Penelope Ward In Order

I vividly remember sometimes, remember that I run from someone " I did that in order to survive, They always treated me like a monster" I remember his words that he shouted clearly in my mind, but who said that ? And why? Why he was running after me?

The contract brought them two different people together. Her pregnancy helped save her life. Lies and secrets was like a fog covering her sight. Suspicions and doubts became the order of her life. And in the end, it's no longer about the contract but about the plans.

The last thing that Mordecai Feyfyre thought would happen was finding out his origins were a lie. After a unfortunate night where he lost his father and was tossed to his long thought dead mother his life changes. Once thought a werewolf, he is now a hellhound. A wolf spirit with the unavoidable destiny of keeping order in the world and highly sought after by the were council. Years later when his mother betrays him, he's forced into the arms of the one person his father trusted - Gideon Krause. A hellhound determined to bring down the council and restore order to their chaotic world. A man with a brutal past that chills their kind to the bone. The biggest thing he didn't expect? Finding his mate. ----------------------------------- BOOK TWO OF SERIES. CAN BE READ AS STANDALONE IF WANTED.

I am a miserable nurse. During the Halloween season, there was a three day break but I was not given any days off. Upset, I decided to join a game featuring a haunted hospital. There was an old man wrapped in IV tubes chasing after a player. I sprinted forward and shoved him into the chair. After effortlessly jabbing the IV line back in him, I told him off, "It’s just an IV drip. Quit moving around! Do you think you’re in some kind of movie pulling a stunt like that? If you keep moving around, I’ll strap you to the chair!" The old man did a double take before blinking in a flustered manner. "Sorry for causing you trouble, ma'am." At night, children ghosts began to run and laugh wildly in the corridor. I seized each child's hand. "If you’re not going to stay put in the ward, I’ll give you an injection!" Why did I still have to work in a game? I was so tired. The other players cried out, "Clem! That's a ghost. Are you not scared?" I sneered, "Oh, sorry. We wage slaves carry more resentment than any ghost."

Ellie has been force to live the life of a rogue for the last ten years after her pack brutally killed and murdered by the alpha of a rival pack. While seeking for revenge, she found her happiness from the son who issued to order the murder of her pack.

Seven years ago, Allyson, a designer of clothing line, was accused of plagiarizing designs after winning a contest. As a result, her husband Travis decided to send her away from the Philippines in order to avoid causing more troubles to his company. That night, Allyson intended to inform her husband of her pregnancy, but due to Travis' decision, she lost the will to do so, especially given her perception of Travis' lack of want to raise a baby. She followed her husband's command because he was the only person who supported her after her parents death. After a few years, she was given the opportunity to return to the Philippines in order to ascertain the truth about a crime that involved one of the most significant individuals in her life. When she came home, she believed that few things had changed including her relationship with her husband.

Willow discovers her mate is the person she least suspects. As the two of them grow together and learn about each other, she has to find her own strength against a man who she doesn’t know. She must find herself in order to stand at his side.

I joined the Order of Valhalla Bridge because it was simple; they get the jobs; they send you your assignment, and once completed you get paid. That's exactly how this assignment was supposed to go. Just somewhere along the way, the web became so tangled. One slip messed up everything, now my target has turned into the hunter, intent on making me his prey. Determined to take what he thinks is his. Why would he think I was his Bride? They ordered my team to track him down, recover what was stolen, and kill him. Yet I reacted to his touch. If The Order found out, I would be dishonored. Now I am stuck between a possessive Alpha obsessed with a new toy, a vampire who thinks me his bride and a Berserker intent on winning me. What could possibly go wrong?

Sequel to "Submerged Land" Waking up in a new place wasn't easy, but it wasn't new for Nathalia Trayce. She, along with her brother and former general Byron and Skyr, managed to escape Atlantis with the help of Trei, her best friend. Now, Nathalia and Byron, as the reincarnated demigods, must train with the sea folks to unlock their true potential. And in order for them to protect themselves and fight back when it is necessary. But their problem doesn’t stop there. It gets worse when they found out that the true object of the Atlanteans was to awaken the legendary sea serpent. The serpent that was raised by the original demigod. In order for them to fully protect its location, they must build the scepter of the first demigod, which was scattered into three parts and in three different locations. With Lord Ylgarr learning of this information, it has now become a race for the two sides on who would be able to build the scepter first.

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.