Regular Show Gun Novels & Stories

Lucy Everhart's bitch of a sister lures her into a trap, but it turns out the man she's forced to spend a night with is actually a bigwig in the business world! They have a shotgun marriage after signing a marriage contract. After marriage, Lucy's secret identities are revealed one after another. Tobias Ripley learns something new about her daily and dotes on her like crazy. He says, "Let's have another child, honey." Lucy doesn't want that. "You have countless mistresses and lovers, don't you? Go to them if you want a child!" Tobias protests, "Nonsense! I have no idea what you're talking about, honey! You've always been my one and only!"

Jasmine became a human-robot dead to emotions, the night her parents were murdered in cold blood right in front of her. She was a killer, the type that tempts a man with her body, entices him with her siren-like voice, and then drives a blade into his chest sending him to his Creator. When her uncle and the only family she had is killed by the Governor she sought out to get him in the only way she knows how to, but her plan falls through as she discovered he wasn't in the least interested in her body. In between being his assistant, sharing a floor with him, and wondering why he had such a cold blank look that made her shiver, he slowly was beginning to work his way into a piece of her anatomy she could swear she had tossed into a dumpster - Her heart. Now Jasmine must choose between revenging her uncle's death or try figuring out if there was more to the hardcore desire she felt for a man she was supposed to hate with her being.

“You aren’t my real husband so you can’t tell me what to do.” “Does this feel fake to you?” Without warning, he grabbed both sides of my face and smashed his lips down onto mine in a heated kiss. Not only stealing my breath away but flipping my entire world on its axis. *** Dove has been through more than the average person and has just taken another blow with her mother’s health when she meets the attractive Miles Scott—a billionaire who is looking for a fake wife to get his grandfather off his back. Miles proposes a deal that Dove can’t resist—if she marries him, he will help pay for the surgeries her mother needs, and they can divorce after a year. Dove thought marrying Miles would be smooth sailing, but it’s anything but when the ghost from her past comes back to haunt her in the form of her ex-boyfriend and the events that scarred her that she tried to keep buried become unearthed. As Dove’s world spins on its axis, will she be able to come out the other side unscathed? And will her ‘fake marriage’ not be so fake after all? My Shotgun Marriage with the Billionaire CEO is created by A. B. Elwin, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Connor Greene, a golden boy in Brookhaven, is unwittingly drugged, and I end up being the cure for his "predicament". It's exactly a month later when I discover that I'm pregnant during a routine medical examination. Upon learning the news, Connor offers me 50 million dollars to carry the baby to term, and then another ten million dollars to take full custody of the child. It's then that Julie Sutton, my so-called righteous friend, persuades me to terminate the pregnancy, saying, "You ought to know that money isn't everything, Queenie. If you throw away your dignity for just 60 million dollars, then you're no better than those women who entertain men in clubs!" In my past life, I had an abortion at Julie's suggestion and pursued legal action against Connor, accusing him of assault. I later sought financial assistance and support from Julie after my parents fell gravely ill, but Julie slapped me hard across the face instead. "Your parents are seriously ill, and instead of figuring things out on your own, you come running to me, huh? You're truly shameless, Queenie!" Julie broke off our friendship right then, and I also lost the lawsuit against Connor. I couldn't afford the treatment, so my parents' lives were cut short by their illnesses. In the end, the grief of losing them was too much, so I decided to take my own life by jumping off a rooftop. When I open my eyes, I find myself returning to the day Julie tried to persuade me to get an abortion.

“I am King Thorn, and I will marry your daughter…” his lips tugged in a smirk as his eyes landed on her. “What, marry?!” Payton widened her eyes. “Yes, Payton Vass. You will marry me,” he stated firmly while he locked eyes with her. Payton stared at the man who had undoubtedly lost his mind. As if the mess that they were in was not enough, how dare he show up at her house to tell her family that? === The only thing Payton Vass thought remained for her was to marry her fiance and then fully live in her dream. What she did not expect was that this beautiful dream of hers would get shattered on the night of her fiance's birthday party. How she ended up in this icey, yet hot billionaire’s bed was something she had no idea of. And as if that was not enough… The paparazzi got wind of it. To repair their broken reputations, these two strangers were forced to marry each other. “It was you who put us in this mess, Payton, and you will do as I've told you!” his eyes blazed in anger as he grabbed her arm. “It was you who did this to me! You better get us out of this mess!” she snapped back as she yanked her arm away. These two would never believe that what happened that night was a mistake and not on their own accord and would not stop hating each other. Yet, they could not get out of this marriage. While the person he hated the most was the woman who could fix his tarnished image, he was also the only one who could save her father and her business from falling.

Two months remained until debut evaluation night. Before our unit performance, our main dancer suddenly offered me her center position. I stared at her, confused, "The trainers always praise your stage presence. Why give up your spot?" "You... you deserve center more than I do." Her smile was painfully forced, and she was fidgeting with her practice clothes - obviously not saying what she really felt. Puzzled by her strange behavior, I asked, "Are my moves too big? Am I making it hard for you to perform?" She suddenly started shaking, looking at me with pure fear in her eyes. After what felt like forever, she finally choked out, "Please, just stop. I won't try to compete with you for center anymore!"

"I told you five years ago, Richard—your Omega is dead. I’m just the man paid to keep your father’s heart beating. Don’t confuse a business contract with a deathbed confession." Five years ago, Joshua Harrington was the "discarded runt" of the Harrington Pack. On a rain-slicked highway, his Alpha husband, Richard, made a choice: he saved his "fated mate," Bianca, and left a pregnant Joshua to plummet over a cliffside. The world mourned the weak Omega. The Pack moved on. Richard lived with a hollow chest and a "fated bond" that felt more like a cage than a blessing. But ghosts don't always stay buried. When the Harrington Patriarch is struck by a lethal silver-poisoning, only one surgeon in the world can perform the impossible: Dr. J, a cold, clinical genius who smells of sterile steel and holds the life of the Harrington lineage in his hands. When Dr. J walks into the boardroom, Richard’s wolf howls in recognition. But the man standing there isn't the submissive boy who used to wait up for him. Joshua is icy, powerful, and utterly indifferent to Richard’s Alpha command. He has a secret in the city—a son with Richard’s eyes and a "Silver-Rank" aura that could topple the Pack’s entire hierarchy. Richard wants his husband back. Joshua wants a divorce settlement. As the truth about the "fated mate" bond begins to unravel, Richard realizes he didn't just lose a spouse—he betrayed the True Blood heir. Now, the CEO Alpha must become a beggar, chasing a man who no longer needs him, in a world where a scalpel is deadlier than a claw. He left him to die. Now, he’ll have to learn how to live for him.

She was betrayed by her fiancé and her own younger sister, unexpectedly finds herself pregnant with triplets. A cold and domineering heir binds her and the children to him through a contractual agreement. As she unwittingly falls in love with him, she discovers to her shock that all he truly wants are the three children, and she is merely a replacement for another woman! Heartbroken, she gives birth to the triplets but then faces a life-threatening situation, narrowly escaping from a fire.

Desiree is running from a dark past and just when she thinks she's finally escaped and is free, a case of wrong place wrong time gains her the attention of a cold and ruthless billionaire who would do anything to have her in his bed, including digging up her past and holding it over her head. What starts as a merely sexual relationship with Desiree being forced into Killian's bed blossoms into more as she becomes addicted to the possessiveness of his touch and his gaze and he in turn falls for her unwitting charm. But with the Pandora's box that is her past suddenly opened, enemies that were thought long gone begin to appear and threaten to destroy the relationship they've managed to carve out for themselves. Can they work together to overcome the rising danger or will they be torn apart by secrets and lies?

The ice in the Miami Ice Dome is cold, but Finn Reyes is colder. As the star enforcer of the league, Finn is built for violence, aggression, and complete dominance. He doesn't play for friends; he plays to own the rink. But a season-ending injury leaves him isolated in his oceanfront villa, trapped with the one person who could bring his entire empire to its knees—the one reporter who isn't afraid to look him in the eye. Val Cruz has a soft strength that flickers in the dark, a quiet fire that tests Finn’s restraint until it snaps. They are rivals in every sense: the broken defenseman and the man determined to unearth his secrets. When the lines between professional duty and primitive, wolfish instinct blur, Finn offers a deal that leaves no room for escape. “I get to kiss you whenever I want.” The agreement is simple, the stakes are lethal, and the tension is a powder keg. In the dead of a Miami night, under the watch of a freezing moon, the hunt begins. But in the world of werewolves and high-stakes ice, the predator often becomes the prey. One touch will ruin them. One bite will claim them. The only question left is who will break first.