Vera Claythorne And Then There Were None

Nova Scott is a 23 year old scientist. She's strong, beautiful and one of the best scientists you'll ever find. One mistake and she gets caught up in a time warp which takes her 5 centuries backwards. She's mistaken for the princess and forcefully betrothed to the most cold, ruthless and dangerous King in history. Will she fight back? Will she survive and get out of there before it's too late? Or will she follow her destiny?

On our eighth anniversary, Claire Young announced that she had already registered her marriage with her childhood friend. She took him home, ordering me around as if it was only natural. "Move to another room. Stan loves sunshine." "Stan doesn't like sweets, so don't bake any when you're at home. He'd be upset if he saw it." I kept quiet through it all and bought a ticket to leave. My friend wanted to help me out of the predicament, but she didn't think it was a big deal. "He's just being dramatic again. Let him be—he'd be caving in just a few days." Everyone laughed at that, and quietly made bets as to when I'd come crawling back to Claire's feet. None of them knew I was already inducted into the national weapons program, and that I was really leaving.

Annabelle stares at Richard in his kingly attire. She walks down the Royal rug, grasping her colourful bridal flowers. Was she thinking straight?. She was getting married to the son of her parents murderer, the king. Well she had her plans. " It was a bloody one. An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth Blood for blood MY PEOPLE FOR YOUR PEOPLE" but she loved him, she loved the son of her parents murderer. Well time shall tell if her vengeance will be consumed by love. ******* Love and Vengeance.

Secrets, Scandals, Parties and Fast living. Name it, Matt Drew has had it all. His playboy lifestyle crashes when his sister is brutally murdered. Matt is thrown into a depression that makes him seek solace in work. And then he meets Ira and everything about him changes...or does it? Smashing hot. Naive. Simple but breathtakingly beautiful. Ira wrenches Matt from the halls of debauchery. For a while, it seems as if she'll redeem him. However, darkness lurks around the corner. Will she be able to handle the secrets, worms and scandals that come with loving a Drew? Find out in this exciting story...

To establish peace between two families long at war, Bria Leonetti is married to Domenico Cattaneo, heir to the Cattaneo family. Peace is the mission- but it is not long before the fragile standing between families is rocked by an unknown threat. Struggling to find her place in this world, Bria is now faced with the choice- save herself, or save her family.

"You whore!" A masculine voice. "You philanderer!" A feminine voice. "I'll kill you in this house!" He bellowed as he charged straight to the woman and started beating her up. The little boy stood at the door and watched his parents go about their daily routine, tears spilled from his eyes. He stood in the shadows, just watching and crying. If he speaks out loud, they'll remember him and his father will beat him also. No one remembers him. Not unless they want to beat him too. Then he saw the blow, heard the awful sound. The blow that made a difference. The blow that made that day stand out from every other day. His mom stopped screaming, she laid there on the floor, staring into nothingness. Dead. "Gia." His dad paused mid-beating. No answer. "Gianna!" He patted her white arms turned red from being beaten. Terror filled the little boy's system, a sound escaped his mouth, drawing the man's attention. "Oops. I've forgotten about you." He said to the little boy. "Mom's dead..." The little boy said in a tiny voice. The man looked down at the lifeless white woman, "Seems like it." He looked at the boy with an eye filled with menace. "You'll pretend you didn't see a thing. You'll......" The siren rang outside. The police had arrived. A neighbour had alerted them when he heard the noise. He watched as the policemen pointed their guns at his father. He watched as they took his father away. He remained hidden, his blue eyes returning to the woman who laid on the floor, with eyes as blue as his. She was staring right at him. Finally, she sees him. Only in death, did she really see him. Something died in that little boy that day. Replaced with bitterness.

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Ever heard of the saying 'blood is thicker than water'...? Well that is not the case between Miranda andClaudia Cooper, two sisters who both see the worst in each other. Betrayal, jealousy, revenge, conspiracy and hatred help bring out the demons in the two sisters. Be warned, your enemies are the ones you dine with!

When Shawn left San Frease for a chance with his mother he never expected to find himself in the midst of vampires let alone expect to be the center piece to some ancient feud. All he wanted was a new beginning with as little as no mistakes but old habits die hard and he can't help the fact that he is drawn to the Storms, especially Kayla Storm, the century year old vampire who plagued his thoughts. Somehow he was a part of their lives and they would have to be part of his new life. When people begin to go missing in the seemingly sleepy town of WhiSare, Shawn and Kayla uncover a plot that is a threat to mankind. But their problems are fast from over when a group of self proclaimed Vampire Hunters from school uncover the true identity of the Storms, threatening to expose them for who they really are. Samantha Reid, leader of the vampire hunters has a bone to pick with the Storms. Her quest for revenge would lead her to the discovery of DeShawn Hunter's true lineage. The first ancient family Vampire Hunters. But Shawn is torn between his bond with Kayla and the killer instincts raging in his blood against her kind. With all these forces against them will they be able to quickly uncover the identities of their enemies before time runs out?

Six years after losing my memory and being taken in by the Lawson family, my husband, Jack Lawson, brought his childhood sweetheart home. She was beautiful and understanding, and everyone liked her. Not only did Jack favor her, but our two children also called her "Mom" behind my back. Due to the extreme sadness, I actually got my memories back. Since the Lawson family felt that my presence was unnecessary, then I might as well go home and be the heiress of the powerful Miller family again.