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I can’t believe I fell for a man that cares less about me. The days and nights we spent together, everything didn’t make any significance to him. I glared at him with nothing but disgust and bitterness. Cheating on me is one thing but cheating on me with Maria is another. I can’t believe this he is the Kyle I loved. "Get out of my house." I faintly said, I can’t even scream at him, he isn’t worthy of my yells. "Oh come on Tara, don_" "Get the fuck out!" I cut him off ——————————————————————————- Tara is a simple lady whose identity is hidden to keep herself safe. When Tara lies to be in a relationship with a handsome stranger in order to get back at her ex-boyfriend for cheating on her, she carelessly lets in the stranger in her house who is known other than the most wanted criminal in the city; Andrew Black. She and Andrew each have a reason for needing a relationship and agree to pretend to date, of course, Tara has no clue of the reason behind Andrew’s agreement. As they get to know each other, it’s only a matter of time, before they fall in love with each other. Living together, Andrew never told her the truth about himself nor did she tell him about her true identity. In a roller coaster of lies and love, she and Andrew come across each other’s hidden secrets, but what happens when the tables turn and Andrew takes away Tara’s most price possession?

The world has changed. There are humans with extraordinary abilities and the possibilities are endless. They are the Abnormals. Most are allowed to live their normal lives but the government is after those with very specific capabilities. This story follows Chase, a young man with extraordinary abilities who must rescue the woman he loves and fight for his freedom or face death at the hands of a maniacal killer. The only way to do this is to find the Mimic the government is hunting down and stop the killer before he gets to them. Mimic is the first book in an exciting new series that has been described as 'The X-Men meets The Bourne Identity', featuring action-packed scenes, romance and breathless anticipation.

Uzumaki Ryuu is a 17 year old boy who lives a peaceful life from the mountainside of Wakayama, Japan. His carefree lifestyle turned to a wicked survival 500 kilometers away. Unknown place, unfamiliar faces, stimulating courses of events; will he get back home alive? Furthermore, it is somewhere in the Red Light District, a popular town in the City of Tokyo where the legal buying and selling of teens was established. The wealthy were at the top of the social cycle; power, authority, fame, and prestige are in their hands. A commonplace for young children to be sold out by irresponsible families and Servers come to existence from the covetousness of the place, called the Service Hub; 15 years to fortify, will it be the same place again? Let us join the extraordinary boys, watch out for every clue hidden everywhere and see what the future holds for the new generations of the Servers. Unfold the mysteries, secrets, wait- will there be a friendship turning to love? Enemy to lovers? Love at first sight? Fake or true love? Hey, we must highlight the love of parents here. A/N: My first ever published BL story. Hope you like it. This is an art of dedication and hard work. All writers do. If you like my book, please support me. Thank youuuuuuu

Have you ever had a livid dream when you woke up the next morning and found out that you had three babies in the backseat of your car with no clue of where they came from? Well.... welcome to the world of Lorraine Warren. Lorraine was a vet, who had a weird past she couldn't explain when she came across the supernatural at a tender age and all she wanted to do was to prove that what happened to her parents weren't an animal attack, but something much more. But when she tumbles across three kids with no background of who they are...Lorraine might finally have a breakthrough.

This is a story of how a dying god decided to entrust his power to humanity instead of choosing an heir, hoping that they will learn to govern the world on their own. The chosen were called divine alchemists—people gifted with abilities to convert nature elements into specific power . War was inevitable as clans clash against clans with no sign to stop until the enemy is annihilated. The weak were being pushed aside. Some were sold to slavery, while others became a machine used for war. Greed had taken over the planet, and civilizations were starting to crumble. The road to Surmwale features the story of a young boy, named Ivar who witnessed the death of Croven, his god, and was given the latter's remaining power to ensure that god's plan would succeed.

“Yes, I am Dom. Your dom.” Did he say that last part or I imagined it? Letting out a shaky breath, I slid away from his lap. The front of my panties, scraped against his lap slowly as I slid from him and his light grey eyes darkened. I had no idea my pussy was so drenched that it left a mark on his pants. Jesus! Who is this man and what has he done to me? Soon I was seated beside him, his thighs pressing close to mine as we both drank. Electricity kept shooting tingles up my legs and I felt light-headed. He was silent and I suddenly felt nervous like I needed to speak to this deliciously fair man that sat brooding. Clearing my throat, I tapped his leg—unconsciously on the spot my pussy left—and he looked up, smirking at me. My mouth went dry immediately. “Is there something you want?” he asked. “Uh…No, I mean yes. Is this normal for you?” His handsome features morphed into a frown, “Having a girl leave a wet spot on my pants or taking wine in a bar?” I just discovered that my poor, useless, and filthy father who died a month ago left me a luxurious Cabin in Bakersfield. HOW!? Wish I insisted on that question. I shouldn’t have taken the plunge and moved into that house, but I am a broke, poor virgin and will soon be homeless, so I did. It might as well be the worst or best decision I have ever made because, in 12 hours, my life changed. COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER ON THE BOOK COVER!!!! contact the author for it to be removed if there is an issue

DAILY UPDATE — I don't love you. — I muttered. He set his wine aside and stood up, slowly closing the distance between us, and with his fingertips he touched my chin, his gaze wandering to my mouth and then lingering on my eyes. — I don't love you either, princess, and I don't intend to. He said those words with complete coldness and walked away sitting down again and it infuriated me. — Why fight a tournament for my hand then? All this because I'm a princess? — I asked like a shot. — You are a Lancaster princess and I need a worthy heir. — I wish my uterus was dry as the desert sands, Commander. He glared at me and I saw a flash of anger in his black eyes, but at the same instant he hid it and put his cynical smile in place. — So in that case we would have to try many times, dear, until your uterus becomes less dry. I would try for the rest of my life even. — He countered maliciously. In a tournament by the hand of Princess Helena Lancaster her destiny to cross with John Chase, a fearsome commander and warrior, with a peculiar personality. He was everything she detested, possessive, audacious, authoritarian, and dominant in the extreme, and he was the who had the best chance of winning the tournament for her hand. But John Chase was much more than a commander of Corvo Island, he was hiding a dark secret that would change her life forever. An island full of mysterious men, with their own secrets and conflicts, and she would be their lady, soon Helena would discover that a great danger lurks on the island, could she trust her husband to protect her?

A prophecy caused a great chaos in the Vamp-Wolfish Clan making the king of the clan to get distressed and disturbed. An incarnated Lycan will be born and dwell in the human world who will destroy the Vamp wolfish Clan. The innocent young CEO kept having nightmares of weird ancient things which made him lose himself in anger and confusion seeking answers to what they meant. His parents couldn't give him a clue cause they didn't want to spill the dark truth yet. It was going to destroy him especially if he knew about the Vamp Wolfish Clan. It would make the king go on a rampage and kill him. Hiding the truth from the man didn't stop him for digging for answers to his nightmares,he found out the most dreadest and sacred truth of himself and his dark past. This should be kept from everypne he knew especially for the crazy mysterious girl he fell hard for. He was madly in love with her but his most hated enemy took her away from him. His enemy was going to use the girl they both love to destroy him and prevent the Lycans from taking over the kingdom again. His dark past was either going to kill him or make him survive.

"Buzz… Buzz…" Alexia's cell phone vibrated as she sniffed then reached out for her phone which was in her side pocket and when she took it out she realized it was an unknown number. She furrowed her eyebrows. "Who in the world is this?" she soliloquized then swiped her thumb across the screen taking the phone to her left ear. "Hello… am I speaking with Alexia Chaney?" A deep male voice came through the phone as Alexia sat upright. "Yes, this Is Alexia Chaney," She clears her throat. "I heard you can play the guitar and I hope you will like a day's job, you will be paid handsomely for it. Are you interested?" said the man again over the phone as Alexia blinked. "Okay, I am interested. What is the occasion and venue?" She asked. "SBE wine corporation will be launching a new wine tomorrow alongside the birthday celebration of the CEO, Richard Robertson, and there will be a night party at his Estate," The man said as Alexia's eyes popped wide open and she parted her lips. She couldn't believe she just accepted an invitation to perform for a man who just wrecked her show. "I will text you the address, first thing in the morning. Get prepared because it is a big party and Richard loves something exceptional," said the man as he hung up.

On the night of our ninth wedding anniversary, my husband—Damian Grant, the man who ruled the mafia by day and once ruled my heart by night—did not bring me roses. He gave the bouquet that should have been mine to Serena Lane, his personal assistant. Beneath the chandelier where we once danced on our wedding night, he turned to me with that same cold charm he once used to whisper sweet nothings in my ear. “She's pregnant.” Finally, everything fell into place. “She's a picky eater. From today onward, you’ll cook three meals a day for her. And no repeats. “She’s sensitive and hates sleeping alone, so you’ll need to move your things into the guest room.” The room fell silent. I did not raise my voice, nor did I shed a single tear. I simply picked up my packed suitcase and walked to the door. The butler tried to stop me, but Damian did not even blink. “She’ll come back.” He lazily swirled the wine in his glass. “She’ll come back crying and begging within three days.” Our guests burst out laughing. They placed a million-dollar bet right in front of me. They were betting on whether I would be back before the night was over, begging Damian to let me back in like a pathetic stray dog with my tail between my legs. However, they did not know I had already received the family heirloom from my real father. I booked my flight to get far, far away from everyone I used to know. This time, I really left.