Names Of Sugar Rush Racers Novels & Stories

Avery got divorced and kicked out by her husband because of her mother-in-law's horrible lies, which almost got her killed in an accident. A few years later, Avery came back. With a rush of courage, she introduced herself as the second wife of her ex-husband's father. She was planning to get back at the people who had hurt her and her sister, but she didn't know that the old guy she'd married was hiding a secret identity.

Maddy Shaw has been looking forward to meeting her fated mate after her nineteenth birthday, but her fated mate wasn't expecting her to be expecting a child with her boyfriend Alpha Jake from the Grey Wolve's pack. I Alpha Ryan Amory Emmett reject you Maddy.. . before he can complete his rejection Maddy's boyfriend rush's Alpha Emmett from the Dark sky's pack.

While carrying out an undercover mission, my wife discovered that a male hostage had been poisoned. To save him, she sacrificed herself, "battling" alongside him for three days and three nights. But the toxin in his body was never fully purged. Every time it flared up, she would rush to his side at once to help neutralize it—completely ignoring me, her husband, as if I didn't exist. And yet, when she learned that I had gone missing, she broke down completely.

Obsessed with destiny. Tainted with blood Giovanni Moretti believes he was chosen to ascend this realm and be more. Guided by a priestess who speaks the names of the damned, he’s sacrificed and marked souls in the name of a forgotten god–The Ascendant. Now, only one remains. His daughter is the final key. The last sacrifice. And when blood runs in the pattern, divinity answers.

My boyfriend, Dallas Clarke, had a pick-me girl constantly hanging around him named Olivia Phillips. She knew perfectly well that I had diabetes and could not eat high-sugar foods. Yet, during our hiking trip, she still managed to trick me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, which caused my blood sugar to spike. When I pulled out my insulin pen to inject myself, I discovered with horror that my medication had been replaced with saline solution. Seeing me collapsed on the ground, dry heaving uncontrollably, Olivia smirked in disdain. "You are always so dramatic. It's just sugar, you don't need to act like you're dying. That's why I told Dallas to switch your meds, because you needed to toughen up and build some stamina." I looked toward Dallas, my breathing already becoming labored. "Dallas, give me my medication. If I don't inject insulin soon, I'm going to die..." Dallas frowned slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little overdramatic? I've never heard of anyone dying from a bit of sugar. Olivia's right... You're such an attention seeker. We barely get together as a group, and here you are causing a scene." My heart sank, and I called Dad immediately. "Dad, I'm getting bullied, and I might die! Are you going to do something about it or not?"

“Dr. Carter… I don’t know why, but I feel a little dizzy. I think I should go back…” I had drunk some red wine in the head of surgery’s office, and, for some reason, my body started feeling unwell. “Don’t rush off,” Dr. Carter replied with an expression I could not recognize. Then, he pushed me onto the couch. “It’s not often I get a chance to get close to the prettiest nurse in the hospital.” I could not respond.

What happens when you stop ignoring your darkest urges and let your body take control? In this collection of uncensored stories, the boundaries of what’s acceptable blur. From the forbidden touch between a nun and her confessor to the savage mark of an alpha, each story is a journey straight to the boiling point. Whether it’s in the coldness of a luxury office with your CEO, under the sheets with a supernatural lover, or in the adrenaline rush of a quick encounter before the 48th floor—here, desire knows no bounds. Turn the page. Free your mind. Unleash your desire.

Sophie Beckett was the perfect wife. Quiet. Devoted. Unremarkable. Or so her husband believed. When Sophie discovers Adrian's affair, she doesn't cry. She doesn't beg. She simply smiles, pours herself a drink, and starts making plans — because Sophie Langham didn't spend three years playing a role just to fall apart when the curtain dropped. Adrian Beckett thought he married a simple girl. He has no idea who he actually married. And by the time he finds out, it will already be too late.

Book 1 of " The Alpha Damien" Humans and werewolves engaged in a battle for existence, a battle fought with guns and fangs, Shouts and Howls. Alpha Damien watched as his soldiers were killed and then collapsed motionless before him, blood trickling down the side of his stomach. A sudden rush of adrenaline caused him to flee for his life, racing idly for a long distance into the woods as the human pursued him. He vowed to return to exact revenge for the killing of his pack, exact severe consequences on the humans and their bloodline, and use whatever means at his disposal to ensure his survival in the jungle.

When Dexter Welch, a security guard who works in the residential area, sees me driving my pink Toyota Corolla everywhere, he's very certain that I'm a sugar baby who's being backed by her own sugar daddy. On the first day, I see one word getting carved into the car hood. It says "bitch". I merely give the hood a wipedown without uttering a word. Later on, I swap out the current SD card of my dashcam to an SD card that has a 512 GB memory. On the second day, my car windows get smashed in. When I go over to the property management office to check the security footage, the front desk agent tells me that the security camera overseeing my car "happens" to be broken. Dexter leans against the desk with a grin on his face. "If that car of yours is ruined, then so be it. Tell your sugar daddy to buy you another one." I crouch down and take a picture of the damage. Then, I save it into a folder called "evidence" in my phone. On the third day, two of my tires have gone flat. When I bend down to pick up a spare tire, Dexter hugs me from behind all of a sudden. He murmurs into my ear, "What's so good about sleeping with an old codger? Why don't you date me instead? I'm young and strong—" That's when I grab a wrench and smash it right into his arm. As Dexter nurses his injured arm, he glares at me. "How dare you lay a finger on me! Go ahead and lodge a report, then! My uncle's the property manager here! What can you do about me, hmm?" I silently note down Dexter's work ID without saying anything. On the fourth day, I drive another pink car back to the apartment. As soon as Dexter notices the flash of pink in its usual parking slot, he smiles as he exits the guardhouse. Then, he pulls out a key from his pocket and scratches my car with all his strength. An older gentleman who happens to be walking his dog nearby freezes in his tracks. He sounds so startled that his voice actually cracks. "Have you gone nuts? Do you know the model of the car you've just scratched? That's a top-tier Rolls-Royce!"