Zombies Kissing

Scarlett Davis had her life all beautifully planned out until the day she saw her boyfriend of ten years kissing another girl. Heartbroken, she dashed off. One thing led to another and she ended up having a one night stand with a fine stranger she later found out to be the infamous puppet Lycan Alpha.

When your bf cheated, you slept with his best friend for revenge. It's an ONS. You never expect to run into him again. Yet, he became your stepbrother. "Hello Sister. Behavior yourself. Or your moan will be heard. " He smirked and caged you against the wall, kissing your neck. Door's open. Parents downstairs.

Guess The Genre Book 2! There's a hidden motive behind the invitation of the game. The ten people who got dragged to the island will be "sent" to different dimensions to save worlds. Yenn, Byul, Jiwoon and the rest are first sent to an 'Easy mode' Arc a.k.a. a low level world as a tutorial for them. As they picked up talents and even abilities, all ten separate and was sent to different worlds by pair. Byul and Stanley got paired up and chose the Apocalyptic worlds. Both of them started to fight different kind of monsters, zombies, plants and etc. While they gone through thick and thin, both of them naturally got feelings of attachment towards the other. However, the attachment Stanley felt for him was something deeper than he imagined.

Since I was a kid, my parents drilled it in—you're gonna be a Corleone girl, Giovanni Corleone's property. "This is just an alliance. Don't expect anything more." That's what he said on our wedding night. So I played the part—quiet, polished, dutiful. Then year three hit, and suddenly Giovanni couldn't keep his hands off me. Every night, something new. I thought maybe—finally—he felt the same way I had all along. Then I caught him kissing his stepmom. Funny. Just the night before, he told me kissing me made him sick. "I've been practicing with her—for your sake." So yeah. All that heat? Just rehearsal for her. So I ran. Took back my life—and our unborn daughter. The Don lost his mind looking for me. Begged me to come back—with the kid. But I would not stop for him anymore. I turned and walked straight toward the stage that was always mine.

My sister-in-law sent me a photo of her kissing my husband on the beach. Just a few minutes later, she deleted the photo and sent me a text saying, “Oops, sent to the wrong person. Lol.” I knew it was deliberate. It was never a mistake. She wanted me to see how happy my husband was with her. Clara was never my sister-in-law. Three years ago, my husband had lied about her, claiming she was his younger sister, and I believed him. But after five years of marriage, I discovered—far too late—that Clara was never his sister. She was his mistress, his childhood lover, the woman he had been sleeping with under the same roof as me while making me serve her as if she were truly my sister-in-law. And now what? He had lied again… said he was going on a business trip. Yet Clara had just sent me a picture—a cute, sickening picture—of my husband happily kissing the very woman he had once claimed was his younger sister. The photo carried a timestamp showing the exact time and location. It was real. There was no denying it. They were in Hawaii, on a beach, laughing, kissing, and having the time of their lives… while he had made me believe he was away on business. Without saying a word, I saved the picture and posted it straight to Instagram, captioning it: "Congratulations to my sister-in-law… on finally becoming the official wife.” Then I turned off my phone and went to bed. The next morning, after having breakfast with my cat, Lulu, and taking the warmest bath ever, I turned my phone back on—and froze. Over 200 missed calls were waiting for me. Notifications exploded across my phone. And it didn’t stop there—the number of unattended messages kept climbing past 250.

Nathaniel Carter lost his wife to a ghastly accident leaving behind three children for him to cater for alone. Just when Nathaniel was almost kissing hope, and unexpected knock on his door changed everything for him. It was his late wife's sister Samantha. Samantha changed a lot in his life leading to an attraction he wasn't read for. What more could happen?

“Take off your clothes, omega. I’m not kissing you. I just want to taste what’s mine.” Lena just wanted to survive the semester. But after a forbidden rooftop encounter with Kael, the ruthless Alpha heir, she’s marked, hunted, and craved. Elias wants her heart. Kael wants her submission. And Lena? She’s about to burn down Silverfang Academy before she lets either of them tame her.

Daria is a nun who has never followed her heart or stepped out of the lines. Bedtime is strict, alcohol is forbidden, relationships are out of the question, and Daria has devoted herself entirely to her faith and the church—until she is diagnosed with cancer. Without money for chemotherapy, Daria decides to live life to the fullest, starting with kissing a stranger and breaking the rules of chastity. But wait, why does the man whose lips she has tasted look so familiar?!

BOOK 2 OF THE EXCITING PARANORMAL ROMANCE THRILLER SERIES: VICKIE: Doctor by day. Werewolf Hunter by night... Just when things with the zombies looked like they were under control and behind them, Vickie Anderson's life goes topsy turvy when her true love, the very independent Dr. Peter Thomason, returns to Africa and werewolves appear. With the arrival of werewolves to her mountains, Vicki and her friends must figure out a way to deal with and eliminate them. To add to her stress, heartache, and confusion, friends who she thought were friends turn out to be enemies and new love is offered, but is she ready to trust and accept it? If you enjoyed book one of the Adventures of Vickie Anderson titled, VICKIE: Doctor by day. Zombie Hunter by night, don't miss reading book two! It's equally entertaining and even more sizzling.

"What kind of business partners would eat each other's lips hungrily?" --- Jessica thought her life was perfect. She thought she had a perfect husband. Good looking, good career, and good in bed, too. Until one day, her perception changed completely when she saw her husband kissing someone else. As if that wasn't bad enough, the person her husband was kissing was a man. She was hurt and disappointed, and she wanted to end things with her husband. Unfortunately, her husband was not only a philanderer but also a master blackmailer. No one knew what sins she committed in the past, but how she was forced to stay with her husband after everything that happened was like a punishment. Her life seemed to be in the grip of her husband, but who would have thought that she was slowly being strangled by a thread with one end held by her husband and the other end held by her husband's boyfriend? One slowly pulled the thread, and the other was reluctant to let go. Jessica was trapped by a thread that, slowly but surely, turned tangled. Unexpected pregnancy, unexpected deceptions, and no one would be able to guess the ending of this story. Would she be able to escape from the entanglement of the thread? Or maybe she would be trapped forever?