Mha Crossover Novels & Stories

#GiftOdulesi #CrossedPaths #RanaandEllen #Family #love #youngandadorableauthor #Africanauthor #readmyotherbooks #loveyouguyssomuch 💓😍💓 (Edited) Here's the blurb of The Snooty Billionaire's Maid: 👇 Roseline Kentwood (Gift) is trying to earn a living so she takes the chance of being Jace Snowman, a rude billionaire's maid. She's not an easy-going, vulnerable, quiet and a maid that'll just let anyone insult her and treat her like trash. She's fiery and wouldn't miss a chance to spit at you and let you know how ill-mannered she is if you try to look down your nose at her. Jace is loving her spirit and her fiery nature and physique, but what's kind of limiting him is his 'billionaire fiancee'

"No... That's impossible! If you were reborn, then why didn't you buy this lottery ticket?" Then, an idea struck him. His hands shot out, grabbing mine in panic. "No! That's not right! In our previous life, you did buy this ticket! You won 50 million! It was the same shop and the same numbers! Why is it different this time?" I patted his cheek mockingly and let out a cold laugh. "Patrick, who told you that winning the lottery was what gave me financial freedom?" His face froze in bewilderment as I leaned closer and said, "Do you remember that strange bead you once saw in my house? The antique bracelet was passed down in my family. It was worth over a hundred million."

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.

Everyone had a role to play. Mya stood at the window of her suite, coffee cup in hand, watching the grounds come alive. Gardeners trimmed the hedges. Security cars rolled down the long drive. Somewhere outside, she could hear Cameron laughing with a camera crew—he’d insisted on filming a charity segment that morning to keep the Cross name in the press for all the right reasons. She took a slow sip, breathing in the calm before whatever came next. Her phone buzzed on the dresser. Keith: On my way over. Breakfast plans? Or am I about to interrupt a Cross family war meeting?

I couldn't help but be drawn to this enigmatic person, and the intoxicating scent that seemed to surround them. A primal instinct roared to life within me, and a low, rumbling growl vibrated through my chest. "Mate!" my wolf snarled, the word echoing in my mind like a battle cry. As if sensing my wolf's claim, the stranger's head snapped around, their eyes locking onto mine with an unnerving intensity. A single word spilled from their lips, husky and raw: "Mate!" The moment our gazes met, reality seemed to warp and twist. My mind recoiled in horror as I took in the stranger's features—the sharp jawline, the piercing eyes, the chiseled physique. This couldn't be happening.

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

"Kenny and his boys are pinned down due to gunfire." "Well if it's a fight they want," said Rooster all in for a battle after harboring such aggression. The Howler M.C. had been long-standing enemies of The Canyon Creek Coyote M.C. and as their mutual club names would imply, they were downright mortal enemies. Howler M.C. however had been the only shapeshifting faction thus far, but they had hated The Canyon Creek Coyotes just the same. It was Howler M.C.'s tradition to refer to the so-called badasses of the canyon as "Zygotes".

She tried her best to hide her feelings and obsession so that it wouldn't get the better of her but it was impossible to do that. Maria assigned the new CEO for the CRUZ enterprise and the name of the person was Henry Cruz. When the employees heard it, they gasped in unbelieve and amazement. It was unbelievable for them to believe that Maria assigned Henry as the new CEO. He was five years younger than Philip and it was highly improper for that to occur. Dr. Mathew saw Henry going into the CEO's office and he turned to look at Clara who was standing beside him. "That is not right." He said.