THE COLOR OF LOVE IS BROWN
In "The Color of Love is Brown," Professor Brown Sanders is thrust into a deadly game of survival in the heart of the jungle. When his team is killed by a tribe of fierce Amazon warriors, he is taken captive by their leader, Dianne. She gives him an ultimatum: death or becoming her mate. But as he navigates a dangerous new world full of ancient traditions and treacherous enemies, he discovers a shocking truth about Dianne that changes everything.
As Brown and Dianne grow closer, her handmaid Neytiri plots against her, planting evidence that turns the tribe against Brown. In a heart-pounding battle of wills, Brown must fight for his life and the woman he loves against Neytiri's machinations. With the fate of the tribe and their love at stake, Brown must find a way to overcome his captors and save the day.
Full of action, romance, and betrayal, "Amazonian Love" is a thrilling adventure that will leave you on the edge of your seat. Follow Brown as he braves the dangers of the jungle and fights for his freedom and the love of his life. Will he emerge victorious, or will the Amazon claim another victim?
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Chapter: CH. 4: Change of HeartBrown's heart raced as he made his way towards the river. He couldn't stop thinking about Dianne and how she had fought for him earlier. He found her seated on a rock, gazing at the flowing water. The river was wide and fast-flowing, the water a deep shade of blue-green. Trees and vines lined the bank, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Brown could hear the sound of birds chirping and insects buzzing. It was peaceful and serene, a stark contrast to the chaos of the battle they had just experienced. As he approached Dianne, he took in her appearance. She was dressed in a simple cloth wrap that accentuated her curves, her long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes were pensive, her full lips set in a tight line. Brown could feel her tension. He sat down next to her and they talked for a while. They discussed the attack and the spy that Dianne suspected was in their midst. Brown watched as she absently traced the edge of the water with her fingers. As the conversation drew
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Chapter: CH. 3: Battle CryBrown was woken up early the next morning by the sound of loud drumming. He got up slowly, still feeling groggy from lack of sleep, and made his way outside the hut. The sight that greeted him was nothing short of breathtaking. The entire tribe had gathered in a circle, dancing and chanting to the beat of the drums. Their bodies swayed in perfect unison, their faces painted in vibrant colors that glistened in the early morning light. Brown couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer energy and passion of the Amazonian warriors. Dianne was at the center of the circle, leading the dance with a grace and fluidity that left Brown spellbound. She noticed him watching her and beckoned him to join the dance. Brown hesitated for a moment, but then he stepped forward, joining the circle and letting the rhythm of the drums carry him away. For the next hour, they danced without pause, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as the sun rose higher in the sky. Brown felt a sense of exhila
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Chapter: CH. 2: TRAPPEDAs Brown's eyes adjusted to the dim light, he took in his surroundings. The hut was small, but it was filled with details that caught his attention. The walls were made of woven reeds, and animal skins hung from the ceiling. Brown noticed that the skins belonged to jaguars, snakes, and birds he had never seen before. They seemed to represent the tribe's connection to the natural world.The hut was sparsely furnished, but there were a few items that stood out. A wooden chest sat in one corner, its lid slightly ajar, revealing a few woven baskets and carved objects. Brown wondered what treasures lay inside. Next to the chest, a woven hammock hung from the wall, swaying slightly in the breeze. Brown imagined that Dianne must sleep there.In the center of the room, a fire burned, casting flickering shadows on the walls. The flames were contained in a stone hearth, which had been built into the floor. The heat from the fire was intense, but Brown appreciated its warmth in the cool jungle n
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Chapter: CH. 1: Carpets of Green RomanceThe day had barely begun, yet the sun was sneering from above. Professor Brown Sanders wiped his forehead with a bandanna and stared at the damp spot in the center of the fabric. Of all the colors he could have chosen that day, it had to be green.Green, like the canopy of leaves blocking the sun every now and then. Green, like the dense undergrowth weaving through the forest floor, carpeted by thick sludge of mud, rotting plants, and the droppings of God only knows what. With every step he took, the snake-like vines seemed to move, determined to launch him face-first into the putrid forest floor of the Amazon rainforest.The men around him murmured as they walked, sighing when he walked a little too fast. He wouldn't blame them. They couldn't quite comprehend why he wouldn't back down. This mission was more important than his million-dollar paying job back in the States.On an average day, he would be behind a desk with a pen or giving one of his beautiful lectures on Medical Scienc
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A LUNA'S REVENGE
"A Luna's Revenge" is a thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and werewolf lore. Leighton Fishburne, a werewolf banished from his pack, settles in Clydentown where he meets the captivating Anastasia Palmer. Their romance is interrupted by the sudden appearance of Leighton's half-brother, Jeff Rawlings, who warns him to leave town. When Leighton accidentally ingests wolfsbane, he injures Anna and is knocked out by Jeff. Soon after, the CEO of Anna's company is killed, and Leighton and Anna team up with an undercover CIA operative to investigate the death. They uncover a dark secret that leads to a showdown between werewolves, as Anna seeks revenge for her father's death years earlier.
As the mystery deepens, Leighton and Anna's relationship becomes strained, with Anna's thirst for revenge threatening to consume her. Leighton tries to help her regain her humanity, but their love is put to the ultimate test as Anna's plan for vengeance puts them both in danger. Meanwhile, Jeff's true nature is revealed, leading to a thrilling confrontation between him and Anna.
In the end, "A Luna's Revenge" delivers a gripping tale of love, loyalty, and werewolf legend, with unexpected twists and turns that will keep readers on the edge of their seats until the very end.
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Chapter: CH. 5: THE KING OF THE PACK — BROWNThere was no number to Jeff’s office, if you still chose to call it an office.The entire floor was one big fancy loft. There was a long wooden meeting table with a mini throne at the head of the table. Brown chuckled. Jeff really did fancy himself King around here.Brown walked towards the table. The loft looked was even bigger once he stepped inside; a snooker table with already arranged balls, two sofas, a mini dining table, one large refrigerator. Jeff must be living here.“I see you’re in awe” Jeff called from behind him. He sure loved dramatic entrances.“It’s not bad”“No need to be modest, Brown. Feel free to bask in my glow”“You sent for me, Jeff”“That’s boss to you.” Brown nodded. “Yes Sir” He knew Jeff was baiting him and he was not going to fall for it.Jeff walked over to the throne at the head of the wooden table. Brown observed that Jeff was dressed all I white. Suit and all!He ran his hand over the two wolves carved on the edges of the throne. They were facing oppo
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Chapter: CH. 4: THE CURVES FALL IN PLACE — REBEKAH Rebekah moved her body in rhythm, humming a song with nothing but a towel over her body. She held the two dresses, one in each hand and posed before the mirror. The red gown in her left hand had been a Christmas gift she had gotten for herself two years ago, and it still fit.It was a red turtle necked gown with tiny pearls all around the neck that barely reached her knees. It was a simple gown. No, not simple, classy. Or hot? Yes, hot, that’s the word.The last time she had worn this gown, to Norton’s end of year Christmas ball, she had turned lots of heads. She could only assume that she didn’t look as plain as she normally looked on regular days. Maybe if she had found the courage to go with a date, he could have told her if she looked nice or not. Or maybe she had worn it all wrong. Or did she just lack what it takes to rock the gown?The second gown was not as hot as the first.A black cotton gown that hugged her slightly the last time she had worn it. It wasn’t beautiful per s
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Chapter: CH 3: OLD BONES — BROWN Brown paced around in his sparsely furnished cabin; a bar at one end, two chairs and several empty bottles lying about. He wrapped his hand around the neck of a bottle of whisky. It was already past midnight yet he felt neither drowsy nor tired. Everything was going south. He took another generous swig of his whisky, grateful as it heated its way down his throat. Since he couldn’t get drunk, he had to settle for the temporary relief the bottle offered.He hadn’t expected to meet Jeff at Norton. The last he had heard of Jeff, he had been somewhere in New York, being a complete corporate dickhead as usual. That’s the reason he had chosen to come down to Clydentown instead; that and his uncle Gordon.For two people who claimed to hate themselves so much, they were so similar – Jeff and father. Loose. Impulsive. Wild. Angry. So many adjectives yet he felt they all didn’t do justice to the expression he desired.He remembered the way father would beat Jeff when they had been little. How
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Chapter: CH. 2: TEAMWORK — REBEKAH“He looked even hotter in a suit!” Rebekah thought as she swallowed and stared at the stranger before her. "Ma Cherie, meet..." "Brown Burton" he cut in, extending his hand for a handshake. "I could take it from here Sir, if you don't mind" "Oh. Go ahead" Jean Pierre agreed almost too easily. He sank into his chair and flashed a mischievous smile at Rebekah. He – Brown Burton took what could have been a step forward and stretched his hand for a handshake. "And you are?" "Rebekah. Rebekah Palmer." she didn't stutter. She didn’t take his hand either. Thank you, Biology. "Rebekah, quite a name." he dropped his hand slowly. If he was embarrassed, he did a good job hiding it. "Is that for me, milady?" He motioned towards the coffee in her hand. That wonderfully sexy name he called her in that wonderfully sexy voice. She felt her heart race and then slowly run out of fuel. Why does he keep calling her that? "Oh, this...” she turned to Jean Pierre. "Oh, don't look at me. Let the yo
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Chapter: CH 1: A TUMBLE IN THE DARK — REBEKAH Carl’s Coffee Café was the last place Rebekah wanted to be. She drummed her sweaty palm against her thigh hoping to quell the nervousness that had knotted in her stomach. What could be so difficult in ordering a cup of coffee? “I wouldn’t want any sweetener or milk” the man in front of her spoke again. She felt the knot in her stomach tighten. His voice sounded so divine - and blatantly British! A baritone as deep as a lazy growl, yet it was light enough to make her feel this giddy and awkward. "So, black then?” Carl, with his trademark chubby cheeks replied. “Not quite” the man with the beautiful voice spoke again, “Could you do something else, anything other than the regular sweeteners and stuff?” Relax Rebekah! "Good Lord" she exhaled. The nausea she felt in her stomach could easily be mistaken for butterflies, but she knew better - or so she hoped. “You really have to decide, Sir.” Carl replied coolly, “Unless you'd have whatever I whip up for you. No rejects, no refunds.”
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Chapter: PrologueI groaned as my foot tangled in a vine, staggering and swearing all at once. I wouldn’t stop. I felt warm blood trickle over my toe. The scent of fresh blood would lead my assailants to me. I know this. Still, I wouldn’t slow down. The midnight cold stung my skin. The bushes, with razor-sharp knives attached to the edges of their leaves, sliced through my legs as I raced on, defiant. The debris on the forest floor set traps of stumps on my path. "It's no use running, boy!” Father’s voice echoed through the forest. I squinted. I was almost at my destination. I approached a large mildew-ridden boulder ahead and took a sharp left, not slowing down to catch my breath. My instincts were on high alert. I could hear the wolves growl and snap behind me. Father's laughter filtered into my ears, sending tiny shivers down my neck. "There's no way to run. It's just a matter of time before I catch up with you, boy. Tick! Tock!” The moonlit forest, home to my pack for these past months, was
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AN ALPHA'S GAME
An Alpha's Game is a gripping tale of betrayal, love, and redemption. Natalia's life takes a drastic turn when her father loses an alpha duel, and she is offered as a tribute to the Devil Claw Wolfpack. Forced to live like a wife to the Alpha, Draco, she realizes his true character and the sinister motives of his Beta, Liam.
As she tries to escape and uncover the truth about his late wife's death, she finds herself falling for Draco. But when she loses her baby and discovers Elsa's treachery, she must fight for her life and the future of the pack.
With the Beta plotting a revolt, Natalia tries to warn Draco, but he refuses to believe her until it's almost too late. In a daring escape, Natalia gives birth to a son with Draco by her side. But as they face the wrath of the Beta, Draco must fight for his pack and his family in a deadly duel.
Will Draco emerge victorious, or will Liam succeed in his quest for power? An Alpha's Game will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end.
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Chapter: 4. In HidingI crouched in the cramped hiding spot, my heart pounding in my chest. The room was dark and damp, the walls covered in moss and mildew. The only light came from a small crack in the wall, and I could see the shadows of footsteps passing by outside.My body shook with fear as I listened to the hushed whispers of Logan and Fanny. They were talking about killing someone, and the name "Draco" kept coming up. Their voices were low and urgent, and I strained to hear every word.Logan was wearing a black leather jacket, ripped jeans, and heavy boots. His face was scruffy, and his eyes gleamed with malice. Fanny was dressed in a long, flowing gown, her hair swept up in an elegant bun. She wore a necklace made of black onyx, and her eyes darted around the room as she spoke.I could feel my breathing becoming faster and more shallow as I tried to keep quiet. My hands were clammy with sweat, and my body felt like it was on fire. I knew I had to warn Draco, but I couldn't move, couldn't make a soun
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Chapter: CH. 3: Battlefront For a moment, I panicked, wondering where Draco had gone. Had something happened to him? Had he been killed in kidnapped? I relaxed. I shouldn't care what happened to him anyway. He kept my people under his thumb.I quickly got dressed and made my way to the door, intent on finding out what was going on. But the guards stationed outside stopped me in my tracks. "Where is Draco?" I demanded, my voice sharp. "What's happened?" The guards looked at each other warily, as if they weren't sure what to say. Finally, one of them spoke up. "The Alpha has gone to battle, my lady. He left early this morning with his troops." My heart sank at the news. I didn't know what to make of it. Was he fighting against my pack? Was he trying to prove his strength as a leader? I couldn't bear the thought of him being hurt or killed, but I also knew that I couldn't stay here and do nothing. I turned to the guards, trying to muster up some kind of authority. "I need to go to the battlefront," I said, my
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Chapter: CH. 2: DracoI stood outside the Devilclaw Castle, feeling a mix of fear and anger. My father, the disgraced Alpha of the Talon pack, had brought me here against my will, as a tribute bride to the Alpha of the Devilclaw clan. He hoped to restore his honor and gain an ally in the powerful Devilclaw clan, but I didn't want to be here. I wanted to be back home in the forests and mountains of my pack, where I had grown up running wild and free with my pack mates. I was stubborn and didn't like the idea of being a pawn in the game of power between two clans. As I stepped through the massive wooden doors, I was met by a group of guards dressed in black armor. Their faces were obscured by helmets, but I could feel their eyes on me, watching my every move. I wondered what they thought of me, this outsider who had been forced into their world. Logan had left me with the guards, smirking as I gave up struggling and walked quietly. My father was royalty, but here I was, answering to mere omegas.Captai
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Chapter: CH. 1: Given as a Slave“You can’t go in there, Princess.” The guard said.I tilted my head to the side and took another look at him. Salib had dark eyes, broad shoulders, and a charred face. He had been a guard to the royal court ever since I was a young werewolf princess roaming these walls. Now, I was the princess with the heart of a warrior.“Open the damn door, Salib,” I said. I still reserved respect for him from the many times he had saved me in the woods while growing up. Saliba stalled. Father must have warned him not to let me in. “But I need to go in, Salib,” I said.“Princess, the Beta of Devilclaw clan is here with half a dozen men to see your father.”I seethed. “You mean, come to get the monthly tribute for their alpha, Draco.”A few moons ago, my father had lost a duel with Draco Devilclaw. Now my clan was subjected to monthly tribute to the Devilclaw clan. We have been reduced to rubble, and Father would not fight back.“I know that, Salib," I said. “Why do you think I want to go in?”“But
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