Ritchie Valens Plane Crash

Anya Voss, a werewolf-witch hybrid, is the pack’s pariah, blamed for a tragic car crash that killed her beta parents and the alpha and luna. Stripped of her status, forced into servitude, and rejected by her fated mate, Alpha Rowan Draven, Anya endures relentless torment orchestrated by her sister, Cassandra, who harbors a deadly secret: she’s the adopted child of the beta and his wife, she even knew about the tampered brakes, framing Anya to steal her inheritance.  After a brutal kidnapping leaving Anya near death, she flees to a rival pack, where the scarred alpha Damien Blackthorn sees her strength—and ignites her powers. As Anya’s heart wavers between Rowan’s haunting mate bond and Damien’s intoxicating love, both alphas become obsessed, their rivalry spiraling into a dangerous tug-of-war. But when Anya’s visions reveals that Damien might know what happened to her parents, she must harness her hybrid gifts to seek revenge and protect Rowan from a curse she placed on him.  With enemies closing in—a treacherous sister, a rogue blackmailer, and a shifter council hunting hybrids—Anya faces betrayal, comas, and sacrifice. In a world of claws and secrets, can she reclaim her truth and choose her heart before obsession consumes them all?

After the Great War between humans and the Shifter races, an accord was struck, decreeing that the world would be ruled by a hybrid of the two races. The most powerful human family, a corporate dynasty, was granted the right to the first union with a Shifter leader. Whoever bore the first hybrid child would become the next ruler of the Alliance. In my past life, I married the werewolf Alpha, Jacob, and quickly bore him a wolf-human hybrid. When our son became the ruler of the Alliance, the werewolf clan’s power and influence soared. But my sister, Isabella, had always favored the beautiful elves. Her husband's philandering left her barren and riddled with disease after several miscarriages. She envied everything I had. In her rage, she orchestrated the car crash that killed my son and me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the Alliance’s choosing ceremony. Isabella had already mated with Jacob, brazenly showing off the mark on her neck. I knew. She was back, too. What she didn't know was that Jacob was a madman, obsessed with his bloodline above all else. Without a second thought, I let her have him. I walked toward the one they all feared—the notoriously brutal and bloodthirsty Dragon Lord, the Dragon King, Damien Wyatt.

On the day the SAT results are revealed, the fake heiress, Layla Sanders, colluded with our homeroom teacher, Richard Hoffman, to report me for cheating during the exam. When I stared at both copies of the exam papers that showed the same steps and formulas, I couldn't defend myself at all. In order to preserve Layla's pride, my own parents actually forced me to admit to stealing the exam questions in advance. Then, they had me forcibly admitted into a mental asylum. The Sanders family claimed that I had gone crazy just so they could keep this particular skeleton sealed in the closet. They abandoned me, letting me be tormented endlessly in the asylum. When I finally escaped from the asylum, I died in a car crash that was meticulously staged by Layla. Only on the verge of my death did I finally realize that the so-called "blood is thicker than water" mentality was nothing compared to a tear shed by Layla. The moment I open my eyes again, I've gotten reborn in the exam hall. This time, I choose to submit my exam paper without anything scribbled on it. I'd like to see just how someone with a total of zero points can possibly copy off the so-called top scorer of SAT.

"Please." I didn't know what I was asking for. "Kaelan. Please." He groaned at the sound of his name and began to move faster and deeper. "You feel incredible." He groaned. "Like you were made for me. Only for me." He shifted his angle and suddenly the pressure was back, stronger than before. I gasped and clutched at him desperately. "There." He drawled, smiling as he hit that spot again. And again. "Right there. I've got you.” Five years ago, Elara Vance spent one unforgettable night with a stranger who vanished the moment she told him she was pregnant. Left with nothing but rejection and lawyers’ threats, she raised her daughter alone. But Lily isn’t like other children. When a car crash exposes the truth about her daughter Lily, Elara is forced into Thornwood Manor to protect her. There, she comes face to face with the man who abandoned her… and his two brothers, who share the same impossible mate bond with her. One mate. Three alpha princes. A daughter who could change the direction of the throne. But in a kingdom built on secrets and bloodshed, loving the princes who rejected her may cost Elara everything…including her life.

An unknown hybrid alpha and a proud, conceited Alpha...becomes a fated pair, seems like a mistake made by the goddess. She was playing way too much. He was proud, he was prideful, he was looked upon by his subjects, he was the Alpha of the Black shadow pack, Jett, never for once thinking chaos would come knocking on his door till his pack was attacked and he was conquered by a fellow Alpha, how disgraceful! Kneeling there on the muddy grounds, his hands tied behind him, Jett refused to bow to any man born of a woman. But as he gazed around, his harsh eyes landed on his pack members, surrounded, wounded, while other laid on the ground dead. Jett had no choice but to surrender or watch everything he had worked so hard for crash to the ground. Taken to the enemy pack, Jett stayed low. Would he fight to take his land back or would he remained a subject to his enemy pack? Would he destroy everything that Alpha holds dear or would he let himself fall into a pit called love especially when that Alpha turned out to be his mate. Follow Jett as he fought the mate bond and his feelings while trying to avenge his pack. FATED TO THE DEMON ALPHA!

“I don’t know how,” I whispered. “Can you show me? Please, daddy.” He should have said no. Instead, he said, “Lie back and open those pretty legs. Let daddy take care of that for you.” When I shattered all over his fingers he looked at me like I was the most devastating thing he’d ever seen and said, “That’s my sweet girl.” Three days later he put me on a plane to London and didn’t look back. ----- She has spent three years across an ocean trying to unlearn her Stepfather; his voice, his hands, the way he said her name like it cost him something. She almost managed it. Then he called to say he was getting married again and he needed her home. Now she’s back in Boston, sleeping under his roof, watching him plan a future with someone else, and pretending she doesn’t still want him the way she did at nineteen. He is doing the same, pretending. Controlling. Building walls and calling it protection. But three years haven’t changed what’s between them. If anything, the distance made it worse. He sent her away once to save her from him. This time, she isn’t leaving. Some things are wrong in every way that matters, and still impossible to stop.

A Dark Addictive Romance 🫦 30 days. One contract. His rules. Maddison Summers never planned to sell herself… until heartbreak and bills left her no choice. “I lost everything in one day… my place at school, my dad’s studio, my house and my boyfriend. Now I’m in a dying billionaire’s penthouse. Corian Van Halen. Billionaire. Possessive. Trouble in every language. One look in his green eyes and I know…. I’m in big trouble. He’s rich enough to make the rules. Reckless enough to break me. I should run. But when the devil calls me his, running feels impossible. And then I find out the worst part… He’s not just my client. He’s the man who owns my dream job. And worse… he’s my ex-boyfriend’s father. Yeah. The same ex who suddenly wants me back. Three years later, I crash into him again… with a little boy who has his eyes. Now Corian wants his son. His woman. His second chance. But I’m not the same girl I used to be. If he wants my heart this time… he’s gonna have to fight for it.”

"What do you want?" he asked. "I want you to f**k me every time I do a good job." Joanne replied. Joanne Belfort didn't want to lose her new secretary job with Billionaire Charles McAllister. Her life hung in the balance. From running away from her abusive mother at home, to going to College and dropping out, and to marrying another deadbeat abuser that wanted to f**k other women that didn't want him, it seems Joanne had never done a single right thing in her entire life. But this was the final straw. After she had left her husband to crash with a former college friend and start a new secretary job, her firm had lost a paper-only bid for Charles McAllister's billion dollar company. And she was blamed for it. Mr. McAllister made a strange demand for compensation; the firm was to release her to him, or they would all face gross consequences for losing the document. Now Joanne must do everything right in her new job to avoid jail time. Will Joanne manage to get it right this time? Does the billionaire want her just for her body, or something else? Is her ex-husband still lurking out somewhere for a second chance? Can Joanne and Charles both handle the oncoming fallout of this spontaneous relationship?

Fairytales don't exist; there is no such thing as happy endings, not for Thomas Evergreen. He witnessed too much death at a young age for that. How could he dream of sunshine and rainbows when all he saw was the blood of innocents tainting the world around him? Thomas lived through nightmares most couldn't begin to imagine. The memories of his past always followed him wherever he went, and if he managed to push them from his mind, the scars on his body made him remember just how cruel the fates truly were. No, for Thomas, he was a dead man walking, numb to the outside world. His only mission now was to keep his wolf in check and prevent anyone from meeting their untimely demise by pissing him off. He had gained a small piece of control in his life; he had finally found a sliver of calm amongst all the chaos. But all of that is about to change. Fate was coming once more, and this time she brought betrayals, lies, and one stubborn she-wolf that would push him past his breaking point. Will Thomas survive the new trials thrown his way? Or would he crash burn, taking everyone he ever cared about with him?

*Abandoning ship isn’t my style. It wasn’t hers either, but our circumstances ripped us apart. Now it’s not just a literal ocean standing between us. Francine Chirilova has no direction. After coming out of the closet leaves her without a family at age 18, the quick witted 25 year old has been forced to survive on her connections and kind personality. Throw in a rapidly decreasing appetite and a tendency to gravitate toward abusive women for a epic shit show. While recovering from her latest 4 year long mistake, she makes a strong, yet unlikely connection with her virtual best friend. Que in recovering alcoholic Vasilisa Krovopuskova, aged 26 from Siberia, Russia. After surviving a grueling upbringing on her own, trust is a difficult concept to grasp. Already having experienced heartbreak once before, she wasn’t looking for anything serious when Francine crash landed into her life via an online sanctuary for lesbians. With an ocean separating the two, neither Francine nor Vasilisa know which direction to swim in. Will they stay on their side of the world, or drown trying to get to the other? *Disclaimer* - Strong mature content. 18+, please Book one. To follow is book two: “Our Blank Canvas.”