Took: A Ghost Story Novels & Stories

What happened when a girl is forced to marry someone? I am Neha Samad and I was bound with a jerk. But I didn't know that my God would help me like this and my life would take a turn. Join Neha, a girl who was forced to marry a man who loved her but she had never met him ever. He kidnapped her and forced her to marry her. Will she be able to accept him? Will she get a peaceful life with love and care and respect? Or she will have nothing but a jerky man.

Seven years after my death, an engagement invitation from my ex-girlfriend arrives at my house. Back then, I had broken up with her in my lowest, most desperate days and married someone else. Now, she has reinvented herself as a rising powerhouse worth hundreds of billions, driven by revenge and eager to see me regret everything and beg for mercy. Unfortunately for her, I am not the one who shows up. She looks around in open contempt, convinced my absence means guilt, shame, and fear. When I finally appear, all she sees is an urn.

This is the prequel to, A Broken Alpha series. Noah, a frightened little Omega who was kept in a small dark room, tortured, , and abused, since the age of eight by his Alpha…That is until he was finally rescued at the age of 11. Noah is terrified of everyone, especially Alpha's. What happens when Noah grows up, and discovers his mate is the one thing he's terrified of the most, an Alpha. Will he be able to get over his fears, and accept the Alpha. What happens when he is forced to live with him. **Warning, bxb, Omegaverse** Noah, everyone's favorite feisty little white haired Omega from "A broken Alpha" series. Watch how Noah goes from this frightened abused 11-year-old, to the feisty and strong white hair Omega that everyone knows and loves. Series in order, 5) Noah, an Omega's story - Prequel 1) A Broken Alpha 2) Alpha Reid and the Hybrids 3) Maddox, the Broken Alpha 4) River Pack and the Vampires ***Warning, this book contains , abuse and torture. Graphic scenes, bxb, bxbxb, bxgxb bxb, Omegaverse, male pregnancy.***

You know that feeling when the player of the school suddenly picks interest in you? "What do you want?" I faced him. He was really getting on my nerves by being around me. "Great question, Theresa,"he said looking straight at me. "Could you please not call me that?" "Be my date to Lucas's pool party this Saturday," he dropped. Shocker! When Luke Henderson decides to bother Tess Harvey, he didn't know what he was getting himself into. Tess's life is full of so many drama but poor Luke isn't aware. Abandoned by everyone she trusted and loved, Tess Harvey lived a difficult life. She actually got consoled by an unexpected trio. Years later, she diligently works hard to put past incidents behind her but old memories and acquaintances interfere with it. She suffers from anger issues and this interferes with her work at a point. Being hurt by the people she trusted the most, she found it hard to open up to anyone. She doesn't even wanna be loved. A story filled with suspense, thrill, dose of comedy and tears.

"I am Giovanni Russo, Selena Jerome..Right?" He asked,stretching his hand for a handshake.I was so lost in his green eyes that carried so much darkness.His presence made all the hair in my body stand in perfect attention as I felt goosebumps, not in a good way though. Mostly, out of fear.His Aura felt evil as I shook his hands and said.."How do you know my name?""Because your father committed a grevious act against my family and I am the guy who destroys him by ending you..." Selena's Life changes in one night when her true identity as the lost black daughter of Russian's richest arm lord gets revealed without her knowledge, resulting into a threat against her life.Her identity was hidden for a reason... its because she was birthed unto .Be Warned: Matured Contents..

The year I hit rock bottom, I got sucked into a game. The rule was to survive a week on 50 dollars, and the winner would walk away with one million dollars. Everyone else was desperate to win, but I was the only one trying to escape. What they did not know was that I was the previous round's winner, and killing me meant they could steal my 500 million dollars.

On the night of our anniversary, I had prepared a new set of lingerie for my Mafia husband Joey, but he had prepared divorce papers for me instead. A Cuban cigar was clamped between his teeth, a look of pure entitlement on his face. "Adriana, we need to divorce. Vivian's father is a capo. If I marry her, my future's set." "Look, sweetheart, you're just a broken family's leftover daughter. You should be grateful I kept you around this long." "Once I have the family ring, maybe I'll throw you a few scraps, let you be my little side piece." Everyone expected the daughter of a fallen family to step aside for his ambition, to be the loyal dog I'd been for the past seven years. But that night, I made a deal with the devil. I accepted a match arranged by my family and married the true king of New York's underworld. I vanished from Joey's world completely. Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?

I had stopped pretending the night Sebastian sailed past our bedroom door for the third time and didn’t look back. I had married him to keep my father’s company intact. Out of my father's desperation. The vows were for the cameras and the board, everything else was ledger entries and quiet compromises. He chased his affairs in public while I held the facade. He saw my composure and called it martyrdom. He never figured out that my calm was armor, not devotion. Then Samantha came home, twenty-three, luminous, curious, the kind of warmth that made places in me I’d kept cordoned off ache. She drifted into my life with easy laughter and careless questions. A sister-in-law, that became my obsession. We started with late-night talks, her voice soft in an empty house, her hand brushing mine while we pretended we were discussing nothing at all. Those small touches stopped being accidental, but deliberate. While Sebastian was busy elsewhere, I took his sister. Not to win anything on a balance sheet, not to score a victory, but to finally have the means to protect who I am, and who I love. Samantha was bewildered at first, shame and curiosity tangling on her face, but the way she leaned into the moments we stole told me more than words ever could. It was messy and urgent and selfish. She became my refuge and my ruin. The tenderness I had once sold to survive became a liability I was suddenly proud to bear. When the scandal around Sebastian crescendoed, I didn’t hide behind the marriage or the name. I stepped into the light, shoulder to shoulder with her, exposed and fierce. I traded anonymity for that, truth wrapped in possession, and I, Mikayla Stonefield, would have done it again.

Elowen Renshaw thought she had it all– a future with a man she sacrificed everything for. But betrayal struck her when her groom chose her half sister over her under the guise of a dying wish. Humiliated and broken, she made a vow never to be the victim again. Not until Ryan Sylvarn came into play with a proposal—"Marry me Gattina. Give Owen a taste of his medicine.” Ryan was a renowned playboy notorious for his acts, more still he was best friends with her ex. ……. "You knew I was drunk yet you still took advantage of me knowing I'm your best friend's fiancée." "Oh that." He carelessly dismissed it and dropped the file he was holding on the bed beside me. "I thought he's marrying your sister, why keep the title?” ……… Will Elowen and Ryan be able to stay within the terms of their contract marriage?

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter. Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain. "Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies." I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged. Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head . "She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."