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After my husband's brother died, he took Miranda, his widowed sister-in-law in. He claimed that he would give me his love—but gave all his money to her. He said that since she had no official status, being with him would make her the subject of gossip, so he took her with him and left me behind in the countryside. Every month, he wrote me three love letters, yet sent all his allowance to her. During the famine, she and her two children sat in a warm little house eating well, while my two children died before I could return from selling my blood. One froze to death, the other starved to death. Later, my husband finally came back, but he didn’t shed a single tear for the children. Instead, he told me he wanted a divorce. "Nathalie, to apply for housing, we need a marriage certificate. It hasn’t been easy for Miranda all these years. I want to give her a home. Don’t worry, even if I marry her, I’ll still divorce her afterward—because you’re the only one I love." In the end, I was devastated and threw myself into the icy river. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my children were about to die. This time, I shook them awake, ready to go reclaim everything that was rightfully mine.

Hi there…. Looking for the perfect book to enjoy your Christmas holiday? All I want for Christmas is my ex husbands identical twin brother gat you covered. I’ll advice you follow up so as to feel the holiday spirit that comes with the book. And don’t you worry, I update 4 times daily… so I’ve gat you covered. And for my Muslim readers, just enjoy the book for the exciting events my love. Dive into Lisa’s world, filled with unexpected crazy decisions, fascinating storyline and exciting events. All Lisa ever wanted was to be loved. Ripped of family love, Lisa grows dreaming of the perfect man who’ll bring the world to her.. a man who was nothing like her father. She marries Adrian 2 days to Christmas a year ago, who she believed loved her but when she discovers he was engaged behind her back to Monica, he drops the divorce papers and forces her to sign them, taking everything he had ever given to her. Broken and devastated…. desperate to have her husband back, she takes a wild step that changes her life for good? Or maybe for the worse. Will her decision take away Brian, Adrian’s identical twin who decided to fake date her to get back at his brother. And Monica…. What is her real intention, who exactly is she to Lisa and why does she want Lisa’s downfall. Let’s watch out….

Elletra ran towards him, without thinking, without hesitating, without stopping. She threw herself into his arms, startling him out of his thoughts loop. Alpha Axford held her tighter and pulled her in closer, before slowly kissing her head. She was so shocked at that moment, that she didn't understand what was happening. Did he just kiss her? "Did anyone hurt you?" He asked her and she shook her head in response. "I am so glad you ain't. Don't worry, you in safe hands." He said and kissed her on the forehead again. Axford sighed and leant closer to Elletra. "Finally. Finally. I found what belongs to me. I found my mate." "My mate!" He repeated, stroking Elletra's hair down slightly and caressingly. **** Elletra's life has been filled with turmoil. After losing her mother during childbirth, she must witness her father remarry. Losing her voice only adds to her struggles, making her doubt ever having a normal life. However, fate brings her in contact with Alpha Axford, a cold yet handsome figure. But when Axford rejects her due to her muteness and her status as a stealer wolf, things worsen. What will happen when Elletra is sold to a brothel? Amidst all this chaos, there might be a glimmer of hope as Axford attempts to suppress his true feelings for her. Find out more below.

My childhood friend, whom I hadn’t contacted for years, kept calling nonstop during an important meeting. After the meeting, he spoke in a sharp tone. “Do you think you’re too big for your britches? I’m getting engaged and you’re not even coming back to help out. Do I have to invite you?” I was representing my country at an international scientific forum, so I could only decline politely. Unexpectedly, he turned all haughty. “Fine then. If you’re not coming back, then just send me a gift with four circles and I’ll let it slide. Four circles? Thinking he meant ten thousand with four zeroes, I immediately agreed. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you ten thousand dollars as a wedding gift.” “Ten grand? Who the hell are you kidding? “My wife is the eldest daughter of the Jeffersons, the most prestigious family in Cirrus. Only the most distinguished people are on the guest list. Seeing that we’re old friends, I’m letting you attend. It’s your great honor!” He cursed angrily and sent me the invitation. I was struck dumb the moment I opened it. My aloof ice queen of a wife, who kept strangers at bay, was locked in a passionate kiss with her arms wrapped around my childhood friend’s waist. “Four zeroes, huh? How about four wreaths?” My gaze darkened as I clutched my phone. Four funeral wreaths ought to count as four circles, too!

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

"I used to be the well-respected Lady Kara. Everyone feared me! No one beneath me dared to so much as look me in the eye or remain sitting whenever I walked into a room, but now, I've lost everything! My life, my status, my man, all gone! I've become a nobody all because of that bitch who suddenly came and stole everything from me. I hate her so much!!!" It seems the battle she fought so hard for had been lost by Omega Kara, and she is now left to rot and suffer in a cruel world full of people just like her former self. But does the goddess give second chances? Is it possible for the darkest and evilest of hearts to turn a new leaf and become pure and white as snow? With all of her past behaviours, Kara was deemed the devil herself; now it's time for her to pay for her crimes and receive her dose of the same pain and suffering she caused others. But what will happen when the moon goddess decides not just to give her another chance to mend her ways but also an unexpected mate? The man whom she hated the most. Another adventure awaits in The Beta's Unexpected Mate (Book 2 of the werewolf mate series). Book 1- The Alpha's Hated Slave Mate Book 2- The Beta's Unexpected Mate For updates on character reveals and character quotes, as well as all of my books, follow my Facebook page, Eyitee's library.

"Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don't like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me. This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him." Dani as her family calls her lovingly, has always been the quiet mousy type.  She lives her life through books, while everyone else lives their lives to the fullest.  Always watching the world around her, she never quite is able to command the attention of anyone except for her friends and family.  When she finds out that she has to get a job to survive, she goes to the city and ends up working under Mr. knight.  Getting more than she bargains for, in the end is she naughty or nice?

Tiara Mari Chua, a girl that will do anything for her little brother who just recently died due to cancer. Tiara can still clearly remember her brother's last wish, and that is- getting the autograph of Nikolaj Sullivan. The vocalist and lead guitarist of the famous band named The C.haos. Alam ni Tiara na ang hiling ng kanyang kapatid ay imposibleng mangyari, ngunit hindi niya maaaring ipagsawalang bahala na lang ang huling hiling ng kanyang nakababatang kapatid. That's why Tiara keeps on finding ways to find Nikolaj Sullivan until one day, a girl named Quisha Laventilla approached her. Telling her that she will help Tiara in her problem, but in one condition, Tiara will be the one who's gonna attend her engagement party. Sa madaling salita, si Tiara ang sisipot sa engagement party bilang si Quisha Laventilla. Quisha assured her that the party's theme is a masquerade theme that's why Tiara doesn't need to worry getting caught. Because of desperation, Tiara accepted the condition. Little did she know that her life will be in mess after accepting the condition. Because when the man took of his mask, it was no other than Nikolaj Sullivan, the guy that she was finding all along. Hindi inakala ni Tiara na ang planong pagpapanggap ay mapupunta sa isang biglaang kasalan. Isang kasalan na ang maghihintay sa altar ay walang iba kundi si Nikolaj Sullivan.

My eyes fell on a woman who was lying naked and her face was covered with her hair. She was screeching because of the pain. I went to the girl and removed her hair from her face. She had many cuts on her face. Blood was oozing out of her lips. Below her eyes, there was blue showing the swollen. She was whimpering because of pain. "Heyy. I have come... now nothing will happen to you... don't worry, I will not let anything happen to you" I mumbled and cover her with my coat and was about to pick her up in my arms that's when max came to me "don't forget what Ella told you" he put his hand on my shoulder. "Get the car ready," I muttered, ignoring him. "You are saving her life today and one day this girl will ruin you" Max again reminded me of Ella's warning. "I don't know what will happen in my future but I can't leave a girl in this condition" I heard him say. "but" "If she's my destroyer then I'm ready to get destroyed" I replied and picked her up in my arms. she squirmed in my arms and hid her face in my chest. "Mate" I heard my wolf Dominic growling in my mind. my eyes widened. Richard's wife is my mate? the person whom I killed, his wife is my mate

I always knew that I had to rule. It was written in my blood, as well as my father’s. And my great grandfather. For centuries, my family has been responsible for the monarchy of vampires. Our powers allowed us to drink human blood and then eliminate that memory. In fact, at the time of biting them, we could see some memories of that human. The most relevant of their life. Humans would only wake up the next day in their bed, with a mosquito bite on their neck, not remembering and without even suspecting anything. Although of course, exceptions existed. Wolves had their mates, the sorcerers their connections, and even the sirens had their other half. We were not different, not at all. For each existing vampire, there was a special blood. The donor with only a drop of blood that could keep us active and strong for weeks. In most cases, those people became a couple of vampires. However, not in my family. The lineage should remain pure, so even if I managed to find my donor, as we used to call them, I could only keep it as a lover. Did I want to be a monarch vampire? Of course not. Did I have another option? Of course not. I should not worry about getting my donor, because the statistics of finding them were so small, that even some vampires believed that it was a myth. The only way to find that special blood was drinking from it. And it was impossible to try the blood of all the humans of the world. So many didn’t bother looking for it. Me included. However, I did not expect to meet her in a somewhat peculiar situation.