Pink Ranger Dino Thunder

On our wedding day, my boyfriend, Hayden Grant, had me thrown out of the chapel. Instead, he walked down the aisle hand-in-hand with his childhood sweetheart. I went back in and collapsed at the side of the aisle. The bouquet slipped from my hands, and scattered petals fell everywhere. However, his eyes did not linger on me for even half a second. "Selena's child needs a dad. Once that's taken care of, I'll marry you." Everyone thought I, the lovesick fool, would willingly wait another month. After all, I had already waited for him for seven years. However, that night, I did something no one expected. I agreed to my parents' arranged marriage and left the country. Three years later, I returned home to visit my parents. My husband, William Fields, was the CEO of a multinational corporation. When an unexpected, important meeting came up, he asked me to head to the company's branch back home ahead of him, where his subordinates would take care of me. To my surprise, one of those subordinates turned out to be Hayden, the man I had not seen in three years. His eyes went straight to the sparkling diamond on my ring finger. "Is this a knockoff of that pink diamond Mr. Fields bought for his wife that's worth five million dollars? I didn't expect you to become so vain after all these years. "You've stirred up enough drama. Come home. Selena's kid is in school now, so it's the perfect chance for you to take care of his lunches." I did not say a word and just traced the ring with my fingertips. He had no idea that this was the cheapest of all the gems William had ever given me.

My CEO wife insists on taking a young, fresh intern under her wing. She wants to train him personally. She says to me, "Don't overthink this. I just value his potential." She's always been stern and stoic, but she starts dressing in pink and pulling her hair back in high ponytails. On our third wedding anniversary, she and the intern even willfully disappear for 48 hours. When others are searching for her like mad, she shares photos of her riding a carousel and holding cotton candy. She captions them, "I found the purest of joys in the most joyful of places—all because of you!" Our company loses a huge project because of this, and I lose my wife. I slip a divorce agreement between the pages of the intern's application to become a permanent staff member. My wife signs it without even looking and says, "Knowing what Elliot can do, he's more than capable of carrying out the role of a vice president." I calmly hand her my resignation. "You're right. That's why I'll make way for him."

On Independence Day, I was on my way to my boyfriend's house when a car slammed into me. The stretch of road was deserted. The collision jammed my door shut, and the acrid smell of gasoline filled the air. My car was about to explode. I scrambled for the emergency hammer, only to find it had been swapped out for a pink toy mallet. Panic rising in my chest, I dialed my boyfriend's number. To my horror, his ringtone sounded from the very car that had crashed into me. He stepped out, arm wrapped around his childhood sweetheart. She put on a pitiful face, tears in her eyes. "Oh no, I'm so clumsy. It's my first time driving, and I hit someone." When my boyfriend realized the victim was me, he didn't hesitate to console her. "Don't worry. She must have collided with you on purpose." I pounded on the window, desperate. "Nick! The emergency hammer's been switched out. Help me get out of here!" His childhood sweetheart lit up with a mischievous smile. "Katie, I swapped it! Isn't the pink hammer super cute?" Disgust flickered across Nick's face. "It's just a little crash. Get out on your own." By now, thick smoke was pouring into the car, and the heat was searing my lungs. I begged him to save me. But the girl only giggled, covering her nose in mock annoyance. "Katie, why are you cooking in there? The smoke is awful." Then she patted her stomach. "Oops, my tummy is rumbling. Nick, let's go home and eat." He tightened his hold around her and turned to leave. "Enough already. Stop pretending. My parents are waiting for us at home." Just as suffocation closed in on me, I slammed my hand against the car's emergency distress button.

"Violà, listen to me," "No, hear me out Vivianna." Mason cut Valentino off, earning a glare from him. "Violà," Valentino started again. "Ugh I sometimes hate how I don't have a nickname for you." Mason mumbled under his breath. "Just can you both shut up? I am so overwhelmed with everything going on right now. On my one side, is none other than my babys' daddy, whom I used to love maybe still do. I don't know. And on the other hand is - sorry for being blunt, but literally my stalker. Who has been obsessed with me since I was a... well child?" "Well when you put it like that-" "You are the motherfucking stalker?" Valentino took a threatening step towards Mason. "Hey, I know you are involved in mafia and all but I know karate alright? I am a yellow belt... well a pink one but for some reason they made me wear the yellow belt again in my second year. The point is don't underestimate me." "Shut up, you both." I yelled. "But I was just saying-" I gave Mason a warning look, he sighed but still turned to Valentino. "Yellow belt. Remember!" *** A heavily pregnant, Vivianna Violet left her soon to be husband three years ago. She has always been possessive over her baby. She has ppd and thinks anything or anyone would take her baby away. But that wasn't the only reason she left Valentino. Valentino Ivan Morte is the most feared man in the country. He is a cruel, scary and demanding mafia don! He suddenly finds a tip that the love of his life is in New York and decides to stay to find her. Mason Logan is Vivianna's colleague. But he wasn't just that because he always changes work place when she does.

“If he live in the palace, he shall die! You must never let him grow up in the palace!” she warned as the thunder clapped loudly once more “My queen, I can’t let you die like this” Alpha Ren mumbled soberly, trying to reach for her hand “Don’t worry about me, I prepared myself for this. She will be the light in the Prince’s path, make sure you treat her well” she smiled weakly before the Beta barged in with his crew “It’s time” he announced and she was dragged out of the cell in tears. *** Prince Jaqen lost his mother and was taken out of the palace where he grew up. He never had any emotions or cared about anybody because of the hatred he harbored in his heart but that changed when he met the missing piece of his life that was supposed to guide his path. She’s not a werewolf like him and was part of the slave. Would he be humble enough to let her come closer? Will circumstances permit the love of a werewolf and human slave? Will she be able to guide the cocky Prince which was her mission?

“ There's no way we're going to accept you as our mate! You're too weak and you don't fit to be the future Luna of Mystic pack! This pack deserves someone better! Someone who is stronger than you.” “ A mate is a gift from the moon goddess…” Amelia believed the narrative that was passed from generation to generation. Until it was her turn to receive the gift. ____ Amelia’s world turned upside down when she found out that she was mated to the alpha twins. They rejected her right away, claiming she was too weak. She accepted the rejection since she had no choice, watching the twins’ as they chose whom they wanted to be mated to, Sarah and Lola. However, during the marking ceremony, the pack was attacked and  something unusual happened. Amelia screamed when her mother was about to be taken away as a slave. The clear sky turned dark and thunder struck. A luminous light surrounded her and everyone was shocked. Desperate to save her mother, she used the energy surrounding her to attack the  warriors who were holding her mother captive. The attackers were afraid, watching in horror as the butchered bodies dropped dead. They retrieved, afraid for their lives. “ THE CHOSEN!” A prophetess said… What will the alpha twins do? Will they continue with the marking ceremony?

The rumbling of the thunder and the rain kept pouring in torrent as Martina knelt in front of the man she called her husband and beside him was the only person she had ever called friend. With blood dripping down from her white nightwear and sweat glistening her forehead despite the cold weather, tears were streaming down her eyes. The two people in front of her looked like the devil she has watched from movies when she was just a child and the much talked about demon from her Bible stories. This was the longest night of her life, how she wished everything would end and she would wake up in her big comfy bed back at her father’s mansion but here she was, kneeling in front her own husband begging for her life while her best friend just sat there with a glass of whisky in hand. Martina was left wondering if it was not too cold for whiskey at this time. Five years later, she is reborn as the youngest and richest CEO and guess what??? Her ex husband is her cousin and she will be married to the richest and the most dominant man in America.. revenge is sure to be served hot.

Calista Harmony had it all—beauty, magic, authority, and wealth. Yet with just a single wish, her crown fell, together with everything that she possessed for being the successor of the throne. No more jail dressed like castle. She's no longer married to a jerk dressed as prince. No more formidable control, and pretension, and life that is not for her to decide. Waking up in a completely different world, it seems like her prayers were answered by the heavens, bestowed on her the life she never had. She's free! But . . . what is this parching breeze enveloping her body as her gaze scans this foul-smelling, stingy place? She took her time to absorb what's happening, and it didn't last long. "I'm in a stable . . . " she murmured, looking at the horses lined in rows, left and right. "No way!" Her voice sounded like a loud thunder after minutes of blinking and convincing herself that these are nothing but a joke. The feet. The fur. The tail. "I ran away from being a princess just to be a . . . horse?"

“Little sis is blushing again. That pink’s not from the room, is it?” He dragged a finger along her jaw, slowly. “Tell me, did your panties go missing… or did you just want us to notice?” When Thalia’s heart is shattered by betrayal, her mother sends her away—to a dark, creepy mansion in the middle of nowhere. There, she must live with her cold stepfather and his four mysterious sons: Blaze, Jax, Rhys, and Milo. They’re not boys. They’re wild, dangerous, too hot to look at—and totally off-limits. Everyone calls them “troubled.” But Thalia quickly learns there’s something even darker inside them. Something not human. The mansion whispers with secrets, the moon shines too brightly, and the air feels too alive. Then comes the warning: a strange event called the Lunar Surge is coming. People are changing—becoming more aggressive, more primal. More... hungry. Thalia should run. But her body won’t listen. Because her stepbrothers aren’t just teasing her. They’re watching her. Touching her. Whispering things that make her knees go weak. And her body? It’s reacting in ways she doesn’t understand… or want to stop. She came to heal. She’s not sure she’ll make it out sane.

+++✦+++ She looked up at me with those soft, damn eyes. I stepped in closer, my hand lifting before I even thought it through, and I brushed the tips of my fingers against her cheek. Warm. Delicate. Curious. I watched her mouth part slightly, her lashes lowering just a bit. "Can I kiss you?" I heard myself say. It surprised me. I don’t ask. I take. But she wasn’t like anyone else. With her, I found myself wanting permission...wanting her to want me back. She blinked, caught off guard, but something in her softened. And after a breath, she slowly nodded. I leaned in, brushing my lips over hers in a gentle and slow motion, like I was trying to memorize her taste, savoring the moment. But, that one kiss was enough to set my nerves on edge. I pulled back slightly, watching the way her cheeks turned pink, her eyes wide, her lips still parted like she hadn’t expected it to feel like that. And fuck, I hadn’t either. I leaned in again, but paused when I realized she was leaning toward me too, unconsciously. She didn’t even realize she wanted more. And this time, I didn’t ask. +++✦+++ In a city plagued by crime and violence, a young woman fights to stay hidden from her sadistic stepfather and his ruthless gang. In her journey to uncover the truth about her forgotten past, she crosses paths with a dangerous and mysterious stranger in the most unexpected manner. Together, they embrace their twisted fate by striking a deal and altering their lives through a tale of romance and mystery. +++✦+++ ✦ 𝐷𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛. ✦ +++✦+++