Year Of The Black Rainbow

It was a bad idea. She knew it but she had no choice. After finding herself penniless after the death of her parents who nevertheless had a good fortune, Rose had no other idea than to loot the trunk of her old house to pay for her little sister's treatment. Anyway, it wasn't a theft because nobody knows about this safe... The house was empty because it was for sale, she was going to sneak in and she would never set foot there again. It was a perfect idea... When she entered the house, she suspected that there was someone but she persisted and continued... -Who are you? What are you doing at my house? She was so relieved that no one had touched her money so she hadn't even heard the footsteps... She turned to see a man...a man with a mask covering half his face. .. Frightened, she did not expect that this night could change her life... -I'll let you take your trunk and I'll offer you double more so that you serve as my escort, for one night... Rose could not understand such a proposal. However, she had no choice...

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

Calista Raymonds stood and watch her parents begging this cold looking man who just looks like he didn't care. Learning that the man before her is the popular Chase Draven Gotti, the second son of John Gotti, a well known Mafia family in Russia, Calista knew she stands no chance in escaping from him. Her parents are helpless, and the only way she can prevent her family from getting hurt is accepting whatever it is Chase wants. It's been just some months living with this Mafia, but Calista sees herself falling helplessly in love with him. But Chase wasn't ready to return the love.. not yet, maybe because he sees her as nothing but his slave. But Calista yearns for his love which she couldn't get...... Not until the moment she fights for it. Things get more heated while Calista realizes everything she had grown up to believe , are all lies. She have been living in lies!

One accidentally crossed, and crossed the United States. Well, there's nothing wrong with crossing America. But who is that guy flying around with a hammer?! Hey ~ Who's there to control the thunderstorm! I didn't know this weather was bad for business...

*****Trigger Warning***** This book contains mature themes, physical, sexual and emotional abuse. My name is Lillian Blackwood. I thought my life was over. I had been beaten down and controlled by my ex both emotionally and physically for years. It was, do or die. Fortunately, I survived, and with therapy and time, I finally started some semblance of a life. The very last thing I was looking for was love. I hate dating, and quite frankly, I'm not a fan of men and who can blame me? I keep a very tight circle of friends, so I was surprised when love pushed and shoved its way into my life. But not all fairytales have happy endings, and my tale certainly gives happiness a run for its money.

In order to save her brother and his human mate, 18 year old Sally takes the blame for a murder. She is cast out as a Rogue, a werewolf without a pack. Since she is considered a criminal, she ends up being registered on the blacklist. A Rogue on the blacklist can get killed on sight if they ever set foot on any pack territory ever again. When Sally gets captured by the feared Midnight Pack she meets Elijah, a disowned Gamma that turns out to be her mate. With Sally trapped in a cell, facing execution as a blacklisted Rogue, Elijah have to figure out a way for both of them to escape. Will he succeed when his Alpha had taken such an interest in Sally? And will they ever find a place to call home? Warning: this story contains triggering content such as domestic violence, SA and torture!

I'd been married to my lawyer husband for eight years. In all that time, he never once acknowledged me as his wife in public. He wouldn't even let our daughter call him "Dad." Again and again, he missed out on her childhood because of his childhood sweetheart. Even when she hurt our daughter, he still forgave her. I was worn out and empty. So I decided to leave. I took our daughter and vanished from his world. But he refused the divorce. He started searching for us like a madman, turning the whole world upside down. Only this time, neither my daughter nor I will be looking back.

For three years, we held a wedding in name only—my husband, Kit Rutgers, a pilot, canceled our marriage registration eighteen times. The first time, his female trainee, Katy Ferguson, had a test flight. I waited outside the county clerk’s office the whole day. The second time, he got a call from her mid-drive, made a sharp U-turn, and left me standing on the side of the road. After that, every time we planned to make it official, some crisis with Katy mysteriously arose. Eventually, I chose to walk away. But the moment I boarded a plane to Solara, he lost his mind—and chased me there.

In her past life, Emily gave up her life so he could live. Now fate has brought them together again, only this time she has no memories of who she once was but Jackson remembers everything. He had lived through centuries, waiting and watching until the day he finally saw her resurrect. She is like his favorite candy - sweet and irresistible but he is cursed, like a man with diabetes craving what he cannot have. Torn between the pain of his curse and the pull of his love, he decided to push her away thinking it was to protect her. Emily loves her mate with all her heart. She would do anything to keep him by her side. But after years of enduring his coldness and harshness, he suddenly became gentle and nice. The shift leaves her wondering what could have happened to him, just after she had made up her mind to leave him.

Buried deep in the Aster estate was the Heartwood—ancient, sacred, mine. Told my husband, Julian Aster—back when he actually listened—that if it ever fell, I'd die with it. At first, he freaked out. Flew in glacier water, hired a whole squad of plant experts to nurture it 24/7. Then one day, just because his childhood friend—Isabella Duvall—got a scratch from the bark, Julian had the Heartwood ripped out. The second it crashed, I choked on glowing blood—ichor. My power? Gone. Barely standing, I grabbed his arm. "You knew. If the Heartwood dies, I—" He laughed. Straight-up mocked me. "Sera, come on. That fairy tale? Only Grandma still believes that crap. Is that mayo on your mouth? Relax—it's a tree. I'll buy you a forest if you want." Overnight, my hair turned gray. Skin cracked. Eyes dulled. Still, I dragged myself to his grandmother, Henrietta. "I kept your family safe for two hundred years. That's why the Asters thrived. But the Heartwood's gone. Debt's paid. One day left. Whatever happens next? Not my problem."