We Can Be Like Jack And Sally

On August 23, the Metropolitan Police entered a well-appointed flat at 36 Suffolk Street, in the heart of London. In the flat, they found an ensuite bathroom; in the bathtub, they found a padlocked bag, and in the bag, they found the body of Tina Davis Tina, a brilliant mathematician, worked in Cheltenham for GQHC, Britain's domestic eavesdropping agency. She lived in London on secondment to MI6, Britain's Secret Intelligence Service, and the block of flats where they found her body is an MI6 "safe house reportedly". Uninterested in potential national-security angles, the police immediately announced they were looking for clues to Tina's mysterious death in the details of her private life. But they didn't make much headway. A month after discovering her body, they still hadn't determined the cause of death, although they had admitted the case was "complex" and "unexplained." It seemed like a job for Quintus Noone Fortunately, he happened to be available.

"You said you leave when there's nothing left for you to do so what if I gave you a reason to stay?"

Five years after Mom and Dad died, my sister, Miley Jenkinson, sent me away to a residential treatment center to "fix" me. She flung my luggage at me and roared, "You love fighting so much, Delia? Then, stay here. Maybe I'll come back for you once you've learned to behave." Next thing I know, Miley's sworn enemy is beating me senseless. Meanwhile, Miley loses it on the other end of the line. "Fight back! Why aren't you fighting back?" My gaze is blank as I say, "Because you said fighting made me one of the bad ones."

The first time I lived, my sister and I found two dragon eggs. The black one pulsed with raw, untamed power. My sister, Isabella, claimed it without a second thought. The white one was left for me. A cracked, forgotten thing. It held only a whisper of magic. I took it out of pity. Within a year, the black dragon shattered his shell and emerged a man so beautiful it was a curse. He became Isabella's devoted weapon, his power forging her path to godhood. Meanwhile, the white egg fed on me. I poured everything I had into my white egg. My magic, my money, my soul. For ten long years, it gave me nothing. Everyone said to abandon it. But I couldn’t. I was an orphan, ignored by my sister. I just wanted a companion. But as the dark plague swept the lands, the egg I'd nurtured for a decade hatched overnight—while I was dying, he soared past me to save Isabella. He could have hatched years ago. Could have been human all along. But he chose Isabella. He mistook her for his savior. Then I was back to the day it all began. This time, Isabella lunged for the white egg first, afraid I'd take it. I slung my worn satchel of herbs over my shoulder. Turned my back on them both. "You can have them both," I said calmly. "I choose myself." This life, I swore I would have nothing to do with Adrian. But now, he's the one filled with regret, willing to give his own life just to have me look at him one more time.

It was supposed to be Lyra's big night. Everyone is gathered in anticipation for her first full moon shift but Lyra cannot shift no matter how much she tries to. Her position as the incoming Luna and Omega of the Pack is threatened and she will watch the man she has loved since her preteen slip away from her. However, now her mate Damon Thorne finally wants her back but her heart is wavering between love and doubt. The return of the kind, sweet half brother of the man she loved makes her question some things. On the other hand, ambitious Damon Thorne, Lyra's boyfriend and mate, has been forced to make a decision–to abandon his first love and mate. But how long will he ignore his feelings and disregard his longing emotions in his quest for acceptance and power?

His hands held me in place as he gently lowered his head. His mouth was only a breath away from mine. I breathed in shakily. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered hoarsely as his lips slightly grazed my mouth. “Tell me to stop, Amelia.” I couldn't. My lips failed to move as I stood there, eager to taste his essence, even if it was for one night. Even if he wasn't aware of who I was. **** Amelia Fray, a small-town girl moves to the bubbling city of New York to provide for her mother and little sister. Instead, she finds herself in a precarious situation and at the mercy of Alexander Smith, the heir to one of the biggest conglomerates in New York. To protect herself, she signs a marriage contract with him. Despite her disastrous past relationship, she opens her heart to Alexander, hoping her love will be reciprocated. In their marriage, Amelia is forced to battle with Alexander’s past and present. Will she be willing to risk it all for him? Knowing that her love may never be requited? What happens when he becomes her nightmare?

Burning Saints MC outcast, “Minus” Vincent, has been summoned out of exile by the Club’s President for reasons unknown. Upon his return, he finds himself tempted by forbidden fruit of the past that has only gotten sweeter with time. Christina "Cricket" Wallace knows exactly what kind of life she wants, and it's far from the chaos and mayhem of an outlaw motorcycle club. She’s worked hard to get where she is, and she won’t let anyone keep her from getting there…especially her over-protective biker brother, or the sexy as hell Club rival she thought she’d never see again. As Minus and Cricket pursue their own roads, they find their paths intersecting in a violent and passionate collision that will forever change their futures.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” Damien murmured. “You could have chosen to defy me. Yet, here you are.” His fingers traced higher, a teasing and agonizing path. Chloe shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand pressed forward past the barrier of silk. A soft gasp escaped her lips when his fingers found the space between her legs. “So tell me, what do you want?” he whispered against her skin, his strokes slow and teasing, breaking her breaths. Chloe looked down, watching the way his hands moved—possessive, steady, each motion more intoxicating than the last. “I want you,” she said. “I want you.” Damien Cross only had one mission—revenge. Cold, calculating, and merciless, he’s spent years building an empire and waiting for the perfect moment to strike back at the man who betrayed him. Chloe Bennett was never supposed to be part of the plan. But when she walked into his life, she became the perfect pawn… and the one temptation he can’t resist. Now the game has changed. She was meant to be leverage. But now she’s becoming his obsession.

Sold to the highest bidder to pay off a blood feud, I never imagined I would be the pawn in my father's fatal game. Still, here I am before Enzo De Luca, the most vicious mafia leader in the city. Though appealing, he is cold, deliberate, and as lethal. Though my heart races just from his proximity, it is his touch that ignites me. My body betrays me and reacts to him in ways I am powerless over. And I melt as he softly, commandingly says my name. Enzo loves neither me nor another. In his deadly kingdom, I am only another bargain, another transaction. But every time we are alone, the conflict between us snaps—desire becomes a terrible addiction. Although I detest him for everything he stands for, I yearn for the way he consumes me, body and soul. He has made it quite evident—our marriage is more about power than love. Still, every angry gaze and every snatched moment in the shadow reveals something different. Benevolent underneath his icy façade lies something broken that appeals to the darkest sides of me. But depending on a man like Enzo may mean losing everything. Bound to him now, for better or worse, I am caught in a world where loyalty is brittle and treachery carries a bullet. Our friendship gets more perilous the more truths about his empire I find. And as the past calls for us, I have to question myself: will our passion be the thing that ruins us both or can I survive loving a guy like Enzo De Luca? Burning in his arms is me. But in his universe, I could roast alive.

Maria Gemma Mendoza is an exceptional student and the student's head at Amarillo University. However, due to an allegation that his father may have embezzled cash from a large corporation. Amarillo pupils tarnished gemma's reputation. Until she ran across the King in an unforeseen circumstance, she later discovered her father, Edward, was the King's closest friend. The King pledged to help Gemma cleanse her father's name and return all they had lost.  In exchange for becoming the personal maid of the selected future King, Prince Augustus Cynfael Clemente, the unknown prince. The King admitted Gemma to the same school as the prince. Borstal International School, an exclusive school for boys, where Gemma was the sole female student. Many people were taken aback by her arrival, but Gemma's existence in Prince Augustus' life infuriated him. Prince believed harming and torturing Gemma would be the best way to get rid of her. That will ultimately lead to him falling for Gemma. Tormenting to caring, from caring to love ... Will you breach the King's sacred rule? Can you say I do if he wasn't meant to be with you?