Jackson Foo Wong

Three years ago, my girlfriend suffered severe post-traumatic stress after saving my life. She later had a speech impairment that kept her from speaking normally. To cure her, I take on three jobs a day and survive on only bread and water just to come up with the money for her therapy and speech recovery treatment. I happen to be working part-time as a cocktail party waiter one evening when I see my girlfriend, who supposedly has a speech impairment, standing in a fancy dress and being fawned over by the crowd around her. Everyone is calling her "Ms. Holden" and "the heiress of the Holden family". But how can an orphan like her possibly be an heiress?

I’m Oliver Lance. Yes, the Oliver Lance. The one that all men want to be and all women want to be with. Every Sunday a million fans watch me throw a ball down a field, win games, and sign huge endorsement deals. Everything was going perfectly, until a car accident tore it all away from me. I want it back, and only she can help me. At first, I think about ‘Doc’ Elsie the same way I think of every other woman. Just another possible conquest, another notch on my bedpost. Only Elsie is different. She’s not starstruck by me. She’s not interested in my money. She’s the most real woman I’ve ever met, and those tempting curves are making it hard to stay focused on my recovery. Now, I’ll do anything to keep her by my side. I’ll defy my manager, my coach, even lay down my career as quarterback to stay with her. It’s third and long, and I’m gonna make my play Hard and Deep. From New York Times bestselling author Krista Lakes comes this sexy story of sports romance!

After my stepsister, Jennifer Nichols, died in a tragic accident, Julian Asher hated me for ten whole years. He was the youngest star attorney in Vaxton Bay. He was always calm and composed, yet he never once hid his disgust toward me. I gave up everything for him: my education, my family, my friends, even the inheritance I was meant to receive. I stayed by his side through the grueling bar exam and the brutal early days of his career. But all he ever said was, "Miley, if you really want to please me, go ahead and die." The only woman he ever loved in this lifetime was my stepsister. And I realized that far too late. It wasn't until a fire broke out unexpectedly in the courthouse archives and I was trapped upstairs that something changed. Julian ran in to save me. The blaze devoured everything in its path. In the end, he shoved me out of the rubble. The collapsing steel beams crashed down on him. Blood spilled everywhere. Outside the operating room, I fell to my knees, begging the heavens to let him live. Before he died, he left me one final message with the doctor. "Miley, I hope we never meet again in the next life." At his funeral, his mother slapped me hard across the face—again and again. "You're a cursed wretch. Killing Jennifer wasn't enough for you; now you've killed my son too. I never should've agreed to let Julian marry you." His father dragged me to my knees by my hair, forcing me to kneel. "This is all my fault. I was too soft-hearted. Julian saved you three times, and all you ever brought him was misery!" Everyone believed I was the reason Julian died. And deep down, I believed it too. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life—only to awaken back in university, at the very moment we was supposed to get engaged. This time, I made a choice. I would not chase after him again. I would step aside and let him be with the one he loved most—my stepsister, Jennifer.

After my husband's car accident, I did a checkup and found out he had a malignant brain tumor. Instead of telling him right away, I stuck the report in my bag, planning to wait for the right moment. Guess what? He found it first—and thought I was the one with the tumor. A few days later, I overheard him in his office, laughing with a buddy: "My wife? No looks, no figure, just money—and now she's got a brain tumor. Talk about a win for me. If Rainee hadn't gone abroad, I'd never have married her. Bad luck, huh? At least I dodged the kid bullet. Once she's gone, I get everything." Then he pulled the amnesia card, blamed it on the accident, and started treating Rainee like his wife. He even welcomed her into our house. I smiled and said, "Nathan, let's get a divorce."

Scarlett Moore is an ordinary junior at Seayes Town High School, where her best friend Brooklyn Davis shines as the star. In the hallway, Scarlett faces her nemesis, Brooklyn's boyfriend—or perhaps ex-boyfriend—Skyler Thompson. Known as the famous quarterback who dates only blonde cheerleaders, Skyler enjoys calling Scarlett "Red," aiming to rile her up. However, as Brooklyn's infidelity comes to light, Scarlett finds herself and Skyler entangled in an awkward web of emotions and discoveries.

The company had just taken off when a project my wife, Lenora Peterson, was in charge of ran into trouble. To ease her mind during her pregnancy, I went overseas in her stead, spending ten perilous years abroad before finally returning home, barely alive. Instead of the joyful reunion I had imagined, she greeted me with cold detachment and thinly veiled disgust. "Why are you back?" Lenora asked. "Today is Nathan’s housewarming party," she added. "Let’s head there first—we’ll talk later." We rode in silence the entire way. When we arrived, a ten-year-old girl came dashing over and clung to Lenora affectionately. “Mommy, why did you take so long? Daddy’s been waiting for you forever!” Daddy? My eyes burned with rage—until I saw my old friend Nathan Grant stepping out to greet us with a smile. "Lily, come to Daddy. Mommy’s tired—don’t bother her now." When I met Lenora’s eyes, the guilt I saw there told me everything I needed to know. I turned away and texted my assistant, Morgan Williamson, to begin acquiring the company that, by right, had always belonged to me. He soon reported back. "Mr. Brooke, the acquisition process will be completed in three days."

Who meets Prince Charming in an elevator while carrying their broken shoe? Lena Masterson was having a rough day. Her coffee pot exploded, her favorite heel broke on the way to work, her computer died, and her coworker sabotaged her performance review that she should have aced. To top it all off, she had to stay late. So when she ran into a handsome stranger at work, she was certain that it was the worst day of her life. Instead, it was the start of something wonderful. From the moment she nearly bowled the man over, she thought about him. She didn’t know anything about him, and could only assume that he was someone’s assistant. Still, the encounter left her with new self-confidence. She made a move assertive enough to get the attention of her boss’ boss, and be granted a new position as the personal paralegal of the head partner. This promotion soon led to an important trip to the Caribbean, where she saw a familiar face on the beach… Everything seemed perfect when she was in Aiden’s arms, but he was holding something back. Worse, Lena was keeping a secret from him as well. She knew that she couldn’t keep up her little white lie forever, but it turned out that Aiden’s secret was much bigger. Much much much bigger. A billion times bigger, in fact. Even though he treated her like Cinderella at the ball, it was possible that the billionaire playboy just thought of her as one of his “flavors of the week”. After saying goodbye with one last barefoot kiss and returning to the real world, there was a burning question on Lena’s mind: Did this Prince Charming love her as much as she loved him?

Bella Gibson and Harold James were always meant to be. But dating the star quarterback that was destined to be in the NFL was not easy. Things took a turn for Bella, and with no other option, she broke up with Harold, pushing aside her feelings in order for his dreams to come true. Five years have passed since their breakup. Harold's dream came true; however, Bella's life turned out different than she had hoped. But what will happen when they cross paths once again years later? Old sparks start to fly, but can they rekindle the love they used to have?

Already a billionaire at a young age of 28, Sebastian Jackson "SJ" Kincaid has the world at his feet. He could have anything and anybody he wants with just one command from him.Ellisande Porter, an innocent, young, simple woman is secretly married to SJ, who only met him once and that was during their wedding, which their families had arranged when she was still 17.Four years later, she is being whisked into the limelight and being groomed to become the next Mrs. Kincaid. With nothing but hate she gets from SJ, will Elli be able to find a way to win his heart? Will SJ as well learn to accept his fate and learn to love her? Will a certain past that is catching up be able to help the two be together or tear them apart? Will their love story just stay as arranged or will they be able to fall in love with each other?

Eva: My family views me as a taint to their bloodline. The disgrace without her Wolf. "You are a big disappointment!" Father would always spit. "Yuk! You irk me!" My younger sister would curse. Then he suddenly came into my life and became my shield.. my comfort.. my love.. my strength.. my confidence that my life would not end up bad after all. That it would turn out better. Only for me to realize that he… he came to use me too. Came to take advantage of my intense yearning to be loved.. to be accepted.. to be cherished by another.. before he Rejected and dumped me after shoving his true intentions on my face. Now I'm back. Back from where I ran to find solace for my wounded heart, and I saw him. He is back too. Back to where it all started. And he… he wants me back?... Why?... Is the damage he did to me years back not enough? Does he want to break me finally now? And… he… he says I'm his Mate?... Daniel: I just wanted to woo the weak link of this evil Man and save my kingdom. She was the most vulnerable, she would be easier to penetrate, so I did what I had to. After all, he did the same to get my family too… my kingdom… My plans worked out perfectly. I had won. Made her fall for me and got what I needed. But I later realized that she was not the only one that fell. If she fell hard, I fell harder…