Marion Sieber

She looked on as Jamie's eyes slowly clouded, her green irises taken over by tears. She had tried to be the stronger one but at this point, it was clear that she had failed. The words that came out of her mouth next were even more hurtful than anything else she had said. "I'm not worth it Tiffany." Her pain now merged with anger. How dare she say something like that? Why did she still think of herself as a useless person unworthy of love? "Don't you dare say that, not now, not ever! Do you think I would be so crazily in love with you if you were not worth it?" She paused to let the question settle in and then went on but her voice ended up breaking. "You have a beautiful heart, Jamie. I don't care what baggage you come along with. Even I have a lot of that, maybe even more than you so please, tell me something else but not that." "I can't give you what you want Tiff," Jamie replied solemnly. "At least not now." SYNOPSIS Being stuck on an island in charge of private flights is the last thing the fun-loving Captain Jamie Norris would have signed up for but what's challenging even more is having to be around the famous actress, Tiffany Leighton. Their first meeting was embarrassing enough after Tiffany walked in on her having s*x in a public restroom and none of them knew that fate would throw them together. What she can't resist however is the fact that Tiffany is a very attractive woman and that might just be the thing to complicate their relationship. What she doesn't know is that that isn't what she should be afraid of. What happens when the two women realize that they can't resist each other? Will Jamie Norris, the masculine woman who has never allowed anyone to get close to her and never shared her heart's secrets with anyone manage to resist this woman who captures her like a charm? And will Tiffany Leighton, who had sworn off women to focus on her career admit that she wants this woman regardless of her reputation to pick and drop women as she pleased?

You may ask how I got in this position. The position where i;m in bed with my gay best friend, while his boyfriend watches with hungry eyes. Let’s just say... it started with a broken heart, a ruined plan, and one reckless, desperate request. I was supposed to lose my virginity to someone safe, someone I loved. Instead, I caught him cheating at the worst possible moment, right before I was about to hand him everything. In the aftermath, I asked the only person I trusted. My best friend Zain. The problem was... Zain's gay, and he wasn't single either. Now, pleasure, shame, and temptation blur into something I can't control. And the worst part? I don’t know if I want to stop. A filthy, emotional, no-holds-barred dark romance where first times are anything but innocent.

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."

"You have no idea what you've done to me. I've been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me." His grip tightened. "I'm not letting that go. I'm not letting you go. F*ck the friendship. I want you." I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. "I don't just want to f**k you—I want to keep you. You're my favorite sin, and I'll commit it again and again until you understand you're mine." His lips twitched a little. "You've always been mine, Savannah." ****** Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.