White Slaves

My husband sends me a photo of our obedient daughter holding a plate of food. He writes, "Thanks to my patient guidance, our sweetheart has finally made her first dish! We're waiting for you to come home and taste it!" The exhaustion I feel from work is swept away when I see that. No one expects that I'll reach home half an hour later and kill him.

I was sitting at the police station. My landlord scolded me harshly and pointed at my nose. Out of nowhere, my mother called and berated me mercilessly. “Chloe went to your place and disappeared! Did you lose her?!” “I know you’ve had grudges against me and your brother all these years, but how could you take it out on your niece?” In my previous cycle, when my mother told me Chloe was missing, I panicked and searched for her everywhere. Instead of helping, my mom and brother’s entire family dragged me to court without hesitation. I could not understand it. Chloe disappeared on her way to my place. How was that my fault? I begged the police to clear my name and review all the surveillance footage in the city. But the footage showed Chloe arriving at my door that day, and I opened the door for her. After that, she was gone, as if she had vanished into thin air. I stared blankly at the footage of her hopping cheerfully into my apartment. I had no way to explain myself. My sister-in-law lost it. She was convinced I had killed Chloe and threw boiling oil at my face in a fit of rage. I ended up in the hospital. I was disfigured and completely crushed, both physically and emotionally. No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall ever opening the door for Chloe. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Chloe disappeared.

In my past life, my selfish son stopped caring about my husband and me after marrying a woman who followed her mother's words like they were holy commandments. In fact, he orchestrates an accident to kill my husband and me under the influence of his wife and her family. It's all so he can inherit our fortunes earlier than expected. When I'm reborn, I look at my son, who's rotten to the core, and decide that I don't want him anymore!

Leda is a young Omega who lives her life in the novels, keeping her nature a secret that is carefully directed. Omegas having tremendous traits are highly priced, and yet, they have no rights, rather they are used as toys/slaves in the hands of the Alpha males who are much powerful and are seen as the government. Living a life in the slum was very tough but to survive, she pretends to be a Beta when she was given a contract at the Ceres House(A place of prostitution). Brumeh, the Alpha and a fierce cartel boss presume her to be a Beta on their meeting at the Ceres House. What happens when he eventually finds out about her secret...?

Biglang inatake sa puso ang aking mom, at mabilis na umapaw ang kaniyang medical bills bago pa man ako makahinga nang maayos.   Desperado na ako kaya agad akong humarap sa mayaman kong boyfriend sa pagasa na baka makatulong siya sa akin, o makaisip manlang ng solusyon sa sitwasyon. Pero sa halip na suporta ang aking matanggap, nagpakawala siya ng isang tirada na mas matindi pa sa kahit na anong salitang narinig ko.   “Ito ba ang dahilan kung bakit ka sumama sa akin? Para sa pera ko? Wala kang pinagkaiba sa ibang mga babaeng nagbibigay sa kanilang mga sarili sa akin. Parepareho kayong lahat—kaawa awa at walanghiya kayong mga babae kayo!”   Bago pa man ako makapagreact, agad niya na akong itinulak palabas ng pinto.   At nang maintindihan niya ang buong kwento, binigyan niya ako ng isang bank card nang hindi nagtatanong ng kahit na ano. “Candice”, tahimik nitong sinabi gamit ang nagsisisi niyang boses. “Birthday mo ang password nito.”   Hindi ako nagsabi ng kahit na ano sa kaniya. Hinayaan kong mahulog ang card sa sahig bago ako umalis nang hindi lumilingon sa kaniya.

My mom had a sudden heart attack, and the medical bills were piling up faster than I could breathe. I was desperate, so I turned to my rich boyfriend, hoping he could help, or at least offer some kind of solution. But instead of the support I expected, he unleashed a tirade that hit harder than anything I'd ever heard. "So this is why you're with me? Just for my money? You're no different from those other women throwing themselves at me. You're all the same—pathetic and shameless!" Before I could even react, he shoved me out the door. Later, when he finally understood the full story, he handed me a bank card, no questions asked. "Candice," he said quietly, his tone almost remorseful. "The password is your birthday." I didn't say a word. I just let the card drop onto the floor and walked away without looking back.

Ginny White, tall and curvy, was a graduate from a famous university. She wore a long white dress. I'd fallen for her since I saw her for the first time, but she didn't pay any attention to me. I never expected that just half a day later, Ginny would be on her knees begging me to do such a thing to her, just to get a bite to eat.

Hi, my name is Anika Henderson. I'm 18 and this is the story of my life in 2424. We are slaves to vampires The vampires are our Masters and we have no choice but to follow their commands. We are like insects, even insects are better than us because they're free. I just turned 18 and I'm being sent to the Lord of all vampires, a pure blood, to join the competition of who gets to be his whore/food. I refuse to be any of that, but you can't tell a king no without getting hurt right? Read on as Anika faces the competition with so many girls of class and status or both.

Juicy Robinson was the color of sweet black licorice, of a charcoal briquette soaked in lighter fluid and no one was going to make her feel like she wasn’t the sexiest thing around—not the white people that her mother had taught her to distrust and certainly not the homeless white man that has been watching her from the alley.Troy’s mental illness forced him onto the streets. After an altercation, Juicy finds herself rescued by this unlikely individual; a white, homeless man that she has thoughtlessly nick-named; ‘Mr. Cracker.’ Out of a sense of loneliness and true friendship the two outcasts try to find something deeper than friendship as they journey to self-discovery. Juicy is created by Pepper Pace, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"I Credic the crown Prince and Alpha of the White Flake Pack reject you, worthless Braelyn, as my mate." Braelyn, an orphan in White Flake Pack, found out that Credic the next Alpha was her mate. But after a one-night stand between them, Credic rejected her which caused Braelyn to leave White Flake Pack. Braelyn was rejected and pregnant but she became the powerful mother of three. And now the Almighty Alpha wants his Rejected mate and his powerful Triplets back at all cost. "I will kneel down in front of the whole wide world if you tell me to, Braelyn." "It's too late, near our mother and we will make sure your wolf suffer." His Triplets warned.