Marshal Please Calm Down

Children beware, and please give care of things that go bump in the night. It all seems like fun when you provoke mayhem and run through the graveyard to give one a fright. Please heed our warning from dusk until morning giving caution to the naive. Goblins and Ghouls wait on the foolishly brave to pull beyond the hallow grave.

"To understand another person, you must swim in the same waters that drowned them." Hayes Cox Ferguson"Risking is better than regretting."- Catleyah Chloé Tate - THE REVENGE COLLABORATION; CASA INFERNO Is a revenge collab with Miss Ladyangee.Please be aware! This story has a lot of s*xual scene and please don't read this if you are under age !!Please huwag makulit! Hehe thank you!

"Please teach me to become a better writer!" "Oh?" Joaquin got his glass sipped his whiskey as he looked at me in a condescending manner. "I need something in return," he teased as he put his glass down on the table, making me nod excitingly. "Yes, yes! I would do anything you ask for!" Hearing her feedback, he stood up from his chair then walked towards me, chuckling. "Erm..." I stepped away from him, now bumping my back on the wall behind me. Surprised, I gasped as he did a breathtakingly hot "kabe-don". He then spoke near my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "What if I ask... for a collaboration?" --- Haven Thorne, a young woman who is eager to become a great writer, secretly attended a party that was hosted by a popular and rich top author, Joaquin Greyson. Wanting to learn from the great writer, Haven gathered her courage and visited his home for consecutive days even after the constant rejections. Irritated, Joaquin entertained the persistent woman to stop her. Seeing her determination however, piqued his interest and had agreed to her request—even asking for a collaboration! Will the top author really be willing to teach the newbie, or will he lose his patience? Will she able to meet the demands of her experienced mentor, or will she disappoint him? With that in mind, what will their pen and passion teach them? Love, hate… or something more?

The past Day 159 after the first New Species were freed Joy tried to relax in the chair but worry over her client made her fidget. She glanced at the clock, noting he was late again. Minutes ticked by while her anger grew. It was the fourth session in a row that 466 had blown off. He did it on purpose. She knew he was going to be irate over what she’d done in retaliation but he’d left her with no choice. The loud sound of a menacing growl startled her. Her gaze flew to the door a second before it was thrown open. 466 hovered in the hallway, his rich brown hair messed up as if he’d dried it upside down with a blow dryer to give it that fullness. Rage showed in his narrowed, dark gaze. She guessed he’d been the source of the noise. He was pushed forward as one of the guards entered the office behind her client. “Here he is. He wasn’t happy but we got him.” The man shot a dirty look at 466. “Four of his men convinced him to come along or we would have had to drag his inside in shackles. He wanted to fight me.” She winced. “Please sit, 466.” “It seems I don’t have a choice.” He sauntered over to the chair in front of her desk and dropped his big body down hard enough to make the piece of furniture groan. “So much for saying we are free.”

Amelia looked at Xavier shocked by what she saw. His eyes were no longer filled with love for her like they once were, just an empty ink black eyes staring right into her soul. "How long?" Xavier asked. Realization dawned on her immediately 'he had found out'. "How long do you plan to deceive me?" He asked again in a cold, harsh but calm voice- the calm before a storm. His eyes shades darker-if that was even possible. Amelia stood silent, fear consumed her, she knew that no word can hold back his furry. "When did you plan to tell me that you were not the woman I was to marry, that you had snatched another's woman identity?" He said in a cold and furious voice. *************** Amelia's act of kindness landed her in an unexpected marriage with a stranger. What happens when hidden secrets are revealed and she finds out that her husband is the head Leader of the Australian Mafia and she was in the middle of it all?

After being held captive for a year, Alison must adjust back to her normal life but what she doesn't realize is that her life is far from normal. Will she be able to forget enough to have a great future or will she be forever stuck in the past? Please note that there are strong scenes that many people may not like to read. Please use caution while reading.

Even though this is my eighth time proposing to Beverly Galvan, she still coldly turns me down again. She says that she isn't ready yet and that she needs more time. Since that's the case, I tell myself I will wait as long as it takes. That's when I see it—her and my brother's marriage certificate, posted for everyone to see on her social media. When I question her about it, she merely says in a calm voice, "Timothy's unwell. He can't get too upset, so you'd better not start anything!" They are wearing wedding rings in that photo, and there is a barely visible bump on her belly. In that moment, the storm within me dissipates. Hitting the like button on the post, I type out a comment. "I wish you both a lifetime of joy. May the two of you grow old together!" A year later, a desperate-looking Beverly shows up in front of me, begging that we get back together. Unfortunately for her, her best friend, who was clearly pregnant, steps in with a smile and pushes her aside. "Give it a rest, will you? My husband already has a wife. We can have kids of our own. There's no need for him to be someone's fallback guy."

"You keep saying he died of black magic, but you're not telling me exactly how he died. If what you're saying is true... what happened to him??" I ask her with a raise of my brows. "The magic consumed him. He became power hungry. He started absorbing the powers from members of our coven. He wanted it all for himself. He had to be put down. He had to be stopped" She explains "Mom, what are you saying? Are you insinuating what I think you are? What do you mean he had to be put down??" The windows to her room bang open and cool breeze is rushing in, making the papers in her room fly haphazardly. "Layla, you have to calm down." She motions towards me. "So the coven killed him?? They killed my father and you didn't do anything about it????" I scream at the top of my lungs, the lights still flickering, tears pooling in my eyes and wind blowing in through the windows. "He killed two people from our coven! His eyes were completely black! The magic had completely taken over him. Your dad wasn't there anymore. So yes, we killed him to protect the rest of the coven…"

"Let me go!” I demanded, thrashing in his hold, but he tightened his grip around me. “Stop moving, little wolf,” he said, his voice calm but firm. You are mine, Lena.” “Your body and soul belong to me, and there is nothing you can do about it.” A gasp rips from my throat, but Kyler swallows the sound, his mouth crashing down on mine in a possessive kiss. ****** Lena leon thought she was destined for a life of love and honor as the Luna of the Bloodthorn Pack. But on the night of her mate’s Alpha ascension, Damien publicly humiliates her, branding her a traitor and rejecting their bond; he proposes to another woman. Just when she thinks she has seen it all, Damien delivers the final blow; he sells her off to the most feared Alpha in the werewolf realm. Alpha Kyler of the Silver Fang Pack is ruthless and dominant. And now, he owns her. But Lena refuses to be anyone’s possession. She is determined to carve her part and reclaim the power that was stolen from her. Yet, as dark secrets unravel and an ancient prophecy is revealed, she realizes fate has far greater plans. Kyler may have bought her body, but will he claim her heart? Or will Lena rise from the ashes of her betrayal and become the Luna she was truly destined for…

When her hot, overbearing, but charming boss gets a hold of her diary, and offers to grant her greatest wish for a child, Twenty-two-year-old Felicity Graham is furious, and hesitant. For one, he's her employer. Two, she wonders if he truly loves her, or if his offer is just based on his father's pressure on him to produce a heir. — Cold, reclusive Shawn Colby has hit a dead end. Undeniably New York's most eligible bachelor and a well-known business tycoon, he could have anything his heart desired. Women, cars, numerous houses if he wanted. When his overbearing father demands that he settle down and produce an heir, Shawn can't think of anyone else but Felicity — his calm, sweet personal assistant. When he gets hold of Felicity's diary, and finds out that her greatest dream is to have a child of her own, he propositions her. But Felicity is furious, and hesitant. Besides being Shawn's assistant, she's close to his family as well, and is aware of the pressure he's under to bring forth a heir. What happens when a business trip up-turns their lives? Can Shawn prove that he truly loves her for her, pressure aside?