Pen Names Meaning

Marina, Lexy, Khloe, Samantha, Anna, Leticia, Angela, and Jennifer are just a few of the many names on Arthur Graham's list of special friends. Who shares his bed on the last days of every month, and whom he has to thank for his lifestyle. He's a smart, sexy devil man. Manipulative, and controlling, who takes advantage of his good looks to get what he wants. Many claim that he is insatiable when it comes to sex, he is a woman's wet dream. Therefore, he is used to always getting his way, with just a smile and nice words. Morgana Wilson is a girl with a somewhat difficult childhood and a rough adolescence after her parent's divorce. She is one of the few girls who not dreams of the white dress, the veil, and the pink house with the white-painted wooden fence. For her, love not exists, because the first time she experienced it was a complete disaster. Nor does she look for it in every man she meets. In the most casual way, Arthur and Morgana meet. And although neither is attracted to the other from the first moment, because both are immersed in their own affairs, a beautiful friendship arises between them. Together they are an explosion of charisma and radiate something else, which does not go unnoticed and causes curiosity to those who observe them. Until the night, Arthur accepts that he feels something more than a strong attraction for Morgana, who repeats, over and over again, that they are just friends, that love is not in their future plans, and that much fewer want to be just another name on his list. For both of them, their lives were perfect, until their closeness turned them into LOVERS. All rights reserved: ©2303103769712

My Alpha series book 3 (Standalone) "You tried to fucking kill your own mate! What the hell's wrong with you?" he growled harshly, but I refused to cower as I spoke coldly, masking my fear of him and refusing to let him know how terrified of him I really am. "You killed my brother, brother trumps mate" "Your brother had it coming" he snarled. "That's what you want to believe? Fine. I guess that means I have it coming now too. Go ahead, tear out my heart, it's already dead anyway" I said genuinely, meaning every word because death's rather merciful compared to what he's capable of doing to me as punishment for trying to kill him. There're things a lot worse and scarier than death, believe me I'd know because I've already lived them and I do not wish on experiencing them again especially by him, my mate. My heart's dead but he's the only one capable of bringing it back to life only to obliterate it into pieces. "Oh no, I spent a fortune buying you even though you're not worth a dime. You owe me a lot of money, mate. I'm going to make that dead, cold heart of yours mine and I'm going to enjoy the hell out of shattering it while you're still alive" he promised darkly as his hand tightened around my neck. I couldn't say anything back, I saw the hellfire he plans to burn me in through his eyes and there was nothing I could do or say to save myself from it, from him. "You're my slave now, you do everything I ask you to do without objections or face the consequences of disobeying. Start praying slave, you're going to need it especially if you don't tame that smart mouth of yours"

Everyone said Kane adored me. That for me, he'd tame the wild rage of an Alpha, soften every growl, and sheath every claw. Ten years. Ten damn years of chasing, spoiling, protecting. I was convinced I’d be his Luna—his mate, his forever. But betrayal doesn’t come with a warning. It cuts sharp and deep. And it never just comes once. The first lie, I forgave. The second, I bled. The third? It broke something in me I’m not sure I’ll ever get back. And then came the words that snapped the last thread holding me together. "Julia, can't you just stop being so difficult? Stop acting like the world revolves around you." That was when I knew. The man who once walked through fire for me…Had turned into the very beast I needed saving from. The love I thought I had—it wasn’t love. It was a gilded cage, pretty from the outside, but still a prison. And if I was ever going to be free, I'd have to be the one to smash it open. Even if it meant setting the wolf on fire with it.

Book One Kelly Bradley didn’t need to worry about falling in love when she came up with her plan to marry Jack Sutton. She’d dated so many great guys over the years, but not fallen in love once. Not with any of them. It just wasn’t in the cards for her. So, when she approached powerful, sexy Jack Sutton and proposed a temporary marriage-of-convenience, she wasn’t one bit concerned that her heart would be on the line. But, when Jack agrees and she moves into his home, Kelly quickly discovers just how wrong she was. Before she knows it, not only is her heart on the line, but her life is, too. Book Two After a near-death experience, artist Ashley Price is compelled to paint visions of the dead. Then she paints a man buried alive and, recognizing the surroundings, she rushes to save him. Instead of being grateful to her for rescuing him, Detective Jack Sullivan accuses her of being in league with a serial killer. He swears he will put her behind bars. Except, the more time he spends with her, the more he falls under her spell. Can he trust her, or is he walking into another deadly trap?

Just starting out with his Call of Duty streams, everyone started idolizing Xhyro for his impeccable gaming skills, until someone keeps on killing him at the game during one of his streams, totally humiliating himself in front of everyone. Having a rough day at work, Genevieve pours out all her emotions during her first match, and when she finds out her opponent is her most-hated streamer for being so obnoxious, she starts targeting him instead, totally forgetting the rules of the game and making Xhyro go crazy for his viewers have already dropped an insane amount. With Xhyro’s madness, he messages Genevieve on the game and in a blink, both kept spouting foul words to each other, officially declaring the other as an enemy. When Xhyro starts looking for Genevieve’s teases and words after a few days, he knew he would be stuck at an impenetrable love.

"It's time to consummate our Marriage" Roman said as he walked inside the room. "I am not interested" I said with fear as I stood up from his couch. "And why are you not interested?' he asked. "I am only giving my body to the man I love" I said curtly. "Really? We are married come on, I need to be inside my wife now" He said as he moved closer to me. "This room is not only decorated for decorating sake. It means something" he said as he got before me. "Come on, wifey, corporate tonight or else you will see the worst of me." He said on the bed as he clapped his hands, the door opened and men came in with boxes. They placed the boxes on the floor and went out. I looked at them with curiosity. "Irina, Have you ever heard of BDSM?" He asked. This is the first time he will call my name. But what's BDSM? He opened the boxes bringing out the items there. "No, what's the meaning?" I asked him with curiosity. "And what are you doing with ropes and wipes?" I asked again. "Have you ever even had ?" He asked angrily. I was quiet for sometime for sometimes, feeling shy. "No" I said hesitantly. "Your stupid father caged you your whole life, that's so stupid of him. We don't kill woman here, we only deal with men. He should have let you out" he said. "Don't ask me any questions again, your innocent is annoying, I promise. I hate naive girls"he scoffed. "Get on the bed" he commanded. "What?" I asked. "Get on the freaking bed, don't force me to help you in getting on the bed, "

“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick. "Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating. “This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, his cold hand roamed my back. “I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body. "No, Liam" I screamed. “Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on. “Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes. “No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry. “I won't do that again, Promise,” I said showing him my pinky finger like always we seal our promise. “Amber…” He sighed, like controlling himself. “Promise…” He said, taking my pinky finger with his finger. “This time promise will be sealed with my way baby” He smirked, bending my pinky finger. His eyes were like some beast that just want to hurt someone so badly. Author Note : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Update on weekends

Cara Bloom and Liam Johnson used to be college sweethearts until Liam's father offered to pay for her mother's treatment with the condition that she will end things with his son because he is to be married to the daughter of his business tycoon friend. She signed a contract of secrecy and took up his offer. Her mother is transferred to one of the best hospitals, meaning she had to leave for Boston. It was for her good especially after she ended things with Liam over a text and cut off all ties with him. After battling cancer for many years, her mother eventually goes home to rest for good. Her mother's best friend, Mrs Johnson sends her a mail saying the least she could do for her best friend’s daughter is make sure she's okay and that's why she has secured her accommodation and a job in Dublin. Cara Bloom doesn't think twice, she immediately takes the offer. After all, she wanted to leave and forget the sad memories that Boston held, and last she checked, Liam was already married with a child so his father had nothing to worry about. Besides, it's been 6 years since she left Ireland. Find out what happens when their paths cross.

Extract "I don't believe you. You're just trying to trap me into taking care of someone else's kid," he sneered. My heart shattered into a million pieces. How could he think that of me? How could he be so cruel? "Please, Apollo. I love you. I would never do anything to hurt you or our child." But his words were like a sharp knife, piercing through my heart. "Love? You don't know the meaning of the word. You're nothing but a lying, cheating whore." “I, Alpha Apollo Philips Giavonni reject you, Zelda Annabel MacDonald as my mate,” My wolf howled in pain as I felt the rejection. The pain was too much to bear, and I passed out on the hospital bed, unable to withstand the agony. A young omega named Zelda conceived after a steamy one-night stand with alpha Apollo. But when Apollo refuses to believe the child is his, Zelda is forced to flee for her life from his relentless pursuit. Desperate for safety and security, Zelda seeks refuge with another alpha, Ryder. As she navigates the dangerous world of werewolves, Zelda must fight for the survival of herself and her unborn child, facing abusive alphas, pack wars, and betrayal at every turn. But as her pregnancy progresses, Zelda finds herself drawn to Apollo, the heartless alpha who still believes the child isn't his. Can she keep her baby safe in a world of danger and find love with Apollo? Or will she be forced to choose between her own life and that of her child? Join Zelda on her thrilling journey as she fights for love, family, and her own survival.

“How can you tell me you never wanted it when you can’t deny that you loved every second of it, my love? Shyne, no one will ever make you feel the way I do, and I’ll spend every moment proving it. Not even time and death can separate us.” Shyne De Leon runs away from her past and her ex-lover by using her family’s power and influence to start a new life far away from her hometown. The memories and promises that her ex has given her made running away more difficult. A few years have passed, and the guilt of what she left behind started to haunt her. Her ex Rian Batista and their past rendezvous began to appear in her dreams more frequently. The dreams became darker, and Shyne started to have ghostly hallucinations of the man she had left. When the torture of her dreams became too much, her family’s money and influence could no longer save her from her own past and mind. As the untold past starts to unfold, will she kiss the truth and embrace her past? Or will she wallow in regret and enter her ex-lover’s offered damnation?