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The sequel to The Snow Storm tells the story of Owen, the son and brother of the infamous killers at the now well known motel, dubbed the Murder Motel. Owen is just trying to live a normal life, thinking that he has finally managed to put the past behind him, when a new string of disappearances seem to suggest that he is carrying on in his late father's footsteps. But when a copy cat killer goes so far as to frame him for the murders, he needs all the help that he can get to clear his name. That is where journalist Kate Lyston comes in. She believes that he is innocent and works along side of him to prove it. Will they fall in love at the Murder Motel, or will she be it's latest victim?

Heidi Collin, a 16 year girl was bullied everyday. She thought death could be the better option for her. But what if her death changes her life completely. What if even her death was decided and of not her choice? What is her existence? What is she? Who is trying to protect her? And..who is trying to kill her? Note: English is my second language. So, please forgive my grammatical errors. **The book contains violent scenes. Please, read at your own risk. Disclaimer: This is the work of fiction. Please, don't try to copy the part or the plot of the book. I own the characters, plots and all the events. I don't own the cover pic. Please, leave reviews and happy reading...

Finding out about her pregnancy and getting kicked out by the father's family is not something that was in the script of Olivia Bennett's life. After getting rude information that her baby daddy was getting married to someone handpicked by his family, she took her broken spirit and pride away, vowing never again, to trust men. Marcus Salvatore did not want a life of drugs, guns, and death, but he had no choice as the heir of the Salvatore family. Fate led him to his son, whom he didn't know yet. Only after meeting with the mother of the child - His long-lost love, Olivia - did he realize that they still had some unfinished business and passion between them. He will do all he can, both legally and illegally, to rekindle that passion.

He was consumed by hate, while love ripped through me like a storm. We were like two thorns, trapped in a prickly embrace with no escape. We exchanged vows soaked in blood, sealed with a brutal kiss, and bound by bloodied rings, with no happily ever after on the horizon. Marco Costello, my so-called prince, shackled me as his wife, but he was no savior. I used to imagine what our life would have been like if I had said yes all those years ago instead of running away. I'd play Juliette to his brooding Romeo. But fate had a different script for me, casting me as the antagonist, trapped in a cycle of resentment and sadness, like a lost soul wandering through the shadows, unseen and unappreciated. “Till death do us part...” It wasn't a promise of forever, but a sentence to endless torment.

I never wanted to be special. I just wanted to survive. As the daughter of an executed traitor, I've spent seventeen years as a ghost in the Silvercrest pack, tainted blood, forbidden from shifting, watching my mother slowly die while everyone pretends we don't exist. Then Kai Silvercrest comes home. The Alpha's heir. Gorgeous. Deadly. Supposed to marry the Beta's daughter and secure his dynasty. Instead, he takes one look at me and claims me as his mate in front of the entire pack.

The purpose of our lives is to be happy. Curiosity about life in all of its aspects, I think, is still the secret of great creative people. Curiosity about life in all of its aspects, I think, is still the secret of great creative people. There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. When you find that one that's right for you, you feel like they were put there for you, you never want to be apart. — Copyright 2022 © Xyrielle All Rights Reserved No Copy Stories No Plagiarism Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

From the time she was a little girl, Lunus Reens knew what she wanted - to hunt werewolves. But when her first night as a Hunter brings her face to face with a wounded Alpha, she begins to see the human side of these murderous beasts. Confronted with the reality of a werewolf's humanity, Lunus is forced to make a choice. Will she continue in her quest to rid the world of these shape shifting menaces, or will she join Evan Marshal in his quest to find a cure and break the ancient curse which binds The Wolves of Banglador? *Mild language, Adult themes*

Kathleen Callahan lost her parents when she was four years old, knowing completely nothing about them except what her foster parents and others say. She lived her life being looked down on as the only she-wolf incapable of shifting into her wolf. But what happens when she finds the Alpha of her Pack, Nightwind, Lancelot Vance suddenly becoming interested in her even though he has found his own mate? Another question, the pull between them was undeniable, putting them to sin, how will they be able to fight it?

Elora is a twenty one year old she wolf. She is Omega at the Blue Moon Pack. She has been under the watchful eyes of Alpha Issac her entire life. Forbidden from shifting or leaving the pack house, However, one day after escaping into the forest she finds her mate and Alpha Issac is determined to stop anything from unraveling the secrets he has held since the day Elora was born. Can Elora find out the truth about her past and realise her true potential? Or will Alpha Isaac succeed in keeping his secrets safe?

I was in the office bathroom stall when I heard them trash-talking me. The intern I'd trained for three months whined, "She's a heartless witch—like a robot with zero brain cells." I was about to swing the door open when another voice jumped in, laughing. "Documents incomplete." "Receipts don't match." "No signature? Denied." "Seriously, we've all memorized the freaking rulebot's script!" Once they were gone, I headed back to my desk. The intern stormed in and slammed a fat stack of reimbursement forms in front of me. "Don't go on another power trip and block everyone's claims." I skimmed the obviously fake receipts. Normally, I'd tear into her. But this time, I just smiled. "My head's killing me. Can't read the fine print."