Love Lost In Time Novel

My parents made Dana and me settle it with rock-paper-scissors. Loser had to marry the Baillieu heir—the so-called "freak." I won. Then flipped the script. "Cool. I'll take Blake. Dana can have the empire." Last time? I was dumb in love with Michael—Dad's adopted golden boy. Chose the company, stayed behind, and handed Dana off to Blake Baillieu. Big mistake. Six months in, Dana was gone—wrecked by that marriage. Right before she croaked, she texted Michael blaming me. Said I lost the game and ditched the deal, dumping Blake on her. Michael? Snapped. Dude went full psycho. Turns out, he and Dana had been sneaking around for years. He dragged me behind the Baillieu estate and forced a dozen intellectually disabled men to assault me. "If it weren't for your cruelty, Dana would still be alive! You'll pay for everything she suffered!" I was over eight months pregnant—almost due. Begged him to stop. Begged for my baby's life. He didn't care. Kept ordering them to take turns. Even when my water broke, he just watched. Both my baby and I died that night. Now? I'm back. And this time, I rewrote the story. Step one: marry Blake.

Copper, named after her grandmother, was told to her face that she was the black sheep of her family. She got into fights, hang out with the bad crowd, and had the biggest crush on a teacher. However just when her parents couldn't take it anymore, a driver appeared outside of her school and informed her that her grandfather, the richest man in their city, and a man she'd done her best to forget about, wants to reunite. Kenny Greenland refused every woman his parents brought to marry him. Fed up with his folks, he made a deal. He would only marry the grandchild of his master, knowing full well that his master didn't have grandchildren. However, to his surprise the most dashing young lady he has ever seen claims to be his master's grandchild. She whispered, "Keep your promise, darling." From family conflicts, to poisonous rivals, outside forces were happy to stop the union of two powerful families, but they don't know who they're messing with. Whoever tried would live to regret it.

The Red Devil Pack (under the guise of rogues) attacked the Silver Wolf Pack and killed everyone except the pregnant Luna who wasn't there at the time. She went into hiding, and before her daughter turned 18, she passed away. Her daughter, Adriana, has grown up thinking she is nothing more than an Omega until she finds out she is the fated mate of the Alpha, Daemon, in the pack she has been hiding. He doesn't want a mate, especially an Omega but finds he cannot reject her. He finds out that she is much more than he realises, and he has to save her from those who would harm her for the power she brings. This book was originally a standalone but has become a series of five books. All of them are/will be in this book.

Emilie "Emmie" Davis. A sweet girl from a sweet family. A straight-A student (much to her parents' satisfaction). Cheerleader - both literally and emotionally. A sincere young lady with the best manners, and even a better heart. ☆ Ramsay Jones. The bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks. The son of the leader of one of the two gangs on the Southside: the Vipers. A boy with countless layers and secrets and a stone-cold exterior. ☆ Watch as they fall in love in this opposites-attract, forbidden romance story, where home violence and eating disorders are mixed with sexual attraction, dominance, and everything else you might encounter in your daily life.

“Are you crying?" She shook her head and wiped at her face as more tears were falling. “I’m so stupid.” she groaned. "Now I am truly and utterly alone. If I had just said yes to marrying him, none of this would’ve happened. I wouldn’t have dragged you into this mess.” Without warning, I turned sharp to the side, putting the car to a sudden stop close to the curb. “Don’t ever say that again. You think marrying a man you don’t love, a man who doesn’t care if he hurts you, just to please your family is the right thing to do?” I turned to her slowly. “That would’ve ruined you.” “But I would’ve had a home to go to, I would’ve been taken care of. Now I have nothing,” she looked away. I reached over and gently took her bruised hand in mine. “You did the hardest thing anyone in your position could have done. You saved yourself. That takes more guts than standing there and pretending to be happy.” I tucked a hair behind her ear. “You think you are alone? You’re not… you have me.” ___ Alina Etienne has always lived a life dictated by her parents. She is groomed to be an obedient daughter, a perfect public image, and now, a bride to a man she doesn’t know or love. On her wedding day, crushed by the weight of expectations, Alina does the unthinkable... she says “I don’t” and flees the altar. On the run and scared with nowhere to go, she crosses paths with Mikhail Antonov. A cold, guarded man with a past he doesn’t talk about. What began as a reluctant act of kindness turned into something neither of them expected.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

Labinlimang taon siyang nawala. Dinukot, tinanggalan ng pagkakakilanlan, at halos nakalimutan na ng lahat. Ngayon, bumalik si Luna Valencia, the only heir ng powerful Valencia family, dala ang tapang at ganda na parang sandata, handang harapin ang mundong minsang iniwan niya. Akala niya’y simpleng misyon lang ang pagbabalik, isang tungkuling sa wakas ay matatapos na. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat nang magtagpo ang mata nila ng lalaki sa kabilang kalye. That man was no other than Isaac Knight Fernandez. Ang malamig at mailap na pinuno ng pamilya Fernandez, na kilala bilang isang bituing hindi maabot. Subalit para kay Luna, siya ang perpektong paglalarawan ng lalaking gusto niya. In an instant, the lost heiress found her secret obsession. And when Luna wants something—she never lets go. “I saw you, Isaac Fernandez… and I won’t stop until you’re mine.” Sa likod ng kanyang mapanganib na plano, may isang tinig na nakikisali. Puno ng nakakakilabot na tawa at kasabikan, “You think you’re the only one obsessed, Luna? From the moment I saw you… I knew you were already mine.” Sa isang mundong puno ng tsismis, kapangyarihan, at kasinungalingan, magtatagumpay kaya ang lihim na obsesyon, o ito na ba ang magiging simula ng kaniyang pagbagsak?

She was his stepdaughter by law… but his temptation by fate. A contract marriage_ A stepfather who should be off limits. But when the sparks fly between them, pretending isn’t enough. She’s drawn to him in ways she can’t explain, and he’s trying hard to resist. But desire is a powerful thing—especially when tied to a past they never knew they shared. Can they keep their hands to themselves, or will their forbidden temptation destroy everything?

It's time for the Mate Hunt. A tradition for packs to bring more females into the pack. With the number of children being born dwindling to dangerously low numbers we are desperate to find an Omega. There hasn't been one in a hundred years, but their ability to bring fertility to the pack everyone is desperate to find one. When we stumble into a twenty-four hour diner, we find a woman who is in desperate need to make a quick escape. Her abusive ex-boyfriend has been stalking her, and she needs protection. In return she agrees to be courted by us. Let's hope she is the mate we have been searching for and maybe the answer to saving our kind from extinction. *This is a why choose/reverse harem story, which means the female character will be involved with multiple partners.*

My husband's first love posted a video on her social media. In the video, the two of them were passing a playing card with their lips. When the card fell, their lips met in a kiss. They didn't stop—lost in the moment, they kissed passionately for an entire minute. Her caption read: [Still the same clumsy piggy! PS: Steve's skills are as good as ever!] I quietly liked the post and left a comment: [Congrats.] The next second, my husband called, yelling at me furiously, "No other woman is as dramatic as you! I was just playing a game with Lanie. Why are you acting crazy again?" It was then that I realized seven years of love meant nothing. It was time for me to leave.