Waves Drawing Easy

The past isn't easy to overcome. Emily's new goal is to leave the past behind and focus on building her life. When she gets admitted to her dream college, she has three goals. Focus on her studies. Stay away from drama and get a degree. But her goals and plans are quickly challenged when she meets someone from her past. The past she had worked hard to overcome is threatening to tear apart her new life. Gabriel Ford is living the good life in college. He is popular, every girl wants him, and his football career is taking shape. But when he least expects it, he bumps into his childhood friend. The girl he thought he'd never see again. The girl that abandoned him. Will he ever forgive her? Or better yet, is he ready to know what made her leave? The past isn'tt easy to overcome.

The cold seawater engulfs me, its relentless pull dragging me into the abyss. I kick desperately, my lungs burning, but the surface drifts farther and farther away. "Save me, Kane… save our child…" Pain lances through my body as I clutch my stomach, shielding the fragile life within me. The child I never thought I'd have, the child who was supposed to be our blessing. Through the watery haze, I see Kane Porter standing on the jagged cliffs above the shore. His tall, commanding figure is framed by the moonlight, his golden eyes burning with hatred. The alpha of the Nightfall Pack, the man who once whispered my name with reverence, now looks at me like I'm filth beneath his feet. His voice cuts through the roaring waves, sharp and merciless. "Don't think I don't know what you've done, Selene." The currents tug me deeper. My strength wanes, but his words stab deeper than the water ever could. "You drugged me with a philter, hoping to make me mark you—hoping to force your way into the position of my Luna. Because of your selfishness, Arya is gone. You destroyed her mind, pushed her into madness!" A shadow of despair twists across his face, but it vanishes beneath pure fury. "She fell from that cliff because of you." I shake my head, but I can’t speak. The sea is swallowing my voice. "Do you know what it’s like to wake up every day in torment? To live knowing the woman I loved died because of you?" His eyes glint like a wolf ready to tear out his prey's throat. "I want you to feel every ounce of that pain. I want you and your cursed child to die with her." The waves crash above me, and darkness claws at the edges of my vision. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day Kane's philter takes effect. He approaches me, his face flushed and his breathing rapid. He's already undone his buttons. "Hang on, Kane. Arya will be here soon!" I back away and open the door behind me. Then, I run off.

The yacht I'm steering crashes into a huge wave, scaring my husband's junior, who has a heart condition. So, my husband orders someone to tie me up and dangle me in the ocean by a rope. He even tells the captain to head straight into the waves. "You know Wren has a heart condition, yet you still scared her! How can you be so evil?" I beg him to let me go and tell him that I was following a charted path; I didn't mean for anything to happen. However, he just mocks me. "You've been a yacht driver for so long. Haven't you experienced anything like this before? I'll make you go through what Wren did! Let's see whether you'll pull this again!" After a day and night of this torment, he relents and decides to pull me back up. It's too bad he doesn't know that the waves have already torn me to shreds.

Like a moth is drawn to a flame, she's drawn to him even when she knows the consequences. She has been attracted to him the very first time she saw him, only that she had no idea how hard she is going to fall for him, how deeply she is going to care for him. Nathalie is an only child, the heiress to her billionaire family's fortune. She isn't interested in the family business, instead she finds comfort in drawing, painting and photographing. Lucas has an assignment to carry out and damn right he's going to do it, he mustn't let one amazing girl with a honey brown hair and eyes sway him. But can he? He came into the house hiding under the mask of being a bodyguard but it is much more than that. Both his survival and that of his twin sister depends on it.

Riya Rolfe thinks that stories about werewolves and Lycans are just old wives tales so she gets a huge and unexpected shocker when she wakes up as a werewolf and finds herself in a world where werewolves like her are the property of Lycans to do with as they wish and she has to compete for the affections of the Lycan Prince. “What are you wearing?” He said, drawing so close that the smell of cedarwood and the sea filled my senses as he fingered the necklace which’s pendant disappeared into the hollow between my breasts while I struggled to pretend like I was not moved by his actions. “It was a gift.” I said straightening up and staring brazenly into his eyes which glowed dangerously and he growled and snapped the necklace off my neck in one fluid move. “You belong to me, only I can adorn you with jewelry and my touch.”

Only one girl in an all-boy athletics high school... Pretending to be a boy... What is her secret.... Will anyone find out that secret of hers... What is her reason... Can sustaining her identity will be easy when this handsome fella becomes her roommate, who has some kind of connection with the beautiful part of her tragic past...

Hazel eyes are bound to drown in Dreamy Eyes from the moment the door was opened by Navi, our cute yet intelligent character. Easy to fall for but difficult to come out from the depth. Hardeep, the aloof CEO, finds it hard to keep his aloofness. Will he be able to win over his girl easily or are there some jerky surprises in store for him?

“Assassinate the Alpha.” His instructions were clear and easy. Easy because it was me. I had taken down strong men and powerful women. Men who never thought they could be taken down. Taking them down was not easy either but again it was because it is me. Men stood no chance where I stood. There are older men and even women in our club. Yet I joined six months ago and I have taken down more than each has in the last thirty years since my father founded the organization. I overheard people in the organization murmur and gossip among themselves that my father trained me differently, but that was where they missed it. My father never trained me. In fact he did not want me anywhere close to the organization. He said multiple times that he wanted a normal life for me. That I am a happy girl with the nature of a sunflower – I was always happy. Which is an absolute contrast to my name if you take out the two latter words.

Raised from an infant in discipline, Reza Kelson has been trained to be a cold-blooded killer. Nothing has stopped him when he's been ordered to an assignment, and nothing probably will. An agent for a secret branch of government, he kills and incinerates anything with the discipline of a sharp knife. But even though he's the best at what he does, tables turn when the government dumps Reza from bureaucracy, albeit with a place to be hidden away in. Now Reza finds himself struggling to integrate into the sleepy town of Lonewood. Raised without any form of love or compassion, he naturally comes off as rude and abrasive, and therefore drawing attention. And with other dumped agents, with some bent on settling scores, the entire situation could not be more risible and outrageous. Not to mention the strange boy, Dane Rochelle, who seems strangely possessive of him, and with Reza balances the life he never should have had.

Ariana, the rebellious daughter of a CEO, is trapped in a loveless arranged marriage with Robert Stone, Chicago's youngest billionaire. In the past, she secretly loved Robert, even though she knew he was in love with her sister, Flora. After Flora’s mysterious death, Robert is forced to marry Ariana, and their union was a miserable one. They had issues, and Ariana lost their unborn child. Robert became repentant and wants to make their marriage work but Ariana has lost interest. A certain doctor may have caught her eye. ••• I moaned loudly as he unhooked my bra and cupped my breast in his palm. I felt like an electric shot had gone through my body, sending tidal waves of pleasure to the folds in between my legs. I wiggled and squirmed in his laps. “Rob?” I moaned. It was both a question and an answer. He answered by covering my breast with his mouth and I nearly died from the pleasure. His mouth was warm and I could not stay still any longer, I reached for his belt buckle, unbuttoning his trousers…