Three O Clock

Eu me chamo Ângela Guedes. No dia do quinto aniversário do meu filho, nós três fomos assistir a uma chuva de meteoros. No meio do passeio, meu marido atendeu um telefonema e partiu às pressas. No meio da noite, meu filho teve uma crise de asma, e o único remédio estava no carro do meu marido. Eu corria desesperada pelo campo deserto, segurando meu filho nos braços, ligando repetidamente para meu marido, mas recebi apenas uma mensagem fria: [Tenho uma emergência, não perturbe.] No dia seguinte, finalmente consegui falar com ele, mas quem atendeu foi a primeira namorada dele. — O meu cachorrinho morreu repentinamente ontem à noite. O Fidel ficou com medo de que eu ficasse muito triste e passou a noite comigo. Ele acabou de pegar no sono. Se tiver algo a dizer, pode falar para mim. Passei a mão pelo rostinho do meu filho, gelado, e senti o mundo desabar em silêncio. — Diga a ele que quero o divórcio.

Com nove meses de gravidez, eu estava na reta final do meu termo, pronta para dar à luz a qualquer momento. Mas meu marido, Vito Falcone, subchefe da família, havia me trancado. Ele me mantinha em uma sala médica subterrânea e estéril, injetando-me um medicamento que suprimia o trabalho de parto. Enquanto eu gritava de dor, ele friamente me dizia para aguentar. Porque se esperava que a viúva de seu irmão, Scarlett, entrasse em trabalho de parto exatamente na mesma hora. Um juramento que ele fizera ao seu irmão falecido declarava que o primogênito herdaria o lucrativo território da família na Costa Oeste. — Essa herança pertence ao filho de Scarlett. — Disse ele. — Com Daemon morto, ela está sozinha e desamparada. Você tem meu amor, Alessia. Todo ele. Só preciso que ela dê à luz em segurança. Depois será a sua vez. — Continuou. A droga era um tormento constante. Implorei para que ele me levasse a um hospital. Ele me agarrou pelo pescoço, forçando-me a encarar seu olhar gelado. — Pare isso! Eu sei que você está bem. Está apenas tentando roubar a herança. — Disse, com voz cortante. Meu rosto estava pálido. O corpo convulsionava enquanto eu conseguia sussurrar, desesperada: — Não me importo com a herança. Eu só quero que nosso filho nasça em segurança! Ele zombou. — Se você realmente fosse tão inocente, não teria forçado Scarlett a assinar aquele acordo pré-nupcial, renunciando aos direitos de herança do filho dela. — Disse. — Não se preocupe, voltarei para você depois que ela der à luz. Afinal, você carrega minha própria carne e sangue. — Completou. Ele passou a noite inteira em vigília do lado de fora da sala de parto de Scarlett. Só depois de ver o recém-nascido em seus braços é que ele se lembrou de mim. Finalmente, enviou seu segundo em comando, Marco, para me libertar. Mas quando Marco finalmente ligou, sua voz estava trêmula: — Chefe… a senhora e o bebê… se foram. Naquele momento, Vito Falcone se despedaçou por dentro.

There is a secret about Freya’s birth, and everyone around her has worked hard to keep it from her. As a hybrid werewolf with powers never seen before, she is the best in her field with only one task; to kill. When her newest assignment turns out to be her mate, her life is thrown into chaos. She is determined to kill him and prove that she is worthy, but not even she is powerful enough to resist her mate’s calling. Freya may just have found a man worth submitting to, but three men? It must be the goddess’ cruel joke! Shadows of the past whisper their secrets and the biggest conspiracy surrounding her blood and the dangerous power it possesses may yet be unraveled. Freya will need an army at her side to face her demons, but first she must find a balance between her mates and stop them from killing each other before she can save the world from the dark forces that intend to break it. Join me on this exciting journey of exquisite love, dangerous lust, dark jealousy and possessiveness, and betrayals from the people you least expect it!

Blurb: "I do not accept this pregnancy! I don't know what you're going to do but it is not my problem, and if anyone ever comes to know, you will regret it, Valerie." That was how her life crumbled. After a one-night stand with the alpha's son, she gets pregnant but Rohan is not ready to accept the pregnancy, she leaves the pack and gives birth to her babies, struggling to take care of them by herself. One night she comes back home and her kids are missing, and she is forced to return to Rohan to ask him for help and he agrees on condition. But conditions are not enough to stop them from falling in love with each other and making the same mistake they made years ago. But will he accept her? And is he willing to ruin his marriage to be with her? Or would Valerie find love elsewhere? And with whom?

Three tests. Three gifts. Three men. Nyra thought her miserable life couldn’t get any worse. She didn’t expect a mysterious aunt to show up at her door with news that her birth mother had passed… leaving her a legacy she never knew existed. She really didn’t expect powers that could bend reality or to rule the hidden world of witches, sorcerers, enslaved werewolves, and the ghosts of long-extinct vampires. And she definitely didn’t expect three dangerously alluring men to challenge everything she thought she knew about love, trust, and lust. This is the story of Nyra… a survivor, a witch, and a queen of the legacy that had been cursed for centuries.

My younger sister, Lydia Miller, and I are unexpectedly reborn into a beastman tribe, where the Beast God gives us a choice of identity. The first option is to become a beast woman with tremendous strength and a tall, imposing physique. The second option is to become a saintess with the ability to reproduce across species and an alluring, graceful figure. In our previous life, Lydia became a beast woman to survive, while I became the frail saintess. She ended up scorned by the tribe's beastmen for not being feminine enough. Meanwhile, I captured the hearts of the three strongest and most handsome beastmen in the tribe with my delicate frame. I became their most cherished beloved. Eventually, they rose to rule the primeval forest, and I basked in endless glory as their saintess. Driven mad with jealousy, Lydia pushed me into a poison swamp when no one was looking. With my last bit of strength, I plunged a poisonous thorn into her body, and we died together. When I open my eyes again, we're back at the moment when the Beast God asks us to make our choice. This time, Lydia rushes to claim the saintess identity first. "Ella, this time I'll be the saintess. Since I pity you so much, I'll let you have those three defective, impotent beastmen." I bite back the wild joy flooding through me. What's so great about serving as a breeding tool anyway? In a primitive society, strength is everything.

One Forbidden Night. Three Brothers. No Way Out. Millie was supposed to clean up after the rich—not sleep with them. But one reckless night with a mysterious stranger shatters that rule. The next morning, he's gone... And so is her sense of control. She never expected to see him again. She definitely didn’t expect to find herself working as a live-in maid for the ruthless, filthy-rich Moretti brothers—Ethan, Aidan, and Evan. Each man is powerful, possessive, and hiding secrets behind cold eyes and cruel smiles. Millie swore she’d keep things professional... but lines blur fast in a house full of temptation and danger. Now she's caught in their web—a pawn in a brutal game of power, lust, and blood-soaked secrets. To them, she’s supposed to be just the maid. But what happens when all three brothers want more? Three kings. One maid. No mercy.

Sharlynn Carter lived quietly in Hollow hills for two years and her only problem as a seventeen year old was how to earn money to support her family. But when three supernatural families; the Ridge, Toody and Saunders return to Hollow hills, her life takes a drastic turn when they realize that she is the very person they have been searching for for five centuries. As she tries to elude death, friendships are formed, enemies identified, intoxicating romance develops and as war breaks out, Sharlynn discovers who she is and why exactly she should be feared as the reincarnation of the Tri-mate goddess. The hunted becomes the hunter.

Widowed on her wedding night... and forced to marry her stepson. One single day, her life was destroyed. Her Alpha father died. Her mate betrayed her with her best friend. Her own pack called her a curse-and tried to burn her alive. At the edge of death, a powerful pack claimed her as their destined Luna. Forced into marriage, her Alpha husband dies instantly. Now the elders deliver a brutal rule: Choose one of his three sons. Three brothers. One throne. Her choice decides everything. Whoever she chooses becomes the next Alpha...Choose wrong, and both packs will fall.

"You shouldn't shouted at her, you should have listened to her. Now she is gone for good." Eveth shouted her son after his Personal Assistant left him with her grandsons. "I didn't believe that child was mine." He tried to defend himself. ****** Melanie, who was Dexter personal assistant was persuaded to use the last three months with her cold boss by living with him. She had to do it because she has no choice, in just these months the two became so close even with the hindrances. Unfortunately for her, she started loving him and got pregnant for her cold boss that has been treating her in a bad way for the past three month.