Lan Lin

The year I was reborn was the year the vampire war began. The first thing I did was get rid of the pup. My mate's pup. Alpha Lucas's. In my last life, he covered for his childhood friend, Sarah, when she mated a vampire. He took my pure-blood pup and swapped him with her half-breed bastard. They branded me a traitor. Tortured me to death in a silver dungeon. And my own son, brainwashed by Sarah, stood over my corpse and told me to rot in hell. When I opened my eyes again, I was three months pregnant. I didn't hesitate. I walked straight to the witch's hut and drank the poison she gave me. But as the life drained away, I uncorked another bottle: an expensive Mimic Potion. It fakes a pup's heartbeat. It gives off the scent of an expecting mother. Lucas wants a child to take the fall for Sarah's crime. Fine. I'll give him a show. This time, I have no weakness.

Clara lives a depressing life full of bullying and when she dies, she vows revenge on those who caused her death. A demon answers her call and offers her revenge. Clara accepts and is reborn into the body of an heiress. Together she and the demon set about getting revenge. Over time secrets are unveiled and feelings are revealed and Clara's second life becomes less about revenge and more about love.

Warning: The story contains explicit scenes and sexual content. After getting Divorce Ashley found herself as heiress of a Weber group. To save the chaos of the company she signed a contract with Dylan Markov, a ruthless billionaire. But he was completely different from what she heard about him. She started falling in love with him, but later she found him a part of the past and came into her life with some motive. Will she love Dylan back even after their contract is over?

Ever since her family went bankrupt, work is all Florence does to help out at home. But when she meets Scott Lee, a rich and handsome CEO, everything changes. Although gentle and romantic, Scott doesn’t believe in marriage. But when his grandfather warns him of the need to have an heir to carry on their legacy, Scott gets worried about the company falling into the wrong hands. Unable to stay away from Florence, he thinks the only way he can agree to his grandpa’s plan is if he marries her and proposes a deal: get married for the sake of their families and divorce after he gets the company. Florence accepts but falling in love wasn’t in the script. Now, she needs to control her feelings while pretending to be the perfect wife and remain safe as Scott’s enemies go after her. *** “I want you to go on a date with me.” “Why me?” “What kind of question is that? Why you? Why not you?” Falling for my Fake Husband is created by Rafaella Dutra, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Take my hand, I am here with you." He says in a deep husky voice catching her out of gaud. "I can't, I can't do it, please go. Save yourself." She yells back as the car's brakes fail. "Dr, Dr. I can't see." While panicking she cries. "I am sorry Sir, she lost her eyes." His body gets numb and drops himself on the bench near him. "But, you always said you love me." "I am sorry. I can't stay with you, it's about my whole life." "I always treated you like my sister. How could you do that to me?" "Who's gonna earn money for us now grandpa?" Little boy says, glancing at his blind sister. "I wish I could die."

Feisty, witty and assertive, Wynn Mayfield speaks her mind and refuses to settle for anything in life- especially men. She is nicknamed the Romance Widow because of her list of standards topped by fictional men- a list she uses as a weapon against any chance of romance. Life is going pretty well for her, and she couldn't be more satisfied. That is, until Ethan Sterling; her highschool bully and first love- the one responsible for her worst heartbreak- shows up and turns her world upside down with a confession of love. Gentle, warm and innocently charming with an unshakable optimism, Ethan Sterling is anything BUT the bully she knew in highschool. Wynn wants him gone, but he is a formidable foe. Determined to win her over, he challenges her list: He will prove his love by beating the standards set by her favourite fictional men. Witty banters, a chance for revenge, hilarious fails and romantic tension. Will Ethan succeed in capturing Wynn's heart?

Isolde Callen has always been different…hidden among humans, untouched by the Moon Mark that turns her kind into Lycans. But when her twin sister, Alara, is left in a coma after a brutal attack, Isolde is forced into a world of danger, power, and primal desire.   The only clue to the attacker? One name: Cairos Veylan. Alpha. Ruthless. Deadly. And utterly intoxicating.   From the moment she steps into his territory, he dominates her world…testing her limits, challenging her courage, and igniting a forbidden fire she never knew existed. Every glance, every touch, every whispered command leaves her trembling… torn between vengeance and desire.   Isolde came seeking answers. She found heat, danger, and a hunger she can’t resist.   Some bonds are deadly. Some desires are irresistible. And some alphas… will break you completely.

June Skylar would have wished to be anything at all, anything, even an actress if that was possible but she ended up running three jobs which leads to her meeting billionaire CEO, Michael Stahom who offers her a shot at settling her issues but at a cost that seemed more demoralizing than being a stripper at a night club. Joggling the weight of taking care of his daughter and battling his brothers for his company, Michael Stahom had enough on his plate but it seemed he could add one more item to his list when he gets mesmerized by an amber masked stripper. A stripper and a billionaire seemed like an unlikely duo but Michael was determined to prove to June that even a business contract could lead to a lifelong commitment and besides it was a win win for both of them, there wasn't any reason to resist, was there?

HELLFIRE HORSEMEN: BOOK 1 Ruin is not only a Beta to Alpha Ryker; he's the reincarnation of something much darker. When Alpha Ryker sends him on a mission to be the bodyguard to a prominent Alpha's daughter, he expected it to be a straightforward thing. But when he first lays his eyes on Chloe Jane, and inhales her scent, he feels the pull of the mate bond, but since she is blind, the bond seems to be one-sided. Oh, fate can be cruel... Chloe Jane wasn't born blind. But she has always known darkness, and it is not only from being sightless. When she first meets Ruin, there is an immediate attraction even though she cannot see him. His scent seemed familiar and felt like home. But how can the Goddess mate these two, who already share a dark history? *** I narrow my eyes because I know this man. He's older, but…The last time I saw him was fifteen years ago after a botched rescue mission to save his wife and daughter… I try not to show my surprise at what I've just realized, because there's no bloody way it can be true. There's no way this is the same man from back then, and there's just no f*cking way that this woman in front of me is— “I see you've met my daughter already; this is Chloe Jane, your charge for the next few months, he says, shutting up my doubts. Now I understand Ryker's words better; and as that realization sets in, I can finally hear the word my wolf is saying. Ryker is cruel, but the Fates even more so. How could they mate me to a woman I nearly killed, a woman whose life I ruined by my careless actions?

To save up for my wife’s expensive asthma medication, I worked the dangerous high-rise job around our apartment complex, even on a day with winds strong enough to knock someone off their feet. However, that was when I accidentally witnessed my wife cheating on me with her ex-boyfriend, and to entertain him, she picked up a fruit knife and slowly cut through my safety rope. My body slammed into the ground so hard that the impact shattered the bones in my leg. Only later did I learn the truth: the one with asthma wasn’t my wife at all—it was her first love. All the money I’d been saving for her? She had been giving him every cent. Eventually, the same cold, proud woman I once married ended up on her knees in front of me, begging for help. I called the building security over and had them drag her out. “Get that filth out of here,” I said. “It’s hurting my eyes.”