The Island Of Missing Trees Novels & Stories

Olivia came into James' life like a wrecking ball. She changed his perspective on life, and he broke all his personal rules for her sake. James found himself falling faster than he could imagine but circumstances surrounding him made it impossible for him to hold on to her and she was taken from him by his enemy. Now, James has to get her back. To do so, he will need to break his rules and burn bridges that will cost him dearly.James finds himself torn between love and his duty to Woodclaw Island to keep the legacy of his parents. He and his brother, Paul, do their best to uphold Tia and Luke's standards, but when James' heart gets involved, he changes the template and breaks all the rules to regain the love lost. Meanwhile, there is rivalry and some mistrust between the Moon children fueled by their spouse's greed. Will they be able to keep what their parents risked their lives to preserve and build, or will they throw it all away in the struggle for dominance and power? ****A stand-alone book and the sequel to Dangerous Desires, centred around the Moon's children. If you haven't read Dangerous Desires yet you can still read and understand this book.****

Victor’s private jet has barely cleared the runway when Amelia’s legs spread for the one man she’s never allowed to touch: her husband’s son. She has everything money can buy, except the brutal, filthy fucking her body craves. Ethan has the thick, merciless cock that finally gives it to her. For nineteen stolen days they turn the penthouse into their personal playground: the marble island where she screams into his mouth, the glass shower where he pins her dripping wet, the marital bed where he pumps her full night after night while Victor sleeps in ignorance thirty thousand feet away. She was a bored trophy wife. Now she’s a dripping, obsessed slut who counts the hours until her husband leaves again, because only Ethan can split her open, ruin her, and make her come so hard she forgets she ever belonged to anyone else. Nineteen days. No panties. No mercy. And when Victor comes home, she’ll greet him with Ethan’s cum still warm inside her, smiling like the perfect wife.

Ren Bordelon has never quite had a fitting place in this world. She has always wondered why her life could never just be normal? Why did she have to be the missing piece in the equation? Well, there might just be an answer to her question. Maybe she has never really had a fitting place in our world because she has had another waiting for her. Ren Bordelon is a timid, seventeen year old girl who activates her Supernatural Abilities on her Birthday. She discovers she is the daughter of a Warlock and Mermaid. The story will follow her journey of adapting to her new life at a school for young Supernatural beings ranging from Witches, Warlocks, Merfolk, Fae, Vampires, and Werewolves. Ren leaves her home of Sunny San Diego to head to Washington State where she will learn to master her abilities and discover the darkest parts of herself.

Book 3; Loving The Billionaire series "You need to watch how you talk, or do you think I need to teach you?" He leaned in closer, his hands pushing her to the wall. Her gaze was cold, yet terrifying. "You are a monster, yet, I will tame you." -- Her life takes a turn, when Nicole Hart agreed to get married to her childhood enemy, the mafia Don, Xander Castillo. She is turned between his bad temper, his dark responses and his touch. Yet, there was something missing, and she didn't know what. Will living in the same house with the Don taint her innocence? Or is she about to get some shocking news? -- "You will be my possession, I will own you." He said. "There is no possession without a master." Book 1: A Deal With The Billionaire. Book 2: A Game With The Billionaire.

After dying after a mall explosion I wake in a 7 year old body, wait I what? I become a child?!! OMG Good thing this child face is so exquisite however as soon as I wake up life is so hard. Both parents are missing, chased to death by the so-called relatives, have nothing to eat but I do have a gentle elder brother, an adorable younger brother and a sister-obsess twin brother. "Wife I came back fetching your gold" a certain main coiled his arms my waist "Wife?! Whose wife your calling?! I'm your big bro" A night had pass "Do you know your mistake?" "Yes, hubby I'm sorry" "Who am I?" "Your my younger bro--of my husband. I will beat anyone who dared to refuse to that!"

When the kingdom of Ormond is invaded, eighteen year old Princess Eithne is enslaved by the cynical conqueror, Xander of Frankia. Her innocent eyes are opened to a world of untold cruelty and depravity at the heart of which is her estranged mother, Clara Sylvain Lovell. Mourning the death of her beloved father, King Stephen, Eithne is worried about her older brother, Ephron, who has not been heard from for a while. Xander claims acquaintance with the disgraced royal heir and says he is currently in jail overseas. He swears he will try and secure his release in return for her favours. But is he to be trusted? Eithne sees another side of her sometimes brutal master when they learn that young girls are going missing all over the realm. Does this resonate with him on a far more personal level than he is letting on? And is Xander really the blackguard he seems, or will love tame the tamer?

It is the night before our wedding when my fiancee, Whitney Sullivan, reunites with her childhood sweetheart, Steven Foster, a mercenary who has been missing for five years. He is brought to our doorstep by his teammates, bloodied and barely clinging to life after being poisoned with a deadly aphrodisiac on a mission. Whitney, usually so aloof and controlled, immediately breaks down. She locks the door, defying my efforts to stop her, and stays with Steven all night long. I choose to stay outside the door, never closing my eyes. I confront her the following morning with a torrent of accusations, only for her to stand in front of Steven protectively and say shamelessly, "I couldn't just stand by and watch Steven die. Isn't it just my virginity? What's the harm in letting loose the night before the wedding?" In that instant, all my affection for her is utterly destroyed.

The Consigliere—my husband, Sal Barzini—who'd always despised anything soft or weak—suddenly started sleeping with a teddy bear. One button eye missing, filthy as a stray dog, yet he cuddled that beast every night, curled up in silk sheets like a baby returning to the womb. And left me freezing on the edge of the master bedroom. I couldn't stand it anymore. At our son Luca's first-year baptism, I announced I wanted out. Everyone went numb with shock. Sal grabbed a glass of red wine and threw it in my face. "You're jealous of a stuffed animal? Have you lost your fucking mind?" I wiped the wine from my cheek, cold as ice. "You say you want to spend your life with that beast. I'm giving you my blessing."

Willow refused to attend a Halloween show her sister invited her to, because of her grandma she had to take care of. But she never knew that would be the last time she would see her sister, leaving her in a difficult dilemma. Three years later with no positive report about her lost sister, she received an invitation to the same Halloween show that marked the no return of her sister. Attending it, she discovered somethings. Volunteers for the magic show were put inside a coffin, after which they vanish and drinks were given out which made people forget about the show. In a quest to find her sister and others who were lost in the Halloween show, Willow took a journey alongside a friend to a secret tomb that might lead them to the missing people. And there, tbet wished they never visted the underground tunnel based on their discovery. Will these two be successful in this mission?

Jessica came to her senses under the bed of her fiancé and good friend’s, regaining her IQ, and couldn’t go back ever since. The douchebag: “Jessica, prepare a birthday gift to celebrate my dad’s birthday.” “Sorry, now I am the chairman, it is him who should pay tribute!” Jessica’s scum girlfriend: “Jessica, can you let me host the marriage show?” “You said that you haven’t experienced the pure love, so don't even think about it!” Jessica tore off the fake masks of the scumbags’ and turned to a pair of ink eye pupils: “It does feel cool to slap others, but don’t forget what your identity is!” “What identity?" Christian Maddox held her waist lightly, his face without missing a beat: “You should ask the little prince in your belly...”