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Faeries are real. That was hard enough to stomach, but now, they’ve drafted Rhychard Bartlett into their way. At least they gave him a sword. A sword for crying out loud! Everyone else has guns and magic, and the Guardian only gave him a glowing sword. Some men strive to be heroes. Not Rhychard. Not even a little. Rhychard just wants t go home and propose Renny Saunders. However, a blood-curdling scream changes the course of his life forever. Surrounded by a two-and-a-half foot ellyll, a 300-pound coshey, and a street hooker, Rhychard squares off against the demon, Vargas, to keep him from building a Gateway to the Nether, still with nothing but a glowing sword. As if that wasn’t tragic eno

MAGIC’S MATE: A witch with broken magic moves to Bull Creek to help the alpha defeat a pack of renegade coyotes shifters.MATE’S APPEAL: She moved to Bull Creek to escape an abusive past. He was sent to avoid going to jail. Together, the find their future.MATE’S TOUCH: A detective from Pensacola arrives in Bull Creek to track down the murderer of a primary witness in a murder case.MY LOVER’S MATE: She escaped to Bull Creek when confronted with the paranormal world only to fall in love with a bear shifter. Then her fiancé shows up.MY MATE’S WIFE: She was in an arranged marriage, but her true mate moves to Bull Creek, and she needs to follow her no matter the cost to her marriage.Dive into this

My mom gets buzzed at the family dinner and insists on burning my admission letter. She says, "You're a guy, and yet you can't get into Horvard University! What makes you think you can study at any university now? You might as well quit studying altogether!" I try to stop her from doing so, only for my dad to stop me instead. "It's just a stupid scrap of paper. Don't put a damper on your mom's mood, now. Can't you just retake the college admission exam?" Just like that, my fruit of labor gets burned to ashes. When I'm studying for the exam again, Mom keeps inviting people home for drinks. All I do is utter one complaint, and I get beaten to death by her drinking buddies. When I open

The notice of my mother's layoff sat on the kitchen table. Rent was due in three days. My younger brother's tutoring fees were already two weeks late. And my little sister, Stephanie, clutched her acceptance letter to the local public arts high school like she'd done something wrong. None of this would be happening if it weren't for me. My illness had taken everything our family had saved. I stayed in my room, leaning against the door, wanting to tell them I'd drop out of treatment—but I couldn't bring myself to open it. "Why did he have to fall sick?" My mother was crying, her voice low and tight, like the words were being forced out of her. "If it were just you both, Stephanie and Jam

I was born with a strange condition. I couldn't recognize faces and could only identify people by their clothes. Vincent Lancaster, my boyfriend, never minded. He said it didn't change the way he loved me. That was, until our wedding day. He answered a phone call. His childhood friend, Grace Langley, was in labor, life hanging by a thread, and she demanded he come immediately. My voice shook with despair. "Vincent! If you drive away now, we'll never be husband and wife!" But he left anyway, not looking back. Grace had always loved seeing him in white, so he threw aside the black suit I had sewn for him with my own hands and changed into white. A year later, Vincent returned. By then,

Robbie Garvie and Samantha (Sam) Laplow have always been best friends until Sam returns home from her study abroad program engaged. Shocked, jealous, and confused Robbie joins the army to escape his emotions and hide the truth of his father's death. Will their friendship survive the hardships of adulthood or will they be forced to go their separate ways?

Everything in Samantha Conners' life seemed to be in a holding pattern. Her sailboat racing season had fallen through, and she was stuck in a dead end job that barely covered the bills. If it wasn't for the fact that her sister and niece were depending on her, she would have never been out on the water the day the billionaire's boat ran her over. Robbie Saunders is convinced that he is the screw-up younger brother of billionaire Jack Saunders. One of his biggest rules was to never go out drunk on the water, but with the impending death of his father, he took the boat out after drinking to try and gain some clarity. Instead, he ran over Sam and barely managed to save her from drowning.

Penny Luther is a passionate werewolf romance writer who works in a writing and publishing agency in Washington, New York City. Penny tried so hard to achieve her dream of becoming a top Author. However life seemed harsher than she thought. Her colleagues hated her to the bones and going to work suddenly felt like a fiery path to walk through. Not until she came across Stiles Humphrey, the Ceo of the biggest fashion industry and he decided to help change her Career status from Zero to Zenith. However along the line, Penny learnt about the shocking truth of the Ceo which ended up putting her in a tight spot and also endangering her life. What happens next?

She was a lone wolf. Yeah, she has a pack but it's a place where she does not belong to. She was seen as an outcast. She is just another omega in her own pack. Wait, did I just call her an omega? She is definitely worse than being an omega, she's just a worthless slave in her own pack. Everything turned sour for her when she completed eighteen and still without a wolf. She was sold as a bride to the alpha of her pack. What happens when she finds herself being mated to the alpha prince on the same night she is being wedded away. Would everything turn around for her or she will still have to continue in her slave life?

The tree I fell from was rotten. It's leaves were rotten, it's bark was rotten, and it's roots were rotten. Unfortunately, I am an apple that didn't fall far from that rotten tree. I was groomed in the shadow of that rotten tree and sprayed with poison to ensure I would be nothing but it's germinated seed. My earliest memories are dark and painful. My most vibrant memories are coated in crimson red and shame. The small pieces of my soul that I kept hidden and protected are the only parts of myself I can tolerate. The rest of who I am... The despicable trash that haunts my dreams... I hate. Death is the only answer to my life. Not love. I don't deserve love. A tainted apple is never p