The 0 Tails

This is a story about a Ceo named Jonathan who's a cold man but slowly opens up to his love interest “Marley” and they get through the drama and pain together. They slowly fall in love with each other and felt a connection.

When the zombie apocalypse hit, pets leveled up into guardians. Three per person. That was the cap. My buddy dropped serious cash on three Caucasian Shepherds. My landlord dumped his fish and started raising crocodiles. My girlfriend bolted to the zoo and came back with a lion. Me? I had three strays. Bubba—blind. Missy—lame. Snowy—barely a month old. The second the system locked pet slots, I knew I was screwed. I barricaded myself inside with my three "broken" cats and kept my head down. Day one—fear. Day two—helpless. Day three—the cats strolled back in, tails up, dragging something I didn't recognize. Bubba looked at me. "Dad, I bit off every zombie head on the block. I'm solid, right?" I just stared.

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

The zombie apocalypse had arrived, and pets could transform into guardians to protect their owners—each person was allowed no more than three. My best friend had spent a fortune on three Tibetan mastiffs. The landlord cleared out a fish tank to raise a crocodile. My boyfriend? He had stormed the zoo and dragged a lion home. And me? I only had three stray cats. The eldest was blind, the second one limped, and the youngest had just turned one month old. The moment the apocalypse system announced that pet slots were locked, I knew I was doomed. I tried to hide with my three disabled cats, hoping to survive quietly. Day one of the apocalypse: terrified… Day two: helpless… Day three: my cats sauntered over, tails swishing, carrying some unidentifiable object. "Mama, I bit off all the zombie heads on this street. How's that? Solid enough?" I was rendered speechless.

Ivy Coleman's post divorce journey was nothing short of focusing on her self and building her company, after finally escaping from a marriage that had almost ruined her life she finds herself falling hard for a stranger she had a hot steamy encounter with. A stranger with a lot of unknown secrets and it changes her life forever.

Unbeknownst to man, mermaids live deep in the oceans out of sight. Among them are the few chosen ones, adorning golden tails that grants them unique abilities. Only a handful exist and Aquatia Storm is one of them. Feeling betrayal from everyone around her, Aquatia sets out to start a new life on land. Settling in the city of Newport, California, she meets her mate, soon-to-be Alpha Sebastian Darkwood. Dominant and possessive, he will do anything to keep her by his side. When threats come from all directions, rogues, runway models and mermen kings alike, it feels like no place is safe. With these enemies appearing around every corner it's now up to Sebastian to keep Aqua safe. And when she gets kidnapped not just once, but twice, it will put their bond to the ultimate test. Using all the powers at her disposal, will Aqua find her way back to Sebastian in time to save them all or is it already too late?

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Veronica est amoureuse de Marco depuis cinq ans. Mais il ne l’a jamais vu que comme une amie, une bonne amie. Puisqu’ils ont grandi ensemble, elle connait en détails sa vie sentimentale et ses projets. Leur proximité s’est agrandie depuis le départ de Jules à l’étranger pour reprendre l’entreprise de sa famille. Veronica savait que Marco aimait beaucoup sa petite-amie actuelle, Julia. Ainsi, elle n’a pas hésité une seconde à l’aider de toutes les manières quand cette dernière tombe dans le coma à la suite d’un accident de voiture. Mais la vie ne sera pas rose pour elle, parce que le coupable qu’ils trouvent est elle-même. Cela va mettre de la distance entre eux pendant un temps.

Alpha Revan Blank has a problem—his werewolf pack is on the brink of instability, and without an heir to carry the Blank bloodline, everything his family built could collapse. Pressured by the pack elders and threatened by rival wolves waiting to seize power, Revan agrees to an unconventional solution: hire a surrogate to carry his child. Paris Helton never expected that losing her apartment would lead her to the strangest job offer of her life. Desperate for money and a fresh start, she agrees to become a surrogate for a mysterious and powerful client. The catch? She must live with him during the pregnancy. Thrown together in a secluded compound, Revan and Paris quickly clash. He’s controlling, secretive, and used to getting his way. She’s stubborn, independent, and refuses to be intimidated. But as secrets unravel and danger from rival packs grows closer, the line between business and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Because carrying the Alpha’s child might not only change Paris’s life—it might start a war.

A secret society of widows. A cold billionaire with a deadly past. One woman sent to seduce him... and destroy him. When Genevieve Holloway buries her husband, she thinks the worst is behind her. But the black-veiled woman at the funeral of her husband says otherwise. “You’ve been chosen.” Drawn into a shadowy society of grieving wives turned silent assassins, Genevieve is given one final task before she can walk free: infiltrate the life of Dominic Rourke—the enigmatic tech billionaire tied to her husband’s mysterious death—and expose the truth. Her mission is clear: seduce him. Infiltrate him. Ruin him. But Dominic Rourke is nothing like she expected. Cold. Calculating. Unreachable. And he’s never let any woman get close—until her. Worse still, his five-year-old daughter clings to Genevieve like a lost soul, whispering secrets she shouldn’t know. Secrets about her dead mother… and the club Genevieve now serves. The deeper Genevieve sinks into Dominic’s world, the more dangerous her own becomes. The women she trusted have blood on their hands. The man she was sent to destroy might be innocent. And the lies that bind them all go deeper than any grave. Genevieve begins to develop feelings for the man she’s sent to ruin, and he sees himself letting go of his cold nature to make her happy and find her husband’s killer. In a game of power, seduction, and betrayal, only one can survive. And Genevieve must decide: Is she the hunter or the hunted? Will she be Dominic’s ruin, or will she become his everything?