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“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Imani whispered, her voice trembling more from want than from fear of her brother barging in and catching her leaning in to kiss his ex-best-friend now turned enemy. “Then stop me,” he murmured back, his fingers brushing her jaw, his breath hot against her skin. But neither of them moved. The distance between them had already disappeared, along with every rule she’d promised not to break. *** When Imani Grayson, a quiet psychology major, is assigned to mentor the university’s star hockey captain, Nicolas Jameson, she expects arrogance not the kind of chemistry that keeps her up at night. What begins as a simple assignment spirals into late-night tutoring sessions, stolen glances, and kisses that blur every boundary she’s ever set. But with jealous teammates watching, old wounds resurfacing, and a love too intense to hide, the game they started might be the one that shatters them both. Imani will soon learn that some games can’t be won without losing everything, and Nicolas, that even in the game of hearts, the strongest player can fall to his knees.

It happened so quickly yet gradually. First it was the excuses he made. The distance he slowly brought. “She's just like my sister,” he would always use as an excuse and id believed him. Seeing things now, it was always inevitable. He had taken my love for granted and now it was gone. … Mikaela thought that she had everything she wanted. Her mate, Ryan Wade loved her. And then Lydia showed up. She had tolerated her presence even as Ryan's treatment of her grew more and more suspicious until this moment. Seeing him in bed with her, committing the ultimate betrayal, she makes up her mind to leave. Pregnant with his children she leaves and starts anew in another pack. But fate has different plans and she is brought back together with him, this time with her children and a new family by her side. With Lydia and his Luna she should have no care for him, yet he pushes her to the edge. When their children's bond is discovered and she is forced back into his life. Will they find love again?

Abducted on her wedding day by a mysterious man who claimed she was his soul mate, Emma was thrust into an unknown world where nothing including her now growing attraction towards her captor make sense. Deciding she wasn't going to be a prisoner, she sought ways to escape but her captor wouldn't give her a chance. When the truth about her identity came to light, Emma was torn on who to trust, those who she had known all her life or her captor who was bent on claiming her.

After being unceremoniously dumped in her sophomore year of college, Elizabeth makes the reckless decision to sleep with the elusive Sebastian Gray, who she’d been crushing on for ages. Just one night and she’ll never see him again, she thinks. That decision comes back to bite her in the ass when she returns home for her mother’s wedding a year later and finds out that her soon to be stepfather is none other than Sebastian! Forced to bear the brunt of the consequences while biting her tongue, Elizabeth resolves to avoid Sebastian from now on. But it turns out to be a futile effort as the first person she sees on her list of professors for senior year is HIM! If she didn’t know any better, she’d think he enjoyed torturing her. Because every time he’s close to her, all of her common sense flies out the window. And his touches are becoming far too frequent for it to be coincidental…

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Research Center, and the only person in the world with experience in deep-sea rescue. When my sister’s submarine malfunctioned and was stranded ten thousand meters below the surface, I hung up on her distress call. Then I calmly walked into a police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research. A few minutes later, my father called. His voice was frantic and furious. “Your sister is missing. Where the hell are you? I’m ordering you to get to the site immediately and save her, or you won’t see a cent of the family inheritance!” I calmly pulled the blanket over my head and said into the phone, “I don’t have time, and you’re interrupting my sleep.”

Steven Lambert claimed my mother almost killed his wife and daughter, branding me as a sinner from birth. For twenty years, he and his family tormented me in the name of atonement. I was forced into a cruel marriage with the vile Caleb Carpenter in Cindy's place, only to suffer a tragic end. Only then did the Lamberts realize I was their daughter. Yet all this time, the very existence they believed to be a sinner enjoyed their bottomless affection and adoration.

Thirty years ago, a progressive rock band called The Yellow Kings began recording what would become their first and final album. Titled “The Final Reconciliation,” the album was expected to usher in a new renaissance of heavy metal, but it was shelved following a tragic concert that left all but one dead. The sole survivor of that horrific incident was the band’s lead guitarist, Aidan Cross, who’s kept silent about the circumstances leading up to that ill-fated performance—until now. For the first time since the tragedy, Aidan has granted an exclusive interview to finally put rumors to rest and address a question that has haunted the music industry for decades: What happened to The Yellow Kings? The answer will terrify you. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Her Romeo wasn't a character from a Shakespearian play. Her Romeo was an "overgrown husky" with dark fur and yellow eyes that followed her everywhere- crazily, even into her dreams.

When Emery Starr witnesses a crime, she is forced to uproot her entire life. Sure, she was shy and wasn't exactly popular, but she had good friends and a loving father. Now, she must leave her life behind as she hides from a notorious kingpin who is hell bent on keeping Emery from testifying. Who can she trust in her new town? Will her intimidating new bodyguard be able to keep her safe?

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Institute—and the only person in the world with real deep-sea rescue experience. When my younger brother's submarine went down and he called for help from 35,000 feet below, I hung up on him. Then, calm and unhurried, I went straight to the police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research data. A few minutes later, my father called, furious. "Your brother's life is hanging by a thread—where the hell are you?! I demand you to get to the site and save him right now, or you won't see a single penny of the family fortune!" I pulled the blanket over myself and said into the phone, perfectly composed, "Busy. Don't bother me—I'm trying to sleep."