Missed Communication

Anne, eight years old, is caught in a hunter's trap in a dangerous jungle after an unexpected incident. Anne also met a strange mute boy at this time. He saves Anne from the pit after she assists him in stopping the bleeding and healing the wound. The two children spent the days that followed living together in a cave deep in the forest. But Anne missed home, her parents and sister, so she left. Ten years later, the two re-confront each other under new identities. He appeared and reached out to save Anne at her lowest point. When love blossomed, Anne realized the boy that year had become the werewolf king. But someone said he wanted to attack humans, so he took advantage of Anne, whom he didn't love. Anne believes, so she chooses to side with her fellow man and abandon him again. This time, he was seriously injured and nearly died. Anne is deeply sorry. Will everything, however, be completed on time?

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

“I told you not to flirt with me when we're training," I told Andrea after she missed her sidekick to my left. “Oh really?! You're so cute when you tried to be serious." Andrea mocked me with her seducing whisper while already lowering her center ready to give another kick. That was it! I couldn't take it anymore, so I moved fast and pinned her to the wall while saying, "You ARE the death of me, Andrea," I growled so low and kissed her fiercely while she welcomed me with both her arms on her head. Her body was ready for my hands to trail every inch of her skin. ****************************************** In the world of Luna with blue or green eyes, Andrea from the Nasriantra clan was different because her eyes were glowing gold like a demon. Because of that, she became the rejected Luna after her mother died. Her mate threw her away. Suspicion aroused that she was a Hybrid or even a Tribrid, which was impossible because they all had died. Devastated, she joined the werewolf force with her timid best friend, Joe who had always been in love with her since they were children. There she met Hunt, the greatest warrior who was said to be the next Alpha because he was adopted by the Gursala clan. Andrea and Hunt always trained together, then love rose between them. But their happiness didn't last long, because Andrea's father wanted Andrea to marry Duncan, the other son of Gursala. Behind Duncan, there was the mysterious Kirk who was also secretly in love with Andrea. Who were Hunt and Kirk? How will Joe face Duncan? Will Andrea be happy with Duncan or with one of the others? Find the exciting stories of Andrea's loves and more secrets to reveal …

Evander Knight, future Alpha of the Moon Valley pack returns from Alpha training with his future Beta and Gamma to finish up the last year and a half of high school. Before leaving he developed feelings for his Gamma’s sister and best friend Jayda Nelson. While at Alpha training suspicions were raised about his lineage. Upon his return a family secret is discovered that could change his life and endangers his pack. Jayda Nelson, can’t wait to finish her last year of high school so she can start working for Moon Crest Media, a branding agency in LA, which will help her fulfill her ultimate dream of launching her own social media platform for werewolves. But little does she know, a social media expert in a rival pack threatens her employment in the agency. She is also is excited because her best friend and soon to be Alpha is coming back from training just a few months before her birthday. Before Evander left for training he asked her to wait for him but during the year he was gone there was little to no communication from him. She was hoping they were mates and excited to see where things could possibly go with Evander but when he got back he brought home another she-wolf. Now she isn't sure where she stands with him either. With trust gone, family secrets and lies coming to the forefront can the two repair what has been lost and move forward to a stronger future or will they go their separate ways leaving a rift in their hearts forever? Book 1 of the Moon Valley Pack Series

“Can I know why I have been kidnapped, sir ?” She questioned in a low, but daring voice. “First of all, you weren’t kidnapped. You were sold off, so it’s merely a transaction.” He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. Drey’s sexual tension skyrocketed up in the air, and he almost couldn’t control himself at that moment. In his mind, he was groping her and having another round of hot sex right there on his work table, however, he was determined to make her life miserable for having the audacity to forget him and the amazing night they had just shared. He leaned further, and missed her lips by an inch going straight to her ears to whisper “Welcome to your worst nightmare.” The whisper sent shivers down Marie’s spines and her stomach churned from the proximity between her and the piece of art in front of her, and his strong thick voice resounding in her ears. After a one-night stand with the biggest Mafia boss in the state, unknowing Marie gets sold off to that same Mafia empire, and her once quiet life gets shaken up by a smoking hot man, violence, drugs and a surprise baby.

“Her.. I want her.” Eleonora's heart missed a bit when the ruthless mafia boss stared right at her, his eyes stripping her of the flimsy piece of clothing she had on. Afraid, she looked up at her instructor, hoping that she would refuse but the greedy man smirked. “Sold! Sold to the DeLunas.” …. Eleonora had only the worst in mind when she was bought by a notoriously ruthless mafia boss. She knew that her life was going to change, but never did she expect to be trapped in an endless web of secrets, conspiracies and vengefulness. The mafia boss's dark past is looming and there seems to be no way to stop history from repeating itself. What happens when dark secrets are exposed and a terrible fate is said to be inevitable for the seemingly innocent Eleonora?

"This is all an act! The whole marriage of a thing is an act. Let's also act as if we don't know each other." Arielle warned her ex who was right at her front. He scoffed on hearing what she said, and walked closer to her. She took a step backwards while he walked towards her, not until when her back hit the wall, and she couldn't move anymore. "Since we are acting, do you actually think that it is bad for me to touch you this way? Huh? This is all an act." His hands went to her ass, while she gasped in shock. She missed his touch, but at the same time she doesn't want it. ***** Arielle thought everything was going well for her not until when she wanted to give birth, and her father abandoned her after he got to realize she is not his real daughter. There was no one she could run to, not until when she got rescued by a stranger, and later demanded a favor from her in return for saving her. Arielle thought it was going to be easy to repay, not until when she got to realize she would be getting married to the son of the lady who saved her. What was more shocking is that the son was her ex.

After Samantha lost her twin sister, she blamed their parents. She became a rebel, always going against what they wanted and said until they got tired of her rebellious ways and Sent her to Greystone's Institute for the rich revolutionary and delinquent kids. She met kids like her who were misunderstood and neglected, with a promise not to have anything to do with the other kids. She was always alone doing things to make the other kids detest her until she conversed with another kid. “Why are you telling me this?” I asked, he stood up, and I watched as he towered over my sleeping form; he stretched out his hand to help me up; I took it to you, and he pulled me up “So that you know, you are not alone; whatever the reason came here doesn’t matter; having friends is important. If bunches of misunderstood kids couldn’t even help one another out, who else would help them?” he said and left. And then she discovered that her online crush, who had always professed his 'love' for her despite never meeting, is someone closer than she thought, someone she finds annoying and obnoxious in real life. Lonewolf: a lot of things here and there, but I’ll be online more often now. I heard you missed me EM: You know I would miss you before disappearing. Were you trying to do out of sight, out of mind? Lonewolf: XD did it work, though? EM: nope, haven’t you heard? Lonewolf: that? EM: distance makes the heart fonder Lonewolf: you mean distance makes the heart grow fonder? EM: Yeah that

“Is Batman my daddy?” my son Jackson pipes up from the back seat. Of course not! But telling him that his father is Asher Giordano, leader of New York’s deadliest mafia empire is out of the question. He found us anyway. “What have you done with Jackson?” I demand. “My son?” Asher asks calmly, looking around my small apartment disdainfully. “The one you’ve been hiding from me and forcing to live in this…pigeonhole?” Our son, not yours. “You’re the one who left me at the alter without as much as a ‘see you later’. If you left me a forwarding address to contact you at, I must have missed it.” Asher regards me coldly. I don’t know this man. The boy I fell in love with was warm, giving and open. This man in front of me is frostier than the arctic with his glacial eyes. “I know you know who I am and what I’m capable of, so don’t try anything stupid, Emmeline. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” “Gosh, Asher, that’s like a line straight out of a movie. Have you been practicing delivering it in front of a mirror?”

An actress, a detective and his assistant. Set in time when long distance communication is done through letters, Detective Tevyat, with his assistant Jack, must investogate a string of murders that has one fixed factor: Auria Martinez. They must catch the killer before the killer kills her.