Voice Of Eugene In Tangled

20-year-old Kiana finds herself at the center of a one strange tangled web. Destined to be mated to Alpha Mason, she's shocked when he refuses to mark and mate her. Curiosity consumes her as she unravels the truth: Alpha Mason, her mate had been secretly involved with her own mother. Determined to seek justice and turn the tables, Kiana plots her revenge. In a daring move, she gets into an affair with her stepfather, intending to hurt her mother and mate.’ But as her plan backfired, Kiana's world is shattered once again when her mother attempts to take Kiana’s life and makes her Mate reject her. In a desperate escape, Kiana finds herself in the arms of a Lycan, Lycan Ryan her second chance mate. What happens when her mother tries to take the Lycan too? Will he fall? Or will he stand with Kiana?

Jezebel is part of an only female werewolf family. Only problem, she isn’t a werewolf. She was meant to be, but she never got her powers. Fear of this, made her mother hide her away. However, an Alpha, Kent, who comes to see if Jezebel’s sister could be his mate, takes an interest in Jezebel instead. He offers to marry her sister only if Jezebel agrees to live with him in his castle first. Ready to refuse but unable to, once her mother agrees, Jezebel is taken to the castle. Unaware of Kent and his brother’s race to be the only Alpha in the family, she gets tangled up in their fight, only to be the key to a resolution. Come read ‘Werewolf Rider’ and join Jezebel in this journey of self love, purpose, and courage. Who knows, maybe along the way, she might stumble into true love as well.

"I woke up one day and I belonged to a lie but I closed my eyes and let it be.” Sweet lies are better than the painful truth. Aiah's eyes were shut with the truth about her past. She forgot everything about herself and the only way to regain those memories is to allow the people around her to feed her mind. She was said to be a perfect resemblance of her best friend, Eniessia, who happened to be the late wife of her current love interest. Zach Ethaniel lived in loneliness for years except the fact that his son gives him joy. He thought that his child is enough to put color to his dull world but he was mistaken. He needed someone to spark up his heart. It was not by fate but planned, they met each other in the midst of longing. They entered in a complicated mission and a tangled situation with Aiah's innocent lie.

Princess Wendy flees a forced marriage, only to discover her boyfriend's infidelity. She rebuilds her life in Chicago after being banished and disowned by her own family, but she is unaware that her past is about to collide with her present. A new hot professor had been employed in their school and he was the name on every girl's lips, Wendy, who had lost interest in men, was thrown into turmoil when the new hottie turned out to be her jilted groom, George. George, the widower she once escaped, is now a professor on a secret mission. As their paths cross, they are confronted with a tangled web of desire, vengeance, and unexpected connections. When an old flame threatens to expose Wendy's newfound happiness, George must confront his family's dark secrets to secure their future together. Will their love survive the trials, or will the glooms of the past tear them apart?

JUST IN: Solange Raviea Cervana, Celestial Modeling Company's impeccable and certified praiseworthy model hitting sensation, has confirmed her engagement with Vernon Thobias Alejo, the viral artist of the year and the upstanding CEO of a well-known winery enterprise. The renowned prodigy and soul of elegancy, Solange Raviea Cervana caught up in a tangled situation ever since the news about her engagement, labeled as an unforeseen phenomenon, was unleashed and spread all over the media—attaining the peak of huge controversy. As her father made her engage herself in an industry that would require her to be the spotlight of greatness, she had no chance to have room for disappointments and failures, but what could be the sense of all the vengeance and hatred that has been molded into one if she happened to break the rule and made herself fall into Vernon’s trap? Will she ever call the affair an undesirable one or the other way around?

He paused behind me, leaning in closely till his breath was warm against my ear. “I like the way you listen to instructions, Eve Keller.” Dominic Kingston is ruthless, untouchable and feared in the corporate world. But no one knows his darkest secret. By night, he becomes Dom Daddy, a commanding voice behind the audios that thousands of anonymous women crave. For Eve Keller, those audios were her guilty escape. She obeyed every instruction, surrendered to every word, never imagining the man behind the voice would one day stand in front of her as her boss. The moment he spoke once, she knew that voice. And when he realized who she was, Dominic didn’t just want her obedience, he wanted to strip her down to nothing but his.

As I took my newborn daughter from the nurse, I heard the voice of the baby in the next bed echoing in my head. “Don’t take her, Mommy. I’m your real baby!” The doctor and nurses did not seem to hear a thing. I thought I was hallucinating due to my fatigue, so I continued nursing my baby girl. “How dare you cry, you burdensome wretch? I’ll pinch you if you keep crying!” The baby’s grandmother picked him up and walked outside, but the voice came again, crying, “The mean old lady is taking me away. Mommy, look over here quickly! Look at the birthmark on my left ear!” I froze. My first child, who had died in an accident, had a birthmark on his left ear.

I never imagined selling myself to a stranger, but desperation changes everything. “My offer is simple,” he said, leaning back in his leather chair, his voice colder than the iced whiskey in his glass. “Help us track down those people you overheard last night and act as bait for a few months” His eyes were steel—sharp, unreadable. I swallowed hard. I was a waitress. He was a billionaire. We lived in different worlds. But my mother was dying, and I needed money fast. “And in return?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “You get two million dollars as well as protection from the criminal organization looking for you,” he said flatly. My hands trembled in my lap. This wasn’t a proposal. It was a transaction. And I was the product. But I nodded anyway. “Deal.”

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

WE'RE BACK! Yes, your favorite cousins are back at it again, but this time it ain't about me. So, buckle up and grab your wine glasses, because it's gonna be crazy! Mina’s POV: Wait a damn minute. Am I in hell? Because if I am, I need to speak to HR. I didn't even get a chance to plead my case, give a reference or something. I'm about to start freaking out because, I'm not a “go to hell” and mean it type of person. I can't do heat for five minutes let alone an eternity. I feel like giving my life to save a baby and a man should have gotten me at least joint visitation six months in heaven and six months in hell. “Mina, are you awake?” I heard the voice quietly say next to my ear. I tried opening my eyes, but it felt like I had sand in them. I decided to try speaking, but only let out something that sounded like a sick animal. "Wait right there let me get you some water.” I heard a voice whisper again. Who the hell is that? I have heard that voice before but couldn't figure out who the hell it was. “! We need to move; they've found us.” The voice came again. Wait, what? Who the hell are they? I tried opening my eyes again, this time I managed to get them open enough to see the figure picking me up bridal style. Then the stranger turned his head to look directly in my eyes and I knew instantly who it was. “Blaze? You gotta be shitting me.” I said, obviously shocked. “Hey, can we join the party? I hope you are serving food because we are famished.” I heard a man say.