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Book 2 It was supposed to be their happily ever after. A love story that would finally bring them peace—Jax and Layla together and free from the darkness that had haunted them. But fate had other plans. In this heart-wrenching instalment of the Bloodline Series, Jax and Layla find themselves battling more than they could have ever anticipated. New enemies rise, new challenges emerge, and unexpected faces enter their lives, pulling their focus in every direction but each other. With hearts laid bare and the truth finally in the open, Jax and Layla must decide if they can rebuild the future they once dreamed of—if the love that has fought through so much can survive one last battle. Will Jax and Layla find the strength to face what lies ahead, or will the weight of their past tear them apart for good? In the end, only love will decide whether they can move forward with renewed hope—or if their story will end in heartbreak.

Alizah Iris, a jolly-natured girl, just as her name suggests. She has always been enlivened and filled with bright colors. Her ambitions were as simple, to give her father a good life who was indebted in the weightage of huge loans. But one could not blame his father for it, every money he owed to people was well invested by him in Alizah's education. She was one determined girl but her academics were as poor as her financial status. When every teenager of her age was having a perfect teenage life with dates, parties, and high school, she was busy living a dual life when she enters 'Avalon High School'. She had a part-time job to attend and so tells the reason for her poor academic, she could barely give time to studying after dealing with 2-3 jobs per day. Avalon High wasn't meant for her, it was meant for the elite class students who belonged to rich families. Well, Alizah was given admission under scholarship by her god guardians, Mr. and Mrs. Bradford, who owned a well-known company in London. They were one of the creditors of Alizah's father. They were kind people who believed in charity. Everything goes fine, but could the silence before the storm ever be called peaceful? Like that, not everything that was coming Alizah's way was for her good. He was a hipster and a badass guy. Ronan Morris, the richest heir in Avalon High. He was like a rock who could not be melted no matter what. The stars crossed and so did their paths. He was a psychopath who only knew to play mind games and when he realized Alizah was easy to be targeted, that day Alizah's fate was cursed because no one wants to be the target of Ronan Morris.

During a class reunion, a few well-to-do classmates instantly recognize that my branded bag is fake. "How is that possible?" I cry. "This is a new release that my husband got me. Don't you guys know him? He's Tom Smith, Zora Group's CEO." I hand my classmates business cards. The company is one that Tom set up using my name. Naturally, I'm the major stockholder. My classmates look at the business cards doubtfully. One says, "I've never heard of this company." When I get home, I have someone check on Zora Group for me. However, the news I receive is that the company has never existed, much less have a stockholder like me. Tom has another company under his name, but I'm not the stockholder. I drive to the DMV and find out that the car isn't in my name. The company and car are under Tom's name, but someone else owns them with him—his true love, Lauren Rowse.

"Alaric we shouldn't." I whispered as he trailed his plump luscious lips over the vertice of my neck "And why?" His voice came out rough and needy. "I'm no longer your mate and I can never be your Luna. This is forbidden" I breathed the words out, fighting to take control but it was futile. His gentle caress loosened every knot that held my senses together. He leaned in and pressed a kiss into my neck sending sensations that overwhelmed me to fill up every pore of my skin. Then he spoke against my ear. "Then I want to taste the forbidden ." _______ As the daughter of a rogue, Samantha had no place among the middle or upper class of her pack. She wasn't an omega, and the truth of her birth remained a mystery. At 18, getting a mate was her only hope to leaving her miserable life, but what happens when she gets rejected? What better comeback could she have than to become the person her pack needed in their most difficult times? Samantha thought all she had to do was help her pack and leave once her job was done, but little did she know that a mate bond broken didn't free her from Alpha Ric. What happens when her path tilts into a more serious and darker path, and she is forced to remain in her pack to protect her son, the son she shared with Alpha Ric? A greater threat is out there, and there's something special about her.

As the third-generation heir of the Oakenfeld Medical Group, 33-year-old Frost bears the weight of being the Chosen Son. However, having witnessed the cruelty and hypocrisy embedded in family feuds, he finds himself profoundly exhausted by family love and anything that stirs his emotions and prompts love. A solitary panther, he discovers solace and fulfillment in one place alone: the operating table. On the other hand, Bianca, a dedicated yoga instructor, grapples with severe allergies that can lead to fainting spells triggered by the scent of spring flowers or even someone else's cooking. Committed to a life of celibacy, her primary goal is to purchase a house. Bianca harbours a significant secret despite being labelled a "rich client harvester" by her peers due to her hard work in accumulating wealth. Their paths cross dramatically during a commercial shoot that takes a tragic turn, where Bianca sacrifices her life to save Frost. Despite this courageous act, animosity brews between them. Surprisingly, Frost, determined to express his gratitude, decides to buy an entire neighbourhood for Bianca. Rejecting his offer, Bianca is left stunned when she stumbles upon Frost's deepest secret. Unveiling a chilling revelation, the secrets of these two individuals converge toward a distant, mysterious, and sinister direction.

He hated to see her happy, he hated how a girl from a low class, poor family became his wife, a crown prince's wife! She was abandoned by the ruthless prince on their wedding day. When he left, she suffered all kinds of trauma, pain and abuse inside the palace. Her blaring screams were either muffled or ignored mercilessly. However, the trampled and sinless soul was still hopeful that one day she'll be freed from the malicious clutches of her tormentor but the prince of Svamgarh had some other vicious plans of torturing his bride and making her life a hell inside his abysmal cage. He re-entered in her life only to make her sufferance more heightened. Why? Because she is the sister of a scum bag who ran away with the crown prince's sister and now he's hell bent to destroy her dignity and snatch away her mental peace till she stays nothing but a breathing corpse. He hurt her, crushed her dignity in order to avenge the bruise created on the royal status but her innocent beauty drew him towards her ending up into a web of lethal obsession, pain and lust.

Cecily Turner has grown up fighting against the pack that killed her mother, the ones that seek to over power every pack before taking out the King of Werewolves. She's known for her skills and her strength. Eleven years into the on going battle, her small world of well fought peace is broken when the Prince comes looking for answers. He's as well known as she is and everyone but her cowers at his feet. Cecily is taken to the King and being the only female fighter in the world, she doesn't make life easy for Austin. Cecily discovers that the battle against Red Blood is a global threat; it's not just her pack that suffers. But when Red Blood's Alpha has his eyes set on Cecily, everything takes a turn for the worst. When the weight of the world hangs on her shoulders, Cecily has to accept her duty which is no longer the fighter she wants to be. Austin needs a Queen for when he's King and the world needs a someone to put an end to Red Blood. The battle against Red Blood grows seemingly more ruthless and working together with Austin, Cecily fights to put Red Blood down for good. But will that be enough? Will Cecily take her place as Luna beside Austin and his Queen? Only the Moon Goddess knows for sure.

He was given two options. 1) Reject her and get mated to someone who is of higher class than her. Or 2)Forfeit his position as the Crowned Alpha Prince. Legend Brendon was the Crowned Alpha Prince. He had not really anticipated meeting his mate that day but when he did, he was not willing to let go of her. What happens when he introduces her to his father and his father finds out she is anything but a witch. Knowing fully well that the werewolves and witches once had a huge war which resulted to traumatizing his mate. His father gives him those options? What option is he going to choose? His birthright or his mate?! Find out.

And Here It Comes #A_Pure_Vampir . . "Sometimes death isn't the end.......my death was the beginning.....and my true beginning began the day a vampire killed me...." Analise Walker has a tough everyday life. Her older sister torments her on a daily basis. Ana copes by eating and gains a lot of weight further adding fuel to her sister and classmates teasing..... One day it goes too far and Ana runs away..... Right into one of the cruelest vampires existing..... He kills her. But when she transforms into the most beautiful vampire he's ever seen he takes her prisoner... Two years later she escapes...... Follow Ana's story as she deals with life as a human, vampire and then something much much more dangerous..

In New York’s Upper East Side, there were two heirs. One was a speed-obsessed daredevil dominating the racetracks, the other was a brilliant actuary who controlled the flow of capital. Born into powerful families and polar opposites in temperament, yet they grew up side by side as each other’s only best friend. They had fought over girls and bickered endlessly over racing bets. However, at fifteen, there was one thing they did in perfect unison. They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge. They were trinkets Mia had idly made during a craft class, marked only by a faint “M” scratched on the back. Back then, Mia was seated in the last row of the classroom. Her background was a complete mystery to everyone. Yet they wore that badge for ten whole years. Whether standing on the F1 podium or locking in billion-dollar trades at the exchange, the cheap little badge on their chests never changed. Until Ella showed up. She was the cherished daughter of a rising conglomerate family. She hand-stitched two gold-thread fabric patches and gifted them to them. The patches looked so ordinary they looked like the kind of trinket you would find three for a dollar at a flea market. And yet, they both replaced their bronze badges with her plain patches. Mia did not say anything. She simply folded away an old newspaper clipping with a photo of the three of them smiling together. That night, she called her father in Sicily. Her voice was emotionless. “Papa, I accept the marriage arrangement.”