Love Should Have Brought You Home

“You think you own me because of your mark?” Celine spits.                                                                              Alaric cages her in, a dangerous smile on his lips. “No, little wolf. I own you because fate gave you to me.”                                                                                  Her chest heaves. “One day, you’ll regret ever touching me.” *****                                                                       Celine never wanted to be chosen. Claimed and marked against her will, she’s locked in the Alpha’s breeding wing, his prisoner, his possession, his future heir-bearer. But Alaric Varkas didn’t expect the fire in her veins. She isn’t a fragile Omega. She’s power wrapped in defiance, and the more she resists, the more he burns for her.                                                                               Hate. Desire. Bond. Nothing between them is clean, but everything is dangerous. And when her wolf awakens, her hidden bloodline threatens to tear his kingdom apart.                                                                         Enemies circle, rebellion stirs, and Celine’s greatest secret becomes impossible to hide, she carries his child. A child both feared and hunted, one strong enough to unite packs or destroy them all.                                                                                               Now Celine must decide: escape and watch the world burn behind her, or face the mate who caged her and rewrite the destiny that chained them together.

"Are you crazy, Donna Gallo?!" The doctor, Corey Dickson, stared at the plastic surgery proposal I had given him. He said in a trembling voice, "Don Gallo would never allow you to do something like this." I smiled softly. "He's too busy having an affair with a world-famous celebrity. He doesn't have time to notice me." Corey was taken aback. I looked at my wedding picture on the wall. Stefan was hugging me while looking at me with great tenderness in his eyes, but just yesterday, I watched him lead that celebrity into our bedroom. He pressed her down in bed as she stared at the silver handgun at the end of the bed and panted, "Aren't you afraid that I was sent here by the enemy to seduce you, Don Gallo? Are you sure you want to put that gun away?" Stefan laughed in a low voice. "It'd be worth it to die in your arms." That gun never left his side. This was the first time he put it aside for someone else. That was when I realized that this was the end of my marriage. It was time for me to leave. I had to find a way to leave this city, where the Don had eyes everywhere, without getting caught.

“Strip off her clothes!” It never occurred to Gwen White that her husband would order a bunch of men to strip her! Throughout the ten years of crushing on him and two years of marriage, Gwen loved Jared Crawford madly, but he despised and hated her to her bones. That said, when Gwen decided to leave Jared for good, he personally brought her back from the depths of hell and begged her to start all over again...

“I am your mate, choose me.” I heard the same thing from three different men. First from my Mafia husband and then from my Best friend, the Alpha king and then the last time from my enemy, the wizard who wants me dead but now claims to love me.  Taking a deep breath, I signed and saw all of them looking at me expecting me to choose one of them.  It felt nice to know three most powerful men of the world are in front of you begging to accept them as your mate and it made me smirk at them instead.  “I, the princess of the Blora kingdom.. "They came closer in the hope of kissing me after I chose one of them, “Reject all three of you.”

"Nice meeting you, Selina.” Said Eddy, hoping she would give him a chance to glance at her eyes. But it didn't happen. "We better not waste our time here." When Selina rejected to become Eddy's business partner, Eddy just couldn't believe that she was the friendly and mysterious girl that grabbed his hands in the woods that morning. However, there are more that he doesn't know about Selina…

When my son asked me about his father while crying once again, I pointed at the television. Samuel Shaw, who had just made it into the top three of the wealth rankings, was being interviewed. He said he had achieved fame and success, and the person he hated most was his childhood sweetheart and ex-wife. “She abandoned me when I was gravely ill, all for the sake of money. But it was that very betrayal that pushed me to rise from the ashes in my darkest hour.” The reporters grew excited and suggested contacting me on the spot. "She must be filled with regret, begging Mr. Shaw to take her back!" My phone rang right then. I answered and immediately asked for money. "Samuel, my son is sick. Could you lend me sixty thousand dollars?" He abruptly hung up the phone and said with a cold laugh, "Knowing she's living so miserably gives me peace of mind." Looking at the kidney failure report in my hand, I silently wept. Six years ago, I secretly donated one of my kidneys to Samuel. Now, his son was suffering from the same disease and didn't have much time left.

Ezra Carlos took his revenge on the man who killed his parents by fucked the adopted daughter of Louise's family. Mila was terrified and helpless when Ezra fucked her and kidnapped her from her adoptive parents' house. Even as if he wasn't cruel enough to have fucked her, Ezra also blackmailed Mila's foster brother— Hunter Louise, who loved her very much by sending a video of Mila's rape to Hunter. Their story of intrigue finally begins. During her time in Ezra's captivity, who kept moving from place to place to avoid Hunter’s pursuit, Mila slowly began to learn about the dark secret that her adoptive family had been hiding and the reason for Ezra's hatred that was deeply rooted in his heart. As the rottenness of her adoptive family is exposed, Mila begins to realize that her feelings for Ezra have changed. The spark of anger in her heart gradually turned into a spark of arousal which the two of them had difficulty extinguishing day by day.

When Mike Radley offered to battle a minotaur to retrieve a pair of magical goggles for his goblin wife, he thought he knew what to expect. He didn't expect to meet a lonely centaur hiding in his greenhouse. He really didn't expect an encounter with a powerful naga in the labyrinth under his home. And he definitely didn't expect a secret society of witches to camp out in his front yard, hellbent on revenge for killing one of their own and stealing their leader's succubus. Welcome to House for Horny Monsters (Book 02) Expect the Unexpected.

When a dullahan from the fae realm shows up on Mike Radley's property, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect to learn that his banshee friend Cecilia has become a prisoner of the faerie queen. He really didn't expect to learn that his home contains a portal to the Underworld itself. And he definitely didn't expect to do battle against the duplicitous shadow man who wants Mike's very soul. With new allies, villains, and monstergirls, things are about to become dead serious. Welcome to Home for Horny Monsters (Book 04). Expect the Unexpected.

A contract is desperately needed for the company to close the deal on a project, so I head over to the administrative department to lodge a request for printing paper. However, the administrative employee, Lydia Reed, slaps on an arrogant expression. "In order to prevent bottom feeders like you from taking advantage of the company by stealing the company's resources, the company's rulebook has already stated that you must bring your own paper to work!" I just point at the pile of boxes containing A4 paper behind Lydia before asking coldly, "Then who are those resources meant for?" Lydia rolls her eyes at me. "Well, they are meant for people who truly are worthy of this company's resources, duh! "You're just a meager project manager who keeps asking for money without making any contributions at all, so you can forget about getting your hands on anything that belongs to the company!" I nod in return. After leaving the department, I dial a number. "I'm sorry, Mr. Cross. It seems that we shall not be participating in the 200-million-dollar bid after all."