My Son's

My six-year-old son, Zac Quest, deliberately fed me almond cake, which I was allergic to, to make me miscarry. Standing in front of the hospital bed, he hid behind my husband, Sterling Quest, with a long face and refused to admit his mistakes, "Grandma said you won't ever divorce Dad once you give birth to my sister. I don't want you as my mom anymore. I prefer Ms. White!" Sterling said indifferently, "We'll have other children. Winona... is indeed more fit to raise Zac than you." Hearing those words, I gave up completely. The day I was discharged from the hospital, I went back home and cleared out all my belongings. All I left behind was a divorce agreement and a letter disowning Zac.

"I was forced to marry a billionaire to save my family— but I fell in love with his son… and now I’m carrying his child." Born into poverty, Celine always dreamed of a better life. But that dream took a twisted turn when her parents sold her off to an aging billionaire in exchange for his influence to secure a coveted political position. Her heart belonged to another—her childhood sweetheart, whom she was engaged to marry. Yet her parents' disapproval shattered her plans, forcing her to sacrifice her happiness for their ambition. Reluctantly, Celine moved into the opulent mansion of her new husband, a man decades older and emotionally distant. While she struggled to adapt, fate took an unexpected turn when she crossed paths with his son, Jackson—a man whose charm and rebellious nature pulled her into a forbidden romance. Despite the guilt and turmoil, Celine fell deeply for Jackson, succumbing to a passion that left her pregnant with his child. But Jackson's true nature soon emerged. Behind his magnetic allure was a womanizer whose actions crushed the very bond they shared. Heartbroken and betrayed, Celine made a drastic decision: Born Would the billionaire forgive her betrayal? Or would Celine's s secret ignite a storm that would destroy the fragile peace she had just begun to find?

In my previous life, my sister thought that since my husband and I had high-paying jobs, she could swap her son with my child without anyone noticing. But twenty-five years later, the tables turned. My son had grown into a street thug, while her son—raised under my care—rose smoothly through life. Young as he was, he had already become a CEO. He was dutiful, bought me a villa, and even sent me traveling around the world. My sister barged into his company, waving a DNA test report, kicking up a scene, only to be thrown out by security. "Mr. Kieran said that even if you are his biological mother, you never gave him a single day of care," they told her. "So he refuses to acknowledge you." Breaking down completely, she drove her car into me and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, we had returned to the very day she switched our babies. This time, my sister clutched her own child tightly, a wild, triumphant grin on her face. "From now on, you can be the mother of a street thug," she sneered. "The villa and all those riches—they're mine!"

I discovered two things after being diagnosed with a brain tumor. I was first on what appeared to be a fake marriage certificate with Julian Fitzgerald. I had raised my son for six years, and he was already aware of it. In fact, he wanted his mother to be someone else. It was then that I realised my life was just a hoax. Seven years of not being in touch with my family, keeping myself solitary and making sacrifices but it was all just plain cruel. So, I did three things. The husband and son who had betrayed me, I went missing. In preparation for our seventh wedding anniversary, I called off the romantic dinner reservation made a month ago. Besides my participation in several health-related group discussions, I also left my son's kindergarten parent groups. These groups were all designed to improve the well-being of my husband and son. My second action was to contact my physician and request a stress evaluation. I requested a special prescription to prevent any complications that might arise during my international travel. The third person I contacted was my older sister, whom she had not been in touch with for seven years. My words were, "To marry in a place where I don't belong to my family is just miserable."

"My twin is not worth being your mate and the Luna of this pack, don't forget who's Carrying your heir." Alex said as she put Ralph's arm on her belly while staring deep into his eyes. ***** 'I have always had a long-time crush on Ralph, even before he became the Alpha of our pack. I had no idea my twin, Alex, was secretly having an affair with him.' Serena muttered. She realized Ralph is her fated mate. And couldn't hold back her excitement, Serena's feelings for him grew stronger than ever. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for her twin sister, Alex. The wolf that has always disliked the fact that they both had the same face, but Serena keeps getting all the attention. Alex would do anything to get rid of her twin. The rejection was excruciating, As she never expected her twin to be pregnant for her fated mate. That wasn't the only thing Serena had to deal with as the Alpha gets jealous and stopped any male wolf from getting close to her. He secretly falls in love with her and puts the twins on a test to be his Luna. Will Serena be able to win against her twin who's pregnant for the Alpha? And would do whatever it takes to get what she wants?

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”

“Oh come on, I know you're jealous that I kissed her.” “Respect your mom.” My breathing doubled. I should've resisted and ran away, but I did no such thing, I stayed. His hands began to explore my back as I tried to fight. “But do you respect her? Because if you did, you wouldn't have such naughty thoughts about your best friend's son, not like he minds it though.” He could see right through me, and it made me panic. “Shut your mouth! Like you said, you're a little twenty two years old, so why should I be attracted to you?” “But you are.” “I'm not, let go of me!” I flung his hands off my body, but I still couldn't move, much to my dismay. “I thought so. Let's just stop this.” His smirk was unmistakable. “Stop what?” I was so hot, I wanted him to touch me. “Let's give each other what we want, how about that, Aunt Candice?” …… Barely days after my best friend's famous hockey player son started living with me, he successfully dragged me to his bed. I should be ashamed, but he's too hot to resist. Will my best friend find out?

From bestselling author Emily Goodwin comes the epic start to a sexy and exciting paranormal romance series... Never trust a vampire. I might have learned that lesson the hard way. But when I find myself in a vampire-owned bar, I don’t have much of a choice. With vampires still trying to assimilate into mainstream society, I’ve done Lucas King a favor by stopping one of his patrons from draining a human dry in the basement of his bar. A favor he'd prefer to repay in bed than in kind. Vampires and witches have had more than a jaded history, and when witches start showing up dead in surrounding covens, all signs point to something old and powerful. Something that knows the ways of the witches.Something--or someone--like Lucas. What's worse than trusting a vampire? Falling in love with one.Dead of Night a vampire/witch romance and is book one in the Thorne Hill series.

"Mina," he said. "Can you keep a secret?" "Of course I can, Mr. Hamilton." "Come closer." He asked and she complied. And nothing was the same again.

Vivienne Fox has a fuck buddy or friends with benefits but no strings attached, with Darius Kaelen Frost, the formidable Alpha of The Moonshadow Pack, known for his icy demeanor and his disinterest in romantic entanglements. He believed love to be superfluous, yet trusted Vivienne as his sole companion in matters of intimacy. Secretly, Vivienne harbored a hope that Darius might choose her as his mate, but she knew that was unlikely, given his singular focus on her physical presence—their clear agreement. However, everything changed when Darius's destined mate, Princess Celestria, emerged, and she’s meant to be the Moonshadow Pack’s Luna. It was a devastating blow when that day, Viviene finds out about her pregnancy with Darius's child—a taboo in their pack, where such unions without a formal mate were scorned. Faced with this dilemma, the doctor offered Vivienne a chance to vanish quietly, to protect herself and her unborn child. Darius, oblivious to her pregnancy, severed the deal with Vivienne for Celestria, dismissing Vivienne as inconsequential without knowing she carried his child. In a desperate bid to shield her child from the pack's judgment and the possibility of ruining the Alpha’s reputation, Vivienne fled without a trace.