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Sophia is a young single woman working for a well known publishing company in Boston, Ma. She is up for a major promotion with her company where she will be the senior editor. While working from her local coffee shop one Tuesday she makes eye contact with a tall, handsome man. Who she ends up running into the next few weeks, even though she goes out of her way not to. Fate has other plans, and they end up falling in love, only to be haunted by Elliots ex, Riley. Will their love make it? Will it be worth the fight? Or does Riley ruin it for everyone?

Sylvie Morgan discovers her identity as a rare Sigma Wolf destined for Alpha status after believing she was a human. Orphaned and clueless about her parents' wolf pack legacy, Sylvie must find herself and her true purpose even after the betrayal of Marcus the old man who adopted her and her bestie, Ethan. As she struggles with the weight of her newfound heritage, Sylvie must not only embrace her unique power but also confront the challenges that come with being a Sigma. With potential mates at every turn, Sylvie must rise to claim her rightful place as an Alpha as she chooses the mate who has her best intentions at heart.

Willow Howard had a tough life— growing up as the only human in a town full of Wolf Shifters wasn’t easy. Good thing she always had her best friend and crush, Owen around to protect her when things got rough. When she got the chance to leave town for college, she left and didn’t look back—until she got a call that changed her life forever. Now Willow is back in Blackwater, back to being surrounded by shifters, and there’s an unsettling murmur around town. There’s a competition for the next Alpha, and resident bad boy Rune White is top contender. He’s cocky, rude, and downright gorgeous, but being back has ignited feelings Willow forgot she even had. Now it’s Owen against Rune in more ways than one and Willow is thrust into a life she forgot she even had and named as the new Luna of the pack. Pack law is different and Willow finds herself unable to resist the pull of her new mate as secrets about her past start unraveling. Where are her parents? How can she have a mate if she’s not a wolf? Who is Willow really?

The books say that besides empaths, mages are the most sensitive when it comes to emotions. They also say that mages are the most dangerous supernatural s pecies to walk the earth. There's a reason for that, the elders say that mages who are underaged are a ticking time bomb because if a mage who is not of age constantly experiences negative emotions before their Coming of Age ceremony, their magic becomes twisted, their heart becomes cold and their eyes change to reflect that evil magic coursing through them. No one ever believed the books, thinking of them as fairy tales. At least they didn't until Olive Lane walked into school her magic dark and corrupted enough to give her a shadow familiar. Her hair no longer an almost white blond but a haunting purple. Gone were her kind and emotion-filled green eyes and in their place were amethyst eyes filled with nothing but hatred and amusement. Everyone watched her snap the neck of a classmate with the tilt of her head and it was in that moment they realized that the books and the elders were right. And for the first time in their peace-filled lives, the residents of Ravenswood felt true horror because when she looked at them, they knew that in front of them was the monster spoken of in fear and terrified reverence. Olive Lane,the sweetest and kindest person to ever walk the earth was now a Dark Mage. Will her soul be forever lost in the darkness or is there a hope for redemption? Will she defeat her demons or will they overtake her and ruin that which she loves...

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It was a bad idea. She knew it but she had no choice. After finding herself penniless after the death of her parents who nevertheless had a good fortune, Rose had no other idea than to loot the trunk of her old house to pay for her little sister's treatment. Anyway, it wasn't a theft because nobody knows about this safe... The house was empty because it was for sale, she was going to sneak in and she would never set foot there again. It was a perfect idea... When she entered the house, she suspected that there was someone but she persisted and continued... -Who are you? What are you doing at my house? She was so relieved that no one had touched her money so she hadn't even heard the footsteps... She turned to see a man...a man with a mask covering half his face. .. Frightened, she did not expect that this night could change her life... -I'll let you take your trunk and I'll offer you double more so that you serve as my escort, for one night... Rose could not understand such a proposal. However, she had no choice...

After Lessie's wedding anniversary, her marriage crumbled with the reappearance of her husband's ex-girlfriend. All her years of tireless effort to keep the relationship intact felt wasted. Her pleas were completely ignored by him. Left with no choice, she moved far away. Who would have thought that years later, the same ex-husband she once shed tears for would want her back? "I want you back." Now, Lessie’s was left with her own choices: should she return to her ex-husband who wants to win her over or embrace life on her own? Can she ever forgive Freddie for the pain and betrayal he caused? Can the scars of the past truly be erased and forgotten?

"I will give you the contract on one condition,” Nathaniel finally spoke. “And what is that condition, Mr. Blackwood?” I asked him. “Be Mrs. Blackwood for 100 days, and the contract is all yours,” Nathaniel said, his eyes looking straight into mine as if he was trying to read my thoughts. After being betrayed by her fiancé, Daniel Jackson, with his colleague Maci Anderson, Rayner Carson is left heartbroken. She is immediately faced with an unexpected proposal: to secure a business contract that will catapult her career and grant her the promotion to President of the Business Management Department, a crucial step towards her ultimate dream of becoming the Chief Operating Officer, she must agree to a 100-day contract marriage with the richest and most feared billionaire in Diavolo, Nathaniel Blackwood, CEO of Blue Nath. “Will Rayner accept the marriage contract as it is her gateway to being the President of the Business Management Department?” “Why does Nathaniel want her to be Mrs. Blackwood for just 100 days?” “Will she finally get the promotion she desires if she gets the contract after being Mrs. Blackwood for 100 days?” “After the 100-day contract is over, what will happen to Rayner and Nathaniel?” Find the answers to your intriguing questions in this book, a story that depicts that love is the most important and the only antidote (way) we need to cure (overcome) all of life's poison (struggles), ENJOY!

After being cursed as the reason behind her mother's death, even as a baby, Uriel Alcide grows up, hoping to find true love from her mate. To her surprise, she gets rejected by him just because she's an omega, and he settles for her most trusted maid instead. She gets framed for a crime she knows nothing about and ends up killed. Now, Uriel is Rebirthed in the body of a 1500-year-old witch, and she is ready to avenge her death and deal with everything and everyone who ever made her feel miserable! Will she risk her identity by going back to the same mate who rejected her once? What happens when she becomes caught up as the prize between a Lycan King, her first love, and another man who would go to any lengths to keep her? What does revenge taste like for Uriel?

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.