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"Why do you keep appearing before me then?" Kenzie shouted, a tear rolled down her left cheek and she sniffled. "Why are you acting hot and cold? You keep confusing me with your actions!" She clenched her fists beside her and continued through gritted teeth, "Why do you keep making my heart waver? Do I love you or do I hate you?" She asked in between sobs. Killian didn't respond but turned and walked out of the building."I'll hate you then." She mumbled then stood up. She walked over to her desk and removed the flashdrive from the computer on her desk. "And I have to be the spy again." ***** Within the werewolves, there's commandments they must follow to keep their identity and one of the commandments is 'Any werewolf that discovers that he has a human mate must immediately reject him/her, this is the pack's law to keep humans away and their secret safe.' But Killian is an Alpha with not only a human mate but with the dangerous hound bloodline that can cause doom for both the werewolves and humans. What will Alpha Killian do with his dangerous and forbidden love? And what will he do once he realized the mysterious beastly murders in town might be his doing, will he keep his mate or let her go to protect her.

I gave birth prematurely, just twenty days before the due date. Two hours after I entered the surgery room, I had a stillborn baby. I did not cry at all. I did not even spare a glance at the dead baby. I endured the pain from childbirth and calmly walked into the hospital nursery. After the door was tightly shut, I turned down the temperature of the air-conditioning. The temperature inside the nursery would be too cold for newborns to bear after an hour. The doctors and parents were begging me on their knees to let their babies live. They screamed and cried. They said I was a mother and hoped that I would understand. Instead, I laughed and said, “Yes, I was a mother. But my baby died!” The gynecologist knelt on the floor and begged, “We may be at fault for not being able to save your baby, but these babies are innocent! “Please don’t be reckless just because you lost your baby! You’re so young. You’ll have more babies in the future.” I gritted my teeth and roared, “But my baby isn’t dead! “She’s still alive. I’ll give you one hour. Bring her back to me!” But I was unsure if she would still be alive after an hour.

My father loved silence. He believed noise was the mark of lesser people, so he installed a decibel meter in our home. Speaking above 40 decibels meant that we would have to pay him 10 dollars, laughing above 60 decibels meant 50 dollars, and crying or throwing a tantrum was a serious offense at 100 dollars per second. The year I turned four, I fell and broke my arm. I did not make a single sound. I bit down so hard that I cracked two teeth, but I saved thousands in noise fees. He praised me for it and called me a "high-value child," one that was worth the investment. I treasured that compliment and observed the rules carefully, keeping the house wrapped in suffocating silence. Then came the stormy night a thief broke in. He had a knife and was creeping toward my mother as she slept, and I watched it all from the gap in the wardrobe where I was hiding. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shriek and wake my father, to do something, anything. However, my eyes drifted to the decibel meter on the wall, and my hand found nothing but an empty pocket. I did not have enough allowance. One scream would cost hundreds, and I simply could not afford it.

His mouth claimed hers with a hunger he’d clearly been holding back for years, tongue sliding deep, slow, possessive. Large hands mapped her body like he’d memorized it from stolen glances—cupping her breasts through her thin top, thumbs circling her nipples until they ached and peaked. “You’ve been driving me crazy,” he rasped against her throat, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “Every time you walked through that door in those little sundresses…” He backed her against the wall, one thigh pressing firmly between hers so she could grind down on the hard ridge of him. Melanie whimpered, already soaked, hips rolling shamelessly. Marcus groaned approval, fingers slipping beneath her skirt to find her drenched panties. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he breathed, stroking her clit through the lace in slow, deliberate circles. “So wet for me already. Been thinking about this?” “Yes—God, yes,” she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. ********** She knew it was wrong, craving her best friend’s father, but it was a sin she was willing to indulge in... damn the consequences, even if that includes a heartbreak.

My name is Caleb Greyson, I’m eighteen, unwanted by my parents, unwanted by God, abandoned by the only boy I ever loved—traded out like garbage for my mother’s sister.So if you’re looking for a happy love story, you will be disappointed.The university of Delaware would save me, or that’s what I thought, somewhere I could forget who I used to be.The old red buildings, beautiful towering trees, sunlight reflecting on ancient stones, everything looked perfect from the outside. Who knew pretty things could have sharp teeth?Now I’m trapped in a cracked room, with Lukas Carter, a closeted, arrogant and angry hockey player, deep in denial for a roommate.Then Tony, sweet, lonely Tony, who built his life around Lukas, gave up his whole future just to be close to Lukas. Standing in the same place for years, just waiting to be wanted.I didn’t want to get close, didn’t want to care. But we’re all slaves to loneliness. Now I’m drowning in secrets, addictions, and the wreckage of boys who only know ruin, need and the ugly parts of wanting too much from people who never promised anything.And Tyler Brown? I don’t want to talk about him.

BOOK #5 Wright-Petrov Series Nursing her broken heart and crushed pride, Abigail Marie Fuentebella Sandoval boldly gatecrashed her ex-fiance's engagement party. As she stood in the corner of the massive hall, she gritted her teeth in pure contempt while witnessing his betrayal. Worst, they looked so happy together. To assuage the searing pain drilling her chest, she drowned her sorrows in several glasses of champagne. Her boyfriend of eight years fathers her scheming stepsister's unborn child. Seeking retribution, she impulsively hooked up with a striking man from the crowd, convinced he was someone of importance. However, she was cruelly ridiculed after discovering he was a pauper, not the prince she had hoped for. She faced immense mockery for presumably "downgrading" from her wealthy ex-fiance, Justin Del Castillo, the President of F&D Group of Companies, to a struggling man who couldn't even afford to take her on a date at her family-owned luxurious hotel. Unbeknownst to everyone, especially to Abigail, she was not mistaken that night. The man she chose was not a mere millionaire, but a BILLIONAIRE. The shrewd business tycoon, CEO Lucas Alexander Montes Wright, the cherished firstborn of the world's richest family and the eldest heir of the Petrov Mafia.

I stared at him, wide-eyed, aware of the heat from his body, rolling off in waves. Awareness swept through me, my stomach clenched and wetness flooded my core as I felt his nearness; and I sighed. He gripped a handful of my hair with an oath and brought his mouth down on mine, his hard lips slanting as they claimed my mouth. His heavy, strong body forced me against the wall and I trembled with need and fear… I was rigid for a while, unable to understand what was happening. My body begged me to hold his shoulders, to stroke him, to let go. But my almost Puritanical upbringing made me stay stiff and resistant. Till he sank his teeth into my lower lip and I opened my mouth in a gasp. * When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends the reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise. She runs away. What happens next? Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves. *

Diego could not control his anger when he becomes a feral beast during his transformation. The time is approaching when he is given a chance to be the next Alpha of their pack, following the steps of his father. With the powerful legacy his father will leave, he must be strong, smart, and the best enough among the werewolves. His brother is his rival for the legacy, and he knows that they both hate each other. It will be a terrifying fight for them. Diego knew that he should find a way for him to be the next Alpha and make his father proud. Until he found Gabriella, a mortal, from the village of a prominent kingdom. She was beautiful and kind like a primrose. Every man wanted her, especially the princes of the kingdom, who were even fighting each other to marry her. When she was dressing up for her wedding, she accidentally got lost in a deep forest where people forbid everyone in the village to not go, for werewolves and vampires are lurking there. Running away was her best choice, but when she turned her back to run, she came across the most feral and dangerous monster she has ever seen. With gnashing teeth, piercing red eyes, and hugeness, the werewolf Diego was planning to devour her... if it weren't for her emerald eyes that calmed the beast in him... and established majestic sanity he has never felt.

CLAIMED BY THE FOUR ALPHAS WHO ONCE BROKE ME In the Silvercrest Pack, strength is everything—and Lena has none. Born an omega, she was the lowest of the low. When her parents died mysteriously, the whispers began. A cursed child. A burden. A nobody. No one stepped in when her uncle sold her to four powerful alphas to pay off his debts. Why would they? Omegas like her didn’t matter. She became their servant. Their shadow. Cleaning up after them, enduring punishments she didn’t deserve, and learning to disappear. Until everything changed. On her twentieth birthday, something impossible happened—she found her mate. Not one. Four. The same four alphas who once treated her like she was nothing are now bound to her by fate. And worse? She's the only one who can carry their heir. Suddenly, they want her. Crave her. Need her. But Lena is no longer the broken girl they once ignored. And if they think they can claim her now without consequences… They’re about to learn that the omega they shattered has teeth—and she’s not afraid to bite back. They all want her and didn’t want to share but why even chose one of them when she can chose all four?

Not long after getting married to my husband, he says he wants to teach me how to scuba dive. My leg cramps when I'm practicing alone in the deep sea. However, my husband, a swimming instructor, chooses to save his unattainable love—she's jumped into the sea to commit suicide. I don't ask him for help. Instead, I allow myself to slowly sink. In my past life, I stopped my husband from leaving. He saved me with gnashed teeth and allowed his first love, Millie Quirke, to drown. By the time he went to save her, she'd already disappeared in the water. He comforted me and told me it was okay, that he was glad he'd saved me. However, one night, he brought me back to the seaside. Just as I let my guard down, he grabbed my neck and plunged my face into the water. Then, he dragged me out before I could suffocate. "You were just cramping—it would've passed! But Millie got dragged away by the current because of you! You can remain in the ocean with her!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day I was scuba diving.