The Memory Box Kathryn Hughes

It all started with the woman, named Vera and her dreams. Then, the secrets that lies beyond the beauty of the moon. Come and see, The Woman, The Dreams and The Moon on their full beauty and splendor.

War is flaring across the region, down to a common enemy, the Alpha of the Night Shade Pack, on a mission to bring down all other packs. Alpha Jackson and Beta Cayden both lose their mates to the war. Both left in a state of bewilderment and mourning they continue to fight for the freedom of their pack. Alpha Jackson receives a prophecy from an elderly woman on pack telling him of a she-wolf with silver-white eyes that will bring the end of the suffering, that he shall be a part of this... along with others... only for him to dismiss it as senselessness... Evelyn is brought to Mystic Shadow Pack to assist in their battles against this mutual enemy, but in doing so catches the eyes of both the Alpha and the Beta, suddenly bringing meaning back to their lives as the battle against the Night Shade Pack rages on. Evelyn is urgently called back home where the war has returned. Only to witness the death of her newly realized fated mate, crumbling the dreams she had been building for so long. Fleeing she runs into the arms of a rogue... A rogue, but is there more to him? It would appear so... He returns her to The Mystic Shadow Pack only to find the Alpha... and the Beta... and things have changed... Was the prophecy the Alpha received as senseless as he first believed? Or was there some truth to the visions of the old woman?

Layla is a powerful being that is thought to be a myth among the demons. After getting her memories back, discovering her husbands deal to spare her life, and finding out she had died with child a mysterious demon named Zeke appears to help her navigate her new powers.

The streets were his home, a cardboard box was the only roof he had over his head, an old jacket he found in the trash was his only blanket and for his meals. He stole and made sure that he was the first to get to one of the restaurants' trash every night to make sure that he had something to eat. His life changed when he stole from a mafia boss, whom everyone was scared of, he was known for being ruthless and killed without mercy especially those who betrayed and stole from him. He was a Russian man with a thick accent and a very powerful aura, that made many shivers at his presence without him having said a word. But when he met him, he gave him a job instead of killing him like everyone thought he would, his job was to be his right-hand man. He was the one who did all the killings and dealing with his rivals. He gave him the name White tiger, one that was born once in every generation, he gave him this name because he said that he had the courage, was smart and cunning. The man was very handsome, tall with broad shoulders and he looked very big for his age. His eyes though were distant, cold, and deadly. One could not look at them longer than a second. His name was Antonio Rodrigues, The White Tiger.

Quinn, a sweet, social and bubbly turned cold and became a badass. She changed to protect herself caused of the dark past experience with guys she once trusted. Evander will come into her life will become her greatest enemy, the villain of her life, but fate brought something for them, she fell for him but too late before she found out a devastating truth about him. What dirty secret of the villain is about to unfold? And how will it affect the badass?

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.

"You're my sister. I don't care if I'm drugged—this ain't it. You ain't my cure." Carlo Quaranta's eyes were shot red, chest heaving, but that rage? Way hotter than any craving. "Even if you make me marry you, I'll never love you." Vera Este didn't doubt it. Not for a second. He meant every damn word. Last time, she was the so-called "cure"... and it dragged her straight into marriage. She stared at his face—still young. Felt like it belonged to someone from a whole other life.

The Curse of Seasons is a Trilogy The Curse of Summer: Cursed for as long as she can remember to spend most of each year asleep, Lana is doomed to never lead a normal life or experience the normal issues teenagers usually have to endure. That is until Rhett, the neighbour's delinquent son comes into the picture. *** The Curse Of Spring: Cole has spent the last six years hunting down the girl whom he fell in love with but has never met, their curse binding them to each other as much as the pages of the diary they shared as youths. Harley has no memory of a time before she was saved from death, but when her way of life is threatened, she must join in the fight or become a casualty. *** The Curse of Autumn: Nathan can feel the winds of change, knowing that the inevitable war between his kind and the organization who created them is on the horizon. There is only one barrier to his involvement - the General's daughter.

My wife Susan had the power to save lives, but when our son was rushed to the ICU and needed her help, she refused no matter how much I begged. While I was crying myself hoarse when I received news that our son was dead, I heard her purring over the phone, "Mark? Don't worry, your puppy's way more important. Of course I'll save it." There was a limit to her power that she could only use it once a month, but she nonchalantly used it for Mark's pet dog! Shaking with rage, I seized her by the collar and bellowed, "We're talking about a human life here, and your son at that! But an animal is worth more than that?!" Susan shook me off, smirking in disdain. "Mark has always been by himself—is there a problem that I took his side? And what could happen to our son when he has his daddy? Stop giving me that attitude!" Just two hours later, Mark posted on social media a photo of him with Susan kissing his pet dog together, with the smug caption: [Who had bet that a son matters more than a dog? Know when you're beaten. Now pay up!] So he had a bet with someone that Susan would choose his dog! Worst of all, Susan lovingly replied: [If Mark wants to win, I'll always be there for him.] Even as I felt heartrending pain, I was laughing coldly as I sent my own reply. [If you all love to bet so much, why not bet when you're gonna drop dead?]

In my previous life, my best friend gave me a lock-shaped good-luck pendant. I never expected that once I put it on, it would never come off. Soon after, I came down with a fever that lasted seven days straight. When I finally woke up, everything in my life began to fall apart. Misfortune followed me everywhere. That was when I discovered the truth—I had swapped fates with her husband. He would get my wealth while I would get a short, ill-fated life. From then on, the two of them lived a life of effortless wealth, making money without even lifting a finger. Meanwhile, I sank into poverty, plagued by constant bad luck. I struggled through life and did not even make it to 30 before I was killed in a car accident. As I died, my mentally disabled younger brother cried out and rushed in front of me to shield me. However, he could not stop the incoming vehicle, and we died there together. When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn back to the moment she was about to put the pendant on me. I let out a cold smile and pondered. Since she was so desperate to steal my wealthy fate, then she could have a XYY husband instead.