Third Base

I was the most insignificant omega in the pack. In my past life, Alpha Asher Croft asked me to be his mate ninety-nine times, and I said no every single time. On the hundredth attempt, he locked me in Croft Manor and held me so tight I couldn't breathe. His eyes burned with obsession, and I was terrified. So I ran. I made it halfway to the border before the rogues found me. Asher took three silver bullets, saving my life. The first shot destroyed his hand, the second blinded his eye, and the third went straight through his heart. He looked at me as he died, blood soaking through his shirt, and his expression was stubborn and fragile all at once. "Cassandra, why can't you just love me once?" Then the miracle happened. I opened my eyes and found myself back on the day Asher first told me he liked me. This time, I reached out and took his hand first. I thought we'd grow old together, but Asher betrayed me three times. On our bonding night, he deliberately walked into the wrong room and slept with someone else. My heart shattered, but I forgave him. Three months pregnant, I got a call at two in the morning during a storm, and he left me stranded on the outskirts. I lost the baby. I wiped my tears and let it go. But the third time, he exiled my brother over a cat. That's when I finally understood. It was time to leave. This time, I'll make sure Asher never finds me again.

Three years ago, on the day I married Luca Moretti, he personally handed me a marriage contract with a fixed term of three years. His tone was casual, indifferent, as if he were discussing an ordinary business deal. "This marriage exists solely to serve the alliance of interests between the Morettis and the Vitales. Sign this agreement. After three years, the marriage will automatically dissolve. When that time comes, you can go and pursue your true love." I barely hesitated before signing. Ten years earlier, at an inter-family business gala, when I was ten and Luca was sixteen, I had already fallen hopelessly in love with him. What looked like a strategic alliance was, in truth, the outcome of my decade-long unrequited love. During the three years of our marriage, Luca was attentive and gentle toward me. Over time, I began to believe I was loved. I sank into that illusion, unable to pull myself out, forgetting entirely about the agreement. That illusion was shattered completely on the night of our third wedding anniversary. That evening, Luca arrived with Elena, who had just returned to New York, and attended what was supposed to be our third anniversary celebration together. She stood beside him with ease and composure, smoothly engaging with business partners. People praised her, saying she looked more like the Donna of the Moretti family. In that moment, even though Luca never mentioned the agreement again, I understood clearly that it was time for me to step aside. After breaking free from his control, crossing an ocean to rebuild myself, and becoming a brilliant leader in my industry, I would no longer wait for his love.

This is the third book of the Bloodstone series. It can be a stand-alone but will have cross-over characters from the first two books, Alpha Erik and Everlasting Fire. The Bloodstone pack was always known for its thirst for blood and its brutal Alphas. But a lot has changed in the last thirty years. So what happens when the youngest of the Bloodstone family decides to expand the pack business and leave the magic world behind to indulge in a different kind of hunt. Will he keep his place in the human world and sell his soul to the devil? When Balor Bloodstone comes out to play, all bets are off, or so he thought until a new player entered the game—putting him in the crossroads between salvation and damnation.

Lots of people are asking so here it is: Branston high series order - Jake, Nathan, Shane, Luke, Billy. Although technically third in the series, this was the first book I ever wrote so I hope you enjoy. Thank you so much for reading xxx ~~~~~~~ Aurora has spent the majority of her school life trying to be invisible, trying to avoid the attention of those who enjoy tormenting her. She's finally achieved her wish and there's only one year left before she can leave them all behind like a bad memory. But when she literally runs into them at a party, her luck seems to have run out and Shane determined to make her his prime target.

What would you do to protect your brother after he protected you from your abusive father growing up? For Lisa, that means agreeing to an arranged marriage with a man who’s just as horrible as her father. Despite her pending nuptials, Lisa cant stop herself from falling in love with Davis, a man fifteen years her senior who resembles a Viking more than a modern-day man. With his heart of gold and protective nature, can he teach Lisa to be strong? Is there an escape from her arranged marriage? Saved By A Viking is a sequel to Saved By A Dark Billionaire, but can be read as a stand alone book. The third book will be titled Saved By Her Best Friend. I hope you enjoy the book!

Kazmiyah, a disciplined and highly trained young woman, grew up in isolation, emotionally manipulated by her mother and tightly controlled by her father. Her only joy came from her boyfriend, Jace, and her best friend, Laica. But on their third anniversary, when she decided to surprise Jace, she discovered him sleeping with her own sister. Crushed, betrayed, and emotionally wrecked, she spirals into a state of confusion and pain, drinking at a bar she frequents. When an aggressive stranger attempts to harass her, another stranger-Cyruz-steps in to protect her. Cyruz is skilled, calm, composed, and seems to understand the emotional weight she carries. As Kazmiyah drunkenly tests his limits with a proposition, he firmly but respectfully refuses, protecting her from both others and himself but failed to do so.

After facing rejection from two alphas, Nadina found the third rejection less painful, yet she couldn't shake the thought: Would her life have been different if her grandfather hadn't surrendered their pack and people during the war, relegating her to the status of an omega? Despite striving to prove herself as a warrior within her pack, the burden of ancestral guilt lingered. Branded an unwanted Luna by her peers, Nadina yearned for the solace that only finding her true mate could provide, hoping it would heal the wounds left by her previous rejections. However, when her pack fell under attack, weary and disillusioned, Nadina reluctantly agreed to follow her captors to their own pack.

In the third year the law firm was established, Claire Stone joined the firm as an assistant. From then on, my boyfriend started buying breakfast for her. My childhood friend also drove her to and from work. As for me, I became the wicked woman who bullied the newbie. The repeated disappointments made me decide to expel them from my life. So I agreed to a marriage contract with someone else, and while my boyfriend and childhood friend mocked me, I left the firm we had formed together. Later, they learned that they had been showering all their love and attention on a spy sent by a rival law firm. When they regretted their actions and asked me to go back to them, my husband sent them an invitation to our wedding.

Meet Zariya Serein Cortez, the late Princess Amity's reincarnation. Zariya is an ordinary student who left the modern world to complete the mission that had been assigned to her. She must complete the mission in order to return to the present world. Its purpose was to keep the peace and protect Norland from the Kingdom of Lacandia. To accomplish this, she will pretend as a servant of the Kingdom and meet the five Princes who will have a major impact on her life. But what if she fell in love with the third Prince, unexpectedly? Her heart beats for the man who was only a part of her past in an unexpected place and time. Will her feelings for the Prince have an impact on her mission? Is it appropriate for Zariya to fall in love with a man from the past while she is living in the future?

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.