Middle England

Four sisters sat on the kitchen floor in a circle each holding their favorite icecream tub and started discussing their heart problems. Rude but not so... Rude Badboy but not so... Badboy Player but not so... Player Jerk but not so... Jerk "Why do we all have such an amazing selection in the boys?" Asked both the twins at a time looking at their elder sisters. "We will definitely note the sarcasm." added the middle sister for them. "Don't worry dears! This is not the end and we will find someone else for sure. That is life which goes on and on and on." assured the elder sister. Well we will also see how they will get out of this Not so... Cliché lives, but will they?

Rosemary is an orphaned werewolf girl with extreme gifts. Taken away from her childhood friend Jesiah who is destined to become the king of werewolf’s. Forced to train to become an assassin for the Vatican to kill their eternal enemy Lucifer. Rosemary finds herself in the middle of romance between Lucifer whom she was sworn to kill and Jesiah her loving mate. Enjoy! Excerpt - With my eyes closed, I stretched my arms to feel silky sheets all around me. Coming to, I remembered blacking out near the river so why am I feeling silk and pillows?!? I shot up and took in my surroundings. I noticed a dagger on the wall. Is this another one of Enora’s drills? I thought feeling confused. Then the flood of memories from the past night hit me. I killed her. I killed hundreds of wolves in training. The realization began to sink in and though they were vile creatures and Enora treated me less than an animal, I felt guilt. Guilt that I gave into the monster they created in me. The nuns, the Order, Enora. They never wanted me alive because they cared for me. They didn’t train me and push my power for the purpose of helping protect myself or others. No, they wanted to use me. The empty angry void in my soul was because of them. I was never nurtured in all my time at the convent nor Enoras prison. I was completely unloved. Though I needed so badly to burst into tears, I couldn’t bring myself to cry. Lost in my thoughts, the door to my left began to open and before my host could walk completely in, I grabbed a chunk full of hair on the top of their head and put my dagger to their muscular neck.

Their first meeting was colored with blood, and so were the second and the third. Nevea knew then that it was a sign that Zach was a calamity in her life. Zach was a madman, the one she strangely longed for. Her feelings were constantly dancing around him. Hatred, passion, and lust for him built inside her, fanning the weak flame to grow wilder. Nevea wanted to burn with him so much that it hurt; however, her fear of losing something in her scared her. Accepting her feeling meant embracing the darkness she tried so hard to conceal. As she was trapped in the middle, Nevea discovered more things that led her into Zach’s arms, and she could not do anything but freefall into his chaotic life. This was Nevea and Zach’s story, a beautiful fairytale filled with misery, blood, dead people, and darkness.

Seventeen years old Rosemarie Mazur battles managing her new stepfamily and a pursuit from England's prince, after her mum's heart breaking passing. At the point when she starts succumbing to Russia's crowned prince, a dark force decides to obliterate her once and for all. Could she at any point genuinely accomplish a "Happily Ever After?"

An old feud is challenged and forbidden feelings stir in the name of a woman lost in decades of slumber. * After treacherous attacks from the scarlet dragons, the golden dragons are almost eliminated from the face of the Earth, with only a few surviving and having to face decades of war against their persistent enemies. In the middle of the conflict, the golden clan finds a new hope in the form of Cleo, one more surviving member of their breed. Their hope morphed into desperation as they realise nothing they can do to take her from her current state of unconsciousness. Under the sun of her new home in Puerto Banus, Cleo’s future is unclear, as the only reality she knows is a long-lasting dream. * On the other side of the world, in Arctic Alaska, Henry is certain about his future. He is a werewolf who is supposed to take the Beta’s daughter as his chosen mate and succeed his father as the Alpha of the Boreal Blood Pack, one of the most ruthless packs on the continent. His Pack only knows power, how to crush their enemies, greed and tradition. However, there is something they and their Alpha hate more than weakness: they hate dragons with passion. Henry changes his ways when he hears a call to his soul, a call from his long-sleeping mate. He doesn’t know who she is or where she lives; he only knows he has to find her. He never expected his mate to be Cleo, a dragon. Finding himself at a crossroad, Henry must choose to leave his pack and destiny to help bring his dragon mate back from her coma, or will he follow his pack’s ways and deep-rooted hatred.

Bewitched by the legend of the Ice Queen, an orphan wolf named Anastasia Valentine journeyed into the middle of the realm of demons, Cildreth, in search for the queen itself to bestow her immense power. She was then held captive by the beast Cerberus and was later saved by Alois Devaraux, the first emperor of Heaven, whom she sets eyes with. Struck by indebtedness and gratitude, Anastasia set foot on the Althaios Heavenly Realm. She disguised herself as a man that led her to claim the Emperor's apprentice position. Together, they sailed through the magic of love's abyss as they discover the mysteries lurking behind their tragic past. Now, Anastasia must choose between her heart and fate. With countless of tears shed, will this love surpass the steel trials or just fall into pits of letting go as a price for entering forbidden love?

When Elise unexpectedly finds herself threatened by a mafia member, the mysterious mafia king saves her. He's handsome and looks familiar. As he pulls the trigger, Elise notices the ring on his middle finger—the same ring she gave her boyfriend Sirius 8 years ago before he disappeared...

A one night stand that's all is was to her. I've spent the last four years trying to forget her. She's the one who slipped away in the middle of the night. The one who-after one night together-took my heart when she left me naked alone in a hotel room. She's the one that got away before I even had a chance to get to know her. I don't even know her name. I hate the way she left me. I hate the way she consumes my every thought even after all this time. I hate the way I look for a piece of her in every girl I meet. I hate mostly that I can't seem to forget her even after all this time has passed. After that night I looked for her but it was like she disappeared from the face of the earth leaving me with the memories of that night. I never thought we'll see each other again after she disappeared on me and not on the circumstances that we did. She was on the run and she needed me to take care of something for her. something that rocked my world upside down, something that was precious, our children and I'll do anything for them and their mother even if she wants nothing to do with me.

Amelia just got divorce from her husband. Going on a vacation to England was all she hoped for as the court has given her one of Jacob's properties in England, The Denham Manor, but who knew that travelling there would set off a chain of extraordinary events in her life? Being taken back in time and in the body of Duchess Katherine, the wife of Duke Dane, who had committed suicide by drowning herself because her love was never returned– or so everyone thought. While living in the body of Duchess Katherine more secrets from the past begin to unfold and so as her life becomes a romance. Who would have thought that while unveiling the cause of Duchess Katherine's death that three men would fall in love with her?

When my husband accompanies his childhood sweetheart to the vet to treat her pet fish, my son accidentally spills his drink on her. My husband watches as his childhood sweetheart's eyes redden. Then, he slaps my son hard and throws a stack of cash at him. "This is your chance to make up for your mistakes. Buy Wendy a dress—make sure it's white!" My son dries his tears while holding onto the money. He roams the streets, searching for a white dress in the middle of the night. When he finally finds one, he ends up getting beaten to death by some drunk hooligans. Even in death, he clutches the bloodied skirt tightly. I burst into tears of despair as I hold onto his body and call my husband over a dozen times. However, he's too busy with his childhood sweetheart's fish. He blocks my number. When he finally calls me back, he sounds icy and angry. "Wendy is still waiting for that dress! Where has the little brat gone to? Can't he even handle such a simple task?"