The Good Shepherd 2006

“Sir, I beg you to let me go! Don’t touch me! No!” My voice broke into sobs. The stranger forced me into an uncomfortable position. I wanted to fight back, but he was too strong. Out of shame and confusion, I did everything I could to free myself from his grasp. However, the more I fought back, the more unsettled I became. Eventually, I lost my rationality.

She is cruel, she is ruthless; She is the wereheretic! She has been abused and tormented by her friends and foes alike but now she is back with infinite powers. She is back to make them pay for every drop of tear she has shed; to avenge every drop of blood she has spilled. She is here to make the werewolves, witches and vampires tremble in fear!

Blurb: Elena Monroe, a struggling artist haunted by her past, never imagined her life would cross paths with Rand Calloway — the youngest billionaire in London and heir to a powerful but ruthless empire. When their worlds collide one rainy evening, their connection becomes undeniable, defying the walls built by wealth, pride, and fear. As Elena learns to love a man who has everything but peace, Rand discovers what it means to have something money can’t control. But when the media exposes their secret romance, and his empire begins to crumble under scandal, both must decide what truly matters — power or love. Through heartbreak, sacrifice, and redemption, The Billionaire Beneath the Rain tells the story of two souls who find each other in the storm… and fight to stay there, even when the world turns against them

When a billionaire banker Ares Winter sets his sights on a brilliant business woman he will stop at nothing to ensure she knows how much he wants her. Magda Onassis however is ready to be a billionaire in her own right and doing business with the banking mogul has her fearing mixing business with pleasure is a one-way road to disaster. Magda might be the quiet, sweet, girl-next-door type of woman but she has pride of her own and she isn't going to simply give in to his demands to be his woman. Ares is confident once she gives in to him, she will see what he sees, they are meant to be together. Nothing is ever easy though and money doesn't buy everything. As the couple navigates a new relationship, crazy exes and crazier family, they learn love can conquer all.

In the second month of my relationship with my best friend Sophie Vaughn's older brother, Elias Vaughn, Thanksgiving arrives. Sophie leans in, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Elias is bringing his girlfriend home for the holiday. Let's see what all the fuss is about." I take my time getting ready, heart fluttering with hope. Just maybe, I'll finally be formally introduced as his girlfriend. But the moment I step inside, I see him with another elegant, beautiful woman, smiling as he introduces her to his parents. "This is my girlfriend," he says. He then inadvertently looks over at me, stiffening for a moment, clearly caught off guard. But just as quickly, he recovers and turns to the woman beside him. "That woman over there is my sister's friend and a part-time student. You could say she's a maid in our household." A maid? As it turns out, I'm nothing more than someone for him to kiss and sleep with. I was never someone worthy of standing by his side publicly. I turn away and board the train back to Ashcroft University, choosing my future over another night in his bedroom.

On the day of our engagement, my boyfriend, Henley Chatham, handed his assistant, Kiara Dalby, an unlimited black card—then set me up with a shared wallet. Daily limit: twenty bucks. I laughed. Cold. Said no. He called me materialistic—then spun around and made some grand confession to Kiara. So I ended it. Right there. Then I signed with a classified agency. Five years later, Kiara and I crossed paths at a car wash. I was in line when she whipped her car in and cut me off. I couldn't dodge. Metal slammed—my whole front end wrecked. She rolled her window down. "Hey, you in the back—blind or what? Can't you see my car?" I let out a short laugh. "You cut me off. Then you crash into me. And somehow that's my fault?" Kiara sneered, same attitude, just louder. "I cut in line? Please. Every inch of Hawthorne Bay belongs to the Chatham family. Ever heard of Chatham Corp? My boss could shake this whole town with one move." I actually laughed this time. Pulled out my phone. Dialed. "Ex-boyfriend, I hear Hawthorne Bay answers to you now?"

I'm rejected after asking for my boyfriend's hand in marriage for the 99th time. To my devastation, he turns and proposes to my best friend. I storm over to his office to demand an answer, but I hear them making out. My boyfriend says, "Don't worry. She offered herself to me in bed several times, but I've never touched her." I head home and trash the place. When I run out of strength, I make a call. "I'll marry you, Spencer." Since the man I chose doesn't love me, I'll now go for someone who does.

I've been the perfect daughter for seventeen years. When my twin sister Sage proposed we switch lives for one semester, I was supposed to disagree. Good girls don't swap identities. They don't pretend to be someone else. They definitely don't fall for bad boys with dangerous secrets. But I'm suffocating at elite Ashford Academy, and Sage is one mistake away from juvenile detention. We need each other's escape more than we need our own lives. One switch. Two liars. Four broken hearts. And a murder that should have stayed buried.

When my appendix bursts, my parents, my brother, and even my fiancé are all too busy celebrating my sister's birthday. I'm outside the operating room, frantically calling every family member I can think of to sign the consent form, but every call is either ignored or hung up on. After hanging up on me, my fiancé, Joel Graham, texts back. "Sophie, stop being dramatic. It's Yvette's 18th birthday today. Whatever it is can wait until after the party." I quietly set my phone down and sign the consent form myself. It's the ninety-ninth time they've chosen Yvette Norton, my sister, over me. This time, I choose not to care. I'll stop letting their favoritism hurt me. Instead, I'll do everything they ask of me without complaint. They'll all think I've finally learned to be obedient, and they'll never realize that I'm preparing to leave them for good.

On the train back home, I found a scathing post online. [My sister-in-law is pushing thirty but isn’t married yet. She comes home all the time. Would you be bothered by it?] The comments were numerous and ran the gamut of opinions. The post got wildly popular, and there was an argument between the poster and commenters. [It’s bad enough that she won’t get married. She wants to stay with us when she’s home. Shouldn’t she feel ashamed? I’m at the end of my rope. She even drank all my lemonade last time she was here. I really hate her. [She has no boundaries. I’ve been wanting to teach her a lesson for ages. I turned her bedroom into my walk-in closet. Let’s see if she can still stay here.] When I got to this point, I closed the post. It was lucky that I bought the house where my parents and brother live. Because of that, I would not be at risk of losing my own room. But when I got out of the train station, I received a text from my mother. [Sweetie, I booked you a hotel room. You don’t have to come home and stay this time.]