Walk To Arlong Park

Bella's life in prison is slowly breaking her. Hope ebbs away until one night, a desperate Luna comes to her cell with an offer she can't refuse. She can walk free, but must return with the hulking, dangerous man with three angry scars on his neck. Wolfless, lost and scared Bella must find him in time. Together their pasts have the potential to be the foundation of something more but can love truly overcome all? White Forest Pack Series *Book 1 - A Banished Alpha *Book 2 - The Luna's Rejected Assassin *Book 3 - The Beta's Prize Shadowlands Series (Can all be read standalone) *Book 1 - A Damaged Alpha *Book 2 - The Luna Who Wants Everything (2023)

Lycan children born from Alphas often came in twins or triplets. Destined to be matched with one female throughout their reign. But it wasn’t that simple. Some Alpha siblings were willing to share. Others prepared to kill one another to keep their mate to themselves. It was no different for Jaxon and Xander. Having already rejected three mates they are paired with a fourth, something that wasn’t heard of. The only problem was, she wasn’t a Lycan. Blue is a wolf with no pack. She refuses to live as a wolf, and instead lives among humans. When Jaxon and Xander walk into her life, they turn it upside down. Secrets that she had kept hidden for a long time start to come to the surface, revealing Blue for what she really is.

Viktor Raven Viktor Raven isn't someone greatful to have money but money is greatful to have him. A man whom women's are fasting every day to have. Hayl Cain The perfect defination of mask. Carries her world where every man craves her. But she isn't that easy. Her fake face can even fool a lie detector. PLOT LINE When women's are dying to have the Man of thier dreams but that men bears allergy with marriages. He finds a women to marry over a contract but not making a contract. SNEAK PEEK "So will you marry me?" I asked her. "What kind of joke you are spitting. Did you take the wrong pills? " she asked me "No I don't think it's pills you are born with defect I guess" she said as she sighed. And then she started to walk out as I grabbed her by her wrist again and rolled her over with her hand stuck behind her as I had a tight grip. While my mouth lingered over her ears. "When I say I'm serious. Than I'm hell serious. And since you already know I'm mental don't make me go mad. " I murmured in her ears. But then she rolled her hands over her head and than rolled my hands. As now I was in front of her. "Do you know you have a great power in you " "And what is that? " "That you can speak crap every time you open you mouth without failing once" she said to me as I laugh. Then I rolled my hands away and got away from her grip and then started to walk nearer and nearer to her as she walked back and back as she reached at the edge of my desk. While she looked at me with no expression.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Summer Shrap is an ambitious, cunning, manipulative reporter, slim and skinny, the second daughter and the last child of the Shrap. Desperate, could be tricky sometimes, manipulative, just the definition of a dangerous beauty. Her only dream is becoming the next owner of her father business, that is her only desire but an obstacle seems to be standing in her way. And that is her sister Dora, who has always disliked way because of their father love for Summer. In order to win the war started between her and her sister, she decided to walk on an ice. She found out a secret about one of the most powerful man in the country, the gay billionaire. She approached him and placed down a deal, in exchange of his secret. Which is to Marry her and support her with his shares.

"Remember child, your world is broken and you are born to fix it" ..... Badbloods are people with peculiar abilities and they are evil. Are they? The human civilization collapsed as a powerful Badblood, the Inkur, unleashed the Reapers into the land. Reapers are creatures from the abyss and they fed on human soul and flesh. Those who survived creates a village and built walls to keep them safe from the Reapers. Badbloods were killed or casted out from the villages as people fear them. Serra, a young girl in their village was casted out and was accused as a Badblood, but she don't know if she is and she don't know her power. She is forced to walk in the lands with Reapers lurking in the shadows. She will then discover that the Reapers aren't the only the one to fear outside the gates.

After my 99th confession, my childhood best friend, Michael Leight, finally says yes. I am overjoyed, believing that my years of unrequited love have finally paid off. But when I walk past the pantry, I overhear him speaking tenderly to our family chef, Tahlia Duvey. "Once I take everything from the Kingstons, I'll kick that idiot Ariel to the curb and throw us a grand wedding. Everything here will be yours." My heart feels like a sword has been plunged into it. That night, I storm into Grandpa's study and point at a photo of the Gordon family's heir—Charles, known for always keeping his distance from women. "Grandpa! I want to marry him!" I announce.

After being cheated on by her boyfriend Gabriel, Alice ran away to start a new life without saying she was pregnant. Six years later she comes back to Mexico where her past stood still waiting for her to say the truth. But what she didn't know is someone else was waiting for her, Ian, the one whom she gave strength to walk out on his religion to pursue his dreams. What's going to happen when her old boyfriend decides to fight against anything to conquer her heart again? Gabriel said he was going to love her forever but, is he going to fulfill his promise even if she's pregnant with another man's baby?

For years, Viola thought their marriage was built on love, until she overheard the truth. Her husband’s heart had never belonged to her, but to another woman… his brother’s wife. Every anniversary, he left her alone, not because of “work,” but to prove his loyalty to the woman he could never have. And when his brother died, he rushed to comfort the widow, protecting her from blame while neglecting his own wife and family. Now, he wants to bring his sister-in-law and her daughter into their home. Humiliated and heartbroken, Viola finally decides to walk away, only for the lies to unravel one by one. Because the brother they buried isn’t dead. And the woman everyone pitied is far darker than she seems.

After recovering from breast cancer, my fiancé started making excuses to stay out all night. On my birthday, I finally tracked him down on a yacht where he was joking with his friends. "I figured once she died, the engagement would be off the table. Who knew she'd be so hard to die.” "But I've got a brilliant plan—I'll fake my death at the wedding. We can livestream it and watch how this woman who worships me to the core breaks down in tears." I couldn't help but smile to myself. If Travis Luther could play dead, so could I. In the end, he was the one who broke down sobbing, begging me not to walk away.