Wunmi Ijaola

Even is a twenty years old young poor girl. She is from a poor background and ever since her ever hardworking mom died, things haven't been easy for her and her sick Dad. Mr Maya is a very rich old Billionaire, he wants a woman in his life to satisfy himself ever since his wife died. Liam is Mr Maya's son, he is twenty five years old, almost done with college and would take over his Dad's business when he graduates. Eve has no choice but to give up her own goal and marry the old billionaire who could even be her grandfather... due to her father's illness and the expensive operational costs. The old man promised to take good care of her and her Dad if she get married to him...but little did she know what the old billionaire really wanted from her. Despite the s*x harassment she faces on a regular basis, the humiliation she receives from the old son, Liam, is another source of pain for Eve. Then, Eve's only thought is to make as much money as she can and get away from the family. Nevertheless, as Liam works with Eve, he gradually falls in love with the girl he used to loathe.

Life has been so difficult for Bella and her mom especially when her Dad, the breadwinner left to rest in the bossom of the lord. It started right from here. When her world turned upside down, Bella had no choice than to accept the offer to work as a house maid for The Benson's family but literally just for Peter, Mr and Mrs Benson's only son. They needed someone to take good care of their son (NOT BABYSIT) whenever they are away for business trips as usual but as time goes on, Bella became more than a maid to Peter.

Sienna Cole doesn't believe in wolves, mates, or love at first sight. She believes in rent, in her little brother's medical bills, and in the new physiotherapy job that finally pays enough to cover both. She does not believe that Killian Frost, billionaire owner and captain of the Iron Wolves, will grab her wrist on her first day and go still like he's been struck by lightning. She definitely doesn't believe him when he tells her, three days later, that she isn't human. Killian has spent six years burying his wolf under boardrooms and championship banners, holding his pack together through a truce that costs him more every year. He knows exactly what it means when a woman's scent hits him like a gunshot to the chest. It means she's his mate. It also means the people who murdered her real family fourteen years ago are still out there, and now they'll be hunting her too. He was supposed to marry someone else. A merger, not a mate. A peace treaty with a rival pack that thinks his blood should belong to them. Sienna was supposed to keep her head down, get her brother his surgery, and never think about the golden flicker she sometimes sees in mirrors. Neither of them planned on this. But the wolf doesn't ask permission, the ice doesn't stop for anyone, and the past that killed Sienna's family is about to walk right back into her life wearing a tuxedo and a smile. He claimed her before he even knew her name. Now he has to keep her alive long enough to learn it.

Mostly students from wealthy homes attends Wearous High School (WEAlthy and prospeROUS). If you are not rich or you’ve got no connection or relationship with someone who is prosperous yet you are a student of the school, you’ll definitely have few or no friends but of course, so many haters. They’ll dislike you for no specific reason. At WHS, the poor ones relates with the poor while the rich relates with their kinds. * * * A love triangle between siblings, but they didn’t know that they were siblings. They were separated since they were little. One was raised in a poor family and the other was brought up in a rich family.

“Mmmn Zane” I moaned amidst the heat of passion. The s*xual urge was inevitable. “Imagine i’m right in front of you” He sounded soft, s*xy and seductive. “I can see you, shirtless with s*xy abs you’ve showed me” I imagined his naked figure in front of me. “Good. Now Imagine everything you wanna do to me. I can also see you with a s*xy red bra on, revealing those juicy b*obs” “Mmmn I can feel your hands on my b*obs” I moaned loudly. There was a sudden knock on the door, disrupting the s*x call that felt almost real and I was extremely aroused. I disconnected the call, to get the door. “Hmmn Finn” I moaned his name coldly; allowing him in. “Hi Rita” He smiled innocently. I stared at him seductively, I saw everything Zane told me to imagine earlier. Naked, hot and s*xy! I drooled, heavily aroused and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I jumped on innocent Finn, pinned my body against him and began to kiss him deeply. Looks like Finn understood the assignment. He didn’t resist, he lifted me bridal style, laid me on the couch, yanked off my clothes. ~~ He satisfied my s*xual desires and made me feel like a woman. I gave Finn my body and I didn’t care but unknowingly to me, it was the greatest mistake of my life.

Wren Calder was seven years old the night the Ashbourne wolves burned Duskwood to the ground. She was the only one who ran fast enough. Fifteen years later, she walks into Ashbourne territory wearing a dead woman's name and a healer's apron, carrying enough wolfsbane in her sleeve to stop an Alpha's heart. One drop in his cup. That's the whole plan. Wren has spent half her life training for exactly one night. Then Alpha Kian Ashbourne looks at her across a crowded hall, and her wolf goes down on its belly like it's been waiting for him since before she was born. Fated mates don't happen to girls like Wren. They especially don't happen with the son of the man who slaughtered her pack. But the bond doesn't care whose blood is on whose hands, and neither, it turns out, does Kian, once he catches her wrist an inch from his wine and smells exactly what she is to him. He doesn't kill her. He doesn't expose her. He locks her inside his own house and dares her to try again. Now Wren has to survive a pack that wants her dead, resist a mate bond that wants her to forgive the unforgivable, and find out the truth her mentor never told her: that the massacre at Duskwood might not have been Kian's father's order at all. Someone else lit that fire. Someone who is still very much alive, and still very much afraid of what Wren might remember. She came to end an Alpha's line. She didn't expect to need him to survive what's coming for both of them.

Sloane Calloway spent three years keeping the Ironclad Wolves’ locker room running and her own wolf a secret. Everyone on the team thought she was just the equipment manager. Nobody knew the real reason she never shifted in front of them. Then Alpha Killian Ashcroft, the team’s captain, the pack’s heir, and the most dangerous wolf in the league, catches her scent across a draft night gala and does the one thing she never let herself hope for. He claims her as his mate in front of three hundred cameras. Then he takes it back. His father needs a merger with the Calder pack to survive a war neither of them saw coming, and Killian chooses the alliance over the omega nobody thinks matters. He calls her a mistake. The league calls her a joke. Sloane finally stops hiding what she actually is. Because the wolf underneath was never an omega. She’s the last daughter of a bloodline Killian’s own father helped bury fifteen years ago, and now that the truth is loose, so is she. She isn’t asking for a second chance. She’s coming for the ice, the pack, and everything Killian was too blind to keep.

Marlowe Hale needed a job, not a miracle. When the Blackwood Harbor Wolves hire her as their new athletic trainer, she tells herself it's just a paycheck, and definitely not a chance to dig into the eight-year-old accident that killed her father and ended her career before it started. She didn't expect the team's owner to remember her name. She didn't expect the way he watches her like she's the only person in a room full of six-foot forwards. And she definitely didn't expect to catch his eyes flash gold under the locker room lights. Rhys Callahan built an empire on ice and blood, literally. He's the Alpha of the Thorne Pack, and every player on his roster is one of his wolves. He has one rule: humans stay outside the pack, no exceptions. Then Marlowe Hale walks into his stadium with her father's eyes and a stubborn streak that won't let her look away, and Rhys realizes the rule was built for exactly this moment. And he's about to break it. But someone sabotaged that accident eight years ago, and they're not finished. The closer Marlowe gets to the truth, and to Rhys, the more the Pack Council wants her gone, one way or another. Rhys has thirty days until the next full moon, a killer inside his own organization, and a woman he can't protect without telling her everything. Some games you play to win. This one, he plays to keep her alive.