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She’s fifteen years younger and his Beta’s last daughter. Can she really be the one he has been waiting for all these years? Lucas Cameron is the Alpha Lord, the Alpha of Alphas, his mother is Lycan Royalty, there is no more powerful werewolf in the world. He is also unmated. Until his 33rd birthday, which happens to be Kelly Killgon’s, Beta Max Killgon’s youngest daughter, 18th birthday……………. . . Not long after they are mated strange, dangerous, deadly, and unbelievable events start to take place. Can the Alpha Lord and his young mate overcome or at least survive all the roadblocks ahead? Who is doing this? Why? When Lucas’s intelligence, strength, and patience are pushed to the edge, will Kelly be his saving Grace or his greatest liability?

Adeline was a journalist. She was a career-driven woman, who would do anything for her passion. she was independent, smart and a strong female lead, who was willing to take risks. What if she had no choice but to pretend to be a guy as part of her job to expose a mafia boss? He was not only a mafia boss but also the god of the underworld. He was all alone throughout his entire life without much knowledge about the female species. What if he caught feelings for Adeline who was disguised as a petite guy with a clumsy attitude? Would he find her true identity? ******************** As I neared him, I stumbled upon the carpet and I landed on his lap with my stomach on his thighs with a yelp. Unintentionally, my left palm made direct contact with his crotch. He jerked at my sudden intrusion, wrapping his arms around my waist. Both of us were too shocked to move, suddenly I could feel him grow harder under my palm, my eyes widened. I couldn't see his reaction, I stood up from his lap as if my ass caught on fire. He was frozen to his spot as if he couldn't believe what happened now. My face flushed with embarrassment. He didn't even take a glance at my face. "I'm sorry, sir, It…” "Let's get back to the office.”I was cut off by his voice. For some reason, my eyes strayed to his crotch and I could see his bulge very much visible on his front. "Mr. Sandros!" he yelled my name. I snapped my eyes to his face to see him already looking at me, my eyes widened. Join the journey of Adeline Sandros

Forget the riches and the popularity. Rissa didn't want any of this as much as she wanted her parents to be around the house. She spent most of her childhood surrounded by strangers who only work as staffs in the mansion. There was nothing she could do to prevent them from always leaving her. This was until her mother bailed someone from jail, a young offender whom they had forgotten. A boy who lost his parents at a young age and was left to face the world alone. After so many years, they bring him back into their lives to stay in their house. Mykel is all grown up now, has tattoos, a handsome face, and a clever mind. The first thing Rissa does was to hate him. She called him a jerk and berates him for being an ex-convict. All that changed with time after Rissa fell for him. But Mykel has a grudge that won't go away. A strong zeal to kill and his target was her parents.

Hope is a seventeen year old Omega. And for as long as she can remember, she has been moving from one pack to another with her widowed mother. Hope is a loner and all she longs for is to be accepted, to have friends and not be bullied. But coming to Crescent Manes, she meets her greatest nightmare in the form of Blake Parker, soon to be the Alpha of Crescent Manes. But Blake the tormentor carries a scar, a burden that no one knows. He holds a dark secret, one if unleashed might just spell doom to the entire race of wolves. ***** "Say it, Hope," he says, his voice dangerously low as he traps me against the cool tiled wall. A shiver runs down my spine and I have to close my eyes. His voice is pulling me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asks. "No." I try to slip away but he grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head. He presses his hard body against mine and I stifle a gasp, aware of every inch of him that is touching me. "You're not going anywhere. We're not done yet." He slides his hand up my skirt even as his lips trail from my neck to my collar bone. And lower. I can feel my resolve weakening as his hand reaches its destination. "Say it," he orders. I moan, dipping my head back. I want to say it, I really do. But I know that if I give in and say the words, there will be no going back.

Vad Wagner is the best IIF agent there is for over a decade. However, his work turned him into a prideful man and his heart into stone. He spent half of his life living with criminals that he developed some psychopathic tendencies. His life turned to turmoil when his body swapped with a teenage girl; Kylo a withdrawn, bullied teen. She explored a ritual that opened a door to the mythical world. Now, Vad has to deal with demons in the body of the weak teen girl. How will he be able to handle it? Will the reserved Kylo be able to handle the life and body of Vad? Will Vad’s reputation help her overcome her fears and trauma along the way? How will they come back to their original bodies? How will they take control of a life so different from their own? Join Vad and Kylo, clash it out against the supernatural and their inner battle against themselves. Disclaimer: Credits to the rightful owner of the pic used in my book cover.

Nicole Ashanti understands why they are unable to love her as she deserves. Her sister, her identical twin sister, is constantly compared to her. She always understand and accept the unfair treatment. But, What if... A man, who she adores a lot, entered in the story but not in her life? The man she loves, is the boyfriend of her identical twin sister. She loves her twin very much. But what if... She felt tired all of a sudden? Is she will gonna accept the reality that she is a big loser in their family? When in fact, she did many sacrifices that only them, sisters, knows?

Life is short; live it crazily with a blend of joy. These are the words of her and when she meets him, she want to change him just the way she is but in a good way. She wants to fill colours in his life, she believes in hope...... but he never believed in it. His life is depressed and hers is full of joy and craziness. Izzah ahmed is beautiful, bubbly, crazy, fun loving girl, living her life to the fullest. She is the girl next door, she lives every moment of her life with fun. She can make anyone smile or laugh with her crazy antics. Ahad hussain is devilishly hot and handsome entrepreneur, the eligible bachelor of India and is sweet, calm and caring. He has everything anyone could ask for. Money, fame, looks but not the perfect personal life. He is fighting with his past demons, hiding something big. A guy with calmness and A girl with craziness. Both are two ends of a pole, will they ever get together??? How will ahad handle izzah's crazy antics??? Will izzah be able to fill colours of rainbow in ahad's life??? *** My first work here and my original work.

SERAPHIM: (CASSIA AND MATHIAS) BOOK II Mathias Black is the head enforcer of the Supernatural Council. When he loses the woman he loves, he vows that he will never love again. Cassia Garron is the daughter of the council's most wanted angel, Lukan Garron. She also happens to be Mathias', true mate. Mathias tries to resist the lure of his enemy's beautiful daughter. But what happens when Cassia's life is in danger and the only one who can protect her is a man that does not want to love?

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.