an unseemly lady

"Lonely cold nights without anyone by your side, watching your father die in front of your eyes, watching your Mum lay like a lifeless body has undoubtedly made me cold from inside out. And let me tell you, it's not pleasant. I can be a monster with bad people and an angel with good, but for these people, I'm willing to get to my lowest point where I'll make them cry tears of pain. From this cruel man, all I want to take away is his pride and crush it between my fingers, and that's my promise to you wang. I'll do it, just watch how I play with your daughter and mess with your head. I'm sure you'll die out of grief only by trying to save her."Just wait and watch how i break your daughter piece by piece. The game has begun...

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.

HUNCHING my shoulders against the cold, I watched my breath mist out in front of me. It was either that or head into the convenience store opposite and grab some cigs, which I couldn’t do. Ma’d already threatened to lop off my head if she caught me stinking of smoke, and while I wasn’t averse to a clipped ear, what with being twenty, I didn’t give much of a anymore. My wrist was , thanks to how many times Da had broken it, and I’d been shot at twice. I could cope with her pulling on my ear like it was stuck on with Velcro. Dealing with Mariska’s repugnance, however, was another matter entirely.

Tiffany O'Hearn is an orphan with bad luck. Everything she had went into turmoil when her family got ambushed by a bunch of guys wearing black masks. The woman survived but her parents died. Blood is everywhere; that kind of trauma haunts her until she becomes a teenager. Without her knowledge, the reason why she survived is connected to the incident that happened when she was a kid. Truth is yet to unfold inside the orphanage she's staying in. Not until she met Killian Montgomery, the man who wants to adopt her all of a sudden. Days after, she found out that the man is an Alpha and the woman was given a mark for being "his mate". Interestingly enough, the man was also there on the said ambush. What would be the fate waiting for Tiffany? Is it bad or a good one?

Blurb What else is left to be a secret from the eye? Every living thing like werewolves are under the same law, which is the cross law, no matter how big you are, you will surely carry your cross, this equally means that no man is free. Just like the story of the Dilemma of an Alpha. Sammi's father is already too old and has to step down for his son to be the new alpha of the pack, Sammi's coronation is fast approaching and has to mark his Luna so as to make the ritual completed. But what happens when Sammi's Love 'Camilla,' who he has made up his mind to mark as his Luna, turns out to be the daughter of their enemy from another pack? If Camilla's father finds Alpha Sammi in his territory he would be kill and if Alpha Sammi's father finds Camilla anywhere around his territory she Sha be killed. Do you think anyone among this two lovers would try to cross this boundary placed in-between them. And don't you think the whole situation could drive Alpha Sammi into a state of critical Dilemma? Or would they find a way to unite the two packs once again by the power of love. Find out in this exciting and alluring book.

Katarina was hired to manage the President's affairs of the heart. Her one mission: To find his perfect wife. She plied him with enough candidates - models, heiresses, socialites, actresses, a crowned princess - women in their prime who came with beautiful background and outstanding achievement. But he rejected everyone. He only wanted one woman - his executive assistant Katarina. Will she yield from his relentless pursuit of her? Especially since it did not come with any guarantees and would most likely leave her heart tbroken in the end?

“I won’t, just want a foreplay with you Abby” He said to me cheerfully. He ran his fingers into my pants and made his way to my pussy which he played with. He began fingering me like I was going to run away from him. “I thought those are your fingers, why do they feel like they are your cock going into my ass?” I questioned, feeling pain all over my pussy. “I guess it’s because you are pregnant for me, Abby” He spoke into my ears as I began breathing heavily. “Uhh… Ahhh Jack?” I hoarse emotionally as I grabbed him by his neck, pushing his lips closer to my boobs. He understood what I wanted, so he gave it to me. He took in my nipple into his warm mouth or should I say his sugar coated mouth and with so much rush, he fondled and sucked on my hard nipple for so long. “That’s it Jack, over there Jack… That’s the right point, baby!” I said out, trying to maintain my voice. I was really enjoying his foreplay and wished he could go in, but he just wouldn’t make me feel the way I wanted. Enough about me, let’s switch to you” I placed my hand on his chest as I made him kneel on my bed.

By six, Amelia had whipped up a six-dish dinner with soup—Chad Felton's favorites, of course. By seven, she'd prepped his bath, complete with rose petals and candles. By eight, his slippers were perfectly lined up by the door. At nine, Chad finally strolled in. Amelia stepped up, taking his suit jacket. "Eat first or bathe?" she asked, setting the slippers in front of him and hanging the jacket. "Bathe," he muttered, eyes glued to his phone.

Jonas Whitepaw has always felt a little different, and he has accepted people commenting on his size and teasingly calling him a pretty boy. For despite being a future Alpha, he isn’t big or burly. Luckily for him, his handsome face and charms more than make up for his lack of size, at least with the ladies. Without really being prepared, he is thrown into the job as Alpha when his father is killed by the feared rogue king Typhon Bloodclaw, also known as Cerberus. Pushed by the pack and especially the Beta, Jonas decides to go and negotiate alone with the rogues when they abduct 4 Young girls, one of them Jonas' baby sister. To his surprise, the rogue King is willing to let the girls go on one condition: Jonas takes their place. What does the rogue King want with Jonas? Will he abuse him like the young Alpha fears? And what is the weird feeling Jonas gets when he is near Typhon? He can’t be attracted to a man, or can he?

Rhiannon is an Omega with a Luna's wolf. She's always wondered why she was different from the other Omegas. She's bigger, stronger - and she can never seem to keep her mouth shut the way the other Omegas can. She loves her sweet, funny boyfriend, Stephen, who she's been with for five years. They've always believed they'll be mates when they turn eighteen. But on the night of her 18th birthday, she realises he isn't. Her mate is the pack's powerful Alpha, duty-bound, war-scarred Caleb... who's already promised to another mate. Luna Amelia is perfect in every way - or so she seems. She's strong, dutiful, and she always knows the right thing to say. But she's hiding a secret, one that could threaten the safety of every werewolf in her pack. Rhiannon wants Caleb but, despite his desire for her, he decides to abandon their mating bond in the name of duty. What makes it worse is that her beloved boyfriend still believes they are mates. He felt the mate bond snap into place that night - but if it's not with her, then who? Lies and secrets threaten to ruin their lives. When Alpha Caleb can't stop himself from craving Rhiannon, will they be able to refuse the pull of the mate bond?