Teddy Christmas Chronicles

I drive a Rolls-Royce to the venue where my high school reunion is held. When my former classmates ask me how much the Rolls-Royce costs, I tell them that it belongs to the company. They begin telling everyone behind my back that I work as a company driver, and that I'm not living a good life at the moment. Then again, the car does belong to the company. It's just that the company is mine.

This is the story of a girl who’s fantasies and traumas begin to blend with her reality till the lines become so blurred she’s not sure which one is actually the reality

Three part book series.The human werewolf | The Halfbreed Alpha | The Rouge Luna.Three seventeen year olds with different fates navigate their life in Avalon Academy, the mandatory boarding school in Avalon, the home of all werewolves.The Human Werewolf.Cora is a wolf who has lived all her life in the human world and not made her first shift yet due to her childhood trauma. When her father finally has a shot at being Alpha of his pack, he moves his family to Avalon. Cora is enrolled into Avalon Academy and given a guide, a senior named Everett who unknowingly to her is her mate. Everett can feel the mating bond but Cora cannot. She falls for young Alpha Noah while Everett suffers in silence. With her future hanging in the balance, Cora must make her first shift for her survival. The Halfbreed Alpha. She is kidnapped from the human world after her dangerous shift almost puts the werewolf existence in danger. She is the halfbreed daughter of the pure blood lycan pack, daughter of Alpha Eli.After her first shift, it is evident that even though she's not a full blooded lycan, she is stronger than most. She trains hard and fast to earn her place in her father's pack. If she succeeds, she might get in line for the Alpha throne. Unfortunately Alpha Noah, the head of a rival pack is her mate and her pack forbids marrying outside of the pack. She must choose between love or the position of being Alpha.

Jace Steadman. My best friend’s father. Older. Controlled. Quiet in a way that makes my pulse stutter. A man who never looks twice at anyone… Except this time, he looked at me. One glance at my ruined makeup and shaking breath, and suddenly he felt too close. Too warm. Too dangerous. His voice was gentle when everyone else had been cruel. And when he sat beside me beneath the glow of the fire, I felt something I hadn’t felt in years: Wanted. Not sweetly. Not politely. But with a quiet, restrained hunger that made my heart slam against my ribs. To distract me from the pain—and to stop himself from touching me—we made a game of it: Twelve days. Twelve dares. No rules… except the ones we couldn’t stop breaking. A whispered challenge in the dark became a dare. A dare became a touch that lingered too long. A touch became a pull neither of us knew how to resist. He shouldn’t crave me. I shouldn’t crave him back. But the more we tried to stay respectable, the more our restraint fell apart. The lodge turned into a minefield of temptation—Christmas lights, stolen glances, near-kisses that burned hotter than the fire. Jace wasn’t just a man I wanted. He became the man I couldn’t stop fighting—and falling—for. If anyone finds out, my life falls apart. His reputation shatters. Everything explodes. But desire doesn’t care about consequences. And this Christmas, I’m done being careful. Done being quiet. Done pretending I don’t want the man who looks at me like I’m the first real taste of life he’s had in years. Twelve days. Twelve dares. One forbidden man I can’t walk away from… even if he ruins me.

She wanted love. Then she met the man who wore a helmet and changed everything. Levrae Vause was a sweet and rich girl who only wanted someone to love her not her money. She moved far from home to start a new life. There, she met Jax. He was kind, funny, and charming. For five long years, Levrae gave him all her heart. But Jax was hiding something big. He never stopped loving his ex-girlfriend, Eleanor. He only dated Levrae because of her father’s money. When Levrae found out the truth on a Christmas cruise, her heart broke into tiny pieces. She ran to the bar, cried, and drank... and that’s when she met Kieran Snow a quiet man who wore a helmet and never showed his face. One wild night brought them together. Levrae asked Kieran to help her get revenge on Jax. The plan? Pretend to be a couple. Hold hands. Take cute pictures. Make Jax jealous. But fake feelings started to feel real. Kieran was gentle, kind, and always there when Levrae cried. She started falling for him without meaning to. He fell for her too but she was scared. Scared to love again. Scared he’d leave too. Then the real storm hit. Jax and Eleanor tried to ruin everything. Jax lied and told the police Kieran stole money. Eleanor tried to hurt Levrae, but Kieran drank the poison instead. Levrae was blamed and thrown in jail, crying and scared. But love never gives up. Kieran lived. The truth came out. Jax and Eleanor were both arrested. And Levrae? She was free and ready to stop running from love. At the end, Kieran didn’t give her a ring. He gave her a helmet with her name on it. And she said yes.

“What are you doing?” Chad hissed, his tone low and sharp “Playing the part,” Jasmine whispered back, patting his chest as if calming a restless dog. “Relax, Mr. Blackstone. You hired me for this, remember?” Jasmine turned her attention to Ava, her smile turning just a shade sharper. “Hi, I’m Jasmine. Chad’s fiancée.” *** Chad Blackstone is a self-made billionaire with a cold demeanor, his heart frozen after a devastating betrayal by the one woman he trusted—Ava Reeds. When Ava unexpectedly reappears, determined to rekindle their relationship, Chad devises a bold plan to show her he’s moved on and that's where she comes in—Jasmine Withers. A fiery, no-nonsense woman who’s nothing like the superficial socialites Chad is used to. What begins as a calculated business arrangement quickly spirals into a whirlwind of scandal, rivalry, and unexpected passion. In a game of love, revenge, and redemption, who will come out on top—and who will end up heartbroken?

I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands. As book one ends, book two: ON YOUR KNEES MR. BILLIONAIRE starts immediately

Step into the shadows where the lines between right and wrong blur into pure, pulsing pleasure… The **Raw Ecstasy Chronicles** is a sinful collection of standalone taboo erotica that dares to explore the most forbidden desires. Each scorching book drags you into a world where age gaps burn hotter, family ties twist into obsession, sacred vows shatter under lust, and power imbalances ignite the filthiest surrender. From a naughty mall elf on Santa’s lap to a grieving stepdaughter claimed in her childhood bed… from a devout parishioner tasting heaven between a nun’s thighs to a captive mafia princess spit-roasted as payment… every story drips with heart-pounding risk, breathless tension, and raw, unfiltered ecstasy. These are the lovers society condemns, the touches no one should crave, the secrets that could destroy everything—yet feel so damn good they’ll ruin you in the best way. If you’ve ever fantasized about the one person you’re not supposed to want… If “we shouldn’t” only makes you wetter… If forbidden feels like freedom… Welcome to the **Raw Ecstasy Chronicles**. One taboo at a time, we’ll set your fantasies on fire. Warning: Extremely explicit. 18+ only. Proceed at your own delicious risk.

The tragedy of being alone and lonely changed when you crossed paths with people who would do anything for your happiness. Of those people was Apollo River, a man you have admired from afar for so long. You come from a middle-class family in a neighborhood only blocks away from turf wars. While Apollo was born on the higher end, people were stuck up and greedy. You will become each other's most excellent fortune. But you both share a dark secret. Strategic bloody romance. Can you handle it?

An ancient prophecy, a lost princess and a handsome prince. What more could anyone ask for? Meet Sylvie, your average, if not slightly more than averagely clumsy waitress. She lives a quiet uneventful life until Xander unexpectedly comes crashing into it. Join the two of them in the struggle against the demon lord for the fate of the world. Is everything as it seems or does fate have some dark twists in store for our heroes?