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The war between Werewolves and Fairies is beginning. Lives are being lost on both sides, and King Octavius Bishop is up to his neck in blood. When it seems as if all hope for Octavius's humanity is lost, his mother sends him a gift. A gift in the form of his long-awaited mate. But will Octavius see his mate as a gift or as a burden? Will her unwavering love be enough to keep him from turning into the evil he is fighting? Or will Octavius reject and crush his only hope for redemption?

Children beware, and please give care of things that go bump in the night. It all seems like fun when you provoke mayhem and run through the graveyard to give one a fright. Please heed our warning from dusk until morning giving caution to the naive. Goblins and Ghouls wait on the foolishly brave to pull beyond the hallow grave.

After chasing a man all my life, I finally felt like I was the luckiest girl in the whole world after he agreed to marry me. Little did I know that I was signing up my life to the devil. I have never felt so suffocated in my life like I did for the three years I was married to my 'Mr. Right.' I honestly did everything there was to keep that marriage thing going, but some things were just never meant to be. Finally, having the freedom I have so much yearned for, I decided to enjoy life to the fullest, but when that husky, rich, baritone voice whispered in my ear, I felt my knees go weak and I felt like I could die if I did not surrender everything to the man who was almost as twice my age. PS: This is a sequel to the book, MY EX WIFE GAVE BIRTH TO QUINTUPLETS. We are officially kicking off the quintuplets series.

When 19-year-old waitress Millie takes a summer job as companion to wealthy Lady Vera Ashington at her Suffolk stately home, she has no idea that a mystery will unfold which puts her own life and her family's business at risk. Unexplained deaths will test her morality. Can the end justify the means? Lady Ashington (Vera) fears a breakdown due to personal regrets. She has one last go at seeking long-term happiness. Having taken Millie as a companion, the two women become friends and enjoy arguing about Vera's wealth and her inability to use it wisely. ‘ Too much cake', is the problem. Millie empowers Vera. She keeps a first person diary, and includes Vera's viewpoint. This diary is the novel. It tells how the talents of two very different women, when harnessed, move mountains. But, Vera's local influence means every good deed, leaves a loser. Millie had not appreciated this and conflicts mount. Things reach a head when a couple in the village, are murdered . The evidence isn't clear. Who would profit from their deaths? Is Vera implicated? Must Millie fear for her life?

A game of seduction… It's obvious to Jason that his son's girlfriend is only after the Masters’ money. He figures it will be an expensive lesson for the young man, but tries to ignore the situation despite the way Lanie makes him feel. It's only when Josh announces their engagement that Jason decides to do something to get rid of the gold-digger. Something cold and calculating, like seduce her away from her younger mark before scorning her. It's a straightforward plan, so why does she make him feel things he hasn't since his wife died years ago? Could the infallible Masters have misjudged Lanie? Or is she simply playing him in return? Just who is seducing whom?

For Elize, there's nothing more important than her family. Even it means accepting the unfair treatment of upperclassmen living inside the White Palace - a place like paradise because of overwhelming wealth and luxury unlike her home, the Black Market which is for lower-class and middle-class people like her. That's why getting a chance to work in White Palace is already a blessing to live a good life. But Elize knew that working under an upperclass would mean tragedy as it would mean that you will serve a family class full of arrogant elites, boasting all the money and superiority they have. But a real problem came when her brother was seen with the family crest of an elite class. To save him from a heavy punishment because of his crime, Elize decided that the fate of her brother would be hers, taking all the accusations and blame by herself. She was sentenced to serve directly as a servant under the ruling family in the White Castle for her whole life and without any compensation. Meeting the supreme family, House of Aelton, and working under them is something that Elize would never think of as a blessing. But now this is her new life. Serving the ruling family and the sole heir and prince of the kingdom, Prince Dale Aelton of Lionnale.

On the night of their three-year anniversary, Anita finds her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman. Feeling heartbroken, she drowns her sorrows in a reckless night of passion with a mysterious stranger. The next morning, she wakes up to an insane offer from him, marriage. When she loses her job and her mother is in need of surgery, Anita, desperate and with nowhere to turn, signs the contract. Only to discover after that her new husband is none other than her ex-boyfriend's uncle. Anita quickly finds herself caught in a web of family drama with a marriage that was never meant to be real. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And when Anita’s past collides with her present, the once quiet life she had is about to erupt in flames. ~ “You weren’t acting like that when you were moaning my name in that hotel room” Heat shot through my body at his teasing remark. I gulped, trying to stay strong. “That was a mistake and you know it” Nathan chuckled, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Was it? Because I remember you clinging onto me… begging me not to stop” “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I whispered, almost breathless as he trailed his fingers down to my jaw, tilting my face upwards. “What I enjoy is knowing that no matter how much you try to fight it, your body remembers me” The last words were a whisper against the skin of my neck. My breath caught in my throat. “My mother is in the next room” Nathan smirked. “Then you better keep quiet.”

After years of running from her past, Lissa returns to the one place she never wanted to see again—her childhood home. The town hasn’t changed, but Lissa has. Now a mother, a wife, and a survivor, she’s trying to rebuild a life while standing on the crumbling foundation of her trauma. Just a few months. Just until she finds her footing. But the house doesn’t let go so easily. It smells of mildew and memory. Dust covers more than furniture—it coats every secret Lissa tried to bury. As she navigates motherhood, old friendships, and a strained relationship with her sister, Lissa discovers more than ghosts in the attic. A photograph violently scribbled out. A letter from someone she hoped was lost to time. And a journal that brings her back to the girl she used to be. Her husband, Colt, tries to be her anchor. Her son, Lucas, is her reason to fight. But a single name—just one letter, T—is all it takes to fracture her resolve. The past isn’t dead. It’s waiting in the basement. In a letter tucked behind old receipts. In the quiet corners of her memory where no one else can go. As the days pass, the house begins to feel like a trap.Lissa must decide if she’s strong enough to dig through the wreckage of her past… or if some secrets are better left buried. Told with raw emotion and atmospheric suspense, House of Quiet Screams is a story of trauma, resilience, and the silent strength it takes to confront what once felt un faceable. For Lissa, surviving was never the end of the story—facing what comes after might be the beginning.

At thirty years old, Alara doesn't need dreams. She has no use for it. Work, love, and family are all she needs—Until her boyfriend cheats on her. Five years later, her ex-boyfriend’s younger stepbrother sets his pretty playboy eyes on her, her work is threatened, and the balance in her life is upended. All Alara can do now is dream about desires she can't satisfy, yearn for glory beyond her reach, and hope she makes it with her life and her heart.

His dick continued pounding into her. He had gone harder, stretching her even more. She couldn't help but moan. This sound had him losing his mind. He went even faster, his finger stuck in her hair. "Fuck!" He cursed as his breathing turned rapid. His hand went down to spread her legs apart as she tried closing them, not being to take all he was giving her. "Don't close them!" He said between grunts. His hand went to play with her clit. It had turned swollen. With each thrust, his hand went in a circle on her. His rough fingers were soft on her, going soft but at the same time, hard. He knew his techniques. Her legs began shaking more as she was on edge. She was ready to cum. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she began to drool slightly. His thrust remained in pace soon her walls began to tighten. She was near. " Oh yes!" She screamed as she came hard on his dick. She tried catching her breath, short of air from their sex. Quickly, he rolled over and she ended up on top. His dick was still inside her, hard and twisting. That was when it hit her, he hadn't had his release but she still asked. "What are you doing?" "We aren't done yet. You are going to ride me, hard and fast."