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During the three years after I'm diagnosed with a malignant tumor, my husband performs over 30 major surgeries on me so he can keep me around to donate my corneas to his true love. Finally, when she has the courage to face her illness under his encouragement, he follows a doctor's advise and gives up on treating me. I laugh when taking my last breath. He has no idea that the cancer has already spread to my eyes. He won't be transplanting my corneas in his true love's eyes—he'll be planting cancer in her.

Mom and Aunt Denise Taylor fell off the balcony in the midst of their heated argument. Dad rushed in just as they hit the ground, each with a broken arm. Without hesitation, he left Mom behind and hurriedly took Denise to the hospital instead. Later, Mom filed for divorce. Dad's face twisted in anger as he yelled, "Enough, Nicole! So what if you broke an arm and can't hold a scalpel anymore? What's the big deal? Dee is a genius designer. If she had lost her hand, her life would've been over! Of course, I had to save her first!" Watching all this in my ghostly state, I couldn't help but laugh. Did Dad really think that Mom had only lost the use of her hand? Mom didn't just lose her hand. She lost me. After all, I had severe heart failure, and the only person who could perform the life-saving surgery was Mom, the medical master herself. But none of that matters now, because I'm already gone.

Meet Kaya Simeon. A young omega who has a nasty habit of going out into the woods alone at night. On one night Kaya goes into the woods alone again and accidentally stumbles upon an alpha, going into rut…

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I’d been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I’d ‘borrowed’? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He’d help me out. No one could be safer to ask…

Samantha: Jaecar, the fiercest of the Border Guard, has always been kind to me. Indulging me despite what I thought was his lack of sexual interest. That all changed the day he told me he'd have me as his mate. I said no. Spurring Jaecar to go from the sweet boy next door to the hungry wolf with his eye on me. Jaecar: She was mine. She'd always been mine. She just didn't know it yet. I courted her, I was kind to her, all with my end goal in mind. Possessing her. She thinks she can run from me. But I know everywhere she'd go. I know everywhere she'd hide. Because I know everything about Samantha. The Mating Moon is rising. And she will be my mate. Willing or not.

I, Zierno the famed assassin, am hunting the mythical Mist Mare. My king, my friend, has promised me command of his guard if I gift her to him. I never fail a mission. The beast will belong to the King of the Netherlands, one way or the other. It’s deeply amazing how much can go wrong in a single day. From capturing the rare creature for my liege, to it nearly making off with my king. Now I’m on his short list of enemies. During my mad flight from the castle, I thought to save an injured woman. I couldn’t have been more wrong. What I have now is a sack full of problems. This pretty red-eyed woman, being the largest. She looks like a sweet creature one moment. Then the next, a bloodthirsty demon. And truthfully, I’m terrified. I’ve never seen anything like her. “Chain me to the wall” She says. Normally I’d think that might make for an interesting afternoon. Now I’m thinking I’d rather be anywhere but where she can shriek at me when she has one of her ‘spells.’ “Go talk to the sorcerer.” She orders. As though I should know who he is. “I need your help.” She says, as though I’m intended to be some great savior. I’m a killer not a saint. Meanwhile, I’ve gotten word that the King has sent out an army to hunt me down and drag me back to face the consequences of a potential assassination. One which I did not intend! So my plan right now…Is essentially just to stay alive.

В личной жизни полная неразбериха, ещё и отцу - последнему родному человечку, врачи ставят неутешительные диагнозы, а на дорогостоящую операцию нет денег. Друзья предлагают принять участие в турнире, главный приз в котором с лихвой окупит лечение дорогого человека. Дав согласие, я запустила цепь событий, на фоне которых моя прежняя жизнь кажется тихой и спокойной. Ведь я встретила новых... Врагов, друзей, и главное - нашла любовь, на пути к которой обнаружилось немало препятствий.

Очнувшись в другом мире, от прежней жизни почти ничего не осталось. Но к счастью я заработал кое какие навыки, которые определенно помогут мне здесь обосноваться...

Когда начальник орёт - «укради, заставь или убей, но реши проблему!» это может означать многое. Но если это сказал мой босс, то… я попал, и мне предстоит свершить не свершаемое. В качестве стимула на кон поставлена моя жизнь. Ещё и волонтёр привязался с предложением оттестировать новую вирт-технологию под названием «Избавление от проблем». И господи! Как же хочется поверить в чудо… ЛИЧНОСТЯМ НЕ ПЕРЕНОСЯЩИМ ЧИТЕРСТВО И МЕРИСЬЮШНОСТЬ, А ТАК ЖЕ НЕТРАДИЦИОННЫЕ СВЯЗИ - ЧИТАТЬ НЕ РЕКОМЕНДУЕТСЯ! По сути это роман - стёб, тем кто воспринимает всё близко к сердцу, но всё же желает почитать, просьба заблаговременно запастись пустырником и валерьянкой.

ДИЛОГИЯ ЗАВЕРШЕНА. 2 часть. Мои приключения продолжаются! Мир Центурион полон загадок и неприятностей. Разбойники, которых надо спасать, Дух Огня, уверенный, что любит меня. Эльф, за которого меня заставляют выйти замуж Но я знаю, что иду к своему счастью и поэтому никакие препятствия мне не страшны! Ведь впереди меня ждет моя судьба!