Michelle Scott

On Valentine's Day, my husband Ethan Scott’s assistant, Taylor Winston, gifted me 360 used condoms. She leaned close to my ear and whispered that this was Ethan’s favorite brand. Then, in front of everyone, she teased, "Valentine's Day calls for some explosive fun. I hope you don't mind, Claire." Disgust churned in my stomach, and I couldn’t hold back—I vomited on the spot. Embarrassed that I had humiliated him, Ethan snapped, "It was just a joke. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Three months pregnant, I was so enraged that a patch of red stained my pants. I begged him to take me to the hospital. But Taylor chimed in, "It's just her physiological reaction." Furious, Ethan heartlessly locked me in the car. He spent three carefree days with Taylor before finally remembering me. But when he saw me again, the usually composed CEO of Scott Enterprise completely lost his mind.

I never imagined my life would come down to survival and surrender. The art center I’ve poured my heart into is drowning in debt, and I’m days away from losing everything. Then Nicholas Scott walks into my life—a billionaire with a gaze as sharp as his tailored suits and a proposition I can’t afford to refuse: one year as his wife in exchange for the money to save my dream. The deal is simple. No emotions. No entanglements. It's just a business transaction. But nothing about Nicholas is simple. His touch ignites a fire I can’t ignore, his presence feels like a storm I can’t outrun, and somewhere along the way, the lines between our arrangement and my heart begin to blur. I told myself I could walk away unscathed. I was wrong. Because now I’m carrying a secret he can never know. And when Nicholas Scott finds out, he won’t just want answers—he’ll want everything.

“I’d have to have a heart first for it to be broken Mon Amie. I have none. The highest thing that can happen between us is sex, hot wild mind blowing sex. And then I’d get bored like I always do, and move on" Mary is a reporter sent by her boss to spy on the mysterious billionaire, Adonis Scott, in other to write an article about him. But as she tries to discover secrets about him, she finds herself falling deeply in love with him. The only problem is, he doesn't feel the same way. Adonis Scott is the man of every girl's dreams. Mysterious, rich, and a playboy. What everyone doesn't know is that he hides a dark past, a past that is slowly eating him up from within. What happens when a beautiful innocent girl makes it her life's goal to uncover his secrets? Does love finally win over hurt, and would Mary betray him to the papers in the end?

“Please give me another chance to fix my mistake. I regret everything I did. Let me back into your life, into Liam’s life.” “You broke up with me and asked me to abort Liam so you could go to London, right? So go and live in the world of wealth you chose over me and Liam.” I screamed at him, but he held my hand, his eyes filled with tears. “Please, Allie,” he begged, but I wasn’t ready to listen. --- Six years ago, Scott broke Allison's heart and walked away—leaving her pregnant and alone. Now, he’s back as a billionaire, determined to win her back. But can Allison trust the man who once shattered her world? With old wounds, dangerous secrets, and powerful enemies standing in their way, Scott must fight not just for her love—but for the family he left behind. Will they get their second chance, or will past mistakes destroy their future?

(Au Sequel de Enceinte et rejetée par mon compagnon alpha. Peut être lu seul.) Aujourd'hui, j'ai reçu mon premier baiser, de façon totalement imprévue, avec quelqu'un que je ne connaissais pas. Alors que je déambulais dans les couloirs de l'Académie des Métamorphes de Higala, un sentiment étrangement familier m'a soudainement saisie. Non loin de là, mon petit ami, Scott, était présent et, à ma grande surprise, il n'était pas seul. « Tu es tellement espiègle, Scott, » souriait légèrement la louve Sarah. « Uniquement pour toi, chérie, » répond-il, sa voix étant étouffée tandis que ses lèvres capturaient les siennes. À ce moment-là, je sens mon estomac se nouer. « Oh, Scott, arrête. Tu sais bien qu'on ne doit pas être vus ensemble. Que se passerait-il si ta copine nous découvrait ? » « Elle suit un cours. Elle n'est jamais en retard. Ne t'inquiète pas. » Mon cœur pèse lourd dans ma poitrine, mais un flux de colère et de ressentiment me traverse également. « Lila ? » haletait Scott, me regardant avec stupéfaction. « Qu'est-ce que tu— » Avant qu'il ne puisse finir sa phrase, je me tournai vers le gentleman à mes côtés, plaçant mes mains sur ses épaules et le tirant vers moi. Il se laissa faire, bien que ses yeux ne trahissaient que de la confusion. Je fermai les yeux très fort pour ne plus voir son visage. Puis, nos lèvres s'effleurèrent. Plus tard, en entrant dans ma classe, je l'ai vu... L'homme que j'avais embrassé quelques instants plus tôt dans le couloir. L'homme à qui j'avais donné mon premier baiser, était mon professeur.

My boyfriend's "best female friend" was angry again. Why? Because for our five-year anniversary, he got a gift just for me—and forgot about hers. Simone Baker threw a complete fit, sobbing and making a huge scene. Scott Tanner immediately blocked me and removed me on Instagram, then changed our matching couple profile pictures. "Girls can be so dramatic," he said. "Once I've calmed her down, we'll switch them back." I reminded him, "That makes a hundred times now." He just smiled and gave me a quick kiss. "I know. I'll make it fast this time." That night, Simone posted a status update: [Your effort was acceptable. You get three days of freedom.] Almost immediately, Scott unblocked me. [Okay, babe. We can put our couple pictures back now.] But then a male account—using my half of the matching photo—sent him a friend request, followed by a single question mark. [Since when are couple photos a group project?]

In the two years since we got married, my husband, Kieran Zucker, has pampered me like a princess every day. However, I want to escape from him because he's an extreme control freak. I've been forced to behave exactly like a living doll, and I can't leave his sight for a single second lest he deprive me of dinner. I've run away from him 16 times, but he's accurately predicted my location and dragged me back every time. I've eventually been driven to desperation and slit my wrists in search of liberation. When I next open my eyes, I find that I've actually been reborn back on the day Kieran proposes to me. This time, I resolutely turn him down and decide to escape far from him with his arch-enemy, Scott Quinlan. I assume that I'm finally free of Kieran, but then I discover Scott having a friendly conversation with him…

Scott ends up in a whole heap of trouble when he finds his mate only to find she's being hunted by a hunter who wants to see the end of all wolf kind. However, he must do all he can to protect her and her sister even if it means he has to use the whole pack and his mother's elemental powers.

Just when she thoughts things couldn't get any worse after she had ended things with the first love of her life, disaster struck as Phoebe Scott found out she was pregnant with his child. Find out what becomes her fate when her path crosses with Lucas Reid, a man seeking revenge for past grudges.

During the year when my relationship with my Alpha father was at its worst, he gave me the newly elected Beta of the Sunfang Pack to make me happy. After spending the night with him, I fell for him. Three months later, I mended things with my father. Four months later, I was pregnant. From then on, I became the most distinguished expecting she-wolf in the pack. Whenever it was time for a checkup, the Alpha and Beta of the pack would come with me. But when I was six months pregnant, neither of them was around. “I have something urgent to take care of in the pack.” My father patted my head. Scott stroked my pregnant belly. “I have to help too. I’ll prepare gifts for you and our pup.” I smiled as I sent them off, only to receive a video from an unknown number. My father was dressed as a groom, and beside him stood Jelena, the mistress who drove my mother to her death. Katie, their illegitimate daughter, was also pregnant. She wore a wedding gown as she leaned against Scott and smiled happily. “This is a doubly joyous occasion!” Someone in the video raised their glass. “Congratulations to our Alpha for bringing his first love back, and congratulations to the Beta for holding his bonding ceremony!” At the end of the video, my father said airily, “Your mate certificate with Claire is fake. Wouldn’t that make Claire’s pup illegitimate?” Scott chuckled and said, “Claire has had everything since she was born, but Katie has been an illegitimate child for most of her life. I can’t let her pup grow up bearing that shame as well.” At that moment, my heart shattered into pieces. I called my brother, who had become the Lycan Chairman, and cried as I said, “Hoills, I want to leave with you.”