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For five years, I thought our marriage was solid. Then, my husband, Lionel Franco’s first love, Sandra Howard, posted a photo of a property deed on her social media. The caption read: [Thank you, Lionel, for transferring the house to me.] I stared in disbelief and left a single comment: [WTF?] Lionel called within minutes. “She’s a struggling single mother. Transferring the house to her makes it easier for her son to get into school. It doesn’t affect where we live,” he snapped. “How can you be so lacking in compassion?” In the background, I heard her muffled sobs. Half an hour later, she tagged me in another post.  This time, she flaunted her Mercedes worth over a million dollars, with the caption: [Paid in full. As the saying goes, ‘Where a man spends his money, that's where his heart is’.] I knew he bought it to soothe her temper. But this time, I had enough. I decided to divorce him.

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

There’s nothing sexier than a hot jock any day of the week even if you don’t care for sports. Think sizzling dirty sweat and hard muscle that melts ice instantly. These jocks are ready to meet their match and score for life. Come along for the ride. Find a nice cool spot and bring plenty of iced water. Football, baseball, rugby, and tennis. There’s no end to dirty sex between clean sheets. Completion is created by Holly S. Roberts/D’Elen McClain, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Book two of the My Alpha series. First book is titled Raised by My Alpha. • Kennedi was raised by Elias Blake, the alpha of the Creogan Pack. In a world full of magic and powerful creatures, Kennedi has been taken by an unknown force. She's counting on her alpha to save her, but will he be able to save her before time runs out? Or does she have to save herself? What happened after book one? Why don't you find out? Disclaimer: As we see Kennedi grow up, mature themes arise. This is a warning. Read Raised by My Alpha before you read Saved by My Alpha. It’ll make more sense

The sound of bones cracking filled the forests eery silence as what was once a wolf was beginning to contort into a humanoid creature. Pinching herself Danica tried to wake from what had to be a dream as a naked man occupied where once stood a wolf.  Not any man, but Mason Thompson, the neighborhood playboy. He sniffed the air while examining the area to make sure there were no more threats before finally turning his attention to Danica. "I finally found you."  He smiled as his golden eyes that had locked onto her face filled with joy and longing. For all of her 18 years of life Danica Robinson thought that she was normal. When she turned 18 she comes to know that she is far from. When the world of fictional creatures becomes one that she begins to reside in, everything will change.

Cleavira Jashein Zarmeda did not grow up like a normal teenager. She was a victim of sexual abuse that made her life miserable and horrific. At her young age, she experienced living with a demon. She already know how cruel this world could be for weak and coward people. Could she free herself from the chain of her past? It is a battle between you will kill or you will be killed. Would she get the justice she deserve or she will just end her sufferings through a demonic escape? Could she surpass the obstacles ahead of her? Cleavira promised to herself that she will not cry again not until she met the guy named, Zachari Aikee Castellar, a carefree genius who's working as a Detective. —Azureriel

Zack clears his throat. "We have been dreaming about Brandon Snow." "Ahhh," Lucille says, smiling and nodding her head. "The future Beta. And a white wolf to boot. Your future pups will be quite beautiful with Charlie's chocolate coloring and Zak's reddish hue. The three of you will make wonderful parents." Zak's mouth drops open and Charlie squeaks out, "Our future... pups!" "What do you know of Selene and her mates?" Lucille asks. "Mates? I only know of one mate. Pan," Charlie says. "As the god of the wild and the goddess of the moon, Pan and Selene's children became werewolves. Wild creatures who were controlled by the moon." "Ahhh. Is that what they are teaching the young pups now? That Selene only had one mate? I knew that they didn't want mate trios any longer, but I didn't know that they would attempt to change even Selene's story," Lucille chuckles. "Alpha, Luna, do you truly believe that if there was no humanity in their coupling that we would be human at all?" "Wait. What?" Zak says. "If we were only children of Pan and Selene, we would always be wild creatures. Nymphs, satyrs, centaurs. But we aren't. Of course, we could remain in our wolf form all the time if we wish, but we always have the ability to shift into human form. No, young ones, Selene had two mates. One, the god Pan. The other, a human man named Endymion. We get our wolves from Pan, our pull to the moon from Selene, and our human selves from Endymion," Lucille says. "Why..." Zak licks his lips and starts again. "Why weren't we told this?" "Ahhh," Lucille breathes out, taking a sip of her coffee. "Because not every wolf has two mates, as Selene did. As you two do."

"W-wait! Someone's comi- ah!" Dylan's gasps were muffled with a kiss that made his legs go weak. "Want me to stop?" The whisper made him shudder. "...no, b-but there's-" "Then be a good boy and focus on me. Spread your legs." Hot sex and a domineering top that could mess him up with just the flick of his finger, that was Dylan's dream guy as a college student. But that dream could only stay one for a virgin like him, despite his wild fetishes, he could only settle for staring at handsome faces walking the streets of campus and not actually approaching them. Guys without the looks, the package, the voice, the smell, and one night stands were options he'd long scraped off his list. Fussy much. Yes, he knew. But what happens after all his fuss, he falls in love at first sight with his new neighbor who was his perfect type, only to get heartbroken at the sight of his girlfriend. He gets drunk at his college party, sleeps with a complete stranger who gives him the wildest night of his life, yet doesn't remember a single thing the next day. He would've kept on with his life without a care, except he keeps getting flashes of the previous night with no memory of his partners face. While on the hunt for who he'd given his life savings to, his family gets invited to a housewarming dinner. He gets introduced to the neighbor's sons who were just around his age. Twins? And an older brother. One of them being dumb(unable to speak) and the other two completely fine. Now he finds himself in a bind as his instinct tells him, he's slept with one of the brothers. But which of the Waltson's had he slept with?!

"What happens when the baddest mafia boss in town wants the untouchable homicide detective who is determined to take him down? Vladimir Sitnikov will play a dangerous game in order to capture the fiery Jane McKinley and bring her under his roof and his control.Police detective Jane McKinley wants to rock Russian mobster Vladimir Sitnikov's world – with a gun, a set of handcuffs and a long-term jail cell. Jane is determined to do everything she can to protect her city by bringing down the ruthless mafia boss that haunts her nights. Sitnikov is equally determined to bring the spirited cop under his control and into his bed. A strong woman with nothing left to lose is a dangerous thing, and she will stop at nothing to gain revenge. But when Jane is threatened, there is nothing cold in Vlad's savage response. He will burn the city to the ground.Fire & Vice: Savage Vendetta is created by Nikita Slater, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Helpless moans and cries could be heard in a room. "Harder...!", She moaned and like a beast who had just been released, he pounded her hard and fast until he spurted his seed in her. He sucked on the lollipop he had used to rub her clit in delight. Seeing this, her eyes got clouded with lust. "What! She's my mate? She's dead?" *** He detested her but his wolf wanted her. She was his mate but he had no idea not until she gave her life away. The spell casted upon him by his childhood friend whom he thought was his mate was broken. He had all along being deceived but what? She died?! He went mad.