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I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.

>>THIS BOOK IS IN INDEFINITE HIATUS<< Born without deficiency and full of love from her parents, Adeline Maynez grew up in a happy and colorful life. But what she thought was a lifetime of happiness and no-need-to-ask-for-more life was soon taken away from her abruptly. Although she may be smart, has uncountable talents, and is almost perfect in the eyes of others, her life is gradually lost its meaning after having an unknown condition called the Colorless Syndrome - a condition where someone's eye vision loses its color seeing ability. Alongside, Adeline is soon caught between her two pursuers whom she did not expect to be the two CEOs under the same company where she is working. Later on, a self-proclaimed healer has researched the Colorless Syndrome and how it can be treated and it concludes that there is really no in-take medicine that can restore color to the vision of those experiencing the syndrome. Their statement is: "It may sound fictional, but the color seeing ability of your eyes will only return to normal once you found your soulmate or true love. That is the cure, that is the reality and nothing else." Will there be any hope of bringing the beautiful colors back to Adeline's vision and life?

Amira Altaha has lived her entire 18 years alongside the natural - and supernatural. In her hometown city of Morrowfalls, it isn't unknown to be working side by side with a furry friend, or scaly, or one that floats. She can't imagine life without this diverse culture, especially not her longtime boyfriend, Isaac Lund. Despite their differences of her being a human and him being a werewolf, it takes one meeting during junior year of high school for them to fall head over heels for each other. Amira understands that one day Isaac might find his mate in someone who isn't her, but he makes his own vow to be with her until the very end. This promise is upheld for five blissful years - until the day Isaac turns 18, and meets Eris Morin, daughter to the Alpha of the Silverhowl Pack - and his new mate. ~ “Is this another attempt at avoiding me?” he asks. Goosebumps rise on her skin as his lower lip subtly brushes against hers while he speaks, his breath warm and sweet on her tongue. “What if it is?” She is surprised at how strong her voice sounds despite how much her chest is trembling. His fingers tighten their grip on her chin and waist, his already dark eyes darkening further. “I’ll say this only once so listen close, sweetheart – there isn’t anywhere in this world you can go where I won’t find you, and as cute as this game of dog and squirrel has been, I am only willing to play for so long. It’s best for you to give up now; I always win.”

Captivating smile 5ft, 6inches tall, a willowy build and gorgeous translucent skin. Janice Sketches was a well-known matchmaker that could solve any problem within seconds. She finds matches to those unable to and was very skilled at it. But, she hadn't found her perfect match. Jules Forrest, also known as the devil for being a ruthless CEO. He only engaged in a nightstand and didn't believe true love existed. However, his principle changed when he met the stunning woman that shared his bed after a night at his brother's wedding. ----- EXCERPT: He knew she was drunk and he didn't want to take advantage of it but he couldn't help how her soft lips were making him feel. The softness of her skin, her sweet cupid-bow shaped lips, and warm kiss were beginning to make his mind muddled. He allowed her to take the lead without initiating anything so as not to overwhelm her. “Please take me, stranger." Her eyes and body begged him.

"Where are you going to? Get back here," Zion shouts at her. She walks away from him in agitation. "I lost my everything. Everything that I have. My youth, my dreams and the man who could keep me warm and happy all my life. Why should I stop for you?" Nancy says. "How dare you say that?Get back here and serve your to be husband," he scowls. "But I am not your fiance," she squeaks and his eyes widens in shock. Instagram: Deborah962021

…He caresses my check and I close my eyes and lean close so as to get more of his touch. "Catania, why is your pheromone doing this to me?" He asks calmly and this time around, I open my eyes. "Because… because you don't want to accept the…" my sentence is caught off by the feel of his lips colliding with mine. A thunder of emotions strike within me as he kisses me passionately, like he owns me, loves me. I return the kiss with all my might as I decide to forget everything that is going on and enjoy the moment. Without breaking the kiss, he gently pulls me into his big muscular arms and further intensifies the kiss. His lips are warm and soft. They are partly sighted, allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our bodies are pressed together heatedly as I our lips joined with each other's. I can taste our shared breath and feel the taste of our combined heartbeat. Warmth blossoms in my chest, igniting it as Alpha Nolan leans in close, with his lips brushing tentatively. This is my first kiss ever. The smell of his perfume is dizzying and it causes butterflies to dance in my stomach. My eyes are close and they seem to have gotten stuck. I want to open them, I want to get a better look at Alpha Nolan's dark brown eyes, I want to admire his crazy vampire hairline. I have the feeling this is never going to happen again and that this might even ruin what is left in my life, so I want to open my eyes and bear some witness but I can't, because I am so tired and his mouth is so soft… He cannot ignore the connection even if he wanted to…

“Darlene Roberts, you're under arrest for the death of George Martins.”I look up with misty eyes only to see a bunch of cops, guns blazing and aimed at me. Funny enough, I don't even freeze neither do I panic. My attention goes back to my ex lover whose limp body is still warm with blood oozing from his forehead and chest. His shirt is torn and his big eyes are staring blankly at me. I've managed to help shut his mouth which was agape and his twisted lips. It seems he had put up one hell of a struggle before he gave up the ghost.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in the court of law.Does the cop mean what he has just said? I mean, I'm not the murderer here. I rushed here to help as soon as I could!

Eric James is an elite scholar, the son of a prestigious family. But because of his tendency to love men, he was kicked out of the house. He lives alone in the world. He closed his eyes and committed suicide to follow his beloved grandmother. But fate sent his soul through a body that is the same-sex wife of Henry Mark. Carrying the poisonous blood that makes everyone want. Henry Mark is an outstanding general who is used by the King, but because of the power struggles, he only sees him as a commanding machine. Henry Mark asked to return to his hometown, where his suffering began. But now he has a lover, Eric James. Eric James is the light, the source of life for Henry Mark in the dark days. But Eric James is always a treasure that makes everyone look. Eric is only fulfilling the duties of an inherent wife, he intends after curing Henry's eyes he will leave to travel everywhere. A life without love makes him sensitive and unwilling to accept anyone. But Henry stubbornly refused to let go, the two kept dragging their days together. But besides that, the plots to usurp power and things that can help people live forever revolve around the two Eric and Henry. Will a peaceful life like the wishes of the two come true, can Henry Mark's love gain the trust and love of Eric James?

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas which would be great, if I wasn’t carrying the Quarterback’s baby!Sebastian Blake is my best friend’s little brother. He used to be the skinny kid who hid behind glasses and braces. Now, he’s all grown up, and one of the leading quarterbacks for the Giants.As a sports physician, it’s my job to make sure that Sebastian is in peak condition to play next season, but he’s had one injury after another and has fallen into depression. When I arrive at his door, he doesn’t know who I am, thinking his friends sent him a ‘surprise’ to cheer him up.And now, somehow, I’ve found myself doing home visits and getting on a plane with his team to head to Vegas.They say, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.That would be true if, after Vegas, I hadn’t found out that I was carrying his baby…The Quarterback's Baby is created by Ted Evans, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

He abruptly snatches me, closing the distance between us, putting his hand on the back of my head. All the hair on my body rises on alert; one wrong move I might shapeshift in here. His masculine scent infiltrated me with so much finesse. Damn, he smells divine. "What the hell--" "Shut your mouth; those thugs are after me; I need your help." His baritone tone is manly, very manly which catches me off guard a little. No one can lay a finger on me; he is the first man ever to touch me. I'm with a stranger in a strange position. How annoying can this night be? "Alright, Mister, I will give you three seconds to let me go, or else you might lose your hands." My tone is cold and dangerous. I’m hoping he heeds my warning. The tall man keeps leaning forward to me, putting our bodies in an intimate, awkward setting. "One, Two, Thre--" He steers his legs forward. My heart was beating a mile per second. I can't believe he is doing this! Feeling his warm palms cupping my face, the next thing I know, he is kissing me. His lips taste like strawberries. I got an entry pass into heaven!