Q&a With Shelly Crane

I tried to die a hundred times to make him notice me. For two years, I was Shawn Scott’s wife in name only—an unwanted bride bound by a scandal, left to live in the shadow of another woman. My parents only saw my faults. My husband only saw my mistakes. As for me? I saw no way out. Every time I tried to end it, I’d wake up again, bruised and humiliated. I was greeted not with concern, but accusations such as "Why are you so selfish, Zoe Jennings?" or "Why can’t you be more like your sister Yvonne?" It wasn’t until my hundredth suicide attempt that I finally understood: I was the only one fighting for a love that never existed. So, I stopped. I walked away. I disappeared. I gave them what they wanted—my absence. However, when I left, the man who never looked at me twice started chasing the ghost of the woman he thought he knew. By the time he realized what he truly lost, I was already learning how to live again.

He built an empire no one could shake… until she walked in and shattered his control. Alexander Thompson is a billionaire CEO, feared for his cold heart and iron discipline. No one challenges him. No one defies him. No one says no. Until Jasmine Ramirez. She’s simple. Honest. Unimpressed. And completely immune to his charm, his power, and his intimidation. “Ms. Ramirez, I’m used to being obeyed.” “Then you’ve never met a woman like me, Mr. Thompson.” For the first time, someone dares to push back. Someone he can’t intimidate. Someone he can’t forget. The more he tries to keep his distance, the more dangerously he falls. She is his distraction. His weakness. The one woman he can’t afford… yet can’t resist.

After being suspected of killing someone, an innocent lady found herself running away from the furious man in order to hide from his wrath. People describe Fortunate Agony Fariscal as an epitome of gentleness and serenity who belongs to a well-known family. She has everything she needs in life but her vulnerable heart can't stop dreaming for more. While she's pursuing her dreams, her heart is fighting for her cousin's bodyguard even his world was different from her life. She did her best to know him better. Naging magkalapit sila ng lalaki at nagkamabutihan sa kabila ng agwat ng kanilang pamumuhay at magkaibang pananaw. Everything went smoothly not until the incident happened. All of her efforts and sacrifices crashed into pieces... including his promises. Will their hearts aim for bliss through ignorance or should their world collide again for justice?

Chloe's parents were killed, accused of being traitors. Since then, she has served as a slave to the BlackMoon pack. Chloe was humiliated by everyone, including the future alpha - Aaron. She promised herself that once she turned 18 moons, she would be gone forever. However, Chloe kept a secret that no one could know: her witch eyes.

When I arrive at a villa to fulfill an order, the beautiful young woman living there looks at me expectantly, her face flushed. "Stop looking around—there aren't any dogs here. I'm the one you need to feed…" She changes into inviting lingerie and pins me to the couch. Her voice is coy, and her lips are soft. She parts them slightly and looks at me lovingly. "Remember to use all your strength to fill me up, okay? If you don't, I'll give you a bad rating…"

My husband drives me out so I can meet my best friend for an afternoon tea session. That's when I discover a used condom and a stray earring wedged between the door and the front passenger seat. I'm distraught as I head to the restaurant. My best friend hugs me warmly, but the lone earring she wears pierces my heart. I don't expose them for their betrayal. Instead, I fall into bed with my husband's best friend that very night. Later, James Fullman roars and asks why I've done this to him. I smile faintly and lean into the embrace of the man beside me. "You're not the only one who can get hot and heavy in the front passenger seat, you know."

"You are truly here," said the man softly, his eyes running over her as if trying to make sure she was who he thought she was. Erin couldn't hide her confusion. "Do I know you? I'm not sure we've met before.” “Not in this lifetime, but you are mine," he replied confidently. “Excuse me?" Erin asked in utter confusion. Who was this guy, and why the heck was he saying this weird stuff to her? “I know you don't know me yet," the man continued.“But you will, Edvana. You will know me because you are my mate.” ************ When Erin agreed to take Devon up on his claim of being her destined mate, she did not expect to be transported back in time to a pre-civilization era during a werewolf civil war! How was she going to make it back to the future/present alive, when she was now caught in the middle of an apocalyptic battle?

Cassie and her sisters were already wary about the upcoming Harvest Moon festival, but they had no idea what the fates had in store for each of them. Love, loss, hatred, revenge... and war.

On Harlow Gage's first day at the Crescent school, her attention is captured by the strangely familiar Michael Collins. She soon discovers he isn't an ordinary guy; he was far from it. Actually, he was the impeded of destruction- everywhere he went, death follow. Michael collins was a monster and everyone knew it. Meeting him, it was their own personal nightmare. He was cruel, heartless and just...evil. He murders like it was an everyday chore and never did he show an emotion other than hatred. Especially, for her. Harlow Gage, an impetuous seventeen year old werewolf who dreamt of finding her mate just like any other. But, fate couldn't help but pair them together. Will she be able to get her happy ending she had dreamt about? Or will her dreams be her downfall?

I'm just a wolf-less omega bitch and a fuck-up Cromwell that's descended from a dirty rogue. No wonder my pack and my own mother... think I'm the one that killed my father. But, I didn't... kill my father. I wound never kill him. He was my only friend in this pack. The only one I could relate to. I had no friends... I only had my dad. And, since I only had him... when he was gone I had no one. So, I spend my lonely hours dedicating my life to studies. I graduated early from High School with an outstanding GPA. But, even that never impressed my mother enough. So, When it came down to it... My mother didn't hesitate to accuse me of my father's death. Her hatred for me was unspoken until that moment. The moment she caught me pulling a knife out of my father's chest. It was buried in deep. And, when I got it out... I heard her horrid scream. One that was dramatic. I was forced to break eye contact from my father's corpse to see her standing on the kitchen's edge. Her hands on her cheeks. A gray and sickly color caked on her face. She could have fainted any second. "What have you done?"