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Three years after my death, Samuel Terrason came to visit my grave. When he saw the lilies blooming around it, his expression darkened. "What is this?" "If the stories are true, then these lilies mean she has found her partner in the afterlife." "Pull them out," Samuel said coldly. "Pull what out, sir?" "The lilies! All of them!" Then, Samuel bought the entire graveyard and ordered that every male be relocated. Yes, males. Even the dogs. "You're not seeing anyone else, even in death, Rachel!" he swore. "And if you try, I'll come find you when I'm dead, too! Not even death can separate us. Just wait for me!"

Claire Lions has three rules: work hard, stay out of drama, and never, ever trust Andy Stephenson. For as long as she can remember, Andy has been the definition of trouble; loud, cocky, and always getting under her skin. She’s spent years avoiding him, convinced she knows exactly who he is. But when they’re thrown together on a project neither of them can escape, Claire starts to realize the boy she thought she hated might not be the villain she made him out to be. Sparks fly, tempers flare, and somewhere between insults and accidental confessions, Claire begins to wonder if the real danger isn’t working with Andy, it’s falling for him. Tempting The Bad Boy is a fiery, irresistible enemies-to-lovers romance about grudges that burn and chemistry that refuses to be ignored.

(A sequel to His Maid's Son) Daniel didn't just get to be warden by chance; his no-nonsense personality and integrity made him the man he is today. That is until he met Liam. Never had he been torn between the need to protect someone and his moralities. Playing dirty wasn't his style but somehow the slender scared boy with golden-brown stares made him question everything he believes in. Completed on November 2019

I watched Ryan die. So how is Ben wearing his face? Six years ago, I watched my best friend--and secret crush--splatter all over the pavement. He died. I saw him. Yet, in the back of my mind, I've never stopped looking for him. Seeing him in crowds, in the classroom, in my dreams--and my nightmares. It's cost me everything--my identity, my sanity, and maybe my life. So when I walk into class to see a man who looks exactly like Ryan standing before me, I freak out again. My therapist tells me to stay away from Ben. He's no good for me. I'll end up back in a padded room. But I have to know the truth. Is Ben really Ryan? That's not possible. But Ben has scars--real ones and metaphorical ones. If Ben is Ryan, why doesn't he just tell me? Is he trying to drive me crazy? Or worse--is he trying to kill me? The Boy Who Died is the first romantic suspense novel from bestselling romantacy author Bella Moondragon writing as B. Moon. If you love romantic suspense, are a fan of Colleen Hoover, Gillian Flynn, Christopher Greyson, or Paula Hawkins, you won't want to miss this page-turner!

Fated to a Dragon?! Yeah, right. No chance in hell! Anyways, as they say, when life throws lemons at you, you make lemonade. But Charlotte only knows how to make coffee. So when a handsome stranger waltzes into her coffeehouse, everything changes for the worst. And unlike coffee, she's learned from a string of relationships that humans are more difficult to deal with. However, with the help of her best friend and childhood crush, things aren't looking too grim. She might just be able to deal with these series of unfortunate events. Or so she thought. Not until one drunk night when her most prized possession is gone. Things fall apart quickly, and there's only one person she blames for everything.

She was sold. Betrayed. Left to bleed. Hazel thought she had lost everything—her freedom, her child, her heart. But awakening a deadly power tied to the Moon Goddess was only the beginning. Twin Alphas fight over her, secrets twist around every lie, and the mate she trusted… never truly belonged to her. When the curse can only be broken if she chooses no one, will Hazel rise as her own Luna… or will love destroy her forever?

"Kiss me," he ordered, not taking his eyes off of her. "Why? Is she coming this way?" Kelsey asked, trying to look behind him but his warm, big hands caught her face and he leaned into her. "Yes, now kiss me." And she did. As he leaned in, she rose to the balls of her feet to accommodate the discrepancies in their heights and their lips met. He ravished her lips, pinning her against the locker and deepening their kiss. Her eyes widened and she tried pushing him away. They had a deal and kissing her the way he did was not part of it. The next second he pulled away, a mischievous smirk was on his face. "She was not coming. I lied." He gave her one last look before walking away. * * * The day Kelsey's world collapsed, she knew she'd do what it took to get over the humiliation, even if that meant she had to blackmail the notorious boy, Flynn Ascott. The day his biological mother stepped into his school and begged him to give his family a chance, Flynn knew his life was about to change for good. He just did not realize that it would involve a five-foot-two strawberry blonde with a head as stubborn as a stone. Could two broken people heal each other? * * * This is the story of Flynn aka Tyler Vincent's twin brother who was given away and raised by the famous Ascott family? Part of "The Bad Nerd Boy" Series. You can check out Tyler's completed story "The Bad Nerd Boy" here in GoodNovel.

She was the perfect wife or so everyone believed. Loyal. Silent. Forgiving. But perfection means nothing to a man who breaks his vows again and again… until betrayal becomes routine and cruelty feels justified. When her husband dares to suggest an open marriage, she refuses to be the one who suffers quietly anymore. One reckless night becomes her rebellion….a cold, calculated decision meant to balance the scales. No feelings. No names. Just a transaction she believes will end by morning. She’s wrong. Weeks later, her world fractures. A missed cycle. A familiar smirk and he remembers everything. This encounter will change her life forever and drag her into the depths of unknown trouble that had been lurking.

Whoever thought that I will end up sleeping with a-19-year-old Johnny, maybe considered wrong but, I did. My name is Becky and I'm a 36-year-old divorcee. It all started when I returned to Kingstown from Charlottesville to reunite with my loved ones, after going through a bitter divorce. I had given love a ride red card but, a part of my heart melted when I saw him again, after being apart for more than five years. Just one thing was not right, Johnny is the son of my closest best friend, Melinda, and also happens to be the boyfriend of my only daughter Stephanie. Nevertheless, it was the same Johnny that I lusted after. I couldn't keep myself away from him, eventually, I seduced and slept with him even though, I was 17 years older than him. I got pregnant for him, only a few weeks before his wedding with my daughter, who was also pregnant for him. Now, I'm in mess, what will I do? Follow my epic story to discover what happened at last.

I married a man I couldn't touch then slept with a man I couldn't trust. After walking in on my husband in bed with my cousin and getting her pregnant. I didn’t just sign the divorce papers. I lit them on fire. Frigid, they called me. Uptight. Ice queen. So I moved out. Looked for a roommate. Someone quiet. Preferably female. Her name was Kylie. Except... Kylie turned out to be Kyle—a smug, tattooed stranger with a dirty-mouth and secrets carved into his smirk. He’s cocky, cruel, and way too hot for a man who eats peanut butter from the jar and calls it dinner. One drunken night, I let him in. All the way in. And I swore it meant nothing. Until I found my uncle lying in a pool of blood— And Kyle was holding the gun.