Monica Shameless Thanksgiving

Sophia Clark is an 18-year-old werewolf who struggles with her inability to shift like the rest of her pack members, and because of this she is mocked and taunted. Her life takes a turn when she uses her acute intelligence to get into the most prestigious werewolf institution. But what happens when she notices an unexplainable desire and craving for her handsome professor; Xavier Rosswill? A mysterious brooding man who captured her in a way that left her gasping for air. Will Sophia be able to ignore her conflicting feelings? Or will she succumb to the flame of her desires and risk being burned in the process?

“Pray tell, Emily, what is it you plan to gain from this marriage?” The vehemence of that word—the way it rolled out harshly from his lips—implied she had tricked him, that she had wanted something from him. A belief Emily hadn’t known he held. Her eyes widened in realization, and she sought to correct it at once. Good Lord, was she married to a man who despised her? *** When the earl of Tonfield, Cole Fletcher decided to drop his newly wedded wife at the steps of Blakewood Manor with as much respect as would be given a sack of potatoes, the last thing he expected was for her to move into his ancestral home and do the one thing he rather her not do. As if that wasn't enough, news of his wife's exploits was beginning to circulate around the ton, while Cole wants to keep an eye on his wife and put her firmly in her place. Emily wants her husband to understand she exists. As a wife, as a countess, as a woman! It's a clash of wills!

“You want me to pretend to be your fiancée?” Paige’s voice trembled quietly. Leonardo D’Angelo, her boss, the man she’d spent way too many nights secretly pining over, was holding her by the shoulders. His eyes beseeching. Paige, I know this might come as a surprise to you,” Leonardo’s voice was softer, almost hesitant. “But I need you to be my fake fiancée.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. This had to be a joke. “I—what?” she stammered, staring at him like he’d grown another head. “It’s only for three to four weeks,” he pressed, his grip tightening slightly on her shoulders. “I’ll pay you double, or a vacation, whatever you want. Just say yes.” Paige opened her mouth to refuse, because this was insane, but the look in his eyes stopped her. For once, the arrogant, self-assured Leonardo D’Angelo looked… vulnerable. “Please,” he added, his voice barely above a whisper. She should have said no. She should have walked away. Instead, the word slipped from her lips before she could stop it. “Yes.” The relief on his face was immediate, but Paige’s stomach twisted with nerves. What had she just agreed to? And yet, somewhere beneath the chaos, was the dangerous thrill of being the woman by his side.

Marked before birth by a vampire, it's not easy living under the rule of their sworn enemies, the wolves. Bullied and abused, Joy's been an outcast her whole life. Until a wolf saves her and teaches her the secrets of love and pleasure. He says she's his mate, but the only way they can be together is if she's blindfolded, keeping his face a secret until the day comes to make her his wife.

He's a rockstar, a badboy celebrity who only wants to have fun. She's a nobody, stranded in a foreign country, who only wants to go home. A storm brings them together in the middle of nowhere. A one-night stand that will change their lives forever.

In a world struggling to survive the pandemic, Dean Walsh was happy with his new life, his job, his girlfriend. Until his boss, billionaire Salomon Ellis, discovers his darkest secret. From then on, he will hold Dean hostage to his whims in exchange for his silence.

She dared to turn down the man who came to her aid. But an alpha's pride is not to be taken lightly; hs punishment is harsh, his fury is terrifying, and his love is unwavering. Can Valerie resist Alexander's charm? After all, he the Alpha and he has a lot of charm and charisma. Is Alexander really in love with the stubborn, hard headed Valerie? Or is she going to end up as one of his many conquests?

Some powers are meant to be sealed away. But what if you are in a situation where it suddenly burst out? Monica Dee is a half-demon and half-angel but she lives as a simple Senior High School student. She lives with her parents who are also hiding their identity because demons are chasing them. They want to make Monica a full demon in order to conquer the world as well as the heaven. But what if her peaceful life becomes chaotic because of the people who came in to her life? Is her life going back to normal or it will completely change?

Isang kasalanan ang nagdala kay Riyana sa isang masalimuot na buhay may asawa. Nabuntis siya ng nobyo ng kapatid niya, napilitan siyang pakasalan ni Elthon para makuha nito ang mana na iniwan ng yumao niyang ama. Nangibang-bansa si Monica nang malaman niyang magkakaroon na ng anak ang kapatid niya at ang nobyo niya ang ama. Masakit kay Monica ang nangyari hindi niya akalain na ang kapatid niya pa mismo ang magta-traydor sa kaniya. Nagpaubaya siya para sa bata. Lumipas ang ilang taon si Monica pa din ang mahal ni Elthon, kahit kailan ay hindi niya mamahalin si Riyana dahil nabuntis niya lang ito noong pareho silang nalasing. Hindi sinasadya at hindi niya inaasahan. Nasangkot si Elthon sa isang sindikato. Napagbintangan siya na isa siya sa mga myembro nito dahil siya ang nahuli nang magkaroon ng raid sa mismong lugar ng pinangyarihan. Nakulong ng ilang buwan hanggang sa napatunayan na wala siyang kinalaman sa drugs. Hanggang sa nalaman ni Elthon na namatay si Monica dahil binigay nito ang puso niya kay Riyana. Nabaril si Riyana nang mga sindikatong naglagay kay Elthon sa kapahamakan. Hindi niya alam mahina pala ang puso ni Riyana at may sakit si Monica noong pumunta ito ng ibang bansa. Halos gumuho ang mundo ni Elthon ng malaman niya ang nangyari. Sinisi niya si Riyana sa lahat. Nawala ang kaisa-isang babaeng minahal niya at pinangakuan niya ng kasal. Lahat ng pangarap niya para sa kanilang dalawa ni Monica ay nawala dahil kay Riyana. Kaya ginawa niyang miserable ang buhay nito sa piling niya.

Every Thanksgiving, my husband, Salvatore, brings home a showgirl from one of his clubs. He makes me kneel and serve them drinks. A lesson, he calls it, in how to please a man. This was the eighth Thanksgiving, and this time, he brought back a girl poured into a tight leather dress. "She doesn't have any decent jewelry," Salvatore announced. "Give her your heirloom diamond ring. Your grandmother's pearl earrings, too. And take off that silk choker for her." He smirked. "And listen, she's young, doesn't know the rules. You'll have to show her the ropes. Especially how to handle a man in bed." Every member of the Genovese family was watching, waiting for my humiliation. I didn't disappoint. I opened my mouth and asked Salvatore for a divorce. Salvatore let out a sharp, ugly laugh, his eyes full of contempt. "Francesca, you pull this same shit every time," he jeered. "Your act is pathetic. Even more dramatic than your performance in bed." He leaned in. "You really want to divorce me? Fine. I'll give you five million in cash if you actually walk out that door." The living room erupted in laughter. They all said I was playing hard to get, that I didn't know my place. But they didn't know. This was the 88th time I had asked for a divorce, and it was the first time I truly meant it.