Moore Sisters

Inaya, a law student, the queen bee of her privileged world, where champagne toasts and designer heels are the norm but when her sister runs away on her wedding day, Inaya's life gets a major reality check. Suddenly, she is forced to marry her sister’s groom, a complete stranger and that stranger just happens to be her criminal law professor, the man she hated the most, Professor Marcel!!! They both wonder what this marriage built on hatred has in store for them.

Catherine Van Dyke was dumped by her billionaire fiancé, Bruce Hudson, the night before their wedding. After the drama, tears, and a surprise elopement, what happened to Catherine Van Dyke? The stoic blue blood does her best to move on but a broken heart can make a woman limp for years. Catherine takes solace in her work. She has a big trial coming up and she can't let the past – no matter how much it pops up, distract her. Despite being on trial for murdering his wife, Cameron Townsend can't help but find his famed trial lawyer attractive. Catherine is a wonderful escape to forget the past. Yet, the past keeps nipping at their heels. Will Catherine let go of the hurt and pain and accept Cameron's interest in her? Will Cameron be found innocent of the crime he is accused of? Will Catherine and Cameron find a way to look past the hurt and pain they have experienced to find love again – with each other?

Derek Dawson's playboy ways is about to cost him his inheritance. His father is fed up with Derek's exploits being exposed in the society pages. It embarrasses the whole family. Therefore, Derek's father has added a codicil to his will stating if Derek doesn't settle down and get married within a year he will be disinherited. Derek doesn't appreciate being forced into matrimony but what could he do? When Walt Dawson got an idea in his head that was that. So, Derek goes on the hunt to find the perfect society wife. Chelsea Van Dyke has been in love with Derek Dawson since she was a kid. However, she had never been able to get his attention – until now. Derek's sister tells Chelsea about her father's ultimatum to her brother. After years of yearning for him, Chelsea finally has an opening. Her plan is simple. Marry Derek and then get him to fall in love with her. The problem is the plan isn't as simple as Chelsea thinks because her intended doesn't want to give up being a playboy bachelor.

Caitlin Van Dyke is at a crossroads. She’s thirty-two years old and she’s never been married, has no career, or a real life by the world’s standards. Caitlin is determined to find herself and figure out what she wants out of life. So, she made an impulsive purchase online – a fixer-upper in Key West. While there she plans to discover herself and try new things. Before she leaves she attends her sister, Catherine’s wedding. During the reception, her boyfriend, Hector Beaumont, proposes to her. Caitlin explains where she’s at in her life and tells him she’ll think over his proposal while she is away. Caitlin had planned to be alone to find herself on the tropical island – and to renovate her new purchase. But when she arrives, she discovers that the fixer-upper is in worst shape than she had thought. She has no choice but to hire a handyman. A.J., lone wolf, drifter, and he lives on a boat but he came highly recommended. So, Caitlin hired him not knowing that doing so would turn her life upside down. Their attraction is too strong for them to deny. Their chemistry boils over during Hurricane Bart on a private island. After two or three weeks of bliss, Caitlin decides she has to return to the real world – without A.J. After returning to New York, Caitlin accepts Hector’s proposal. Her mother can’t wait to start planning wedding weekend events Van Dyke style. Everything is going according to plan until A.J. pops up in New York at a dinner Caitlin is hosting under his real identity. Pregnant and engaged, what is a girl to do when her summer lover shows up, demanding that she be with him?

Chastity Van Dyke has found her role in life. She’s going to become a nun. Despite the shock and disgust from her family, Chastity is forging ahead with her plan. Nothing is going to stop her – will it? Because of inconvenient circumstances, Julian Beaumont has to enlist the woman he hates the most to help him schmooze Italian businessmen. Of course, Chastity demands compensation – not for herself but for a small convent in Boston. After agreeing to make a sizable donation to the convent, Chastity helps him. Then it happened. His heart betrayed his better sense. Now, Julian has feelings for the Devil’s spawn. When he tries to express them, Chastity runs away. He knows she has a secret. And whatever that secret is it’s keeping them apart. Once he discovers it, it doesn’t deter him for long. Julian won’t rest until Chastity is his despite what his little harpy has planned for her life. “You’re not tired. You’re leaving because you’re uncomfortable with having a good time with me.” “What? I am not.” “You are to.” Julian let go of her arm. “I never figured you for a coward.” “I am not a coward.” “Then why do you keep running from me?” he asked seriously. “I’m not running from anything. I’m tired.” “Right. Chastity, I’ve decided not to stop.” She didn’t like the determined look in his eyes. “Not to stop what?” “Pursuing you. By the time I get finished with you, you’re not going to be a nun no more than I am.” Ire flared and before she knew it, she whacked Julian on the cheek as hard as she could. Chastity stormed off in a hurry.

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

I am Selene Moore, the fiancee of Callum Lowe, the Alpha of the Shadow Wolf pack. I am bound by a subservient love for six long years. Those werewolves back in the pack despise me, deeming me unfit to be the Luna of their pack. Callum, on the other hand, insists that I must smooth out my willful personality before proceeding with the bonding ceremony. Grandpa has been poisoned with wolfsbane and is dying, and the antidote he needs is one I can't afford. I approach Callum for help, but he dismisses me with accusations that I exploited the situation for attention. He therefore allows Natalie Anderson, his childhood friend, and her cronies to torment me. I repeatedly suffer their abuse in a desperate attempt to pay for Grandpa's treatment. In the end, Grandpa dies from poisoning, dying in despair. I become the docile woman Callum desired after Grandpa's death, and I cease my pursuit of him. I have also stopped loving him. Yet now, when the truth is laid bare, Callum seems to be filled with regret.

Beyond Earth, there is an alien species known as the Dagerstanteens. These mighty warriors are wise, strong, and powerful. Unfortunately, they're dying out slowly. Just as the royal family accepts that they will be the last, a new hope arises. Humans. As each of these aliens discovers love, humans will sacrifice much, and both worlds will change forever.This story contains graphic sex, violence, non-consent, and erotic scenes with tentacles. 18+The Alien Love Series is created by C.M. Moore, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

On my birthday, I proposed a family trip to the northern grasslands. My younger sister, Clara Harrington, who was studying in the southern territory, decided to drive through the forest to meet up with us. But unexpectedly, she was attacked by Rogue wolves in the woods, and her body was never found. My parents, Oscar Harrington and Margaret Vale, placed all the blame on me for her death and cast me out of the family. Overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow, I left the pack to atone for my sins. I took on odd jobs to earn money to send home, all while searching for any trace of Clara. Three years later, I found myself in the southern territory and began working as a delivery runner for a forest cafe. One day, while delivering an order to Werewolf Academy, I saw my parents and Clara standing at the school gate. She said, "Dad, Mom, Adeline has been wandering for three years. Shouldn't we let her come home?" But my mother replied calmly, "She is too selfish. It's only right that she suffers a little. We can bring her back once she realizes her mistakes." My father nodded in agreement. "Let her wander for another year. We'll bring her home next year." I clutched my stomach, my face pale as I forced out a bitter laugh. Three years of exhaustion had left me gravely ill. My wolf was gone, and I only had three days left to live. I could't wait until next year for my father to come and take me home.

Bei einem Ausflug in den Vergnügungspark brachte mein Beta-Freund Drew plötzlich eine Frau mit ihrer kleinen Tochter mit. Im Auto fehlte zufällig genau ein Sitzplatz. Drew bat mich auszusteigen und den Platz den beiden zu überlassen. Er sagte: „Laura hat es mit dem Kind nicht leicht. Sie sollen erstmal fahren, ich hole dich später ab.“ Ruhig stieg ich aus und sah zu, wie das Auto langsam den Parkplatz verließ. Drei Stunden später kamen sie im Vergnügungspark an und nahmen an der abendlichen Feuerwerksveranstaltung teil. Als meine beste Freundin Drew fragte, warum er mich noch nicht abgeholt habe, half er gerade geduldig Laura, eine übergroße Feuerwerksbatterie zu entzünden. Er war nicht im Geringsten beunruhigt und sagte: „Es ist kein Problem, Sienna später abzuholen. Sie nimmt das nicht krumm. Ich werde sie schon beschwichtigen, dann ist sie auch nicht mehr sauer.“ Wütend wird man nur auf Menschen, die einem etwas bedeuten. Dass mein Vater, meine Mutter und mein Bruder sich nie um mich scherten, habe ich noch hingenommen. Aber dass sich jetzt auch Drew nicht mehr für mich interessierte... Darum ist es Zeit, für immer zu gehen.