Kit Connor Birthday

The woman he loves marries another man on his 18th birthday. He's alone during his birthday party, and he finishes the cake himself. She deliberately pushes him away and neglects him, even skipping out on his birthday party. Unfortunately, she doesn't know that this is his last birthday ever. He's about to die, and it'll happen on her wedding day.

When Bella, my mate's first love, begged for my help, claiming her mother was gravely injured, I didn't hesitate. As the pack's Luna, I grabbed my medical kit and ran. But I arrived to find her sobbing over a corpse. Bella pointed a trembling, accusing finger at me. "My mother is dead because you were too slow!" Before I could explain, she cried out to the dark woods. "Ethan, did you see? Your Luna just stood by and let my mother die!" My mate, Alpha Ethan, emerged from the shadows, his face a mask of cold fury. He snarled, declaring me unfit to be his Luna. Now, he's forcing me into a brutal trial to prove my worth. He's even broadcasting the trial, taking live bets from werewolves across the globe on whether I'll survive. But he doesn't know the truth: Bella has already rigged the trial. The moment I step inside, I'm walking into a deathtrap.

Annette was a half-breed rogue, but she was lucky enough to find a mate. She thought she was being blessed by the Moon Goddess. However, one day, she opened her mate's door and saw him in bed with her best friend. At that moment she broke down, her heart broke. She dashed out of the room in despair. Annette then chose the Alpha of the most powerful pack, Connor. She wanted to use him to get back at her mate, but Connor saw through it all. He would not allow a rogue to do so, and his revenge also began.

This book is authored by Kit Bryan. I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother.

Having dated for five years and been married for seven, she had never missed his birthday in the past 12 years. The 12 gifts from previous years were carefully placed in the storage closet. However, this year's birthday gift...

Meet 19 year old Jenna a beautiful young lady who actually has no idea how stunning she really. Growing up with an abusive father after her mother died. Now meet 29 year old Max Connor a billionaire who wanted to follow a different path from his father and became a detective. There worlds collided when Max was a rookie and she was a 9 year old being beaten to a pulp of her life. He saved her from her father. Ten years later they met. Read on to see how she found love and started to love herself.

Para kay Vivianne Loresco, ang makilala si Zeke Connor ang pinaka kasumpa-sumpang pangyayari sa buhay niya. Kahit hindi niya pa nakikita ito sa personal, alam niya nang magiging miserable ang kaniyang buhay sa oras na maitali siya rito. Pero wala siyang ibang mapagpipilian kung hindi ang magpakasal sa kaniya, alang-alang sa kaniyang Lola na may sakit. Kailangan niya ng malaking halaga para sa operasyon nito, at mangyayari lang 'yon kung magpapakasal siya kay Zeke Connor—known as the ruthless and merciless Billionaire. Ngunit isang buwan bago ang kanilang kasal, sa kaniyang trabaho, nakilala ni Vivianne ang isang CEO na walang ibang ginawa kung hindi ang i-pamper siya. Pilit niyang nilalabanan ang tukso na huwag mahulog ang loob sa CEO na ito dahil kahit hindi niya mahal ang kaniyang fiancé, nakatakda pa rin silang ikasal sa isa't isa. But what if THIS POSSESSIVE CEO IS THE PERSON SHE'S GOING TO MARRY?! Her future HUSBAND?! Alam niyang malaki ang galit ni Zeke sa kaniya dahil magpapakasal lamang siya para sa pera. Ngunit bakit ngayon ay pinagkakagastusan pa siya nito sa kahit ano'ng layaw niya? Hindi ba alam ni Zeke na si Vivianne ang taong pakakasalan niya? O pinaglalaruan lang siya nito?

Alexa dreaded her eighteenth birthday, why? On her eighteenth birthday she would officially be Alpha Diaz's Bedwarmer. Living as his slave was one thing but warming his bed every night was another... How could she warm the bed of the man who proclaimed her father a traitor, the one who is responsible for her family death. To others he might be a savior but to her, he is the one she hates with every spit on her tongue. But just on her eighteenth birthday, she was rescued... By an Hybrid Alpha, who turns out to be her mate.

Wala sa bokabularyo ng isang Clement Kit ang pagpapakasal, kahit nga ang salitang "commitment" ay hindi sumagi sa isipan niya. Everyone calls him a playboy, but not for so long dahil nakatakda na siyang ikasal. Natagpuan niya na lang ang sarili sa isang bar bago ang araw ng kaniyang kasal. Sa hindi malamang dahilan ay naagaw ng isang babaeng nakatayo sa entablado ang kaniyang pansin. Sa kabilang banda, nakatayo si Fauvine Lavar sa isang entablado. Sa dami ng taong naroon ay humihiling siya na sana ay may tumulong sa kaniya. Kaya laking gulat na lang niya ng may lalaking humila sa kaniya at inalalayan siya pababa. Nauwi sila sa isang mainit na gabi. Isang gabing kapwa hindi nila malimutan. Kapwa tumatak sa isip ng bawat isa pero tumatak din kaya sa puso ng bawat isa? Ngunit paano si Fauvine kung nakatakda na ikasal si Clement?

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.