Veronica Hernandez

Gianna Windsor and Brandon Baker have been married for two and a half years. Since it was an arranged marriage, Gianna accepted the fact that Brandon would never love her, but she was satisfied with the respect and care he showed her. That was until Brandon’s best friend, Bailey, announced her pregnancy with his baby. The bubble Ginanna had created for herself shattered and she had no choice but to divorce him and make room for the child. A few weeks after leaving, she finds out she’s pregnant as well. When Brandon sees a child that resembles him a few years later, he is determined to get back in Gianna’s life and take care of her and their child. Will Gianna allow him back into her life? Will she fall for him again?

GIANNA RAINE The card with the ‘Constantine De Graaf’ written on it. That’s the only clue that I got about the identity of the man that impregnated me. I’m not really interested in getting to know him...all I want is to inform him that I am pregnant. That’s all. Then, I can move abroad and live a life with my baby as a single mom. But why am I staring at a familiar face? He had left as Elliott the bodyguard. All of a sudden, he’s Constantine De Graaf?! CONSTANTINE I’m on cloud nine when Miss Gianna shows up in my office. But it all disappears when she reveals her purpose. WHO THE HELL DARE GETS HER PREGNANT?!!! WHEN I...NO! NO WAY! I’ll do everything in my power to help her. For the meantime, I’ll take care of her. Give everything she and the baby wants. I promised Miss Gianna that I’ll help her find the father of the baby...but I didn’t say alive.

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."

Bottle Green. No, hazel? No-f*ck.... Recognition slammed into me like a bullet to the gut. The nameless man from that night a year ago. My pulse thundered as he rose slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You,” he said, voice gravel and smoke. “So you were truly not a figment of my imagination.” I didn’t speak. Because what the hell do you say to the man you were sent to kill, who also happens to be the only person who ever made you forget who you were?. •••••• Zane Mercer is a hard-edged and brutal man who commands the city’s most ruthless crime syndicate. Feared by enemies and respected by allies, he is a being that no sane person would cross. But a year ago, in a rare moment of vulnerability, he surrendered to a nameless stranger’s touch for one unforgettable night. The man vanished at dawn, leaving Zane haunted by questions he dared not ask himself. Up until that night, he has always liked his women. But one touch from Axil was enough to make him breathless beneath the sheets. Questioning his sexuality. Axil Creed is “The Terminator,” an elite assassin whose precision is legendary and whose heart is sealed shut. He is known in the underworld as a ghost, untraceable, lethal and unyielding. That one night with the stranger though, whose identity he never learned, was a lapse in judgment. A memory he has fought relentlessly to erase. But Now, A shadowy puppet‑master known only as Mister X threatens Axil’s only family. He doesn’t bargain. He gives orders. And he gives the assassin an ultimatum. To either eliminate a certain Zane Mercer or have his sister eliminated instead. Choosing the former, Axil infiltrates the Mercer estate under cover of darkness. Gun in hand, finger steady, he watches his target sleep, completely unaware of what is coming. But in that moment, the world tilts. Zane’s eyes snap open, catching Axil off guard. But as soon as they lock eyes, recognition flares between them. And neither one can look away.