Jack Frost

When Isabel Baker agreed to moonlight as a bartender at a private party, she never imagined she'd get anything more than tips. However, on this resort island, nothing was ever that simple. After tending bar with the deliciously handsome Noah who was flown in for the party, Izzy realized that she was about to break her number one rule: never fall for a tourist. But with his quick wit, charming smile and passion for marine life, Noah was the kind of guy that she couldn’t resist. At the end of the night, she barely managed to turn him away from coming home with her. Noah had only come to the island for one of Jack Saunders' famous parties. Yet once he met Izzy, he couldn’t bring himself to leave. After one steamy night together, he knew that he would do almost anything to keep her. Theirs should have been an easy love story, complete with a happily ever after. Except Noah was also moonlighting as a bartender that night and his true identity threatened Izzy’s research. When his billion-dollar company and her marine research project collide, their entire relationship crumbles into the sand. Will they be able to rebuild their beautiful sandcastle together, or will it be washed away by the rising tide, forever just a memory?

28-year-old, billionaire hotel owner Grant Cerulean is the city's most eligible bachelor. He is handsome and charismatic but the problem his wife recently cheated on their marriage with a business rival and he is hurting from the betrayal while trying to push his divorce through the court. Enter Angela Gray, 20 years old, beautiful, curvy, kind, tattooed, and covered in piercings. Unfortunately, she can only see her flaws and after a traumatic childhood she has sworn off men entirely. Her only loves in her life are her job, her boss and her two work colleagues Anya, and Jack, who is gay. A chance meeting in the rain triggers a series of meetings that culminate in, these two making a connection with one another. He offers her protection and security and she becomes his lady, accompanying him to business events where his ex-wife is also in attendance trying to hurt his image by flaunting her relationship with his rival. But Grant has a hidden side to him that rarely shows itself and he fears will push Angela away from him if she should ever see it. Follow them as estranged family members, psychotic exes, jealous harpies, and twisted criminals will put both Angela and Grant through the ultimate test of determination and resolve.

Samantha, a young maid working for the billionaire, Mr. Alexander, finds herself pregnant after a steamy one-night stand with her wealthy employer. Terrified of the consequences, Samantha decides to run away and start a new life with her baby. With a small bag of clothes and limited resources, Samantha embarks on a journey of uncertainty, constantly looking over her shoulder to avoid being caught by Mr. Alexander's powerful and wealthy family. She seeks refuge in a small town, where she meets a kind and compassionate man named Jack who offers her a place to stay. But Samantha soon realizes that Mr. Alexander and his family are relentless in their pursuit of her and their unborn child. They hire private investigators, track her movements, and threaten her loved ones to try and force her to come back. As Samantha struggles to build a new life and protect her baby, she discovers a dark secret about Mr. Alexander's family and their ruthless tactics. With danger lurking at every turn, Samantha must decide whether to fight back or to continue running, risking everything she holds dear. Will Samantha be able to escape the clutches of the powerful Alexander family and start a new life with her baby? Or will she be forced to face the consequences of her actions and confront her past?

When the world knows your name, sometimes the only way to find yourself is to become someone else. Dalon Sorrin is a world-famous Formula 1 driver, a master at navigating high speeds and higher stakes. But when the weight of fame becomes too much, he escapes to a quiet town in Italy, desperate to disappear from the spotlight and reclaim a sense of normalcy. When he meets a fellow traveler, he introduces himself as Jack Dawson, hoping to enjoy a connection untouched by celebrity. Rejena Brink is no stranger to pressure herself. Between a demanding job, relentless coursework, and her passion for writing, life has left her burned out. A spontaneous trip to Italy is her way of pressing pause—a chance to rediscover the freedom and creativity of her younger self. On her first day, she crosses paths with a charming stranger who calls himself Jack. Playing along, she offers her pen name: Jane Carter. Neither is being honest. And neither expects their connection to deepen. What Dalon doesn’t know is that Rejena is a devoted Formula 1 fan. And what Rejena doesn’t see coming is the emotional cost of falling for someone who isn’t who he claims to be. As their secrets edge closer to the surface, both must ask: Can love survive the truth? And can they become the people they were always meant to be?

My daughter accidentally scratched my husband's young mistress's face with her nails. For that, my husband had her fingers chopped off. Covered in blood, she came home seeking help, only to be assaulted by an intruder. I called my husband, crying, but his mistress's sweet voice answered the phone. "Stop using these lowly tricks to get Jack's attention. All you're doing is making him sick!" I begged my husband to take my call, but all I got in return was a barrage of insults. "Nothing is more important than Yvonne's face! I'm busy taking her to the hospital! I don't have time for your drama!" Later, my daughter's organs were removed by the intruder. Even in death, she was still tightly holding onto the birthday gift she had prepared for her father. My husband, a top lawyer, personally defended the criminal who assaulted our daughter. He let that man walk away scot-free after what he had done. On the day he celebrated his birthday with all our relatives, he finally knew that our daughter had died. He completely lost his mind.

La nonagésima novena vez que mi prometido, Draven Frost, me colgó la llamada, fui como pude hasta la iglesia de la familia, aferrando en la mano el diagnóstico de enfermedad renal terminal. —Padre, quiero romper todos mis lazos con la familia Rocci y anular mi compromiso con Draven Frost. Apenas terminé de hablar cuando mis padres irrumpieron en la iglesia con mi hermana adoptiva, Bianca. Mi padre, el Consigliere de la familia, no dudó. Me dio una cachetada, ahí mismo, frente al sacerdote. —¡Tu prometido es un Capo muy respetado en la mafia y te atreves a insultarlo de esta manera! ¡Estás manchando el nombre de la familia frente a toda la organización! Mi madre me arrebató el diagnóstico de la mano y dijo con desprecio tras una rápida mirada: —¿Otra vez con tus mentiras para llamar la atención? ¿Ahora qué quieres? Mi hermana adoptiva, Bianca, se aferró a los brazos de nuestros padres, con la voz quebrada por el llanto. —Ay, hermana, lo siento mucho. Si quieres, te cedo mi lugar en la gala. ¡Pero por favor, ya no les causes más problemas a papá y a mamá! Me limpié la sangre que escurría de mi nariz y, con calma, le repetí mis palabras al sacerdote. —Ya no soy hija de la familia Rocci. No soy digna de una alianza con los Frost. Me quedan tres días de vida. Y quiero que este compromiso se anule antes de eso.

"You heard me, Damon Jones," I replied after a few seconds of silence that was honoured with his confused gaze. "I want us to be together. I want us to have sizzling moments that only you and I would know about. I want us to hold each other, and sweaty as our needs grow. Not once, not twice, but for as long as possible." I surprised myself with the tone of my voice. His hands on his waist, the man scoffed. It was a loud one. After a few seconds of making his feet dance in the very spot he stood, he faced me, the tip of histongue probing the flesh of his upper lip. That was a nice sight. It made my eyes linger on his lips longer than I intended. As my eyes quickly traveled to his wet shirt which exposed the nudity that I keep wondering about, he said, "You must be out of your mind, Selena." ~ In life, mistakes happen. A mistake like taking the wrong file instead of the file that contains your CV and other important documents a job seeker needs to have. But, there's no going back because you have a great job opportunity right in front of you. An opportunity that could vanish before anyone can complete the words, Jack Robinson. And, mistakes can lead to a lot of things. Things you could never imagine would happen in even five lifetimes to come. Like making a dangerous deal with a Mafia Queen... [Mature scenes inclusive]

The day after my Alpha mate's precious childhood sweetheart Sage accused me of sending rogue wolves to attack her, my mate Kael, along with our two sons, suspended my brother above a massive cauldron of boiling silver, threatening to throw him into the molten metal that would burn him alive. I went insane, rushing toward them, but the pack warriors held me back with iron grips. "Do you understand your mistake now?" Kael stood nearby in his perfectly tailored suit, his eyes cold as winter frost, his voice laced with ice. "Will you ever dare to hurt Sage again?" "I didn't attack her!" I cried, struggling against the warriors' hold. "Kael, let my brother go! He's only eighteen! He just got accepted to Harvard!" Five-year-old River crossed his small arms, his face emotionless. "The evidence is clear. Why are you still lying?" Four-year-old Stone nodded along, his tone innocent yet cruel. "Mommy, if you're so scared of Uncle dying, you shouldn't have attacked Aunt Sage. She's our precious one." My heart contracted violently. Sage was their precious one. Then what was I? What did I mean to them? I looked toward Kael, hoping he might spare my brother for the sake of our years as mates. But he only stared at me coldly, his gaze like he was looking at a complete stranger. I suddenly laughed, though tears streamed down my face. They thought it was just a dummy tied up there and they were just trying to scare me. They didn't realize that Sage had someone switch out that dummy. What's frying in the silver now is my dear little brother. In the boiling silver, my brother's body was already burned beyond recognition. But when I completely gave up and left, why did three men kneel down and beg me to come back?

Nang lumuhod ang lalaki, magmakaawa, at yakapin ang kanyang binti'y 'di pa rin natinag si Kennedy. "Ken, please, handa akong gawin ang lahat-lahat mapasa 'kin ka lang muli," pagsusumamo ni Chord. Isang hakbang palayo mula sa lalaking dati niyang minahal ay agad na nagbadyang tumulo ang mainit at nag-uunahang mga luhang kanina pa gustong lumabas sa kanyang mga mata. Nag-aalab. Lumalago. Ayaw paawat. Ilan lang ito sa mga salitang makakapaglarawan sa pag-ibig ni Kennedy kay Chord. Animo'y isa itong bomba na kapag hinayaan lamang hanggang sa pumatak sa partikular na oras, ito'y sasabog at hindi na mapipigilan pa. Ngunit hindi maipagkakaila na kahit kaila'y hindi mawawala ang mga problema't hamon na maaaring tumupok sa alab ng pag-ibig sa pagitan ng dalawang tao. "Napakahirap mong abutin, Chord," wika ni Kennedy, nanginginig ang boses. "Walang-wala sa kalingkingan ng estado mo ang estado ng buhay ko." Namatay si Romeo dahil kay Juliet. Namatay si Jack dahil kay Rose. Hindi nagkatuluyan sina Peter Pan at Wendy. Sina Chord at Kennedy kaya gano'n din? Mailalaban ba nila ang pag-iibigang pilit sinusubok ng panahon, paniniwala, at tadhana?

On my 16th birthday, I treat myself to the most delicious cake I can find. On that day, before I can even take a bite, my parents, who are always at odds with each other, sign their divorce papers right in front of me. So, on my wedding day, I tell my wife, Keira Jarrett, "If you ever want a divorce, just get me a birthday cake." She hugs me tightly and promises me."Don't worry. 'Birthday' won't even be a word in our home anymore." Seven years later, on Keira's birthday, her assistant, Jackson Price, throws her a surprise party. She slaps him across his handsome, gentle face and kicks him out of Jarrett Group. That day, I am convinced I have chosen the right woman for life. But three months later, on my birthday, I find out the supposedly fired Jackson has been promoted to Keira's personal secretary. He personally delivers a custom-made birthday cake to me. I call Keira to demand an explanation, but her voice on the other end is cold and distant. "Jack meant well. Don't be a spoilsport." I freeze for a moment, then hang up. It turns out my parents are right all along. The only way a birthday cake tastes right is when it's served with divorce papers.