Ultimate Guide Warrior Cats

(Witchita Series #1) On the evening of Santacruzan, I met Gideon, the consort of my life. Months later, we grew closer to each other, but then... he found out about the bet and we split up. Weeks after our breakup, he confronted and told me, “Panagutan mo ako... Buntis ako," and I was like, “Gago ka ba?” Days after my family revealed our biggest secrets, I made up my list. To do: 1. Get to know more about my family's identity, history, and special ability (especially in dealing with a pregnant male partner!) 2. Master my family's craft — witchcraft. 3. Attend to Deon's needs, assist, and take care of him. 4. Protect and keep him away from his pack for nine months (or else our child's gonna get killed because Deon's a son of an alpha b*tch!) 5. Plan about our child's financial support and our parental setup. 6. Make sure that the whole pregnancy experience will be tolerable for the first-time mommy (or pappy or whatsoever, I don't really know what to call him, geez...) 7. The child should stay with my family after Deon gave birth because he or she belongs to us, to the kind who needs to keep hiding. 8. And the most important thing to do, love my child with all my heart, mind, and Witchita soul. I am Angie Lou Pereira, a Witchita, and this is my guide to successful parenting.

He has no eyes, he sees through hers… He doesn't believe in love, but he has her heart in his hands…. He is cold hearted, she embraces him with love… When all he sees is the darkness, she walks him into the light…. She was his ultimate prize, she was his to taint and destroy… ******** Forced into a contract marriage in order to save her sick twin sister, Mia agrees to marry the cold hearted, ruthless and visually impaired billionaire Denver. Their bittersweet relationship begin to blossom to the envy and disapproval from people around them. Betrayal, lies and deception threatened the foundation of their marriage. After a ophthalmic surgery, will Denver recognize the woman that led him out the darkness? What happens when Mia's identical twin sister Riley takes on her identity and tries to destroy her marriage and life? Their marriage is bound to end due to the contractual deadline. Will love and fate bring them back together one more time?

On the day my dad, the Don of the Capone family, comes to the orphanage to take me home, I show up in a tactical helmet and a bulletproof vest. "I'm not going home with you. You're definitely doing this to trick me into getting married to a perverted old geezer in a marriage alliance. I bet my adopted sister has made preparations to start fake-crying anytime by loading up on her eyedrops." My dad is amused, to say the least. "Why would any of that happen? Silvia is nothing but welcoming you to our home! Also, our family isn't a lowly organization that deals with human trafficking." But I refuse to believe my dad at all. On the way home, I keep typing something on my phone. My mom, the Donna, leans over curiously. "Are you writing a diary entry?" "Nope. I'm writing tips on 'How to Survive the Mafia.'" 1) My food will definitely be poisoned. 2) If I get close to a staircase, I'll definitely get pushed down the stairs. 3) I'll get framed for something that I've never done before. My parents swear to me that none of the things I've written will ever happen. They tell me that my adopted sister, Silvia Capone, has a great personality, and things are amicable in the family. However, everything changes when Silvia brings me a glass of juice before lunchtime and insists on watching me drink it. Instead, I dump the juice into a nearby vase of flowers. Just as my parents are about to scold me for wasting the juice, smoke begins drifting from the flowers inside the vase. Then, they start wilting rapidly. I calmly leave a bright red checkmark behind the "poison" tip. As my parents stare at the dead flowers, they can feel color draining from their faces. "You should send the juice to a chem lab for analysis."

J'ai acheté un homme-bête de service de niveau compétition. Il ne m'aimait pas. Il a remué la queue uniquement devant ma sœur. Plus tard, j'ai ramené chez moi un homme-bête de bas rang, destiné au simple défoulement. Cette fois-là, il a paniqué. Il a même failli pleurer. « Isabelle Lepont, tu ne peux garder qu'un seul. Moi. Rien que moi ! »

"I only married you to save your company, Lyssandra. You’re not even my type.” Those were the words my husband threw at me the night I caught him cheating with his male lover. Instead of apologizing, he conspired with his lover to poison, kill me, and take my company. He expected me to break down, and beg, but I only promised him revenge. Then Erden Kryne returned; the most feared man in the underworld, a man from my past, and my ex husband's worst nightmare. And when Cade finally comes begging, whispering, “I’m sorry, Lys. Please just give me my position back,” It’s already far too late.

He was a warrior. He was meant to protect the King and the Kingdom. His name brought the fear for life in warriors across the world. What he never thought he would become was the High King of two Emperors. Their Warrior, Their Saviour, Their Partner, Their Husband. He became all of it.

Ryder Bates is an incurable player. Ever since his childhood sweetheart broke his heart over and over again and left him for an Arab billionaire, he had sworn off committing to any woman. Holly Grace Michaels is forced to help her best friend Kim Evans after player Ryder humiliates and uses her. The girls decide it's time that he gets a taste of his own medicine and Holly Grace Michaels is their secret weapon.But falling for the player is not in the plan. Holly is torn between falling in love with the player and revenge for her best friend.

Growing up the only wolf in a trailer park, Emily has no idea of the mysteries of her past, wondering why she's always had a repeated dream of a redheaded woman telling her that she is the last hope of her pack. Only the death of her parents by the hands of her 'mate' unlock the chain of events that lead to her finding out who she is really meant to be, and it is not just a small town girl with a crazy mate. She discovers packs, wolves and Alphas are real, and that they live amongst humans. The revelations are shocking, but not as much as the fact that she is made to choose between the Alpha and the Chief Warrior of her new pack, both of whom are intent on winning her heart for very different reasons.

Fann is a mighty Highland warrior on a mission. As a reward for decades of successful battles, the king has granted Fann land, title, and a beautiful young wife! But to claim them he must first rescue his bide from unknown abductors and return her to her home. Their home. And she doesn't know that they have been wed! The king had taken control of Lord MacDonald's clan, his lands, and wed both of the man's daughters by proxy in order to cover a significant tax debt. Fann hopes to find her, rescue her, and for her to willingly marry him before she finds out the truth. That he is called the wicked warrior not because of his fierce fighting, but for the type of sexual acts that bring him the most pleasure. For surely, a lass raised in an abbey will not do the things he wishes to do with her if she knows they are wicked. Or will she...

A comedy of errors, that offers second chances for first love in this BDSM Mafia, Reverse Harem Romance. In that moment of embarrassment, fear and dread, I do the unthinkable…….. I jump into the black clad stranger's arms, and kiss him with all the drama of a soap opera. Yes, I meant it to be for show to avoid my stalker, but .....Let’s just say it’s not all fake when I practically swoon like the well-to-do British lady I’m impersonating. “Renfield tricked me,” I pant, pointing my shaking finger at the obnoxious blonde man, literally crying, this is all so hysterical to him. “Dracula's spell is too powerful. I can't fight it, go! Go find Van Helsing!" How did this happen? Nicky! That’s right, this is all my orphan brother, Roman Nikolai Cross’ fault! Ever since that tweedle twap jerk named me after the bad luck stray cat outside our orphanage, there is no end to the comedy of errors that is my life. I was hoping to avoid the so tragic it’s funny or so funny it’s tragic stigma with my second chance on life, but no such luck with his latest shenanigans.