Novel & Cerita Shay Patrick Cormac

Three years ago, Serena Blackwood was the Capital's most notorious villainess. Accused of drowning the Prime Beta's daughter, she was exiled to The Silent Abbey, a hellhole meant to break rebellious wolves. Everyone thought she would return broken, stripped of her pride. They were wrong. Serena returns not as a sinner, but as a Queen. Riding a rare Jade-Eye stallion and draped in Moon-Silk, she is more beautiful, more lethal, and more arrogant than ever. Her ex-fiancé, Alpha Patrick, rejects her for a "gentle" white lotus? Serena laughs and throws the mating token back in his face. The nobles want to humiliate her? She knocks out a Prince's fangs in the middle of the street. "I am not here to repent," Serena whispers, her golden eyes glowing with a predatory light. "I am here to rule." But she has a secret. The Alpha King doesn't just tolerate her wildness—he spoils her rotten. And as the Shadow Council moves in the dark, Serena reveals her true form: a Silver Wolf of legend, the only one capable of saving—or destroying—the Kingdom.

"One Decision" follows eighteen -year-old Freya Myers, a brilliant but broken foster teen, as she teeters on the edge of a new beginning-and a hidden nightmare. With a perfect GPA and dreams of opening a bookstore, Freya is determined to escape a system that's failed her. When a wealthy Southern family unexpectedly adopts her and whisks her away to a private estate in Georgia, it feels too good to be true. Because it is. The mansion is beautiful. The people? Picture-perfect. But behind the polished smiles and choreographed greetings lies something Freya can't quite name-yet. Strange rules. Watchful eyes. Whispers behind closed doors. And her new "brothers," who know more about her than they should. As Freya digs deeper into the family's secrets, she's forced to confront her past and a chilling truth: she may not have been saved... she may have been chosen. Dark, gripping, and emotionally raw, One Decision is a psychological coming-of-age thriller that explores what happens when the price of belonging may be your freedom-or your soul.

‘I knew it was too good to be true.’ ‘They made us seem like they had a perfect marriage.’ ‘She’ll be stupid if she forgives him.’ ‘Poor Valerie. I can only imagine what she’s going through right now.’ My mother snatched my phone from me. “I told you not to read those comments, Valerie.” I scoffed. “I already feel miserable. Those comments wouldn’t make me feel any worse.” “Will you forgive him?” My mother asked. A part of me wanted to forgive him. I still loved Patrick. But I couldn’t move past such betrayal. ~•~ When Patrick Banks discovers his wife, Valerie’s, alleged infidelity with her co-star, he ends their marriage in an instant. Valerie’s desperate attempts to clear her name only led to a devastating revelation that made her give up on her marriage. Years later, fate brings them face to face. Will they be able to forget, forgive, and rebuild, or will the wounds of betrayal prove too deep to heal?

Alison, raised and educated in genetic mutation laboratories, is finally able to feel the long-awaited sensation of freedom when an accident occurs at Corfin's facilities. Upon being in the new world for the first time, Alison finds herself lost in society and does not mind being hostile to anyone who may refer her to danger and imprisonment. Freedom for her is not having someone to repress or command another, it is the right to do her will and desire, and when she sees that the new world does not suit her precepts, her wild side wakes up calling the attention of the authorities in the region. Alison Seventh-B.Corfin isn't going to hand herself over and be the meek wolf she was in her sector, she's going to destroy anyone who wants to imprison her again, not caring if the being smells amazingly like oranges and azaleas. x Patrick Bouvier has to prove to his people that he is capable and worthy of leading one of the two remaining ancestral packs, but he didn't know that the test for this would be dealing with the problems that his mate brought him. What can he do to save her from herself? And what will he have to do to save her from her kind, or vice versa? His partner is in danger and family dramas for both will erupt to further complicate things in the midst of a pre-collapse of the peace treaty. What will come out of it all?

I called my wife, a forensic specialist, after learning that my in-laws were involved in a car accident. It was on the 80th call that she finally answered, "I'm just trying to celebrate Justin's birthday for him. What's wrong with you? Can you not get jealous over just about anything?" I informed her that Mom, Dad, and sister had died in a car accident, and that she should hurry back to arrange for their funeral. To my surprise, she scoffed at my suggestion and replied, "What does your family's death have to do with me?" She was not involved in the funeral arrangements at all. On top of that, she even falsified evidence for her love interest—the culprit who killed her family—in court as a forensics specialist. Eventually, on the day I informed her of my intention to divorce, she threw a fit. "Patrick, it's just the death of a few of your family members. Justin didn't do it on purpose. It was just an accident. "Moreover, it's because of your parents' and sister's carelessness on the road that led to the accident. Why are you making things difficult for me and insisting on divorce? I've truly misjudged you…" Noticing the indignance in her response, I finally understood. It seemed she had no idea that it was her family that died in the accident all this while.

He gave her pussy lips one last, long stroke, and then he moved one finger to her slick channel. He probed it carefully, moved in an inch, paused. When she whimpered and thrust her hips up, he slid in deeper, waited again. Good God, she was wet, and warm, and tight. She was perfect, and she was all his. When she opened her eyes and stared up at him, silently begging and pleading, that was when he added a second finger and slid home. Her whole body jerked in reaction, and both her cry and her eyes were wild. Fuck, yeah, his little hellcat was back – and he hoped he had the scratches to prove it later. **** Eight months ago, Warren “Derby” Kane took one wrong turn, and ended up trapped inside the Fallen Angels MC. Patched in, owned by the club president, and racing toward a dead end, Warren knows his life is already forfeit. What he doesn’t know is that the road he’s on is about to lead him to the one woman who could make it worth living... if she doesn’t hate him first. Six years ago, Shaylene Alcott clawed her way out of the Highway Hellions. So when she’s kidnapped by the Fallen Angels and locked in a remote cabin with Warren, her worst nightmare comes true. He’s everything she despises… or so she tells herself. Stranded together, Warren and Shay discover shared scars, shared rage, and one impossible truth: for the first time, they have a choice. Freedom. Each other. But choosing love means running forever – and the Fallen Angels don’t forgive. When the past comes hunting, will love be enough to keep them alive?

Christmas magic is in the air at the Santa Clause Ball! Will it lead to love? Growing up in a town called Mistletoe Mountain, it's no wonder I love Christmas. My parents named me appropriately, too. You can't get much more Christmas-y than Holly Lane Garland! This Christmas is going to be even more magical than usual--I can just feel it! At the annual Santa Claus Ball, I meet an amazing man who makes my heart play "Jingle Bells." There's just one problem--well, maybe two. I have no idea what his name is--or what he looks like. (Did I mention the Santa Claus Ball is a masquerade?) Searching for my perfect man leads me to make a new friend. Patrick is amazing, and we have so much in common. He loves Christmas, too. But I think he has a girlfriend. And, well, he's just not the guy who kissed me under the mistletoe. Or is he? Will I find love before Santa arrives, or will I lose my chance at mistletoe magic? If you like sweet, clean Christmas romance novels that get you in the mood for the holidays, you won't want to miss this new romance from the author of Melody's Christmas, Christmas Cocoa, and All I Want for Christmas is Pooch!

Elsa Williams, daughter of Mr Williams Patrick, a driver to Billionaire tycoon Mr Jake Davidson,got into a make or break situation when she was forced to cohabitate with the Davidson's identical twin Son's with contrasting personalities, Jarvis and Jethro in their father’s mansion. She found herself drawn to the good-natured Son Jarvis while Jethro, the junkie detested her with the mindset of tagging her a gold digger. Unhealthy competition arose between the brothers due to their father's preferential treatment towards Jarvis,and Jethro knew to spite his brother,he had to use his only weakness. Love! The love bond between Elsa and Jarvis was a platonic one, but put to test when Jethro claims to have sex with Elsa with believable evidence, while Elsa stood against his word as mere fallacy claiming her virginity was still intact. Elsa’s life got more complicated when her relationship with Jarvis shattered and her direct supervisor at work Dylan Cooper started crushing on her and was always hovering around her claiming to be her fated lover.When things got worse Elsa had to end her relationship with jarvis. Would Elsa's claim be acceptable by the Davidson’s and their love preserved, or would Jarvis bail out on her? Would Elsa give Javis a second chance to rekindle their love once again? Would Jethro eventually achieve his aim to spite his brother using Elsa? Was Dylan truly Elsa's fated lover?.

My husband's protégé boasted she could disarm bombs blindfolded, relying on her so-called intuition. Her reckless misjudgment triggered a bomb's secondary detonation sequence, endangering an entire building. I intervened, using the dangerous liquid nitrogen condensation method to save the day. As a result, Rita Smith was removed from frontline duties and placed under investigation. Patrick Munoz tried to defend her, but I stopped him cold. "If you back her now, you won't just fail to save her. You'll be dragged down with her." Crushed by the pressure, Rita staged an accident that killed her, leaving a letter blaming him for abandoning her in her hour of need. He said nothing, only preserving her letter in his study. Years later, he became a nationally renowned bomb disposal expert. During a terrorist attack, I was strapped to a timed explosive. He arrived to defuse it but repeated Rita's fatal mistake. As the timer ticked down, he gave a bitter laugh. "Rita was just nervous back then. If I'd supported her, she'd be a hero today." The bomb detonated, leaving nothing of me behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the point when he tried to defend Rita. He didn't know that the building housed the nation's top-secret core server.

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."