Voices Of A Distant Star

Uhmm..I.... " Taylor was speechless, her legs wobbly. "You used my lips pretty" His husky baritone voice melted her. "I... how much do you want? Taylor stuttered. "I want you, I want to taste your sugar lips again" "When a drunken kiss sparks a secret pregnancy, Taylor's life is turned upside down. Forced into a contract marriage with the enigmatic billionaire Zan, she must navigate his cold exterior and his family's disdain. But as their fake marriage becomes all too real, Taylor must confront the secrets of her past and the true depths of Zan's heart. Will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will it tear them apart?"

Harper Cole has been preparing her whole life to become her pack’s next Alpha. When her father gives the title to her youngest brother, Harper will proposition a fellow Alpha with a fake marriage, hoping to reclaim her position as heir.Asher Black, Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, is struggling to lead his Pack and get rid of his controlling uncles when he is offered a strange proposition from a beautiful young wolf. As Harper and Asher fight to secure their positions, their fake relationship will be tested…as will the growing feelings between the two. ***Our lips brush each other’s, and I can taste strawberry. They’re soft, warm and inviting. I hope it appears that sparks are flying around the room. I ignore the little butterflies in my stomach.“Like I said,” Harper smiles wide when we pull apart, “We’re getting married, and I’m leaving tomorrow.”A Marriage of Alphas is created by Chloe Higgins, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

***MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY*** Carolina is desperate for cash. She answers an ad in hopes of making money to help her sick mother when she realizes a notorious gangsters son is searching for a mistress. Carolina has no choice. She takes the job and things SIZZLE

Hana was just a normal girl living in a peaceful village near at the seashore. Her life was fine, not until a tragic bloody night happened. her village was burned down by fire and most of the villagers are perished by unmerciful pirates. She abled to escape with the hand of a handsome hypocritical man. She wants revenge for her family and for the village. Along the way of finding vengeance, she met friends and she didn't expect to unravel her true identity. She discovers her ability, her power, but she can't control it. So, by finding vengeance to whomever she expects to help her, she found answers from her own hands. But could she be able to withstand every trial she faces, only to get the revenge she hoped for or die.

I arranged a lavish dinner cruise in Alpha Lucien Grimfang's honor. However, I mistakenly wore the ceremonial gown that had once belonged to his late Luna, Sylvia Wilder. In front of all the guests, his ten-year-old son, Rhett Grimfang, suddenly rammed me into the champagne tower. The shattered crystal glasses left deep cuts across my skin. "Don't think that you can replace my mother just because you're wearing her sacred gown! You're nothing but a dog—obedient and always at my father's beck and call! Don't you dare dream of claiming a Luna's honor!" His cold, scornful expression mirrored Lucien's perfectly. "I can make you leave anytime I want!" I forced myself to look up at the pup I had raised. "Don't trouble yourself. Tomorrow, I'll submit my resignation to the Elder Council and leave for good."

What is a queen without her king? Technically more powerful.Callisto is young, beautiful, intelligent but all a deadly poison. Callisto is patient wanting one thing her sister begs to sacrifice...a throne.It's now a gamble, a game on who can tame the wild lioness who functions without a pride before she tames them?

Bella had spent her whole life feeling invisible. No matter how much she longed for love, it always slipped through her fingers. How could it not, when her twin sister, Ella, was the perfect one? The one everyone adored? The one who could do no wrong? And Bella? She was just there. A painful reminder of the sister they lost ,Isabella. The sister whose death was somehow Bella’s fault. The stares, whispers, anxiety, sleepless nights, sleepwalking that blurred the line between dreams and reality, but she had learned to live with it . But then, Ella’s wedding changed everything. Ella was supposed to marry ,scout Cromwell. Cold. Ruthless. A man people feared more than they admired. But the night before the wedding, she disappeared. No warning. No goodbye. Just gone. And Bella? They didn’t ask her. They made her take Ella’s place. From the moment she met Scout’s gaze , she knew she was trapped. Those dark, unreadable eyes held a silent promise,I own you now. No escape. Hatred turned into something else. Something dangerous. It crept in slowly, in stolen glances and quiet moments. In the way his touch, once ice-cold, started to linger. In the way he looked at her like she was finally worth seeing. For the first time in her life, Bella felt wanted. And just when she dared to believe it was real. Ella came back. Now, they all expect her to step aside. To diappear like she always does . But how can she, when ,for the first time ,someone is finally seeing her? When, for the first time, she’s the one being chosen? Is she really supposed to disappear again? Or will she finally fight for the love she never thought she’d have?

~You were there when my heart fell for you, but you were never there when my heart yearned for you, still, you never got out of my heart~ I thought it was good to leave because it seemed like they were on their date. I turned around suddenly Newt called. 'Prisha, is that you? Wow! what a pleasant surprise..." I slowly turned towards him, forcing a smile, and replied, "Hey! Newt, nice to see you..." "What are you doing here? Where is your friend Kriste? It is a little awkward to see you without her. I have noticed you two going everywhere together be it washroom as well," he mocked chuckling. Even though I didn't found it even a little funny, I forced a smile and replied, "I am just wandering around the town alone. As I was bored staying home. And about Kristen, she might be busy somewhere." "Oh! anyway come and join us. I want to introduce you to my..." "Girlfriend," before his words were completed my mind had already said it loud. so, I hastily interrupted him, "I am so sorry. I need to rush back home. My mom called me twice. Bye..." Before he could react, I was already out of the restaurant at great speed. The sky was covered with heavy black clouds and soon one after another drops of rain drip down along with my tears. I walked few steps but was not able to go any further. I fell on my knees getting weak to stand and slowly eyes got blur. Soon, I collapsed on the ground and before my eyes were forced to shut, I saw someone walking towards me.

I know every single detail about your life, where you work, all your friends, where you love to hang out, why you moved out of your parents house. But most importantly, how to kill your partner. Chelsea has the perfect life, a dream job, loving father and best friend. All that was missing is boyfriend. At first glance, one would think Chelsea is a stalker but in truth it is just the twisted mind of someone else.

This story will have dark elements(Trigger warnings posted on the chapters.) There are multiple lovers(who wants to choose?) As the reader, you will know everything before the FL. From the outside, Lilliana was a perfect replica of her mother. She wore her fake smile like armor and hid behind the woman her mother created in hopes that one day, she would find a mate who would love and accept her for who she really is. At twenty years old, Lilliana is only months away from getting her Lycan and finding her Goddess given mate, but her mother has other plans, forcing Lilliana into taking a contracted mate in order to take the crown after her father's untimely death. But the man her mother is dead set on forcing her to take the crown with is the son of her father's rival. With nothing as it seems, can Lilliana find a way to unravel the web of lies that she's been fed her entire life before it's too late?