Shadow Spin Dash

I bet you’ve heard the story about the player that gets played. Yes, that’s me, Dylan Ashford. I am in an open relationship with my long-term girlfriend, and when I realize she is only using me for my name, I discover I am in too deep until I meet her, the girl with the brown eyes that make my world spin upside down, and believe I still have a chance of the love I always dreamed of. People see me as a Joker and a Playboy, but deep down, I am a romantic, and I need to find my own true love. Watching my big brother fall in love gave me hope. My name is Joanna Thompson, but my friends know me as Jo. I work in a security firm, and after a traumatic breakup with my ex, I am looking forward to finding my true love, but my head gets turned by the one person I absolutely despise for everything that he represents. Dylan Ashford is everything I always hated in humankind. He is cocky and a player. This book can be read as a Standalone, but for better comprehension, you should read The Big Shot first. This is book number two of The Ashford book series.

A civil war is on the verge of erupting in the western part of Africa, Nigeria. Two boys are lost in the shadow of the war and must make their way out of the dark shadows. No matter what it takes.

In the rugged, mist-shrouded forests of the Pacific Northwest, three werewolf packs vie for dominance: the Silver Claw Pack, the Red Fang Pack, and the ruthless Black Shadow Pack. At the heart of the conflict is Samantha "Sam" Lykos, the youngest daughter of Alpha Mike of the Silver Claw Pack. A rare hybrid of pure strength and cunning intellect, Sam is the key to uniting or destroying the packs. Her childhood nemesis, Alpha Kevin of the Red Fang Pack, becomes her unexpected ally and soulmate as they face the tyrannical Alpha Zane of the Black Shadow Pack, who seeks to claim Sam as his mate to cement his rule. Love and war collide in a tale of primal passion, brutal battles, and a bond that could save them all.

A contract bride, a father's life saved, but she hides a heartbreaking secret: a son, the spitting image of him. How will a year-long contract end when the shadow of old vengeance threatens to expose the truth?

Harta, tahta, tanpa wanita. Begitulah garis hidup yang dijalani seorang Dewa August Lee saat ini. Pernah satu kali menikah lalu bercerai, satu kali bertunangan kemudian batal di tengah jalan, dan satu kali menjalin kasih dengan istri sahabatnya lalu ditinggal, pas lagi sayang-sayangnya. Semua itu membuat Dewa menyerah pada takdir. Sudah enggan menempatkan hati kepada seorang gadis, sampai dirinya bertemu dengan Rindu Anahita. --- “Ngomong-ngomong, jadi anggota dewan itu enak, ya, Pak!” kata Rindu memasang senyum terbaiknya. Melangkah mundur untuk bersandar pada dinding lift. “Biar pun tidur pas rapat paripurna, gaji sama tunjangan tetap jalan terus.” “Kamu mau nyinggung saya?” Kedua alis Dewa itu mengerut seraya berbalik dan memangkas jaraknya dengan Rindu “Bapak tersinggung?” Rindu bertanya balik. Memasang wajah terkejut lalu menutup mulut dengan kedua tangan sejenak. “Bapak juga pernah tidur pas rapat?” “Enggaklah!” Dewa menjawab tegas tapi geregetan. “Baguslah!” Rindu dengan berani mengangkat dagu untuk mempertemukan maniknya dengan Dewa. “Mendingan juga tidur sama saya! Iya, kan, Pak!” ~~~ Spin off ~ Me and My Broken Pieces ~ Broken

"Whose child is this?" His voice was cold and icy, blood shot eyes drilling holes in her watery ones. Scared, she cowered back only for her back to met the wall. A sob of pure horror left her parched throat, her hands lifting up to shield her already bruised face. "I asked," He stepped dangerously closer to her, his hot breath fanning the back of her hands. His sandalwood scent which used to calm her nerves in past, today did nothing other than heightening her fear. "Whose." His rough hands yanked her soft ones from her face, before clasping her jaw tightly, his fingers digging in her bruised skin making her wince. "Child" He whispered deadly, leaning down till his stern lips were brushing over her quivering ones. Tears after tears dripped down her cheeks. "Is in your stomach?" His already tight hold had tightened in bruising manner, making her flinch hard. Her head began to spin in fright, darkness invading her vision. Her heart pleading for some miracle. That wasn't the first question, her husband was supposed to ask her on her wedding night.

Amelia never believed in the legends whispered about the forest. Until one night, beneath the full moon, her eyes met his—eyes that burned gold and promised danger. Shadow isn’t human. But he isn’t a monster, either. He is something ancient. Exiled. Desired. Cursed. He warned her: “I’m a problem you don’t need.” But she had already chosen him. And now… there’s no turning back. In a world where secrets breathe beneath the skin and packs don’t forgive weakness, Amelia and Shadow are fated to burn. Between howls, stolen kisses, and wars whispered in the dark, a forbidden bond awakens—a pull as fierce as it is fatal. A romance as wild as the full moon. A passion that could save them… or consume them both.

"What do I do, huh?" he nips softly on the skin of my neck as he thrusts in and out of me gently, holding onto me as though I was the most delicate thing in the world. "Tell me how to make it right, baby." He mumbled into my neck, his strokes growing deeper. My eyes met his vulnerable grey ones, and as I looked into the eyes of the man who broke me, I couldn't hold his gaze much longer because of how they seemingly appealed to me and made me waver. Pressing a kiss to his jaw, I whispered, suppressing a moan. "Bandages don't x bullet holes. You cannot x what you have already broken, Sean Wellington, because it's unxable." •••• Sekani Salvador never knew what it felt like to be truly loved, and even when she loved, it had to be a man she wasn't supposed to fall for, Sean Wellington, who happened to be the boyfriend of her twin sister, Simone Salvador, who loathed everything she stood for. Sekani could have sworn that she could never have him but all it took for fate to spin the bottle was one night of vodka and mistakes that she couldn't take back.

Madeline has been killed. Not by an enemy or a rival pack; not even by the rebellious rogues that roam the kingdoms. No. Madeline has been killed by someone close to her heart. Her mate, Damien— lycan King of the empire of Ker. To hide his affair with her best friend and daughter of a very troublesome rogue pack, Damien rejects her and then kills her. However, fate is not blind. The moon goddess hears her plea and she is reborn. She wakes up 3 months before the incident and now has to alter the very course of time. In this second chance, she will use any means necessary to get her revenge and make those two pay. Even if it means siding with the dangerous alpha ruler of the growing rebellion, Axel Black. Even if it means losing herself to his serpentine tongue. She would take everything her mate had; including his precious throne— and nothing would stop her. But when sparks begin to fly between the ruined queen and this strange rogue she has made a volatile deal with, can Madeline hold on to the revenge cogs she has begun to spin? Especially when this rogue only has one goal in mind— to destroy her mate and all the royals in Ker— not excluding her, of course.

When I find out about that woman's existence, it turns out that they've been dating for a very long time. Simon Jensen protects her very well. Even though he's already attended banquets with her and has introduced her to all of his friends, I still have yet to see any of her photos. Heck, I don't even know her name. If it weren't for the fact that Simon was unable to resist that woman's coquettish pleading and brought her to the fashion show press conference as a brand investor, I'd probably remain in the dark forever. At this moment, I stare at Simon from far away, who's currently gazing at his lover standing on the runway. There's a hint of a gentle smile in his eyes. The camera flashes keep clicking. One of the reporters can't resist asking, "Mr. Jensen, are you a fan of Angela Stewart as well?" Simon never averts his gaze from Angela. He replies, "No. She's the love of my life." So, it turns out the cold and aloof Simon is capable of doting on a young woman to this degree. I spin the dull wedding ring around my ring finger subconsciously. That's when I realize how meaningless this marriage actually is.