Tobias Ghost Eyes

Two bloodlines. One forbidden hybrid. A bond that could save the pack—or ignite a war. For twenty years, Yesnia “Jesse” Amador has been a ghost in the foster care system, moving from one cold home to the next, haunted by "nightmares" of golden eyes and ancient forests. She thought she was just a girl with a troubled past, until a shortcut through the Texas woods brings her face-to-face with a massive, tawny wolf—and a power she was never meant to wake. Kyle, the formidable heir to the Medina River Pack, has spent his life waiting for his other half. When he finds Jesse, the Mate Bond doesn't just spark—it roars. As matching tribal marks burn into their skin, Jesse learns a terrifying truth: she isn't just a wolf shifter. She is a hybrid, the secret daughter of a high-ranking wolf and a powerful Coven witch. Her mother’s final act was a binding spell to hide her from the High Coven, a radical faction that views her existence as an abomination. But now the seal is broken. Jesse's scent is out, and the hunters are closing in. Swept into the luxury and danger of the Pack Estate, Jesse must survive the Trial of the River and claim her place as Luna. With a protector like Kyle at her side, she finally has a home to fight for—if her dual heritage doesn't tear the world apart first.

My father was hospitalized with a fractured bone. He needed someone to look after him. My wife, Alma, who was also a doctor, said she had to attend the Lancet conference abroad. She claimed it was an event she could not miss. While I was caring for my father, my younger brother, Jack, forwarded a short video to me. “Clyde, you need to look at this video of Alma.” In the video, Alma, who always took great care of her hands, was assembling parts on an assembly line at an electronics factory. I looked up info on who uploaded the photo. It was Tobias Zidel, a male nurse from her department. He captioned the video: [From the operating table to my assembly line. A true woman of all trades!] I resisted the urge to confront her. Instead, I forwarded the video to the department’s group chat. [I wonder how much Dr. Ashford earns per day working at Mr. Zidel’s family factory?] The group chat instantly exploded with messages. The video spread across the entire hospital. Alma bombarded me with frantic phone calls. She demanded that I retract the message. “Come with a written apology on Monday. You will apologize to Mr. Zidel publicly during the meeting!” I hung up decisively. Then, I scheduled an appointment to file for divorce. I did not want a wife like this.

I'd been home for half a month, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that Mom wasn't quite herself anymore. She looked and sounded like she always had, but something felt different. Then, one day, I got a message from her that sent a chill down my spine. "Lily, hide! There's a ghost in the house!" At first, I thought she was pulling a prank on me—or maybe her account got hacked. Then, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Mom, who had just finished cooking, called out to tell me the meal was ready. I was still hesitating when another message popped up. It was a voice message. "Trust me, Lily. I'm your real mom! The one out there is a ghost! Run!" It sounded just like Mom's voice from outside. My mind was racing in panic. Not hearing me respond, Mom giggled from the other side of the door and said, "I'm coming in."

Kendrick Harrold was supposed to be dead. At least, that’s what the world believes. For two years, he’s lived like a ghost—broken, hidden, and forgotten after the accident that stole his freedom. But when a stranger with storm-grey eyes slips past his fortress walls, everything he’s buried begins to stir. Rose shouldn’t be here. Yet she is. Rose doesn’t have the luxury of distractions. With her sister’s life on the line and a debt that could crush them both, she’s bound to a future she never wanted—a loveless marriage and a cage of her own. The last thing she needs is Kendrick Harrold. But from the moment their paths collide, she can’t stay away. He’s searching for answers. She’s desperate to escape. Neither of them expected the fire that sparks between them. But secrets have a way of clawing their way to the surface. And one act of compassion could ignite a bond neither of them can control—one that’s as dangerous as it is undeniable. In the shadows of a grand estate, behind the silence of locked doors, a voice calls her name. A presence lingers between the shelves of the vast library. She should run. She should forget she ever saw him. But Kendrick has other plans. Because she found him. And now… he might never let her go.

Being a writer is not easy, but being a ghost writer who wanted to pursue writing but doesn’t want her name to get involved to any issues in order to have a peaceful life is so hard. While Bavina is focusing on being a ghost writer whom have tons of supporters and readers, she’s having a hard time to hide it when Paul Hemingway, whom is a singer and a composer knew about her big secret. It all started when Bavina saw him in the middle of the rain, crying and not on the right mind. Paul asked her to be in a fake relationship with him and will pay her a half million, and after Bavina met Paul’s Dad, she’s determined to help him to stop the marriage of Paul and Tacia, whom was his ex. But what if because of the contract fake relationship, one of them will want to be in a real relationship? And what if the moment they created a new human being, they both turned their back on each other because one of them can’t accept it? Are they going to be with each other or one of them will get married to one another and deny the child? Unforbidden is unforbidden. Fake is fake.

Zara Thomas is 23, broke, exhausted, and desperate. A waitress clinging to dead-end shifts and shattered dreams, her world collapses further when her mother is diagnosed with cancer.and the bills are more than she could ever afford. Out of options, out of time, and out of hope, Zara does the unthinkable: she sells one night of herself for money. She walks into a luxury hotel suite expecting shame. she meets Alexander Sterling a dangerously magnetic billionaire who strips her down with his eyes and undoes her with a single touch. One night. No names. No emotions. Just survival. Until fate twists cruelly. A week later, she lands a dream job… as his personal secretary. He’s cold, commanding, and acts like she’s invisible. But his gaze lingers. His touch remembers. And so does hers. What begins as tension spirals into a relationship laced with passion, pain, and everything neither of them expected. But just as Zara starts to believe in something more, a ghost from his past returns, lines blur between duty, desire, and something deeper, past secrets begin to surface, and one devastating truth could change everything. Will love be enough to rebuild the empire they lost or will the weight of their past destroy everything they almost had?

Genesis Walker is a ghost wearing a perfect smile. Years ago, her world burned her pack slaughtered, her family torn from her, and her name erased from existence. From the ashes, she rebuilt herself into something far more dangerous than the girl she used to be. Now, she’s back. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. And standing at the center of her revenge is one man Alpha Lucien Varkas. Feared by all. Ruled by none. A monster in power and silence. Infiltrating his world was supposed to be simple. Earn his trust. Get close. Destroy him from within. But nothing could have prepared her for the moment their eyes meet… Because the man she came to ruin is the one fate has bound her to. Her mate. Refusing the bond, Genesis plays a deadly game one where desire and deception blur, and every step closer to Lucien threatens to unravel everything she’s built. But Lucien is not a man easily deceived. Behind his cold, emotionless exterior lies a past as dark as her own and a growing obsession that refuses to let her go. As buried truths rise and enemies close in, Genesis must decide: Will she complete her vengeance… Or will she fall for the Alpha she was never meant to love?

I faked my identity, faked my fortune, faked my own death, faked my whole life but I was finally happy that my past is finally gone but what will happen when one day, a ghost from the past comes back to haunt me. ...... "you thought you could just hide forever, start some fresh life?"

“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady. Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red. He smiled. “Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.” Her grip tightened on the hilt. “Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.” There was absolute silence. “Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?” ~ Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’. Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather. It should have been simple. Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go. And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes. Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase. He takes.

Jax couldn’t believe how it felt to finally touch her the way that he wanted to. She was warm and sweet, and her response was incredible. Total surrender; aching want; hot need. He’d never have guessed that Sarah would give over so completely, and he kissed her over and over again, loving how she tasted. He finally pulled back, fighting with himself to do so. He opened his eyes and saw that hers were still closed. Her mouth was swollen and she trembled against him a bit. He ran his fingers through her curls, brushed her hair back from her gorgeous face. “Open your eyes, baby,” he said, his voice deep and husky. “Look at me.” **** Jax Hamill rebuilt his life on grit, dumb luck, and a refusal to look back. The past is buried. The bar is profitable. The house, truck, and bike are his. So is the no-strings sex in a back room he never plans to clean up. Jax lives for now. Everything is temporary.... until she isn’t. Sarah Matthews is drowning in responsibility. Overworked, overstretched, and painfully single, her life is a color-coded calendar of obligation. She doesn’t need romance. She needs escape....just once. Just long enough to remember who she was before life tightened the leash. Their deal is simple: no future, no promises, no feelings. Just heat. Just fun. Just temporary. Then a ghost from Sarah’s past crashes the fantasy – and turns desire into a battlefield. As Sarah fights to reclaim her life, Jax is forced to face the man he used to be, the man he pretends to be, and the man he might become… if he dares to want something real.