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His precious childhood sweetheart got drunk one night and ended up in a stranger’s bed. When she showed up again, she was pregnant—just like me. On the day I gave birth, Harold handed me the divorce papers. "Rachel’s about to return to acting," he said coldly. "She and the baby need a proper title. If a scandal breaks out, it’ll destroy her." Dragging my frail body, I calmly signed the papers. In my previous life, I refused to step aside. I went live, holding my daughter, and exposed the award-winning actress Rachel Underwood for knowingly becoming the other woman. The internet turned on her. She lost every endorsement and was driven to the edge by massive fines—eventually jumping off a building. Harold quietly took care of her funeral... and then stood by as her fans harassed me in the streets, even tried to burn my child and me alive. It was not until I saw him lock the door behind us that I realized—he had wanted us dead all along. Then I woke up. And it was the day he gave me the divorce agreement... again.

He wants to be the CEO and she wants to start her dream company. For that to happen, Nathan and Linnea have to get married. But what if the two of them can barely stand one another? In order for each of them to achieve what they want, they need to put their differences aside and tie the knot. Are they going to survive living under one roof for a whole year or are they going to set each other on fire? Can love find its way between them? Read to find out!

After her parents are killed in a pack attack, Celia escapes the clutches of the alpha and his notorious pack members only to find herself face to face with the youngest Lycan Prince, Jasper. He is someone everybody avoids, nobody understands and even the King is wary of. "Just kill me and be done with it” I said as irritation building up inside me found its escape through my tongue. I was not even afraid of death anymore. I could even picture meeting my parents again in the afterlife. "Things have gotten too interesting for that” He replied, dragging me out of my thoughts. He gave me a malicious look and a smile that did not reach his eyes. Death would have been an easy way out but there was no escaping Prince Jasper.

After werewolves took over the world and became its supreme ruler, human women (ages between 18 and 35) were locked away in dungeons then forced to become the slaves of male werewolves who had failed to find their mates. Once you are chosen by a werewolf, you will become their possession for the rest of your life. Sarah Fibb is a slave who had been in the dungeons for five years. After being there for so long, she had lost the hope of ever being chosen by a werewolf. But one night, a strange thing happened....She got claimed by Damon Kalesto; The Alpha King. *** Damon Kalesto is the ruthless Alpha King. He rules by instilling fear into everyone around him. He doesn't believe in love nor fate, so he was convinced that he would not succumb to the mate bond...but all it took was one look for him to fall in love with Sarah Fibb.

It was the thirtieth anniversary of my alma mater, and I had been invited back to give a speech. But as I stepped on stage, my husband's illegitimate son rushed toward me, brandishing a knife. His accusations rang through the hall: I was a homewrecker, the woman who had driven his mother to her death. He went even further, kidnapping my daughter and threatening her safety unless I publicly read a letter of confession. I was beaten to within an inch of my life, my body battered and bruised. I demanded my husband come forward and confront the truth. Instead, he turned on me. "I was forced to be with you in the first place!" my husband spat, venom dripping from every word. "You're the real mistress!"

The contract marriage between the CEO and the Mafia brings a unique story where the CEO has an illicit lover and the Mafia has a mental disorder because her fiancee died. Has a sad story, and thousands of mysteries to be solved. Will both of them be able to reach their respective goals and then end the ridiculous relationship? Or slowly love comes over time and makes them reluctant to part? Read more here... This world is a game, if you are not good at playing then you are being played. When playing we need confidence, if we are not good at convincing and impressing people with our intelligence. Confuse them with your stupidity, so they feel they have won.

CAN BE READ ALONE!! Growing up, at a younger age my mom would tell me her romantic story of how she and dad met. I fell in love with their love story and would beg her to tell me every night before going to bed. I love her story so much that I could not wait to one day be old enough to find my one true mate; that every full moon, I would stare through my bedroom window and watch excitedly wolves being wandered off into the dark, having only the full moon to guide them. Seeing them, I was even more anxious to turn eighteen and to too meet my mate. The wolf, the moon goddess has blessed me with to spend my entire life with. Before my mom was taken from me, she used to tell me, a one true mate is like an alpha, and that the only difference is that he may not have a pack he's destined to rule and protect, but a single wolf he's destined to love forever. I kept that quote with me and impatiently waited until I was of the rightful age, searching under the beautiful moonlight for my one true mate. It was the most beautiful night and even more beautiful when I lay eyes on a dark hair and blue eyes handsome wolf. I could hear my wolf crying inside telling me that he was mine; that night I thought I found everything that I was looking for and ever wanted, but the next day after my one true mate mark me as his own and took my innocent. Everything wasn't going the way I thought it would be. My mate mostly. His sweet behavior towards me suddenly changes into something terrifying; something I'd never wish upon anyone.

"Let go of your inhibitions. Push your boundaries. Explore your limitations. Take my hand, say yes, and be mine forever!" My name is Annalise Walsh, I live in Los Angeles and I’m working as an advertising executive (an AE) for “S&W Advertising”, a small but fierce agency. My goal right now is to put my hands on a very important account. I’m talking about “HL Sportswear” a new branch of “Hamilton Inc.”, a company that belongs to the sexiest man alive, Lance Hamilton. My name is Lance Hamilton and I’m the youngest CEO in the States. I’m heir to billions and a billionaire in my own right. I’m quite ambitious and I’m constantly trying to expand my business towards new horizons. “HL Sportswear” needs to be presented to the world and for that, I need the best AE in the city: the intelligent and gorgeous Annalise Walsh. Working for Lance isn't going to be easy for Annalise, but is going to be extremely interesting. That's for sure!

She could remember people through their smells, their voices, their accents, their everyday choices of words or through how they feel against her touch. That's exactly the meaning of socializing and making friends for someone like Meredith Kaye Santiago, a person who was suffering with prosopagnosia. To someone who couldn't remember anyone's face, dating was a no-no. She couldn't risk her heart to someone her eyes couldn't remember and her brain couldn't retain. But one night, she found herself caught up under the body of a stranger, and he's taking off her clothes. The stranger’s name was Rupert Santos, the Vulture’s vocalist and a guy with piercing on his bottom lip. She let him go all the way after he said, “Surrender your sensations”. Love hit her hard. That’s when his blurry face became clearer. And finally, she said, “I see you, Rockstar.”

Previously called A Weekend With The Alpha *** He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered into his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening and mind-numbing. "You should be running, Zera." he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." "I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too. His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."