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Nothing can bring two people together like an adorable little pooch! Brady Rogers took the job as the new city planner for Holiday Hills expecting a town rich with Christmas spirit. What he finds is anything but. Due to budget cuts, many of the Christmas activities have been cancelled. When a cute little dog steals his scarf, he's led to a couple of people who want to help Holiday Hills regain the towns reputation for being the place to celebrate. Could it be that little dog has also led him to love? Noelle Snow loves her job running the animal shelter, but she needs more money to keep the no-kill shelter a float. When she meets Brady, thanks to a sweet pup named Pooch, she might just be able to save the shelter, help the town find their Christmas spirit, and fall in love. But when the town's mayor has different ideas about how the budget should be spent, Brady and Noelle's plans might just fall apart and tear a riff between them. Will Pooch be enough to bring them back together?

One girl with a troubled past who has had enough and two men who want to claim her as theirs. Julie is a shy, sweet, innocent girl whose life gets turned upside down when she meets the new guy in school who has a bad attitude. Jessie embodies everything she hates, but he keeps drawing her in. After letting him in, everything in her life takes a downward turn. Things don't always have a happy ending, even when you think you've found the love of your life. He was her lesson learned, but he still held her heart. After losing everyone she cares about, Julie decides enough is enough. No more being bullied or walked over, and no more looking over her shoulder. After getting arrested for underground street fighting, her new foster parents decide she needs a stricter hand, and she is sent to boarding school. It wasn’t all bad to be sent away. How could it be when she goes to school with the sexy new man who saw her fight and wants to claim her as his?

Jessie watched Justice North from the far corner of the room and bit her lip. She really wanted to work up the nerve to approach him. He’d been on the news often but he appeared even taller and better-looking in person. Not too many people intimidated her but the man who had been appointed the leader of the New Species Organization by his own people was one of those rare few. She respected strength and courage, something he seemed to have in abundance. She debated the wisdom of having a conversation with him. Justice gave orders to her bosses and held the power to change some of the task-force policies that she didn’t agree with. The chance of finding another opportunity to have a chat with him was slim to none. She wasn’t allowed to attend briefings her team leader held with the tall Species leader. Her opinion was irrelevant to him but the issues were important. She hesitated, considering the ramifications. Tim Oberto would haul her into his office if he found out she’d gone over his head. He’d be his normal loud self and tear her to verbal shreds.

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My best friend was a "mistress breakup consultant". I had lent her money to start her business, and her very first job turned out to be breaking up my own marriage. "Jessie, what's the point of a loveless marriage? You've wasted Harold's time for five years. Are you really going to keep clinging to him and making him miserable for the rest of his life?" my best friend asked. I laughed at the self-righteous nonsense she was spouting and had security escort her out. She came right back, though, this time with a so-called "Anti-Mistress Alliance", live-streaming the chaos as they broke into my company. "The one who isn't loved is the real intruder!" "Fight for love at all costs!" They chanted while smashing up my office. I watched them calmly, waiting until they wore themselves out before pulling out a contract. "The 100,000 dollars you borrowed from me has been overdue for six months. If you don't repay it soon, I'll be forced to take legal action. "And, the lab equipment you've destroyed is valued at 5,550,000 dollars. You'll need to compensate me at full price. "Otherwise, I'll see you in court."

Lucas wakes up three years later in a research lab called Area 51 , kidnapped by an unknown Vampire named Anne, known as The Director. Olivia a bio-geneticist working for Anne helps him escape. He takes her with him, only to find out she's his mate. A human. his fate would never remain the same.. a race against time, and Bringing back together his Pack. "Let's just agree on one thing for fuck's sake.!" Lucas shouted. "He is dying, in the next twenty minutes, he'd be dead, let's just go with Jessie's plan. Take him to blue, get her to heal him, if we get there on time, she should be able to heal him without him turning. I'll call blue, I'll let her know you guys are coming." "Alright Alpha, I'd go with Clyde, but, how do we get him to the car? We need to put pressure on the bleeding neck." She turned back, and continued running. He turned around, but something fast passed, he groaned when he felt a sting on his neck, suddenly, everything became blurred, and he felt his consciousness slowly slipping away from him. He fell to the ground.

When news of my arranged fiancee's death arrived, I didn't cry or make a scene. Instead, I quickly reclaimed her shares and had the death certificate issued. I did it because I've been reborn. In my past life, Dad was worried that women would eye my fortune as the heir to the wealthiest family. So, he arranged for me to marry one of three women he personally picked. I chose the most outstanding one, Monica Harris, and married her. However, just three days after our wedding, she died suddenly. Heartbroken, I was persuaded by the remaining two women to give up on marriage and remain single for life. At 80 years old, when I returned to our special place in Sunmere Valley to reminisce, I saw Monica. She should have been dead for 60 years! She stood beside Liam Rogers, my driver who'd gone missing decades ago, surrounded by their children and grandchildren, living a picture-perfect life. I realized I'd been deceived my entire life. The shock sent my blood pressure soaring, and I died of a stroke on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was transported back to the day I died. This time, I'm going to find out exactly how someone who's supposedly dead keeps on living.

The day my husband, Caleb Vale, buries his first love, Layla Shaw, he stands in front of me and throws our wedding ring into the sea. For the next 12 years, the breakfasts I bring him go straight into the trash, and the scarf I stay up all night knitting is tossed into the fire and burned to ash. The cruelest moment is when he looks me in the eye and says, "Aurora, if you really want to please me, you might as well go die." But when a mugger comes at me with a knife, Caleb still steps in front of me without a second's hesitation. As he lies dying in my arms, he uses the very last of his strength to force out a few broken words. "Go... I hope I never see you again in my next life." At the funeral, Helena Rogers sobs until she faints. "This is all my fault. I never should've arranged your marriage..." Everyone around us pities him and resents me. They whisper that I'm a jinx and wonder why I'm not the one who died. And honestly, I wonder the same thing. Why not me? After Caleb is lowered into the ground, I climb to the top floor of the building and jump. As I hover on the edge of death, a cold, mechanical voice echoes in my mind. "Binding complete. Wish detected. The system will now send you back 12 years."

The day my wife gave birth to my foster brother's child, my entire family waited tensely outside the delivery room. They were not concerned about whether Sheila Rogers would make it through labor safely. They were worried I might turn up and make a scene. My mother kept glancing at the elevator. "He won't try to come up the stairs, will he?" My father was on the phone with hospital security again and again. "Yes, about six foot three. Have you seen him?" My brother stayed coiled and ready, fists clenched. "If my brother causes trouble, I'll lay down my life to protect Sheila and my son." However, from the start of labor to the moment Sheila delivered safely and both mother and child were declared healthy, I never showed up. Reclining on the hospital bed, Sheila took out her phone and asked my mother to call me. "Tell Hank not to cause any trouble," she said calmly. "If he's willing to be the child's godfather, we can still live our lives together." She felt absolutely no guilt toward me. From her perspective, she had merely granted my parents their long-standing wish for a grandchild. What fault could there possibly be in that? What no one knew was that I had never planned to go to the hospital. At that very moment, I was training beneath the scorching sun. All for a single reason: in one month, I would deploy with my unit to Safrana on a peacekeeping mission. Once I left, there would be little chance of ever coming back.

Jesslyn Scott menandatangani surat perjanjian pernikahan dengan Earth karena ia membutuhkan uang untuk biaya pengobatan ibunya yang sangat mahal. Jessy pikir pernikahan kontraknya dengan Earth, sang penerus Caldwell Corporation dikarenakan Earth tidak ingin dijodohkan dengan putri dari rekan bisnis sang kakek, tetapi Jessy salah. Alasan sebenarnya dari pernikahan kontrak itu adalah Caroline, cinta pertama Earth yang berstatus janda tanpa anak. Jessy dijadikan tameng oleh Earth untuk menutupi hubungan Earth dengan Caroline yang sudah berlangsung tiga tahun. Di dalam keluarga Caldwell, siapapun yang menikahi janda maka ia tidak akan bisa menjadi penerus. Dan Earth yang tidak ingin kehilangan harta warisan serta Caroline memilih memanfaatkan Jessy yang merupakan staf di salah satu toserba milik keluarganya. Awalnya Jessy bisa menjalani kehidupan pernikahan kontraknya dengan baik. Akan tetapi, Jessy melakukan sebuah kesalahan yang membuatnya menyiksa diri sendiri. Ia jatuh cinta pada Earth yang mencintai Caroline. Lalu, akankah Jessie bisa bertahan di dalam kontrak pernikahan yang tidak boleh melibatkan perasaan ketika hatinya menjerit kesakitan karena rasa cemburu yang membakar jiwa? Dan bagaimanakan kehidupan Jessy setelah bergabung di dalam keluarga Caldwell yang sangat terpandang? Bisakah Jessy mengatasai tekanan demi tekanan yang diarahkan keluarga Earth padanya? Atau Jessy harus menyerah dan mengembalikan uang yang ia dapatkan dari Earth bagaimanapun caranya?