The Crown's Game Book

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.

After Evelyn’s father was brutally murdered with no justice; she takes it upon herself to take down those responsible. Just shy of her 18th birthday she is recruited for a special ops team where she is given the resources she needs to take down the monster who killed her father. With her trusted team of Badger, Arrow, Buddha , Zombie and Chief, who have all been affected by Ricci Enterprises, work together to find, to hunt down , and eliminate the Butcher. What she wasn’t expecting? Her undercover job is compromised by falling for the most powerful Mob Bosses who owns a prestigious security business in NYC. Will the Ghost that is haunting her figure out who she is before she gets what she wants?

Liar. Selfish. Murderer. Asshole. All of these, and then some, can be and have been used to describe Dan Sanders—depending on who you ask. But if you know Dan, then you also know he wouldn’t bother denying any of it. However, the one thing no one ever has or ever will truthfully be able to call him is a coward. Especially, not his estranged crackpot brother, Chris. Though it's true that following the Rebecca Fairchild incident, the Sanders gang is in hot water. Dan has never been one to turn and run from a fight, and he doesn’t plan to start now. So while Chris may be brutal and undoubtedly brilliant, he would do best to remember what he lacks in mercy Dan lacks in morality. And there isn’t much he can’t or won’t do when you threaten those he cares for. A rivalry forged and bound by blood is nearing its climax. Chris the unforgiving versus Dan the unyielding. Let's just hope our anti-hero can clear his family's name before the bodies pile up and time runs out.

Lilith POV A pair of cold, bloodshot eyes stare back at me; if eyes could , I'm sure I would be dead by now. No wonder this place looks so familiar; it is because it's the mansion belonging to my owner, the man I was sold to, "Don Air." My orb fell on Flora, who was kneeling on the floor. Her hair was messy, and I could see bruises from her shoulder down to her arms, making me wonder what happened to her. "I gave you a to do, and you messed it up, huh?" The cold voice of Don Air was forwarded to Flora. He stomped his feet on her body continuously, and her screams and cries filled the atmosphere, bringing nothing but horror. "Master, please! Oh, please!" She cried in pain as she continued to get hit; her body was somersaulting on the floor. I look around the large sitting room, wondering why nobody is helping by stopping this cruel master or even pleading on her behalf, but I see few with pitiful expressions. My gaze met the man known as Thierry, the man's son. For awhile, I forgot he even existed. I got a sharp glare from him, and I looked away. "Please?  "If you are sorry, then you will not think of ruining my business, you good for nothing harlot," he yelled at Flora before leaving the girl. "You!"  His voice thurd in my ear, and I cringe in fear as goosebump from fear clouded my body. He was walking towards me with such a dominating and dangerous demeanor. "Argh!"  I was pulled by my hair and flung to the wall barely. I felt a liquid running down my head down to my nose—it's blood!

Minahal ko siya sa kabila nang malamig niyang trato sa akin, ngunit sa huli ay parang basura niya lang kung itapon ako sa pagbabalik ng kaniyang unang pag-ibig. Pero hindi ako papayag na mauwi sa wala ang mga araw na natitira sa akin. Hindi mo na ako maaangking muli, President Riego!

"Kailangan ko ng anak, ibibigay mo sa akin iyun sa ayaw at gusto mo!" Elijah Villarama Valdez! Mula sa mayamang angkan ng mga Villarama Clan at walong taon nang hinahanap ang kanyang pag-ibig sa katauhan ni Ethel Angeles! Subalit nang matagpuan niya ito pagkatapos ng walong taon, napag-alaman niyang mayroon na itong ibang lalaking iniibig! Para makabawi sa lahat ng pagkakamali na kanyang nagawa dito, pinili niya na lang na magpaubaya pero sa isang kondisyon, kukunin niya ang kustudiya ng anak nilang si Ezekiel! Papayag lang si Ethel na ibigay ang kustudiya ng kanilang anak kung magbabayad siya ng dalampung milyon na kaagad namang sinang-ayunan ni Elijah! Para sa anakm na gusto niyang makapiling, gagawin niya ang lahat pero bago pa niya nakuha ang bata, isang trahedya ang hindi niya inaasahan na nangyari! Nalunod ang kanyang anak at ang itinuturo ni Ethel na may kasalanan ay ang maganda at sexy na life guard na si Jennifer Madlang-awa! "Hindi ako Yaya ng anak mo para twenty four seven ko siyang bantayan!" katagang lumabas sa bibig ng magandang si Jennifer habang kaharap ang umiiyak at galit na si Ethel! Paano matatangap ng isang bilyonaryo na si Elijah ang isang hindi inaasahang trahedya na siyang dahilan kung bakit biglang umusbong ang galit sa puso niya? Malalagpasan niya ba ang pighati na dulot ng matinding kabiguan lalo na kapag malaman niya na ang anak na inaasam niyang makasama ay tuluyan na siyang iniwan dahil sa kapabayaan ng mga taong nakapaligid dito or mananaig ang galit sa puso niya at pagbabayarin niya ang lahat ng naging sangkot kung bakit napahamak ang anak niya? Sabay-sabay nating tunghayan ang kahihinatnan ng buhay pag-ibig at kabiguan ng isang Elijah Villarama Valdez!

Luna Wright was framed and drugged by her half-sister and stepmother leading to an accidental night with Yael Anderson Gray. Since her stepmother and half-sister manipulated her father to disown her, she decided to raise her kids on her own but things aren't easy as it seems since her father blacklisted her to all the big companies in town. Nine months later, she gave birth to twins. To raise her kids and to redeem her late mother's company, she works two jobs - one as an executive assistant and the other as a personal maid. Unaware that the boss behind both jobs is the man whom she had a one night stand with, the father of her twins.

In the second book of the Priestess Wolf series Kellina is a continuous discovery trying to figure out what it all means to be the Crimson Priestess without her Alpha by her side. When a twist of fate brings them together again can she bring her Alpha Rogan back to her side or is he lost forever? And what does it mean for Erin who has been her companion in this troublesome time? Will he be alone forever or will he to finally find his mate? Sophia is a white priestesses with no mate and has only focused on building a clinic for the pack to be proud of will an unexpected meeting leading her to her mate? Laura and Rollo had been fond of each other since their first encounter but with Laura now buried in her daughter's troubles and focusing on work could there ever be a chance they could be truly ever mated. They had both lost so much was their love to meant to end tragically?

As a CEO, Logan knows better than to get romantically involved with any of his employees. Unfortunately for him, his wolf won't accept anything less than Emory's everything.

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.