Tabitha Callender

Una historia de romance contemporáneo. El multimillonario Ace Brightly es el dueño y CEO de Pure Fashion Industries, con una reputación de ser frío y arrogante. Todos hacen lo posible por evitarlo a toda costa. Entonces entra Zurielle Summers. Después de un encuentro, en su primer encuentro, ella se enfrenta a él y no acepta su falta de respeto. No tiene idea de que él es el CEO. Lo reprende frente a su personal y sus reacciones son invaluables. Pensando que ella trabaja en su empresa, Ace se propone averiguar quién es y en qué sector trabaja. Cada vez que se encuentran, es un desastre.

“Yo, Logan Carter, Alfa de la manada Crescent Moon, te rechazo, Emma Parker de la manada Crescent Moon.” Podía sentir cómo se me rompía el corazón. Leon estaba aullando dentro de mí, y podía sentir su dolor. Ella me miraba fijamente, y podía ver el dolor en sus ojos, pero se negaba a mostrarlo. La mayoría de los lobos caen de rodillas por el dolor. Yo quería caer de rodillas y rasgarme el pecho. Pero ella no. Estaba ahí de pie con la cabeza en alto. Tomó una respiración profunda y cerró sus maravillosos ojos. “Yo, Emma Parker de la manada Crescent Moon, acepto tu rechazo.” Cuando Emma cumple 18 años, se sorprende al descubrir que su compañero es el Alfa de su manada. Pero su felicidad por encontrar a su compañero no duró mucho. Su compañero la rechazó por una loba más fuerte. Esa loba odia a Emma y quiere deshacerse de ella, pero eso no es lo único con lo que Emma tiene que lidiar. Emma descubre que no es una loba ordinaria y que hay personas que quieren usarla. Son peligrosas. Harán lo que sea para conseguir lo que quieren. ¿Qué hará Emma? ¿Se arrepentirá su compañero de haberla rechazado? ¿Salvará su compañero a Emma de las personas a su alrededor?

After discovering her future husband's affair with her stepsister, the heartbroken Lucie Wayne sought solace in the arms of a stranger she met at a bar. Little did Lucie know that this one night stand would turn her life upside down - the stranger was none other than her ex-fiancé's uncle, Ruslan Score! As if that weren't shocking enough, Lucie was then proposed to by Ruslan in front of her ex-fiancé-- "Uncle Ruslan...?" Ruslan's unexpected proposal left Axel, Lucie's ex-fiancé, utterly bewildered. He gazed at Lucie, who stood by Ruslan's side, with a mixture of surprise and confusion. Lucie, however, greeted Axel with a warm smile and introduced herself, saying, "Hello, I'm Lucie, your uncle's fiancée." Axel could only stammer in response, "What?"

Welcome to Club K. Home for the finest and wealthiest men in the country. Owned by playboy Billionaire, Killian Black. The handsome, cocky, and dominant bachelor with a shitty reputation. He has one simple rule: Never mix work with pleasure. Born and raised in a family who worked hard for what they get, Naomi Alderson despises privileged men, especially this particularly attractive, and annoyingly s*xy Billionaire, Killian Black, who happens to be her boss. A man who doesn't even know she existed. She has one simple rule: Never get involved with privileged men, especially Killian Black. But what happens when the mysterious, Arrogant Killian Black sets eyes on shy, innocent Naomi Alderson? A girl he never knew existed. And one thing's for sure, Killian is willing to break every of his rules to get her in his bed. Even if he has to win her heart first.

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every f*ck*ng inch of this body." * Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three months travel. Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in highschool. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive. Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano. Hot, s*xy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact. She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess. But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle.

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that… stories. Growing up, I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to sh*t. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact. My grandmother used to tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. When I was younger, I used to believe that what she said was true. Eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted—someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world unfolding around me, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left. When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, though, I see it for what it really is, just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.

"There is no escape for you. I have waited a long time for you,mate. I will not let you go this time." I gasped and placed my palm over my heart, doubling over. I felt it. Strong and unbreakable, a cord that connected our bodies, minds and souls to each other's. It reached out, connecting me to him, over time, over space, over realms. I felt his power fuse with mine and cuddle around my ice, making me warm. Fire to my ice. Ice to his fire. I didn't need to see him to know it was him. My dragon growled again with mixed emotions coursing through her. I joined in with a snarl and lifted my head, anger of a woman and beast merging into something cataclysmic.      I thrummed my fingers in the air and I raised my head. Our eyes met and I resisted the urge to double over at the sensation in my chest. With Fae vision, he looked even more gorgeous than any being should be. So sensual. So dark. So powerful. My mate. I searched his turquoise depths for answers, hoping I was wrong, but they said it all. He was my mate. And he'd hurt me. I'll kill him.

When Aria Jennings loses her previous job because she repeatedly came in late, she has to find a new job as soon as possible because she has to take care of her son. On a night out at the bar, when she was drinking her miseries away, she meets a handsome stranger, to who she spills her problems. To help, he offers her a card to one of the biggest companies and asks her to contact them for a job. Desperate, she does exactly what the stranger tells her to do, and surprisingly, she gets the job, only to start working and find out that the handsome stranger is her new boss. How does she fit in with her new colleagues when it is obvious to everyone that she is her boss's favorite?