Novel & Cerita The Littles Novel Series

'Livv Markov the son of the great Alejandro Markov issued to be smuggling illegal substances, prostitution and selling children' Slowly, precise Livv, I'll watch you fall slowly after, I will bring death to you with my own hands. I saw Henry walking inside the room, I look at him with a grin plastered on my lips. "Where's Livv?" I asked him. "Out, he said I should keep you safe, and away from here," He said, I nodded and walks inside my room grabbing my bag.

Jeremy ordered immediately as his butt touched his chair. Adrian loved forward and projected the pictures of the three females. "This is Lily the daughter of the seamstress and Mira, the Hunter's daughter and Jasmine, the photographer's daughter. These three are the same age and they are twelve years old, '' he said. Everyone was silent for a while before Jeremy spoke. "If they are that young, they've not shifted to their wolf form?" He asked and they nodded. " Jeremy thought for a while what they did be using a werewolf that has shifted to do. He didn't want to think that it would be a psychopath that would want to molest a pup.

“Thank you. I was starting to think you’d make me wait forever.” Hey everyone!! Please joing my Facebook page Jessica White Author Page or follow me on Instagaram @author_j_white for upcoming works and giveaways. Also, I'd love it if you gave my other stories a try. I have an 8 book series (so far) of stand alone stories, but only four are on Goodnovels right now. I should have the others up soon. The Series is -Tessa Ignites -Tessa's Wolves -Cursed -Hexom -The Ranger -The Darke King

I mumble my voice trailing as my eyes find something to stare at across the landing. “I still remember what it used to be like out there. I remember playing on my bike in the street with sally from two doors down. I remember wearing sun dresses and eating ice cream, going to school on the bus with my friends, I remember laughter, games, jokes, music. We don't have that here. I remember it, so I have something to hold onto, something to hope for. But the younger children here, they never saw the world that way. Their entire lives all they have known is metal bars and concrete walls.”

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

I don’t even know how to start this without getting emotional. Daddy’s Little Pet started in September 2022 as a random story—one I never thought would leave my drafts, let alone receive so much love. And what a journey it’s been. To say I struggled is an understatement.

The Nanny? My heart began to race as I walked up the stairs, calling out for our twins, Felix and Luna, yes we finally did give them a name because the whole new thing was getting quite boring, When I reached their room, my worst fears were realized. The room was in disarray, clothes and toys scattered everywhere. And most alarmingly, there was no sign of Felix or Luna. "Jax!" I shouted to bring him running up the stairs to the room. "Something's happened to the kids. They're not here! Oh my goddess, they're not here"

I said while putting a red pin on my board. I stuck Mendez' new case there. "Master, Ms. Jessica’s in her condo unit in BGC. I could detect her calm heart beating. Should I call her?" Libby asked. "No, it's fine. She's maybe sleeping now. Thank you, Libby." I said and started writing the new clues that I saw from the report. "You are always welcome, Master. Goodbye!" I concentrated on the clues. The victims have two common denominators. They were all female and rich.

The glint in his eyes dropped, and he wore a stoic expression, staring at me. He huffed in annoyance, a pout etched on his lips. “Aren’t I your little boy anymore?” He whined. I shook my head in amusement, clicking my tongue as I watched his pouty face. How did he manage to switch a serious topic into something else? “Come here, little boy,” I muttered in a soft voice, stressing the last two words. His eyes lit up, springing to his feet. He threw himself into my body, wounding his arms around my neck tightly.

Story Title: Midnight Contract Author: Feylume Genre: Office Romance, Billionaire, Power Play, Explicit Erotica Main Characters: • Isabella Hart – 26, ambitious, intelligent, beautiful with long dark hair and curves that drive him crazy. • Damien Cross – 34, ruthless CEO, tall, muscular, dark hair, piercing gray eyes, extremely dominant and controlling. Blurb: When her devastatingly handsome and ruthless CEO offers her a secret after-hours contract, Isabella discovers that mixing business with the most sinful pleasure comes with a dangerous price… and she’s addicted.