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Blood Moon pack is known for its security and for having a ruthless she-alpha named Hayden Salazar. She was once a chill person but a rejection made her loathe the ‘mate’ word and be mateless for thirty-seven years. But the pack elders keep pressuring her to have a Luna until among the panicking townsfolks from the rogues' attempt, she finds the unusual scent captured her interest and is determined to make the lady her Luna. Dr. Roxanne Morison is a workaholic doctor after losing her adoptive mother. She is sent to aid a hospital in the rural town of Chevalier de Sang where she encounters supernatural beings. Horrified but with her intimidating savior, Hayden’s presence, she finds security and solace that makes her weigh her sexual preference. But their fateful meeting awakens secrets that they could not easily share; one is rejected because of being intersex while the other is hunting a killer. Both find common ground and let their mate bond flourish which leads them to uncover a hidden prophesy of a vaewolf princess sealed inside the doctor. *All Rights Reserved*

Delicate Freakn' Flower – Naomi doesn’t want to follow tradition and settle down with a shapeshifter. When fate makes her meet not one, but two mates, Naomi digs her heels in and refuses to give in without a fight. Jealous and Freakn' – For a long time now, Mitchell’s been avoiding Francine, his bratty sister’s friend. However, the girl who tortured him in his youth is all grown up, and when he sees her in the arms of another, a need to claim her overrides all his common sense. Already Freakn' Mated – Meeting the woman of his dreams would have worked a lot better if she didn’t already belong to another man. He’ll do anything to win his mate, including throwing his attractive cousin at the pesky husband.Freakn Out - Derrick is angry, and bitter, but with good reason. As if that wasn’t bad enough, fate just has to kick a wolf when he is down and send him the curvy and luscious Janine. Freakn’ Shifters is created by Eve Langlais, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."

My blood-bonded vampire mate left me while I was pregnant to be with his "first love" in the human world. When danger struck, he abandoned our son to protect her human child, who was not in any danger. While our son was struggling with lethal UV burns and calling for his father through a high fever, he was celebrating under citywide fireworks with that human boy, who only had a common cold. He even took the life-saving serum I had prepared for our son, just to use it for the boy’s "pre-transformation conditioning." He coldly stated, "Vampires are resilient; he’ll endure it. Human children are too fragile." After four years of raising our son alone, I finally decided to leave. I officially cut our blood ties and moved away with our son. Only then did he find out that his "first love" had been lying to him all along. After learning the truth, the arrogant vampire prince wept and begged for us to come back.

Gael Greyson, the heir of a multibillion company died in an accident buy found himself wandering in the streets until he realized someone can see him. San, a pitiful doctor who was trying to live in the big city found the ghost of Gael who offer her money and I return she had to help him with few matters. San agreed to help the man and was found by the chairman of the company. She admitted to the man that she was Gael's girlfriend and their relationship was kept hidden for her safety. The old man brought her to a room where Gael was lying on the bed in a coma. He asked her to bear his grandson's child as there was no chance Gael could wake up. Now, she had to help the man who was in coma but only she can see him. Will she be able to help Gael and wake him up from coma? Will they find his killer? Why only she can see him? What if the man is not what she thinks he is? What if he is indeed a cruel underworld king who likes to rule? There are a lot of secrets but one thing is common and that is love.

Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. She is a dangerous killer. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American mafia. He is cold hearted and downright ruthless. What happens when the two are forced to marry? Will they kill each other or find some common ground? "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with anmusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you auitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deeperned and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated.

In a desperate bid to save her family from poverty, charming and beautiful Kristin Santiago leaves her small town for the bright lights of Las Vegas. But when her dreams of wealth and opportunity are dashed by a sudden robbery, she finds herself at the mercy of cold, rich, and handsome Richard Hernandez; the founder of Glamour Empire Hotel. With false rumors of homosexuality spreading through the media, Richard needs a quick fix. In a desperate gamble, Kristin agrees to be his wife for a year in exchange for paying off her family's debts. ** As their fake marriage unfolds, hidden truths and unspoken tensions begin to surface. The more they get to know each other, the more their carefully constructed arrangement threatens to unravel. Kristin’s past holds a secret that could change everything, and when Richard discovers the shocking truth, their relationship is put to the ultimate test.

On Benedict Bradford’s birthday, he posted a link on social media with a taunting offer: [$1.99 buys you a prank—target: Sansa Stormcloud.] So when I arrived at his party, the guests drenched me in water, hurled glasses, smashed cake in my face, and shoved me down the stairs. Benedict sneered as he stood over me, arm slung around Lina Kipling. “You think you’re fit to marry into the Bradfords? Pathetic. “You’re not even in Lina’s league. You’re worth nothing more than a couple of dollars!” I picked myself up, dusted off my dress, and handed him an invitation. “You know, Benedict, the Bradfords have another heir. “And shortly afterwards, you’ll address me respectfully as your sister-in-law.”

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."

On the day Yara Cullen was released from prison, it was raining. A chilly wind carried the drizzle, striking her as the media swarmed the prison gates. "Ms. Cullen, in the Crestwood Estate sexual assault case, your client lost the lawsuit and took her own life six months ago. Her mother is demanding accountability. Do you have anything to say?” "Ms. Cullen, your attorney's license has been revoked, and your mentor was forced to retire. What are your thoughts on this?" No matter how the reporters pressed, Yara kept her head down and pushed forward, forcing her way through the crowd. A black G-Wagon was parked by the roadside, where Westley Langston leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette. Beside him, Elena Cullen tugged at his arm. He turned, glancing toward the prison gates.