Rain Drop

"The League of Rogues takes what they want—but have they taken on too much?For too long Miss Emily Parr has been subject to the whims of her indebted uncle and the lecherous advances of his repulsive business partner. Her plan to be done with dominating men forever is simple—find herself a kind husband who will leave her to her books.It seems an easy enough plan, until she is unexpectedly abducted by an incorrigible duke who hides a wounded spirit behind flashing green eyes.Godric St. Laurent, Duke of Essex, spends countless nights at the club with his four best friends, and relishes the rakish reputation society has branded him with. He has no plans to marry anytime soon—if ever. But when he kidnaps an embezzler’s niece, the difficult debutante’s blend of sweetness and sharp tongue make him desperate for the one thing he swears he never wanted: love.Yet as they surrender to passion, danger lurks in Godric’s shadowed past, waiting for him to drop his guard—and rob him of the woman he can’t live without.Warning: This novel includes a lady who refuses to stay kidnapped, a devilish duke with a dark past, and an assortment of charming rogues who have no idea what they’ve gotten themselves into.The League of Rogues is created by Lauren Smith, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

"I'm sorry Gerald, I'm not ready to be devoted to one man, that's why I cannot agree to this marriage,” Caroline said and Gerald stood there surprised and dejected. She gave him their baby and left to pursue her dreams. Just then, the baby started crying and he panicked. Caroline didn't drop anything for him, not food, nothing. What was he supposed to do now? This is so messed up. He hires Tiffany Lawrence to become the billionaire child’s nanny. Tiffany is an orphan, a college dropout, struggling with petty jobs to pay her sister’s tuition fees. Life of Gerald and Tiffany were soon to take a surprising shift and the best and worst times of their lives ensue.

Can a self-made billionaire with a no-strings-attached philosophy finally settle down? Shawn has it all: money, power, and a reputation as the country's biggest playboy. But when he finds himself in a one-night stand with his secretary, Cheryl, he's forced to confront his beliefs. Cheryl has been working for Shawn for years, harboring a crush on him, but he's never taken notice of her due to his strict no-dating policy. As they navigate their unexpected situation, Shawn must choose between upholding his philosophy or taking responsibility for his actions. Will he be able to drop his playboy lifestyle and make things right with Cheryl? Find out in this steamy romance novel about what happens when two opposites are forced together by circumstance.

“You are mine, SAY IT” He whispered harshly into her ears as he pounded deep into her. “I’m yours Mr. Duncan” Zyrielle moaned as she clenched tightly into his sweaty back. “No one has the right to make you cry and if anyone dares, I’ll make sure to ruin them and bring their business to the ground,”. “Rain…” “NO ONE makes my wife cry and lives the same!” ******** Imagine having sacrificed your whole life for one person only to face betrayal in the end. How can you move on? Zyrille had everything she could ever wish for. The perfect husband and never had she expected anything to change but it did…. All at once. Pregnant and Diagnosed with a tumor, Zyrielle walks into her husband cheating on her with a woman that broke him and without remorse he throws her out. Her parents gave her no listening ear as that sent her back to beg to be managed. Broken, rejected and suicidal Zyrielle storms into a bar only to wake up married to Rain Duncan, Her ex’s Uncle. Rain is willing to be her sword and Knight…also willing to Father the triplets in her womb. He wants her and isn't even afraid to show it, ignoring her obvious ways of chasing him away. He will help her get her revenge and make her shine. Zyrielle finds herself dragged into his world of this dominant yet doting man but when she discovers the dangers and anomalies that come alongside Rain, Will she be able to stay? What will become of this union that was fated to be tragic in the first place?

I always knew that I had to rule. It was written in my blood, as well as my father’s. And my great grandfather. For centuries, my family has been responsible for the monarchy of vampires. Our powers allowed us to drink human blood and then eliminate that memory. In fact, at the time of biting them, we could see some memories of that human. The most relevant of their life. Humans would only wake up the next day in their bed, with a mosquito bite on their neck, not remembering and without even suspecting anything. Although of course, exceptions existed. Wolves had their mates, the sorcerers their connections, and even the sirens had their other half. We were not different, not at all. For each existing vampire, there was a special blood. The donor with only a drop of blood that could keep us active and strong for weeks. In most cases, those people became a couple of vampires. However, not in my family. The lineage should remain pure, so even if I managed to find my donor, as we used to call them, I could only keep it as a lover. Did I want to be a monarch vampire? Of course not. Did I have another option? Of course not. I should not worry about getting my donor, because the statistics of finding them were so small, that even some vampires believed that it was a myth. The only way to find that special blood was drinking from it. And it was impossible to try the blood of all the humans of the world. So many didn’t bother looking for it. Me included. However, I did not expect to meet her in a somewhat peculiar situation.

She reached out a hand to Bruce and said, "I thought I was your mate."Bruce turned his back on her and scratched at his eyes. Silvana could feel the pressures he was facing and only wanted to help."I think we're stronger than the obstacles around us," Silvana said, her voice distorted by sobs."As much as I want to be with you, Silvana, we need to end this for your safety."Silvana watched the rain turn the grass under her feet muddy."Is that really how you feel?" she asked.But before Bruce could offer his heart's secrets to the woman he loved, crimson lightning struck between the two of them. Silvana and Bruce blasted backwards and tumbled into the mud.Standng before them was a red, cackling spirit made of lightning. She wore wolfskin clothes and waved a hand.Scarlet lightning wolves howled, then attacked Bruce and Silvana.My Loyal Alpha is created by Samuel Rust, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

TRIGGER WARNING: The book contains highly explicit and detailed depictions of sexual abuse, including childhood abuse, grooming, and assault. It also addresses severe trauma, self-harm, suicide, physical violence, substance abuse, and emotional and physical pain. Reader discretion is strongly advise. -------------- Tales who have a strong obligation to live no matter what, was taken as a sex slave because of his mother's debt to an organization, and he was being subdued by what he despise the most, gangsters, but because of his poor physique he was tossed aside and will likely be killed. That's when he tried to murder the boss, if he'll gonna be dead, might as well take the boss to hell with him. His naive thinking and strong sense of living captures the interest of the delinquent Ra Ja. 'You completely turned me on. ' Is what he said after being stabbed by Tales on his left hand. Ra Ja then makes him as his personal bodyguard. Can't figure out what the man is thinking, Tales can't help but be wary as he devise a new plan to escape the lion's den while carrying the head of the leader. Will his plan be successful or will it go astray and takes him to unfamiliar bloody dark path? A lot of secrets will be uncovered. What he thinks he is now might not actually be him. But seems like he's not the only one scheming the next move. Raja kept making actions that will drive him mad, crush his will and push him to the corner with no escape. A thug of war with rotten love, prideful altercation and bloody relationships.

This isn't a love story, but almost a love story. Irina and Eric share a world through dreams and time travel. They have a strong mutual understanding about the feelings they have for each other, at the same time understanding that they cannot be together. Eric: I open my eyes and find myself standing alone in an empty room. The ceilings and the walls are neatly painted white. And the floor is composed of polished light brown wood. And there is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. A bright yellow and pale red orange light tells me the sun is setting and soon it will be dark. Eric is a ghost who always appears in Irina's dream. Irina: I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light is coming from. The yellow orange light passes through the open window. I see Eric standing right there on the spot captured by the yellow light. ‘You came back.’ I said. He stood there looking me in the eye. I almost died. Irina is a time traveler who may or may not change his fate. They alternatively tell a bitter sweet story. Love doesn't always mean together, sometimes it is deeper apart. Eric: I stand alone in the rain looking at the dark sky where all I can see is water, for it is both the rain and my tears flowing to my face. Irina: And suddenly it is no longer my reflection I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a figure of a man. I draw closer to see him clearly. But the closer I walk towards him, the farther I become from him. I couldn't get close.

"Did you kill him?" The detective asked again."I've already answered you like a thousand times... Yes, he was a monster. Yes, he beat me up a lot but I didn't do it. I didn't kill Jude!" Amanda replied."I'm sorry. I know what it's like to be a victim of abuse and all that, but you need to understand that murder is a serious case too. You'll have to forgive us for asking you continually it's just that you were the closest to him we've got here.""I wasn't. There was someone else he was seeing that knew a lot about him than I ever did," Amanda replied.*******The night was growing colder and the rains seemed to have agitated in full force. Amanda sat on one of the soft leather chairs that squeaked with her every move in the living room with tears in her eyes as she watched the rains drop on the floor forming small pools and waited for Jude to come back. She was worried sick about his whereabouts even though all his presence caused her were pain and more tears. The protruding bump on her stomach, made it quite difficult to move around at ease so she was stuck with calling his busied line while she watched the clock tick its way into the midnight mark.*****A heart rending story told differently. Stronger than Pain captures a dysfunctional Nigerian home where a callous man, beats his wife on a daily basis. Time flies and now he is dead. All the characters have a reason to kill him, but she's their number one suspect. The Question still remains, who pulled the trigger?

Dating a soon-to-be-a NFL player and an Alpha billionaire that every girl on campus would drop their panties for sounds like a dream come true, right? But I can assure you it's not! Alpha Weston told me he would never date a girl who wasn't fit the first time we met. He also said I must be a virgin since no man would want to stick it in me. Yet, despite this, we end up fake-dating each other. The reason? We both have something to gain from it...now we just have to survive this game of hearts we are playing.