Novels by Author Barbara

Evadne mind was still conflicted—should she go back to Maine with Uncle Varenzo, or should she grant Gavin’s request for time to talk?Why was it so hard to decide?“Girl?” Varenzo called to her. He must have sensed that something was wrong because he approached her, ready to pull her away from Gavin.But why did it hurt to think of leaving white sand island without even talking to him? A part of her wanted to hear his side—why had he suddenly grown cold toward her back then?Was it worth listening to what he had to say?In the end, Evadne made a decision. She looked at Varenzo. “Can you just wait at the boat, Uncle Varenzo.”“Are you sure you don’t want to go home yet?”She nodded, and he respected her choice. She watched as Uncle Varenzo walked away. In her mind, she counted to five before finally turning to face Gavin.She could see the relief on his handsome face, as if her willingness to talk had allowed him to breathe easier.“Ten minutes, Gavin,” she told him.“Can’t we make it

Evadne wanted to pinch her cheek to see if what she was seeing was real or just part of her imagination. Would the face she was seeing completely change the moment she blinked? Even her breathing momentarily halted. She couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing. In the end, she couldn’t help but blink. But upon doing so, what she was seeing didn’t change. The man approaching her still had the same appearance. Like her, he couldn’t believe seeing her.When she recovered from her surprise, she managed to step back slightly away from Gavin, who was now approaching her. That voice was familiar. Even after five years, she could still recognize it so quickly. She secretly swallowed. “I’ve placed your order for the barbecue in your tent,” she said, trying not to let him see how affected she was by seeing him again in person. Why was it like that? Why was there a part of her that was excited to see him? Shouldn’t she be angry with him? Just as she was about to quickly turn away, he gr

“WHAT’S WRONG? Your face looks sad again, Darling,” Catalina glanced at her husband, Gabriel, as he approached her.She sighed. “Gavin just arrived from somewhere. I don’t think our plan to set him up with Rosalin will be successful. Your son seems completely disinterested in Friend Dina’s daughter.”Gabriel embraced her and gently rubbed her shoulder. “I told you, you should talk to our son first. Maybe he has someone else in mind, which is why he’s not interested in Rosalin.”“Gabriel, our son is already thirty-seven. Do you want him to wait until we're dead before he thinks about having a family? Everything we have now will go to waste if there’s no one to pass it down to. We’re getting older. All I want is to see our son have a family of his own, a wife to stand by his side.”“When there were many girls linked to our son, you advised him to stay away from them and not get entangled. Now that he’s avoiding girls, you’re pushing for him to get married.”“How was I supposed to know i

After Gavin finished his breakfast, the next thing he did was to take a shower. He had no intention of staying in that big house. Especially since it seemed like Rosalin was just waiting for the right moment to corner him. That’s how he felt. That’s why earlier, when he had breakfast, he chose to eat by the seaside. While his parents were sitting facing the sea.“Where are you going?” Rosalin asked curiously when she saw him coming out of his cramped room. He was wearing dark shades and even had an umbrella. It was obvious he was going somewhere.“Just around,” he replied curtly.“Do you want me to give you a tour of the island?” she invited him further.He shook his head. “I want to be alone,” he said before he walked past her. She caught him with a glance.He breathed a sigh of relief because he didn’t see his parents at the beachfront. That’s where he planned to take a walk. He noticed that the shoreline stretched straight from their beach mansion. It seemed like a pleasant walk.T

The children were sound asleep, but Evadne’s mind was wide awake at that moment. Glancing at the wall clock in their room, it was already eleven o’clock at night.She carefully got up and went to the kitchen to warm some milk. Perhaps that would help her fall asleep quickly. After preparing it, she sat on a chair by the dining table and drank her milk.For five years, despite being alone in raising her children, she managed and strived to keep going.“Mom, someone is bothering us at school. They said we don’t have a dad,” Evadne remembered Elisa telling her yesterday.One of her worries was when the time came that someone would bully her children for not having a father. So, yesterday, she went to the Day Care Center to speak with the teacher of her three children. She informed the teacher that her children were being bullied, and the teacher spoke to the mother of the child bullying them. The bully’s mother apologized to Evadne, and the child also apologized to her three children.H

That question kept haunting Gavin repeatedly. He still feels the pain every time he thinks that Isaac might take Evadne away forever from him.He let out a heavy sigh as he gazed into the distance, standing by the pool area of his penthouse.“I’m sorry, Gavin. But the truth is, I don’t know where Evadne is right now. I have no news about her. Neither do our other friends. After the sale of her coffee shop, three years ago, she vanished without a trace. I’ve tried contacting her through email, but there’s no reply.”“Isaac, you’re my only hope,” he pleaded. Hoping that Isaac would take pity on him and grant his wish.“Even if you offer me all your billions, Gavin, you won’t get anything from me. And even if I find out where Evadne is now, I won’t tell you. And if you try to find her yourself, let’s make it a race. Because if I find her first, I won’t let her see you. I’ll pursue my own interests with the woman who matters to me. May the best man win,” Isaac said, flashing a mischievous

There was complete silence in the room. Three of the new arrivals looked from Reign to Uncle Elion, and there was a silent battle of glances between them.“Reign?” I asked him with the hope that he would confirm that this was all a lie.After all, if my uncle was right and not lying, then he definitely wouldn’t sign my sale to the redhead now, favoring Beta Deegon. At that moment, the front door slammed again, and another footstep was heard on the stairs. Reign tensed, put his hand on my waist, and pulled me closer.“Get your hand off my niece, Hellhound,” Elion emboldened, suddenly gritted through his teeth.He puffed out his chest as if he had every right to do so and then looked behind me. But I didn’t have to do that, a second before I felt the chill from behind me, and the hairs on my skin were tangled. I wanted to turn around so as not to turn my back on the threat, but Reign’s firm hand only pushed me away from someone else’s path.“What’s going on?” Deegon’s harsh voice was fu

I barely held back a moan, full of unexpressed desire and agony, which would only increase with each passing hour. Only the three of us remained in the room: me, dad and Reign. The latter turns abruptly and looks at me, sniffing the air, making his nostrils flutter. His eyes roll back as if in pleasure, and his pants are suddenly tight.I lower my eyes and see an impressive mound, demonstrating that everything is fine with this man’s equipment. I feel my face turn red with shame, but I can’t do anything with the physiology. I can see from the scabrous grin on the man’s face that he noticed my reaction, and he was flattered by it.“I would like to sign the transfer of rights as soon as possible,” he said to my father in a hoarse tone, turning around and sitting in the seat occupied by Mr. Deegon.And as soon as the attention of my future temporary husband turns to my father, I can finally breathe freely. The grip that had gripped my chest loosened, and the throat-cutting tear lost its

The situation in the house is tense to the limit. I want to get out of here, to hide, so I don’t have to see or hear anything, but there is no choice. This is a sale-buy where my father’s reputation is at stake. The only one I can’t reject and run away wherever my eyes look. I take a few steps away from Reign, but he does not react in any way, does not turn his head and does not show displeasure.“Do you want to hit the memories? They say you had a stormy marriage in the capital. You even broke a few beds,” Deegon says again when no one says a word after his previous revelation about someone else’s private life.Neither the man next to me nor Dalila refutes Deegon’s words. It’s easy to put two and two together to understand that Reign and my sister slept together because it turns out that she was his temporary wife.“Is this true, Reign? Have you come for me?” my sister immediately lifted her head, already looking favorably at the man.Uncle Elion shushes her to keep her mouth shut in

“A sweet female in such a hole, who would have thought?”The stranger’s voice is full of lust and snarling, vibrating in my sternum.“Where is Clayton?” I practically whimper, pulling back and clenching my hips.Everything inside is throbbing; it feels like an emptiness that needs to be filled.“Who? Ah, that boy,” the man snorts and squats down in front of me.My gaze falls on his muscular legs; his pant is tightening around his calves, like a glove, like a second skin. The fabric stretches, drawing my attention to the powerful, narrow thighs, and then my gaze involuntarily wanders over his torso, hidden by a dark blue tank top. A pendant hangs around his neck, and his sledgehammer hands are relaxed. He suddenly rises and grabs my chin, lifting my head.“Refined features, plump lips, steep hips, firm breasts make a good female,” he says aloud, and then his thumb strokes the outline of my lips and opens them as if trying to penetrate.I clench my jaw and clench my teeth so that he doe

From the very morning, I have had an unpleasant discomfort in my lower abdomen, as happens before menstruation. It’s just that my red days ended a week ago, so I can’t attribute the pain to the monthly cycle of pain.“What’s wrong with you, Danika?” Dalila asks, sitting across from me. “Is the first estrus finally arrived?”We are five at the table. This time, my sister’s mother—a purebred, is also present. My uncle’s mistress of many years, from her side, he has five daughters, the youngest of whom now unpleasantly teases me. By the pack law, men cannot have mistresses, even temporary ones, to wolves, so the very fact that Uncle Elion has kept her with him for so many years is strange. But everyone is used to it. He is not the only one in the city.“You are too rude, Dalila. Apologize to your sister,” the soft voice of her mother, Sandra, runs like a balm through my wounded heart. “We live in the house of her father, your uncle Rehan. Be kind to behave properly.”“Okay, mother,” my s

There are five of us in the room—me, dad, his brother and his daughter and a man. The right hand of the pack Alpha. The most cruel wolf in our city. “A hundred gold coins,” my uncle continues to haggle, curling his fingers with excitement. This is standard procedure for selling a half-breed daughter to another purebred wolf. No, they do not offend us; they take us as wives and even take care of us. But the marriage is temporary and can be terminated at any time by reselling the girl to another wolf who wants to get himself a new female. “Sixty,” answers Deegon, who has come to buy my sister. The hair on his temples is silver, and his black eyes sparkle with pleasure. He is already forty-one, but he still has not entered into a full-fledged marriage; he has no children, only temporary wives, replacing each other with a frighteningly frequent frequency. “Mr. Deegon, be ashamed of God. At least make it ninety,” my father’s own younger brother shakes his head defiantly. “How many ti