The Cautious Hero

Oliver Woodling is a handsome and charming bachelor who wants more to life than money and business. After adopting a child, he thought that the loneliness would disappear. Some of it did, but he wanted love from a woman he would claim as his own. Kimberly Wingate is a ballet teacher with a secret who is looking for a safe place. Since her family rejected her for a crime that she did not commit, she runs away to start a new life in New York. When Kim meets the sweet and adorable Lora Woodling, she gains a friend. A little friend with a sexy as hell adoptive dad. This is a tale of romance, secrets and an obsessed stalker who wants Kimberly dead.

How can someone fall in love when they don't even know who they are? At the age of ten, she was left at the orphanage without any recollection of who she was and where she came from. Twenty years later, Clara now the CEO of her own security company, SST, provides top-of-the-line security systems and technology that stamps out the competition. If only they could get the biggest shipping company in the country to upgrade their outdated system. But it seems that the CEO, Sebastian Colfer, will do everything to thwart their efforts. Or so it seems. Behind his icy demeanor, he has a hidden agenda. The mystery surrounding her appearance at the orphanage keeps her busy these days, and having somebody in her life is not part of her plan. ---=--- This book is purely fictional. Any similarities with people in real life are purely coincidental. ---=--- Sitting in the back seat of the car, Clara could feel the heat emanating from his body. His legs were spread out a little too wide, and they were rubbing against her outer thigh. She tried not to let it affect her, but his arm seemed to graze hers every time the car moved, and that unnerved her a little. They were sitting a little too close if you asked her. She tried to get away from him, as far as the space could allow, but her brother won't cooperate. He scolded her to stop squirming. She was just trying to find a comfortable position that would keep their body parts from touching. Sebastian was tormenting her and she's had enough, elbowing her brother she told him to switch places with her. ‘Are you scared of me?’ Sebastian whispered.

When Isabella Carter thought her life had hit rock bottom, she found herself in the hands of Leonard Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire who doesn’t believe in coincidences. She was just a poor girl struggling to survive, but he saw more than that. He saw a challenge… and a desire he wasn’t willing to deny. By saving her on a rainy night, he wasn’t doing her a favor, he was setting the stage for a dangerous game. A game with no escape and no refusals. “I don’t help people for free, Isabella…” His words were both a promise and a threat. Now, she is trapped in his dark world, a world of wealth, lust, and deadly obsession. Will she be just another pawn in his hands, or will she manage to break free before he consumes her completely?

Elara Hart resides in a gilded prison. She agreed to marry Adrian Kingsley, a man who sees emotions as a liability and his wife as a required transaction in order to save her dying father. In the hopes that her patience would eventually break the billionaire's heart, Elara puts up with the chilly quiet of their London house for a year. However, Elara's hope is dashed when she learns two things on the same day: that she is carrying the Kingsley heir at last, and that Adrian has already completed the legal paperwork to dump her as soon as the kid is born. She is a throwaway container for him and a minor inconvenience for his mother. Elara does the unthinkable as she realizes she is imprisoned in a home that just wants her womb. She vanishes without a trace. Dr. Elara Hart is now a much more confident woman than the shy young lady who asked for an appointment seven years ago. She is a well-known doctor and a fiercely protective mother to Lucas, who has Adrian's steel-gray eyes. The balance of power has changed when Adrian returns to her life through a chance meeting. Too late, Adrian understands that love can not be controlled, but Elara is no longer available. He must realize that in this struggle of wills, some hearts can not be won back once they have been broken.

In the chaos and quiet of her 30s, a woman reflects on the loves that shaped her, the heartbreaks that undid her, and the tender spaces in between. Through fleeting romances, almost-loves, and the weight of expectations—family’s, society’s, and her own—she navigates a world where connection is currency, vulnerability is rebellion, and self-discovery never comes easy. Told with wit, warmth, and raw honesty, this novel is a journey through modern love: messy, magical, and sometimes maddening. It's about the people who entered her life, the ones who left, and the version of herself she’s still becoming.

The order of all the underground worlds on this earth is controlled by the Amber family, but the competition for the Amber family's heirs is very cruel, and only one of the nine qualified heirs can survive. Nathan's parents died in the internal struggle of the Amber family, while Nathan was secretly trained and reached the world's top level in business, medical skills, combat, firearms, martial arts and many other aspects. At the same time, Nathan learned special spells from the master of the hermitage, but in order to avoid being killed by other competitors, he faked his own death, married Karina Blackwood, and became a member of the Blackwood family. Became a humble husband. Just to command his subordinates where other heirs don't care, to reduce risks and protect himself, and to wait for opportunities to avenge his parents

Amy's parents died in an accident after that her uncle was the only one who can be called as her family, one and only family. She was living happily with her uncle. Until... On the day of her graduation her uncle died due to some unknown reason most likely a murder. She was devastated and needed a support from someone so she rushed over to see her boyfriend hoped that he would console her. But who knew was having an affair with someone else. All this made her heart broken which lead her to run from that hellish place which only showed her weak self. Her likely to be aunt and late uncle's girlfriend was the only one who was with her and took her to Egypt ,where her late uncle worked. She went there to investigate his uncles death ,but little did she knew that a Mummy was waiting for her arrival to set him free from his curse. One day she was kidnapped and was brought to the basement of the museum . She was told to break that seal by force. Without having any choice she does the same as they ordered . The Mummy gets freed and make her the host of the new world. One is from the past and the other is from the present. Will they be able to form a great future. This is my first book and is truly fictional . Your reviews are like a gem to me.

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .

“Druida, did you hear me? What are you doing? Where are they going?! MISSY COME BACK HERE!” Silvan screams. “Sit down and shut up, Silvan. You are a pathetic disgrace right now.” I tell him, waving my hand at the chair, which buckles his knees so he falls into it. “A.. What did you just call me woman?!” He hiss, glaring at me. I unleash some of the power he felt yesterday, staring him directly in the eyes. “I said you are a pathetic disgrace right now. Shut up and listen. How the fuck do you think they died?” I ask him harshly, almost facepalming myself. Silvan’s eye darkens in rage. “Jessica.” She traveled back in time to save her brother from becoming evil and her parents from dying, but now she finds herself in the middle of the enemy camp, close to high ranking officers and the stakes are higher than before. Druida means Wise One, that that is exactly what she needs to be if she wants to do what she came back for. Her mission is simple, but is it? She came back with one objective, not calculating on the Faiths putting twists in her way. She does not count on meeting people she'll get close to, not counting on meeting her mate nor counting on how difficult it is to keep the knowledge from the future to herself when she confronted with the parents she is so desperately trying to save. Will she succeed and save the future for herself, her brother and her entire family, or will she return to a future where things are worse than how she left them? Only time will tell, and everything is at stake in this thrilling sequel to His Magic Luna.

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.