No One Left

All fae have a One--One person who strengthens their magic and enriches their life. A perfect mate. So why can't I find mine? What is a fae princess to do when she can’t find the prince she’s meant to spend the rest of her life with? I have to find him now, for the sake of my kingdom. Evil forces are moving in, and the only way I can come into my full power is to find my perfect mate. If I don't, the magical barrier that protects us will crumble because my magic won't be strong enough to hold it. But... I feel this strange pull to not on, but four different men! What in the world is going on? Can I be mated to all four of these men and still save my kingdom, or will what seems to be an asset turn out to be our undoing? The One is the first in a new reverse harem series by the author of Realm of the Chosen and Ember’s Flames.

After the car accident, one of the Johnson sons was dead and the other gravely injured. When my devout, devoted husband woke up in the hospital, he called out, "Dorothy." He claimed that his body then held the soul of his brother, Elias Johnson. I went mad, calling doctors, priests, anyone I could, desperate to bring my husband back. It was not until that night that I overheard his conversation with our son: "Father, you've loved aunt for years. You even kept yourself chaste in your private prayer room, waiting. Now, finally, you can be with her openly." The man in the bed reached out to stroke our son's hair. "If it weren't to stop your mother from destroying her relationship, I wouldn't have married her." I hid in the shadows, still reeling from their words, when I saw what happened after our son left. The husband I had always known, icy, composed, and ascetic to maintain his devout faith for seven years, was then holding his sister-in-law close on that tiny hospital bed, sharing a warmth meant for lovers. The next day, I applied for Jim Johnson's death certificate and burned our marriage certificate. At his grand wedding, I climbed aboard the helicopter sent to fetch me. However, my once-cold husband went mad, chasing after us down several streets, desperate and unhinged.

After a painful breakup under the rain-soaked night, Nova vows to reclaim her life. Transformed and fearless, she returns to school only to find herself tangled between her ruthless ex, Jace, and the mysterious, golden-eyed newcomer, Ryder—whose dark secrets could either protect her or destroy everything. But when threatening messages surface, and a tangled web of blackmail and betrayal pulls Nova deeper into danger, she must navigate a treacherous game of trust, heartbreak, and revenge. With the enigmatic Ryder by her side—his fierce protectiveness hiding painful truths—Nova fights to expose the real enemy lurking in the shadows. In a world where love and deception collide, will Nova survive the storm, or be consumed by it?

For 14 years after graduating from school Lynd disappeared and her whereabouts were unknown, the reason behind it all remained a mystery. Joan accidentally reunites with Lynd, who is his first love. 10 years ago he told Lynd he was getting married and proposed to a girl who became his girlfriend when they were still college students. Joan expressed his hidden feelings that Joan's dream type has always been Lynd and wants to get a wife like her if possible. That statement is always stored in Lynd's heart until when they meet again it makes her heart waver when Joan invites her to have a secret relationship with him behind his pregnant wife. Even Joan is determined to leave his current wife. Even though she is still pregnant if Lynd is willing to accept his love.

In order to find clean water for his beloved Liana Hughes to bathe, Castiel Fenton, my brother, left the base with all the able-bodied men. But among the zombies, a sentient Zombie King emerged and took it as an opportunity to invade the base. June Morgan, my pregnant sister-in-law, was torn in half by zombies while protecting me, and Poppy, my little niece was devoured down to the bone trying to help me escape. To save the base, I called Castiel for help. Upon hearing the news, he had no choice but to abandon Liana and rush back with his men. Eventually, the zombies were driven out of the base, but Liana was eaten by a passing zombie. Castiel said nothing and only collected Liana’s remains expressionlessly. On the day of Liana’s funeral, Castiel deliberately pushed me into a horde of zombies and let them feast on my body. “If you hadn’t called me back, Liana wouldn’t have died! You must pay for her life!” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the zombies invaded the base.

รามสูร พิสิฐกุลวัตรดิลก ลูกชายคนโตของแก้มใสคุณแม่สายเฟียร์ส ผู้ชายเจ้าเล่ห์และแสนเย็นชาที่วันหนึ่งต้องเปลี่ยนจากถือปืนมาถือขวดนม เพราะความเฟียร์สที่ถูกถ่ายทอดมาจากมารดาทำให้รามสูรเกลียดการท้าทายเป็นที่สุด ดื่มเหล้าอะงานถนัดแต่ดื่มจนเมาและเผลอไปมี One Night กับคู่อรินี่น่ะสิ ที่ทำให้ชีวิตของรามสูรต้องเปลี่ยนไปตลอดกาล จากมาเฟียหน้าโหดเข้าสู่โหมดผัวขี้อ้อน "ใครกล้าแตะเมียกู......มึงตาย" เขา ร้ายกับคนทั้งโลกยกเว้นกับเธอแค่เพียงคนเดียวเท่านั้น เขา เย็นชากับผู้หญิงทั้งโลกยกเว้นเมียเด็กอย่างเธอเท่านั้น ม่อนไหม วิจิตรเดชากุลณรงค์ ปี 2 คณะวิศวกรรมศาสตร์สาขาเครื่องกล สาวสวยแสนแสบแสนซนที่ต้องเปลี่ยนจากไล่ตีคนมาเป็นคุณแม่ยังสาว ดื่มเหล้าอะเรื่องจิ๊บๆแต่ดื่มจนเมาแล้วเผลอไปมี One Night กับคู่อรินี่น่ะสิ ที่ทำให้ชีวิตในรั้วมหาวิทยาลัยต้องจบลงอย่างงงๆ จากสาวสวยหน้าโหดเข้าสู่โหมดแมวน้อยขี้อ้อน "ใครกล้าแตะผัวกู...มึงเจอตีน" สวยสะกดตัวแม่คือฉายาของเธอในมหาวิทยาลัย สวยห้าวตีนคือฉายาของเธอที่คู่อริตั้งให้

Mahira married a man who never loved her. Her husband always treated Mahira harshly. One night, Mahira thought that her husband had changed. He fucked her gently; never in Mahira's life had she needed anything as special as that night. But who would have thought that it was not Mahira's husband, another man who was drunk had defiled Mahira. The man was none other than Mahira's best friend, now Mahira's brother-in-law. How will Mahira live her life? And can Mahira get away from her husband who never treated Mahira well?

Savannah Abad, daughter of a well-respected attorney, is dubbed by the public as the perfect daughter. Classy, beautiful, responsible, and sharp. Everyone adored her. All along they've thought that life was easy for her but it's the total opposite. She was tailored to be that perfect daughter image in order to protect her father's reputation. Things were rough for her but she manages to survive throughout the year. When she thought she's already sailing the safe waters, a magnificent wave hit her. Her world was turned upside-down. It made her question herself. All those years she've been through polishing her image and so as her father will be wasted with just one temptation.

No feelings.No lies of calling the next day, and no empty promises of not banging anyone’s mother.If I could act like I’ve never met a set of twins I screwed on the same night, thinking they were the same person, then I could do this.It was the perfect set up for a fake relationship and it was simple.We faked our smiles, we faked our laughs; hell, we even faked our love. It wasn’t real.But that kiss was anything but fake, and the orgasm was anything but pretend.Somehow my plus one had become more, and now I’m standing here with my underwear around my ankles wondering what in the hell to do next.Plus One is created by M.N. Forgy, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Three months after Pete took his foster sister as his mistress, I terminated my marriage, chose to die on paper, and vanished from his life entirely. One quiet morning, I handed my child over to the nannies arranged by the family and walked out of the Rizzuto estate alone. Pete didn’t chase after me that day. He believed I would come back. Once I had calmed down, I would lower my head. The following spring, I was diagnosed with cancer. Standing in the hospital corridor, I suddenly remembered years ago— Pete had taken my hand and said, “You’ll be the finest Donna this Rizzuto family has ever had.” What pulled me back was not Pete. It was a letter from Sicily. Thin paper. Cold, rigid handwriting—the kind favored by old families who had ruled too long to bother with sentiment. “The heir has begun showing signs of emotional instability.” “Recent violent behavior has caused internal concern.” “There is disagreement within the family regarding the current Don’s judgment.” In the mafia world, there is only one reason the elders would bypass a man and reach out to a wife officially presumed dead— When the family itself begins to lose balance. So I returned. To the place I had once fled with everything I had. This time, there were no illusions. I no longer placed any hope in emotion. I was there only to fulfill the obligations of the family. I knew exactly how much time I had left. And I knew exactly what needed to be done. I became a proper Donna.