She's Got Legs

"I went through so much to find you but you repaid me by having a baby with another man?! How could I ever accept someone like you as my mate?" "I was never accepted by anyone anyway. But dare you or anyone hurt my baby, I will make sure to bring hell to earth." ____ From being the alpha's daughter to becoming the useless omega with a baby, Faith's life was already difficult. She was okay as long as she abided by all the orders of her alpha. But Faith defied an order. She released a prisoner her alpha captured. Little did she know the stranger she saved was Kendrick Blackwood, the Lycan King, and her mate. How is Faith going to protect her baby from danger while facing the hate of the cold-hearted Lycan King? When Faith's past returns and many mysteries unfold, will she find Kendrick beside her or will he become the worst nightmare of her life? Kendrick needs his mate to protect his throne but what if Faith becomes his Karma and slaps back?

The afternoon my critical condition notice was issued, Silas Stenson popped a bottle of champagne in the lab. On social media, a photo showed him and Wynter Keller standing side by side in the golden sunset, their white coats bathed in light. The caption read only one line—'Ten years—it finally worked.' Everyone said he was devoted, that he'd spent ten sleepless years trying to save me. When the nurse, her eyes red, showed it to me on her phone, I was staring at the wavering lines on the monitor. No one knew that the drug had already been perfected a year ago. And I was the only candidate who wasn't allowed to receive it.

Betrayed. Poisoned. Reborn. Nilah was the Silver Moon Pack’s greatest secret, a brilliant medical researcher and the devoted wife of Kendrick. She gave him everything: her genius, her heart, and her life’s work on a cure for silver poisoning. In return, he gave her a slow-acting death. She died with regrets and unwillingness. However, the moon goddess isn't done with Nilah, her life has just begun.

I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor. My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead. When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door. She didn't even look up. "We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been." Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling. "Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?" Curtis answered instead, his voice warm and smug. "You mean the expensive leather bag you kept in the cabinet? I swapped it out for a large party snack box. It holds everything just fine, and honestly, it looks a lot more cheerful. "Ms. May's brother and sister-in-law are both career soldiers. Your bag didn't really match that image, so I thought this would be more appropriate." My vision dimmed. My hands shook as I told Curtis to come donate blood. Eden laughed softly and cut in, "Stop pretending you're anemic just to get attention. If you're actually sick, deal with it. You're at the hospital; I think the doctors are fully capable of keeping you alive. Curtis is afraid of needles. He's not coming." Then, she hung up. She didn't appear until the surgical lights finally went dark. "Curtis had me bring you chocolate milk," she said. "It's good for recovery. It's not that he didn't want to help. He just faints at the sight of blood." She placed a settlement waiver on my bed. "I was the one who told him not to come. That 200-thousand-dollar monthly salary is his pay as my assistant. It has nothing to do with you. You didn't have to call the police for that. Sign this, and I'll go get the marriage license with you." I thought of what I had just seen in the operating room. Eden's brother, Harvey May, was bleeding out on the operating table, waiting for a lifesaving drug that never came. In the final moments of surgery, he could do nothing but lie there and die. I looked at her and said evenly, "You're the immediate family. It's not my place to sign that."

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

Saphira is a beautiful woman with long, light blonde hair and blue-gray eyes, only 25 years old. She is simple and shy, but she is strong and decisive when it comes to work. A harassment situation at her company leads her to move from a small town in Texas to New York. She takes her little savings and CV and tries to get a job. Christopher is the CEO of a large advertising company. When Saphira starts working for him, he maintains his professionalism and detachment, but he can't help but appreciate the girl's beauty. He is always jumping from woman to woman, and his playboy fame is well known, so when he confesses his interest in her on a business trip, Saphira doesn't take him seriously and sets the professional barrier between them very high. Her coldness towards him stirs up the feeling that is born in his chest even more, but Saphira doesn't allow any approach, despite Christopher sometimes seeing in her eyes that the feeling is reciprocal. What would he have to do to conquer the girl who looked like "the girl next door" he's been looking for all his life? And why doesn't Saphira want to give him a chance? What dark secret keeps her away?

In the city of New York, Darltech has become a global brand known by many nations with its headquarters in New York. Duncan built the company under his sweat and leaves it on to his daughter, his only flesh and blood. On the death of her husband, she realizes she’s alone in the cold world. Her mother not being literate in the business world, increased the pressure for her takeover. Kesa Duncan is the heir to Darltech, one of the largest business enterprises in New York. Her father is gone and she steps in to take charge of the company. Her two kids, Debbie and Tyler need to be taken care of properly. They miss the warmth of having a father. With running a multi billion dollar company and two overactive children, she will need all the help she can get. Mason Greenwood is a divorcee with many bills piled up for him, so he needs a job. His ex wife Tania, left him high and dry. When the opportunity calls for him to fill in for another person who rejected the job, he rushes for it.. Kesa is a hard nut to crack and a determined young woman. Ignoring her horror, he instills a sizzling seduction at their first encounter, taking all choices—leaving her stunned and wanting more. Mason has shown her how to embrace her feminine side. She finds that it doesn't limit her—it expands her perspective. She is respected by all her employees. She likes who she sees standing before her The pair begin with fighting the mutual attraction.They seek help and solace amongst themselves. Will their past let them move on to the future or will they be dragged along to pay for their mistakes?

She was labelled a curse. He defied the orders of the pack for her survival. Mayari Moonsbane was born an anomaly – a lone female werewolf that would bow to no one, she was born with a power that no pack could control. She is offered up as a scapegoat, framed for the murder of the pack’s sole heir and nearly executed. Instead of an execution, she had experienced an awakening with attracted the attention of Aysun Ragnor. Aysun is an alpha gone rogue, walking away from a power and a prophecy that had made him feel trapped in an endless cycle of control. Together, they ignite a spark of rebellion – a rebellion written in blood under the moonlight and marked by forbidden desires. Theirs was not a bond formed by destiny, they simply were two lone wolves who refused to conform and now found comfort in each other’s scars. Where the moon demanded their obedience, they defied her and chose each other.

Edwin, loving and loyal husband is stuck with a prostitute in a cheap hotel room. Rosie's eyes prick and her heart is slaughtered when Edwin addresses her ""Fuck you bitch. You whore. How could you?" Rosie had trie dher best to woo him and to give hime the best of his nights, her only incentive being the cash that she could take home with her, but this guy was different. Edwin loved his wife Stella too much to even cheat on her in his dreams. After all Stella was his first love. But there was a lot of trouble in paradise. As fate could have it, Rosie and Edwin bumped into each other a lot of times and Rosie could not help but fall in love with a thorough gentleman, if life could be any less cruel for her love was a forbidden fruit. The home wrecker here works a reverse way out making her customer fall for his wife all over again. Join the journey to see how the home breaker turns into a home mender. Will there be another Love-Triangle? Whose heart is about to break Edwin, Rosie or Stella? Will there be pain , suffering or happy ending? Stay tuned to learn more

My boyfriend, Sam Gibson, had a childhood best friend named Tina Lincoln. She was a star medical student. On the day Sam and I were supposed to get our marriage license, Tina took one look at the tight top I was wearing and flat-out claimed I had been sleeping around for years. She pointed at my chest with obvious disgust. “If men hadn’t been all over you, there’s no way your breasts would be this big.” Sam believed her completely. He started cursing at me, calling me a slut who had sleep with anyone, and refused to go through with the marriage license. I tried over and over to explain, but Tina just sneered at me. “People may be more open-minded these days, but that doesn’t mean you can sell your body and make your chest that big.” She used me as some kind of “example,” started a livestream to lecture people online, and exposed all my personal information. After that, strangers kept sending me disgusting, harassing messages, asking how much I charged for a night. Some even followed me and tried to force themselves on me. I begged her to clear things up for me, but she just shrugged and said, “If you never did that kind of thing, why would people be asking you?” In the end, I was assaulted and killed. And she went on to become a nationally famous influencer doctor, gaining fame and money at the same time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was supposed to get my marriage license with Sam.