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“A-Are you the one who bought me?” Out of everything, this was the question that slipped from my lips. He looked surprised and baffled at the same moment as if he didn't know how to respond to my question, “Hmmm, not quite well, I know this is going to sound crazy to you but you are actually a present to me,” My eyebrows arched up in puzzlement, “Present?” “Yes,” Radhika was just an innocent kid when she was sold off by her father to a hell where she was treated worse than animals. She was tortured, abused, sexualized, and isolated from the outer world in a basement where she lost the hope of a better future. To get rid of her, they drugged her and sold her at an auction but when her eyes opened she was on a plane, in front of an attractive looking man who claimed her as his present but what was the truth? How she’ll cope with her new life, what it will bring her. A new start? Or another hell?

"Do I scare you Jane ?" He suddenly asked after watching me like an eagle stalks his prey. I couldn't dare look him in the eye. I could only lower my gaze and fiddle with my fingers. He hummed again, a sound so pleasing to my ears, "tell me what you've heard about me." I immediately looked up, blinking at me, thrown off balance to see the amusement in his eyes. Was he being serious right now? "Cat got your tongue, little one?" He tilted a brow at me and I found myself blushing under the intensity of his gaze. "You're a monster." I squeaked, waiting for him to grow enraged and send me to the land of the dead. Jane Miller was sold to the cold, ruthless Lycan King to give him an heir. Would she survive the sinister plans of his arranged mate?

ALPHA SERIES: BOOK I Running as if it was nothing, every leaves I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. But an Alpha running away in his own wedding... I fell silent for a moment. Only the sound of the midnight air can be heard. But if you focus and listen carefully, countless of steps can be heard hitting the ground. They are following me. And before the mad werewolf even have his chance to give me a heavy punch, the only thing that is left was my piece of goodbye. A leaf that serves as wish and farewell for the pack he left. A ritual that makes a wolven be treated as if they are never been part of their Wolfpack. As is they are never been born in the first place. ‘Yah Vegi Yma Ellwafare' ( I give my farewell )

A seductive boss and his maid…… Note: This book contains a lot of steamy scenes….. "What can I help you with, sir?" Quinn asked, trying very hard to make her voice sound steady. "Your sexy body," he replied. She couldn't believe that he had just said such a thing. "Sir Henry, how could you say such a thing to me?" She asked, with innocence. "You act too innocent Quinn. I'm glad I wasn't deceived by your innocent face, if not I wouldn't have gotten to feel how good you are in bed." (Indeed he was a shameless Boss) When a billionaire falls for his maid, what lengths must he go through, in order to make her his??? Using dubious means to get into her panties, does that make him the antagonist or the protagonist???? Read this interesting boss/maid affair story to find out more …..

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

Who are you?" I sluttered, attempting to take a step back but my feet seemed rooted to a spot. The mysterious man smiled, his eyes glinting in amusement, "I am someone who knows you," he said, his voice dripping with an otherworldly intensity. "I am someone who has been waiting for you." I looked around, I was surrounded by lifeless Bodies, slaughtered brutally by something worse than a monster, "What happened here?" I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady. The mysterious man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "They are dead, you killed them all." He said, his eyes glistening in happiness, "You've become the person I knew you would be." I felt a pang, I looked at my hands, they were covered with blood. However, the question remains: did I really kill all these people? If yes… then who am I? Read on to find out!

My heart ceased to beat in my chest. "A--alpha Kane!" I squeaked, shock plastered all over my face. The next thing I felt was my face being knocked to the side and the loud sound of a slap ringing out through the air.  Aria Logan can never catch a break in the pack, she has lived all her life. Being an orphan results in her being demoted to an omega in the pack. Despite her low status, she can't help but have feelings for the new young Alpha of their pack. However, she got her hope shattered by being rejected and banished from her pack. Not having a place to head either, she unintentionally crossed the border of a powerful pack, Moonlight Pack, where she was captured and taken to Lucas. To their surprise, they felt a strange, strong pull toward each other. With Aria struggling to start trusting again, will she accept Lucas to get a chance to be loved?

His reputation stretches far and wide and is darker than his dark suits and ties. After Lauren's first encounter with her father's killer, she realizes he’s just as dangerous as he is handsome. She doesn’t like the man or anything he stands for, though that doesn’t stop her heart from wanting to jump out of her chest like an excited rabbit when he’s near, nor the shiver that ghosts down her spine at the sound of his voice. And he’s always near. Telling her what to do. Dragged into his world in a contract marriage that'd benefit the dark lord and satisfy her thirst for revenge against her mother's enemies, her life and heart goes towards a downward spiral. Lauren may be a sweet girl on the outside, but she’s beginning to learn she has a taste for the darkness, for rough hands on her neck, cigarettes, and emerald-colored eyes.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked, his breath hot against my face as I straddled him. The way his arms wrapped around my waist made my breath hitch, and I clutched onto his shirt tighter. “Answer me,” he thundered, making me shudder in fright. “I belong to Prince Darion,” I muttered, my voice low. I could feel the sound of my erratic heartbeat drumming against my chest, yet I could only grind my teeth against each other. … Chosen by Darion Gray, I'd become his possession, unable to escape even if I wanted to. Not only had he owned my body, but my soul as well. What I hadn't expected was for me to fall for a man who had worn a mask since the beginning. A mask he never took off.

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.