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Rebecca Allen thought Lilac Grove was a great place to start over, away from her abusive ex-husband. But people are going missing. There’re too many hunters ready to shoot anything that moves around for everyone’s comfort. Now, the drop-dead gorgeous owner of The Wolf’s Den Bar, Robert Northgate, is missing. Rebecca was one of the last people to see him. It’s not even lunch. On the way home from work, Becky finds an injured wolf on the road. The wolf is lucky, she’s the new town vet. Robert Northgate’s day isn’t going any better. He’s under pressure to keep the money flowing for his pack. Times are hard. Though the annoying hunters are at least spending some money like it’s water but there are too many shoot first types around for Robert’s comfort. As the Shadow Mists Pack Alpha. It gets worse when he’s attacked rogue wolves in his territory. They leave him for dead on a rural road. On the same day, he meets his very human mate. How can he explain the existence of werewolves to Rebecca? It’s Robert’s job to protect his people. But his mate is a lowly human and prejudices run deep with the elders. Can he find love with his mate without losing his pack’s confidence? Can he stop the disappearances and find the missing people? Will he be able to stop the rogue wolves from taking his territory before some hunter shoots first and someone dies? Original Cover Design by Central Covers

A surprise is waiting for Brielle Ashby when she returns home to her hometown of New York from college. This bombshell will alter her life forever. Zuriel Richardson, the Devilishly Handsome CEO of Richardson Empires, is a playboy but extremely vicious when it comes to his business. He doesn't care if you're alive or dead; all that matters to him is his business, his company, and his profits. When they first meet, it's only for business. But will the spark that she gets from being around him ignite into something more, or is love not in the cards for them? When she will marry him, things become more intimate, but the catch is that there is no love involved.

"The bride is here" someone shouted and he calmed down a bit, he just want to get this over with. He turned to stare at his bride and was shocked to see another face, dressed as his bride walking towards the altar. The lady has blond hair and baby blue eyes, a straight nose and a rosebud mouth that was twitching nervously He stared at his friend who was standing beside him, his gaze demanding for an explanation but he only shrugged, his gaze portrayed that he doesn't have a clue about what's going on. She smiled nervously when she got to where he was standing "Hello, you must be the groom, my name is Isabella. Joana's cousin and I am your bride" Daniel arched a brow at her before turning back to the priest, "let's begin"........ ******************************************* [One Year Later] "Boss, you have to see this video, it is a video of your wife with another man and the worst is that it is uploaded on an adult site" Daniel flung the phone angrily across the wall, "find me that bastard who would dare do such, find him before 24hours elapses" he yelled....... Find out what will become of Daniel and Isabella's marriage after this shocking revelation. Will their love be able to withstand every little secret being dished out?

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?

Sheikh Uthman Ibn Abbas is the sheikh of the vast Ikram kingdom situated in the middle east and Tequila Meyers is a call girl cum stripper who works her ass off to feed her baby sister after their mother abandoned them. Tequila is delighted to be among those that her boss prepared to dance for the young sheikh in his private room. Her joy knows no bounds when she gets a chance to spend the night in his bed when he offers to pay triple of what she has ever earned at the club. The next morning and the sheikh is gone after leaving a huge check that's enough to take care of Tequila for a long time. Three years later, Tequila escorts her dead best friend's body to his hometown in the middle east and she was shocked to find out the sheikh she once spent the best night of her life with and the father of her baby is the king of Ali's hometown. Sheikh Uthman is shocked to find out he has an heir and now he wants his baby back.

'God, I'm late again!' Jane thought as she hurried through the streets. 'Mr. Smith is going to be so mad!' She decided to take a shortcut through some back alleys that she would normally rather avoid. Suddenly, she heard a series of whimpers, thumps, and yelps coming from another alley nearby. It sounded like a dog in pain, being beaten by something heavy 'Maybe if I make a noise, whatever is attacking that dog will get scared and run.' She stopped. She had just peaked her head around the corner and saw not one but two . . . men? . . . standing at the other end of a dead-end alley and overlooking a very large, furry pile of animals that seemed to be twitching. Normally, Jane would have been filled with terror at that moment, but terror was normally reserved for those with something to lose. There was a part of Jane, however, that still clung to the charade that was her life. Her hands began to tremble and her lungs released a scarcely audible gasp. Then the two standing figures turned and faced the end of the alley where Jane was hiding. "I'm going to call the police!" she shouted, lacking anything better to say. One of the figures shook his head and smiled. All his teeth seemed to be far too pointy. "That would be a very . . . terrible . . . mistake," he hissed, his words escaping his mouth like dead air from a pharaoh's tomb. And then both of them headed towards her at an inhuman pace. "No," one of them rasped. "Finish it. I'll get the girl." The other one stopped and snarled some kind of response.

Three years into our marriage, Chris Davis doted on me deeply. But I accidentally discovered that he had been cheating on me for two years. In front of that woman, everything he said showed his disdain towards me. "Who would marry a cripple?" "She's like a dead fish in bed." "She's just a deaf person who makes me want to throw up now." Later, I took the initiative to file for divorce. But he went crazy. Kneeling in front of me, every word was filled with regret...

(Royal Beta Brum and Dragon Princess Zisealer's story) A dragon king’s first child should be a son, if not, that child is killed. My mother said no when the men came with their sharp swords to butcher me alive and she paid with her life. I am a warrior, I can fight my wars but not this one. My younger brother wants me dead because I am a threat when it comes to the throne and to protect me, my father forces me to mate with a werewolf royal beta. One look at him and I know nothing but heartache awaits me. He looks at me but doesn't see me. It seems he doesn’t even see the world. His dark haunted eyes are dead with nothing but dread and such coldness pouring from him. There is no one I hate more than him—the sexy, cold, and heartless Beta who dominates my dreams and leaves me burning with want and need for him. Fate has other plans for us as I wake up on a mountain having been brutally gutted to death. The grim reaper wracks havoc in our lives, a war breaks out and blood is all that flaws. This is book 3 in the ‘Royally screwed’ series. Book 1: The Royally Screwed Luna Book 2: The Royally Screwed Queen

(Warning this is a dark Gods Novel. It will have violence, sex, suicide and dark scenes in it. Read at your own discretion.) Ariella is a powerless Goddess who has been locked away from exploring the royal realm since she was born. For years she begged her father to allow her to go to the royal academy but he never seemed to budge. His belief was that it was to dangerous for someone like her. That belief stays strong until she finally turned of age. After what seemed like an eternity her dream finally became reality. She was enrolled in the most sought out school for Gods and Goddesses. She would finally be set free of her chains. As long as she kept her grades up and stayed out of trouble, she would live in the dormitory. The life she wanted was in her grasp. All dreams were possible, the fear of not fitting in was squashed instantly and everything seemed perfect. Everything was perfect but what happens when word goes around that the Goddess who teaches royal laws is being replaced by none other than the high king himself? Ariella rolls her eyes and keeps walking, that's what happens. That is until she's proven wrong the moment she walks right into the most addicting and magnificent God she had ever laid eyes on. The high king to be specific. All the promises she made, all the rules she followed were pushed aside as soon as she realized that her crush was more than a simple crush. The high king consumed her mind and every other part of her. A simple obsession you say? Well she's in for a rude awakening when the simple life she had, turns into a neverending roller coaster.

“Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime is being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Now, I’m not just pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, I have now become his slave. A slave that he hated with every breath in him. Would my Lycan King ever forgive and accept that I’m human and nothing more? Or would I be dead before I get a chance for freedom?