Penyebab Lazy Eyes

**Completed. This is the second book in the Baxter Brother's series. It can be read as a stand-alone novel. Almost ten years ago, Landon watched his mate be killed right before his eyes. It changed him. After being hard and controlling for years, he has finally learned how to deal with the fact that she was gone. Forever. So when he arrives in Washington, Landon is shocked to find his mate alive. And he is even more determined to convince her to give him a chance. Brooklyn Eversteen almost died ten years ago. She vividly remembers the beckoning golden eyes that saved her, but she never saw him again. Ten years later, she agrees to marry Vincent in the agreement that he will forgive the debt. But when those beckoning golden eyes return, she finds she must make an even harder decision.

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess, was bowed down in fear. The eyes which always saw love and care were forced to see blood and tears. The lips which were always smiling were quivering with horror and nightmare. The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care, were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear. With time all wounds disappeared but their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance for those who brought her here. The royal blood running in her veins will not let her stop till she has punished all those who played unfair. The girl was Ezra Grey Allistair and she was going to be everyone's worst nightmare. With eyes as blue as thunder and hair as dark as night. She was the resurrection of the strongest known wolf to exist. She was the thunder wolf. *Could be read stand alone.

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

" Strip " He commanded loathly. His voice cold as ice! Daciana's amber eyes stared at him in mortal terror. Terrified, scared and petrified. " I hate repeating myself female, undress yourself " he added icily. Daciana forced back the tears that threatened to fall. She has never seen a raw hatred for her in any wolf's eyes than she is seeing in Alpha Connor's eyes. Fear slid through her, her hand trembled as she undress herself. Her eyes sting with tears . He walked closer to her and ripped her top into pieces exposing her firm leaving her fully . Lust, desire and hatred filled his eyes. " Get on the bed, lie on your back, spread your legs wide and face up " Her legs warbled on the floor taking herself to the bed. No amount of tears will stop him from hurting her. Again, she did as instructed preparing her mind for what is to come. She heard riffles of clothes tearing and soon, she felt him between her legs. She stiffened at his touch! His touch were as cold as his eyes. His rub her legs as if looking for something. She could hear him growl, his big muscular body blanketed hers. His laboured breath burned her neck. Finally, he found the he was looking for and with no warning, he into her aggressively. For the first time in a long time, Alpha Connor half shift into his rouge. He allowed his beast take over completely. He is not promising not to hurt her. He excessively pinned her down, his rouge snarled, his thrusts into her became harder just the way his eyes morphed into different dark colours. She is his mate yet, his hatred for her is raw and deep. The Alpha king's tower was silent, only the painful screams of a female and the loud snarl of the Alpha was heard in the tower.

"I woke up one day and I belonged to a lie but I closed my eyes and let it be.” Sweet lies are better than the painful truth. Aiah's eyes were shut with the truth about her past. She forgot everything about herself and the only way to regain those memories is to allow the people around her to feed her mind. She was said to be a perfect resemblance of her best friend, Eniessia, who happened to be the late wife of her current love interest. Zach Ethaniel lived in loneliness for years except the fact that his son gives him joy. He thought that his child is enough to put color to his dull world but he was mistaken. He needed someone to spark up his heart. It was not by fate but planned, they met each other in the midst of longing. They entered in a complicated mission and a tangled situation with Aiah's innocent lie.

She was beaten to death by her biological mother and sister. Her husbands watch her bleed with evil eyes and curled lips. Betrayed by her husband, her family, she was killed brutally. But it was not her fate. The next minute, her eyes opened; she was reborn four years before when everything started at the age of 20. She swore to take revenge She had two choices first: to fall into her mother's trap and marry the cruel man or find someone who could support her and help her vengeance these people. She already made her choice. "I will be a devoted wife marry me, please." Crystal said with her scared eyes. The man squeezes his hand more on her neck, choking the life out of her. "Tell me, Who send you to my bed ?" "No..no one" "Liar!!"

For sixteen long years, Eulalia Clearwater gave everything to Percival Dunraven, her first and only love, only to be cruelly pushed aside for his new infatuation. Percival believed that without Eulalia, a world of happiness awaited him, a fresh start with a new love. But when he stumbled upon Eulalia's devastating medical diagnosis, panic set in. Rushing to her side, he found her hand entwined with another's, her eyes filled with a resolve he had never seen before. "Why didn't you tell me about your stomach cancer?" he demanded, his voice trembling with fear and regret. Eulalia's response was a bitter laugh, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pain and liberation. "Didn't you wish for my early demise?" she mocked. "Percival Dunraven, in the final moments of my life, I no longer want to love you."

I was eighteen when I donated one of my kidneys to Susie Grant, but she died to transplant rejection anyway, and I was chased out of the Grant family. Before long, the surgery incision festered, and I died of infection in the streets. When I opened my eyes again, I was five once more, and it was the day I was taken back to the Grant family's home. But this time, my brother Harry stepped in front of our parents, pointing at me as he said, "There's been a mistake. She's not actually my sister." Seeing the look of contempt in his eyes, I knew he had reincarnated too. As our parents left in disappointment, he shoved me a piece of candy and told me, "The Grant family just needs one daughter. There's no place for you among us if you can't save Susie."

Harmonica Saint is terrified of being unable to make friends. Coupled with her crippling social anxiety, and her fear of moving away from her family to a new place for college, she is afraid she'd have no friends. But surprisingly on the first day, someone wants to be her friend…. It is just that this person is Rhett Lockhart, littered with tattoos and mysterious beyond compare, Harmony has a bad feeling about this friendship. After all, friends don't give other friends hickeys on their necks. Or do they? "So you thought our friendship was over because of that? Funny baby girl, what makes you think I'll let you go….. Just like that?" He said the words so gently as he always spoke, but it was his eyes that gave him away, those pitch-black eyes were raging with all kinds of intense emotion, each promising to swallow her whole.

The discovery of her mate's infidelity and betrayal left Allissa reeling. But when he is accused of a serious crime and leaves her to take the fall, she must face the wrath of the merciless Lycan King. Desperate to protect her pack, Allissa takes the blame and turns herself over to face judgment by the man who rules with an iron fist and show no mercy. But when he arrives, she is drawn to him and is shocked to find out the king is her mate. Will she find mercy or face a cruel fate at the hands of the king? ~excerpt~ Then my eyes landed on the source, his green eyes locking onto mine as he walked directly toward me. His face was taut, and there was an unforgiving look in his eyes. His lips curled up angrily as my lips parted slightly in shock. Oh no, the Lycan King was my mate, and he did not look happy.