hail mary

An ancient curse. A desperate spell. Two brothers claim Marylin Rose, a mysterious woman from a different timeline, as their only hope for an heir. But at what cost to her freedom? Wanna find out? Add this book to your library!

“This is wrong…Alexander,” Laura whispered, her eyes closing in pleasure. “I know, but you intoxicate me. And I will give you so much pleasure, that you will forget about my brother,” Alexander whispered back, his lips hovering over hers. ************* Laura, a feisty and resilient young lady, marries Ethan Harrison contractually, on an agreement that he would set her younger brother free from prison, unaware that he is gay. In a bid to feed her sexual starvation, she got drunk in a club and had a passionate encounter with her husband's brother, who just arrived after a long trip. What happens when she gets pregnant, and the truth about the Harrison family and their real heir is unraveled? Find out in the thrilling book of love, lust, power, and family betrayal.

It had been five years since I started dating Ross Jenner. His family invited my mother and me to their family home in Fellaton to discuss our wedding plans and to spend Valentine's Day together. It was past 10:00 PM when my mother and I landed, but Ross wasn't there to pick us up because his college junior, Laurel Elledge, had just arrived in Fellaton. He told me to figure out a way to get a cab to the house myself. In a strange place, unfamiliar with the area, it wasn't long before we found ourselves in danger. Just over ten minutes outside the airport, we were robbed. My mother was injured while trying to protect me, and she collapsed, bleeding heavily. Desperate, I held onto her, frantically trying to call Ross. Each call was abruptly cut off, and when I finally reached him, he sounded irritated. "Jennifer, you're an adult, so stop acting like a child. You couldn't even hail a cab on the street? Laurel just got to Fellaton and isn't feeling well. I need to take care of her." Without waiting for a response, he hung up. I tried calling again, only to find that I had been blocked. In the end, my mother's injuries were too severe, and she bled out before the doctors could save her. As I stared at her lifeless body, tears flowed uncontrollably. When I finally checked my phone again, the first thing I saw was a picture Ross had posted on Twitter. In the photo, he was kissing Laurel and holding a bouquet of roses. [Spending Valentine's Day with the one I love most.] I quietly threw the gifts I had brought from home into the trash. Then, I left a comment, which said, [Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness.]