Lucy Bleu Knight

Sophia Clark is an 18-year-old werewolf who struggles with her inability to shift like the rest of her pack members, and because of this she is mocked and taunted. Her life takes a turn when she uses her acute intelligence to get into the most prestigious werewolf institution. But what happens when she notices an unexplainable desire and craving for her handsome professor; Xavier Rosswill? A mysterious brooding man who captured her in a way that left her gasping for air. Will Sophia be able to ignore her conflicting feelings? Or will she succumb to the flame of her desires and risk being burned in the process?

I find myself looking for a job, stuck between a rock and a hard place as I scroll through the 'now hiring' pages on jobsforyou.com. A few sound interesting... but none hold my attention, that is until I see it... NOW HIRING MAID! Must be willing to work and live on site. I click apply now. I have no place to live anyway. I am sat here at the library just hanging by a string. As soon as I hit submit application, I feel a rock in the pit of my stomach. What did I just do?

“You love the way I touch you, don’t you, kitten? You can’t hide it. Tell me to stop, and I will do that immediately?” I couldn’t say anything; I was a complete wreck of nerves. He inched his face closer, and I arched my back so that it pushed my chest towards him.  I couldn’t control myself. I just wanted him to touch me. Needed him to touch me.   “Do you still think that this is a mistake?” He asked, his lips curved in a teasing smirk.  However, I was far too gone to argue.  “I’m not going to touch you until you beg me.” He stepped even closer. “Now, kitten, do you still think that this is a mistake?” *** *** *** **** In one single day, my entire life is turned upside down when Dad is brought back to the pack, lifeless and dead in every way. However, the last thing I would have expected was my mother to show up on our doorstep after thirteen years to take me in. Or maybe not, because nothing else can beat the insane attraction that I feel to this man. This man walking down the stairs and looking every bit like some Greek god of seduction. “Olivia, my husband, André.” Wait… He’s my stepfather?

I was the Luna of Moonridge Pack. The smartest wolf they had. Every battle we won, every strategy that made us powerful, that was me. My brain, my plans, my ideas. But nobody knew. My mate, Alpha Kael, he took everything I created and told everyone it was his. He treated me like dirt. Had a girlfriend everyone knew about. Hurt me when nobody was looking. For six whole years I survived this. The mate bond made it impossible to leave. Or so I thought. Then his girlfriend got pregnant. With the baby I could never give him. That was it. I was done. I planned to run away in two weeks. But three days before I could escape, she lost the baby. Somebody poisoned her. And now everyone thinks I did it. They locked me in the dungeons. In three days they are going to kill me for murder. My own dad is not even sure I am innocent. The whole pack hates me. All the evidence says I am guilty. Except I did not do it. Somebody set me up. Somebody wants me dead. They think I am weak. They think I will just give up and die. They are so, so wrong. My name is Aria Silvercrest and I have survived six years of pure hell. I am not dying now. Not like this. Not without fighting back with everything I have. This is my story. And it is just getting started.

On the day of my ninth wedding attempt, my fiancé, Lucas Yearwood, leaves me jilted again. This time, I follow him. I see him holding his adoptive sister's hand as they walk into the obstetrics department. "Lucas, I dreamed that we're having a boy—he's definitely going to be as handsome as you." Watching the two of them laugh and chat like that, I feel my blood freeze. After I chased Lucas for seven years, I got a chance to use a debt of gratitude to force a marriage contract out of him. I backed him into a corner to make him marry me. Everyone thinks I can't survive without him. But this time, I hand the marriage contract back and leave him without looking back. On my wedding day, he calls me. "Viv! Where are you right now?" I'm in the shower. My new husband picks up the call for me. "Do you have business with my wife?" Later, I hear Lucas turned all of Riverville upside down, digging through every trash can to find our marriage contract.

"What the fuck are you, pup?" he asked me, confusion evident in his eyes. I could not stop my face from breaking into a smile. He will have to remain in a state of confusion. My secret will die with me. The last time someone found out, I was left almost dead in the forest. I was only lucky that Alpha Leo deemed me worthy to be resuscitated. I had new agendas at hand: become the best fighter, get rid of the curse in my blood, escape from the Crescent pack, and kill that bitch, then take over as the rightful heir. Nothing will distract me, not even when the distraction is as hot as sin itself.          

Karin kaget karena anak dari adiknya diambil paksa oleh keluarga laki-laki yang telah menghamili adiknya secara tidak bertanggung jawab. Karin tidak terima dan memutuskan untuk mengambil kembali keponakannya itu. Pada saat itulah ia bertemu dengan Wilson, yang dikiranya sebagai pria brengsek yang menghamili adiknya dan telah berbuat lancang mengambil paksa keponakannya. Yang membuatnya terkejut Wilson malah berani menciumnya! Bukannya menampar dan mendorong Wilson, Karin malah terlena dengan ciuman Wilson dan malah membalas ciuman Wilson. Seharusnya ciuman itu terlarang untuk Karin nikmati karena Karin sudah bersuami dan memiliki anak. Bagi Wilson desakan untuk mencium dan keinginan untuk memiliki Karin merupakan suatu lompatan liar bagi pria mapan yang sudah memutuskan untuk membujang selamanya. Penghianatan yang dilakukan tunangannya membuatnya alergi untuk berhubungan serius dengan wanita manapun. Bisakah Karin dan Wilson melupakan ciuman yang mempesona mereka berdua? Padahal ciuman mereka itu jelas-jelas ciuman terlarang!

Apa yang anda lakukan jika anda sudah bertunangan dan dititipi bayi tanpa diambil kembali? Selain itu anda juga memiliki bisnis yang tidak dapat ditinggalkan. Sebentar lagi tunanganmu akan pulang! Panik yang pasti, karena kamu pasti tidak mau tunanganmu salah paham. Itulah yang terjadi kepada Michelle saat ini. Akhirnya Michelle mencari sang ibu bayi, tapi tidak berhasil. Karenanya, ia mencari ayah sih bayi yang merupakan selebritis terkenal, Jason Casanova. Michelle adalah cinta pertama Jason, ia sangat senang ketika Michelle mencarinya tapi semuanya jadi berubah menjadi tragedi ketika Michelle memberitahunya bahwa ia adalah ayah dari bayi yang dibawanya! Setelah membuktikan bahwa ia bukan ayah dari bayi Tina, Jason bertekad untuk mengejar cinta Michelle meski tahu Michelle telah bertunangan. Tapi kalau dengan usahanya saja pasti tidak akan berhasil. Tapi bagaimana kalau dengan bantuan Jojo? Tidak ada yang mustahil! Mari kita saksikan serunya perjuangan Jason, Mengoyahkan dan mendapatkan cinta Michelle, apakah dia akan berhasil? Mari kita saksikan bersama hanya di GoodNovel.

The day after we set our wedding date for the tenth time, my fiancé reached past me to kiss his adopted sister. He presented crimson roses to her as she descended from the stage. "My princess, in this lifetime, I'll only ever be your protector." I stood quietly beyond the cheering crowd, then turned and walked away without looking back. After five years of engagement, this was the moment I finally gave up hope.

My father loved silence. He believed noise was the mark of lesser people, so he installed a decibel meter in our home. Speaking above 40 decibels meant that we would have to pay him 10 dollars, laughing above 60 decibels meant 50 dollars, and crying or throwing a tantrum was a serious offense at 100 dollars per second. The year I turned four, I fell and broke my arm. I did not make a single sound. I bit down so hard that I cracked two teeth, but I saved thousands in noise fees. He praised me for it and called me a "high-value child," one that was worth the investment. I treasured that compliment and observed the rules carefully, keeping the house wrapped in suffocating silence. Then came the stormy night a thief broke in. He had a knife and was creeping toward my mother as she slept, and I watched it all from the gap in the wardrobe where I was hiding. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shriek and wake my father, to do something, anything. However, my eyes drifted to the decibel meter on the wall, and my hand found nothing but an empty pocket. I did not have enough allowance. One scream would cost hundreds, and I simply could not afford it.