A Dan Z

Blurb When I was fifteen years old I fell in love, he was a walking wet dream and for a teenage girl that was only learning to control her hormones, he was Death. I grew up in a religious household, my grandfather was a catholic pastor and so we were raised on a biblical perspective but somehow I always galloped more to worldly things. I was taught no cussing, no deception, and certainly no fucking a hot boy you just met two weeks ago, but- I loved him. I wanted to love him in all the ways I could, and I think he too loved me because he always promised forever. Somehow forever lasted short, I ended up in the wrong hands, terrible hands. I saw some bad things and did worse, my perception of life was ruined long ago now I have nothing, nothing but scars and demons. I had long forgotten about him, but years later, he crashes into my life, and he's married. His wife, making me an unwelcome proposal, and him, making me feel like the indistinguishable stupid girl I was seven years ago. However I'm no longer her, and he isn't the same eighteen-year-old I lied to, he breathes power and seduction that can be seen from miles away. All I want is to get my life in order but with my past feelings and demons resurfacing, I know one thing for sure, I am screwed. We both are. Caelum thinks he is the only fiend in my story, yet there's a far bigger demon lurking in the dark, and no matter the times he goes hunting, he won't find it, the demon hides in the most open places and the longer Caelum searches, the more broken he will be when he encounters it.

A slap turned my face away and I could taste the metallic taste of blood in my mouth…well that was seven years ago when I told my dad I wanted to become a priest instead of taking care of his mafia family and his business.. he allowed me to be a priest but disowned me from the Vander family. Now seven years later I am seated listening to confession when I see the most beautiful woman walk into the confession room………. The truth is I don’t know if she led me astray or I went on my own.

Taylor Spark dititipkan pada Dave Jo selama satu minggu. Akan tetapi, satu minggu ini akan berubah menjadi selamanya, karena Tina Spark, Mama Taylor, mengalami kecelakaan pesawat.Bagaimana kisah Taylor dan Dave dalam waktu yang bukan satu minggu?

During a revenge plan gone wrong, Rogue leader, Julian never expected to find his mate, Willow. Julian knows that his little mate is not meant to be in his dark world. Willow is too pure for a life like that and he won't subject her to one. So he ignores his urges and decides to leave her. But danger is lurking in the shadows and his own past may be the reason his mate could die. As Julian battles with conflicting emotions from his heart and his head, Willow deals with her own. Her brother gave his life for her and the guilt eats away at her daily. Not only does she have to deal with that, she also has to come to terms with the fact that her Rogue leader mate doesn't want to be with her. All Willow feels is guilt and devastation. She still thinks that she should be dead instead of her brother. She craves her mate - but he doesn't want her. When the craving for one another finally becomes too hard to ignore, both mate's find themselves navigating a world full of love, new experiences and extreme jeopardy. But the past is catching up to them and it's coming back with deadly agenda. That's the thing about the past, it always comes back to haunt you.

I was about to marry my boyfriend of seven years, Edward Carter. However, he was secretly getting a marriage certificate with his first love. In a moment of panic and disbelief, I confronted him: "Edward, what do I even mean to you?" Edward grabbed me as I tried to walk away, his eyes filled with helplessness: "Jennifer, you know Chloe is my first love. She only has two months left to live. I just don't want her to leave with regrets." "The woman who will be my last wife, though, is you." It was laughable. He felt sorry for his first love—did that mean I had to suffer? I saw the mocking look Chloe Smith shot my way. Then, to make things worse, Edward actually suggested I let Chloe take my place in the wedding. That was the last straw. After seven years of love, I did not want it anymore. I called my brother, "Hey, the wedding is in ten days. Can you find me a new groom?"

The aloof CEO and his childhood sweetheart bring the tragic novel's female lead to an orphanage to adopt a child. All the children pounce on the childhood sweetheart, saying, "Mommy, pick me! Pick me!" The viewers' comments come flooding in. "She can't birth her own child, and now even the orphans don't want her. The tragic female lead is truly pitiful, humiliated by both her husband and his childhood sweetheart!" "The childhood sweetheart keeps winning—spoiled by the CEO, and the orphans scramble to call her 'Mom.' The female lead is nothing but a piece of decor." "It's not tragic enough! Make her even more miserable! It's even better if she cries on the spot so that later, when the CEO recalls this scene, he'll have to work double time to win his wife back!" I glare at the comments, feeling so mad that my short legs push me forward, landing me right in front of the ignored female lead. I tug at her sleeve. "Missy, can you make stew?" The female lead freezes up. "I… I can." My eyes light up with joy. "That's it then! That's exactly what I love. I'll go with you!"

Being cursed is not the best feeling in the world, during a world war. All the races: vampires, werewolves, humans, dragons and witches were in battle leading to a fight for world dominance. The werewolves, vampires and humans destroyed the world. Leading to the Divine being cursing them. Each vampire and wolves had to carry each others traits 1. The fierce attitude of the werewolves 2. Fangs and longlife of the vampires 3. And the worst trait of humans falling in love. Born a vampire God is Alexander, who lost his parents due to a severe bomb created by the humans. He hates humans and all he wants is to end their existence. He carries all this traits but refuse to let humans weakness be one of his. But little does he knows what the Divine being has planned for him. A mate innocent human "Riele steel"

"Mom, Dad, I’ve decided to come home for the blind dates you mentioned. I’ll be back by the end of the month." In the early spring, with the lingering chill of winter in the air, Valerie Stonecutter pushed open the door while speaking softly into the phone. Her gentle voice drifted through the rain like a thread weaving through the mist. Pulling her collar tighter against the cold, she heard her parents breathe a sigh of relief on the other end. "Val," her father began, his voice heavy with age. “Your mom and I haven’t been in good health these past few years. So now that you’ve made up your mind, that’s good. When you’re back, I’ll have your Aunt Laura arrange a few suitable candidates for you to meet." Hearing that her parents were already making arrangements for her future, Valerie’s gaze flickered, her emotions momentarily unsettled. After a few more words of small talk, she ended the call. She glanced around her home with a heavy heart, her thoughts tangled in a quiet storm. Then she retreated to her bedroom and began to pack.

Daciana, an orphan, has always been on the run to protect what she held dear. She had loved her mate, Ulfred, fiercely. However, the next morning, he rejected her after a long night of sex. Daciana found out she was pregnant with triplets. What would she do when her babies are kidnapped? Will she go back to her Ulfred? Later on, she is blessed with a second chance mate. Will Daciana be finally happy with her new found mate?

My husband, Ethan Parker, brought our daughter on a trip to the countryside with his first love, Mandy Sanchez. Halfway through, he abandoned our little girl and left with Mandy. When our daughter was surrounded by wolves, I could not reach him. By the time I arrived, the car was empty—the only thing left behind was a bloodstained piece of pumpkin pie. As I was dealing with my grief, Ethan finally answered his phone. "We're celebrating Thanksgiving. Why are you ruining the mood?" I internally scoffed at that man's audacity. Well, happy holidays indeed! Let me deliver a bloody pumpkin pie for you to really get into the spirit.