovers that power isn't about making someone stay—it's being the man they don't want to leave. "Be My Good Boy" is a gripping tale of control, surrender, and the courage to finally be a mess.

Caitlin and Caleb embark together on their quest to find the one object that can stop the imminent vampire and human war: the lost sword. An object of vampire lore, there is grave doubt over whether it even exists.

If there is any hope of finding it, they must first trace Caitlin’s ancestry. Is she really the One? Their search begins with finding Caitlin’s father. Who was he? Why did he abandon her? As the search broadens, they are shocked by what they discover about who she really is.

But they are not the only ones searching for the legendary sword. The Blacktide Coven wants it, too, and they are close on Caitlin and Caleb’s trail. Worse, Caitlin’s little brother, Sam, remains obsessed with finding his Dad. But Sam soon finds himself in way over his head, smack in the middle of a vampire war. Will he jeopardize their search?

Caitlin and Caleb’s journey takes them on a whirlwind of historic locations—from the Hudson Valley, to Salem, to the heart of historic Boston—the very spot where witches were once hung on the hill of Boston Common. Why are these locations so important to the vampire race? And what do they have to do with Caitlin’s ancestry, and with who she’s becoming?

But they may not even make it. Caitlin and Caleb’s love for each other is blossoming. And their forbidden romance may just destroy everything they’ve set out to achieve….



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