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Life is always not a smooth journey. At least not for 18 year old Aruhi. She was an orphan and was tortured by her uncle and his wife. but when she decided to elope , she was captured by a man whom she had to marry as ritual . But that man is not normal, apart from anger issues he had darker secrets. Will she run? or live there with him? Sensitive topics: Abuse, forced relation and violence.. *************** Kidnapped To Be His Wife Runaway And Kidnapping.. "THIS GIRL IS A BURDEN FOR ALL OF US . SHE DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT ANY HOUSEHOLD WORK " Aruhi's aunt shouted at her. Aruhi's parents had died long back and from then she was living with her uncle and aunt. They only considered her a burden for them. They had two children. their daughter was a complete drama queen. and her brother a nerd. he was the only one who used to pity on his unlucky cousin. But couldn't do much. Aruhi was cleaning the floor for the third time when her aunt shouted. " Don't worry, honey. i knew it that you don't like this girl. and guess what the problem is solved " her uncle smiled and patted on his wife's shoulder. she raised a brow. " i arranged for her marriage with my friend. After the demise of his beloved wife ,he and his children are all alone. " "THAT'S GREAT . NOW I AM HAPPY" Her aunt said. "SHE IS GOOD FOR NOTHING. "Aruhi was listening all this and broke into tears. She was silent for all these years because they were giving her food and clothes . She can bear the torture but will not marry an older man . She decided to run away , packed her bag and in the midnight when everyone fell asleep, she waited for them to sleep. But the door to her room opened, and her brother(cousin) came in. he looked at her and then at her bag. she was shaking from fear. but he just smiled. "Good. finally you are doing something for yourself. " he came to her and hugged her. " here. keep this money. " he gave her some cash. "no, brother. " he hushed her. then he held her bag and gave her the address of one of his friend. She ran away from the big house that had only bad memories. in the bag she had her school results and certificates , a photo of her parents. and she never looked back. Aruhi reached a deserted road and walked there slowly . Thinking about where was the bus stand and what to do next. She was sure no one will be following her as she was now far away from he...

Merciless (Option Zero 1) Read Free *************** Chapter One Colombia Things were quiet. Maybe too quiet. Standing on the front porch of the safe house, Asher Drake shrugged off the unease. Paranoia, nothing more. Typical reaction from a Marine who’d seen more than his share of bloodshed and bullets. But this wasn’t war, and he was no longer an active-duty Marine. Time to get his head back into what peace looked like. As he perused the neighborhood, he couldn’t imagine a more serene setting. Maybe not a Norman Rockwell painting, but the backdrop was as close as he’d seen in this part of the country. Nestled in an upper-middle-class neighborhood, with sidewalks, freshly mowed lawns, and the occasional basketball hoop in the driveway, the entire area reeked of safety. The house belonged to a local businessman who was apparently happy to rent his home out for a generous amount of money while he vacationed in another part of the world. The assignment was boring, but that was okay. He was more than ready for a low-key, fluff job. He’d been preparing to go back to the States and continue his life with Meg, when Yeager Bates, an old friend from high school, had texted him with the offer. Bates was former Army and ran a private security firm in the States. The firm was looking for a couple extra military types to protect some bigwigs for a business meeting with locals. A couple of days, tops. Good money. Was he interested? The answer had been an easy “hell yeah.” With the extra cash, he’d be able to put more down on the house Meg had found for them. Making babies with Meg, having a house in a nice neighborhood, and living a fulfilling, peaceful life were his goals. With interviews set up next week for several promising job opportunities, life was looking pretty damn sweet. He and Meg had been working toward this since they’d graduated from high school. They’d gotten married right before his first deployment, but they’d decided to put everything else on hold till he was home for good. At last, everything was falling into place. They had agreed to wait until he was finished with his service before trying to get pregnant. Meg was eager to get started. And Ash was more than eager to help her get there. A scuffing noise had him whirling around to see Yeager coming toward him with the big, easy grin he’d had since Ash had known him. “Still twitchy?” Yeager asked. “Hell, does it ever go away?” Yeager gave a dry huff of a laugh. “I’ll let you know.” He hadn’t seen Yeager in years, but between a late-night card game and an early-morning run, they’d been able to catch up. “I’ve got no activity on this side,” Ash said. “You?” “Quiet as a church during confession.” “Mayhugh ready to go?” Ash asked. “Just about. Last time I saw him, he was chowing down on some kind of pastry and reading his email.” The man they were protecting, Frank Mayhugh, was the president of a manufacturing company in the Midwest. Why he’d come to this small town in Colombia for a business m

She's Cashedy Flaire Montegreen. She went to Manila after she turned eighteen with no exact plans running on her mind but only money. She needs money. That's what she exactly needs. She lives with her aunt and finds a job even if she only graduated in highschool. And a miracle really exists because she finally found a job! But not as easy as she thought it could be. She became the secretary of the most powerful boss, Dashnell Raff Peterson. A possessive boss who will get what he wants. "What Mr. Peterson wants, he gets. And Cashedy is not an exemption." *************** The Possessive Mafia Boss Chapter 1 Chapter 1 "It's not easy to find a decent job here in Manila, Cashedy. Especially if you're not graduated in college. You're just going to waste your time finding work here. " Tita Lucia said to me. I bitterly smile while arranging my clothes to my new drawer. I sighed. "I know, Auntie. I'm sorry if I need to go here. I just really need your help. I already don't have anything. " I explained. It hurts so bad. I am only 18 years of age. I was 7 years old when my father died because he was killed by anonymous people who did escaped from the crime they made. I was too innocent. I was just a child. I cried all day because I miss him so much and I was thankful because my Mother was there. She loves me unconditionally. She took care of me. She worked so hard after that tragedy happened to our life. Until another tragedy happened that almost ended my life. My mother died because of those evil people. Same as what happened to my Father, she also got shot. And it was too terrible because I saw it with my two eyes! They did it in front of me! I was 13 at that time. I almost killed myself because of depression. There's no left for me. No one. I took medicines without thinking of what's gonna happen next because I was only thinking of dying. But every time I tried to kill myself, something's going to happen to stop me. It's just that, after a year, I realized, maybe God has a better plan for me. And now, I am living with my Auntie together with my cousin, Gina. She's in college already and she's 17 years old. I really need to get a job to help them here especially in our daily expenses. I sighed again. I hope I can make it tomorrow. I need to be strong. I want to be strong. I'll find a job. I promise. *** "We're very sorry, Miss, but there's no vacant here anymore. " The lady said to me. My eyes turned wide after I heard what she just said. "But on the tarpaulin outside, it says you still have more vacant l...

Mia Jackson has been hired by Caleb Stonehouse to drive him to work every morning. Despite being drop dead gorgeous, mysterious and sometimes rude Caleb doesn't seem to take in interest in Mia whatsoever. The last thing Mia expects is to find him stumbling into her workplace with a gunshot wound and asking for her help . . . What has Mia got herself into? *************** Dangerous Driving Chapter One - Unexpected Turn. Chapter One I put the key inside the door and push it open, lugging my groceries behind me. It's a stupidly hot day in Virginia and I blow out a deep breath, struggling to carry everything inside. As I give up and drop them to the floor besides the door mat, my eyes land on a white letter with the words URGENT stamped across the front in red lettering. "That doesn't look good... " I mutter under my breath, bending down to retrieve it. I quickly tear it open, dropping my car keys onto the kitchen counter before heading for my bright pink couch. I freeze as I drop down onto it, my eyes skimming over the contents of the letter. "Unpaid rent... four weeks before eviction... must be paid immediately... " I groan, dropping the letter to the floor and burying my face in my hands. My job working as a waitress isn't glamorous or paid well either. Since moving into my flat at the prime age of twenty two, I've missed six out of nine payments. That's not great. I glance around at my small but full of character flat that I've called my first home. It's designed with my favourite colours in mind - pink, pastel blue and green. Lots and lots of green in the form of plants. I love plants so I have them scattered around all over the place. My ex boyfriend called me a plant hoarder. I wouldn't take it that far. It's been two months since we broke up and I still miss him. He said I was beautiful and a great person but he felt like something was missing in our relationship. I roll my eyes, wondering whether I'll ever understand the male species. I drag myself to my feet and head for the kitchen to pour myself a glass of red wine. It's the evening somewhere in the world which technically means I can have a drink, right? I pour myself a large glass before using my fingers to scrape my dark brown hair upwards into a messy bun. "Well Mia Jackson, you should probably come up with an idea to make some money. . . And fa...

Zabrina was tasked to steal a very valuable item from a very dangerous organization. To prove that she’s worthy with her rank, she accepted the mission. But while she’s on her mission, someone caught her. Zabrina immediately recognized the guy who got her and it was Eliot Nicholas, her first love back when she’s still studying. She met him at the library before. He’s an athlete and everybody admires him. Right before Zabrina could confess her feelings to Eliot, he disappeared, till after eight years and they meet again. The angelic guy she once knew become the most dangerous mafia boss now and they call him the “devil”. *************** Stealing from the Devil Prologue: Meeting the Devil. I craned my neck as I watched the newbies practicing for the upcoming tournament. It's a tournament where our big boss will determine their strength whether they are good enough already to be part of the Black Base's missions. And I was tasked to train them. Black Base is an underground organization. It is handled by Mr. Black, a well-known billionaire in Z City. Our mission is mostly stealing items, products, bounty hunting, and sometimes... killing. Though Mr. Black has never given me any missions, let alone killing. Mostly, it's just more on fighting. Before we could get some assignments or missions, we have to undergo a series of training first. We have to learn martial arts, the right usage of a gun, grenade, knife, and even samurai. We are also taught the know-how of using some high-tech technologies that could hack everything, including the CCTV cameras. I let out a yawn before clapping my hands to get the attention of the newbies. They immediately stopped what they were doing and ran towards me. That's one of their training; they have to be unquestionably obedient to their trainer, which happens to be me. "When you are fighting, make sure to look straight to their eyes. In that way... " I stopped talking when I heard someone talking on the earpiece I was wearing right now. I clicked it to hear it more clearly. I raised my hand and gestured wait for the newbies. "X transmitting... " I raised my brows, wondering why X is contacting me. "Z, Mr. Black is asking you to come to his office. " I heaved a sigh. Mr. Black promised me a vacation once I was done with my last mission. I took the job of training the newbies because I had nothing to do. Plus, this is much more relaxing than going somewhere. That's why I don't know why he's asking for my presence now. Has he suddenly changed his mind? He can't do that! "Copy," I said before heaving another sigh. I heard X chuckle on the other si...

Life is unfair. That is what Angela Rodriguez believed in all her life. In exchange for a significant sum of money, her biological mother sold her to a human trafficking syndicate that brought her to Olongapo's busy streets. But after they found out about her pregnancy, they tried to make money from it. Afraid of what could happen to her child, Angela escaped the syndicate and live her life in hiding and disguise. In an illegal club in Manila, Angela's fate brought her back to the man that she once loved. But, not to save her from her miseries, but as her captor. Will Angela run from him, or will she let him taste her angelic sin? *************** Angelic Sin Prologue “ANGELA, aren’t you done? It’s your turn now! ” Angela smirked upon hearing the anger in her manager’s tone. “I’m almost done—” “Get the fuck here, you idiot prostitute! ” he shouted and slid opened the curtain of their dressing room. “Why the fuck you’re taking so long? ” Angela rose from her seat. After putting on her red lipstick, she covered her hazel brown eyes with a red feathery mask. “Come on, boss. I just wanted to make this night memorable for our foreign guests. ” The crease on the pimp’s forehead disappeared. “Make sure that you’ll bring me more money tonight, my Red Angel,” he said as his eyes leered on her slightly covered breasts. “Make them crazy. ” Angela pressed her lips into a fake smile. “When did I fail you, boss? ” “Go now and get all their money,” he commanded and gave her butt a squeeze when she passed by him in the door. “That body worth a thousand dollars, but I can do anything that I want with that. ” Fuck you. Angela wanted to say, but she controlled herself. This is not the right time for her to do that. She needs this dirty job because this is the only way that she can earn a large amount of money in a short time. Money is what she needs. As soon as the curtain opened, a roar of whistle filled the dark hall. All of them were shouting her stage name. Angela’s chest tightened, but she knew that there’s no turning back now. She had done this several times, but every time her feet stepped on the stage, a familiar thump of nervousness knocked inside her chest. Maybe it was her conscience, trying to wake her up from her nightmare—a nightmare that she chose to experience. “Strip that dress, Red Angel! ” one of the audiences shouted as soon as she stepped out. “Show that lovely body of yours! ” Angela gritted her teeth. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She reminded herself once again why she’s doing this dirty job. And, in an instant, her disgust and fear towards the sea of people vani...

One night, she is forced by the burglar to become his woman. After the one-night stand, the world is coming to its end when zombies have occupied every corner. She thinks she will be fine as long as her mother, her only reliance can stay beside her until she witnesses her mother is torn apart by zombies. Now there is no other choice for her, to die for nothing, or to fight the world by standing with him, the one-night man, the father of the unexpected child inside her, and her last hope. *************** The End of the World: You Are My Last Hope Chapter 1 Do You Think You've Dodged A Bullet？ Lian Ranran walked slowly in the alley back home. No street lights, no moon in the sky, the road was so dark that made people panic. A cold wind blew and she could not help but wrap her coat around herself tightly. What kind of weather was this? It was still 40 degrees in the daytime, and the temperature suddenly dropped after the sunset. Lian Ranran could not help but sigh. She did not notice that a sneaky man was hiding behind her at the corner, staring at her back with bloodshot eyes. "Ah! Who are you! What are you doing? Help ... Someone ... " Lian Ranran was covered by a palm on her mouth before she could finish shouting. Her hands were clasped behind her back, and a small knife pressed against her neck. Lian Ranran stiffened and allowed the man to tie her hands with tape. When she was pressed to the ground to take off her coat, Lian Ranran's mind went blank and she closed her eyes in despair. "Oh! Where the hell did the dog come from? Just let go of me. " The man let out a shriek and Lian Ranran opened her eyes in surprise. A dog with a strange smell was biting the man's leg and refusing to let go. The man took out a small knife to stab the dog, knife after knife. "Let you bite me! Let you bite me! I'm gonna kill you, you fucking dog! " Lian Ranran struggled to get up and rushed home while the man and the dog were entangled. She did not see that behind her, after the man had killed the dog, he had actually fallen to the ground, his entire body twitching, as if he had gone mad. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes turned white! Then he was shot in the head by a bullet in the dark! Lian Ranran rushed home in shock. Trembling, she locked the door and sat on the ground. Today, she was so unlucky that she almost got raped. Even her delicate little face revealed a hint of anger. If her special power hadn't suddenly failed today, she wouldn't have end...

Relentless (Option Zero 2) Read Free *************** Chapter One Twelve Years Ago Damascus, Syria Liam Stryker winced at the sound of fists slamming into flesh. It happened again, then again. Jaw rigid with fury, teeth clinched, Liam stayed quiet. He’d learned that shouting, saying anything at all, only spurred the bastards on. He listened in silence, suffering along with his friend. And knowing they would be coming for him next. Dying was easy. It was living that Liam was struggling with. What made a man give up? How did he decide he’d just had enough? A part of him wanted to know, another part thought it’d be best not to have an answer. That might make it easy…might make their job more fun. They wanted him to give up, to reveal all his secrets and then just die. Damned if he’d make it easy for them. A cell door opened and then clanged shut. The interrogation was over for the time being. A groan came from Xavier, and the agony in the sound sent a new surge of rage gushing through Liam’s bloodstream. Even though he would be next up, he was glad Xavier’s beating was over. Liam had suffered with every blow, every grunt, and every curse. That was part of their torture, too. Their captors hoped that hearing each other’s pain took a little more of their strength each time. Little did they know that such things only made them more determined to live. These people would pay…they would pay with everything. “Hey, you okay?” There was no answer and Liam closed his eyes in fear. Had they finally defeated one of the strongest men he knew? Xavier had been shot when they’d been taken. Liam had been conscious, but his hands had been tied and a bag had covered his head. He hadn’t been able to see the injury for himself. Xavier had told him it wasn’t bad, only a flesh wound, but how long before infection set in? How long had they been here? Felt like a year, but he figured it hadn’t been more than a week. Still, who the hell knew when your every waking hour was spent in agony? “Hey? You hear me over there? Hang in there. We’re going to get out of here.” “That you?” Relief flooded Liam. The bastards hadn’t won yet. “Yeah. Still here. How you doing?” “Been better.” He snorted out a dry, very Xavier-like chuckle. “Been worse, too.” “You about ready to get out of this place?” “Yeah, I am.” “Good. Been thinking…” And with that, Liam began to tap on the wall. He’d devised the secret code when he’d first started deep-cover missions. He and Xavier had communicated with it on numerous ops. Liam hadn’t used it in a while, but Xavier would have no trouble following. Communicating wasn’t the problem. The plan was. Even as he tapped, a part of Liam knew it would likely get them killed. But if they didn’t try, they wouldn’t survive anyway. It was as simple as that. “We can do that,” Xavier tapped. “I can—” Liam sat up, his ears straining. “Shh. Hold that thought. Somebody’s coming.” Laughter , followed by curses, came closer and closer. What had gotten the monsters riled up t

Trisha Louise Lockwood. A girl who's tired of having a bad reputation. A girl who decides to change despite her challenging home situation. A girl who thought she was unreadable until she met Tobias Melvin. She didn't know one person could change her entire life. She didn't know one person could save her from so many demons. He calls her SUGAR despite her life being anything but sweet. *************** SUGAR Fresh start. watch her face flash with surprise, eyes widening as she stares at me over dramatically. "Trisha Louise Lockwood, what in god's name have you done to yourself?! " I roll my eyes, biting my tongue so I won't accidentally say something I later regret. "It's just a hair change Mum," I mumble, noticing how disgusted her expression is. She's leaning against my bedroom door frame, her long blonde hair falling freely down her shoulders. Her makeup is immaculately done as usual and she's dressed in a red figure hugging dress. Complete with laced up six inch heels. This is her dress attire. . . crazy, I know. "What was wrong with the blonde? " She argues back, shaking her head in disappointment. I feel the anger brewing up inside of me as she sighs and mutters under her breath. "I wanted a change! Do you not like it? " I respond, feeling hurt. Why couldn't she accept my decision and support me? You know . . . like a normal Mum. "The blonde is our signature look sweetie, you know that. " Mum responds, dodging my question entirely. She doesn't act like a Mum at all. She's wild, crazy and basically an older version of myself. Correction, the old me. "That's the exact reason I wanted to do this," I mumble, playing with the strands of my dark brown hair. It's way shorter now but I like it, a lot. It took me courage to finally walk through the doors of the hairdressers and ask for a total makeover. "You may be able to change your hair colour Trish but it won't change who you are. " Mum says bitterly before spinning around and click-clacking her way downstairs. Her words hit me hard and I blink, eyes glazing over with a sudden glossy sheen. Is Mum right? Did I change my hair colour for no reason at all? I stand up and walk over to my bedroom mirror, grimacing at the bright pink walls. Everything in here is pink. Not the pretty shade of pink either. Eye watering, in your face bright pink that makes me want to hurl. I have no clue what...

Caden Fernando Miller. Hot, notorious and the most famous bad boy of Crestmont High. Attention seekers flirt with him. Idiots fight with him. The ones who are rewarded with a piece of sense by God, they stay away from him. If you fight with him, you'll know you'll lose soon. Hot tempered, mysterious and those oh-so hot looks. That's enough for a girl to fall head over heels for him. If only he cared to give a shit about them. Not to forget, he is also the youngest gang leader in New York city with his cruel and charming ways. Skylar Anderson. She's not a nerd. Or a cheerleader. All she cares about is her family, her best friend and chocolate cupcakes filled with heavenly nutella. She lives a normal carefree life, trying her best not to flunk physics. Until she receives a letter in her mailbox... ...and that normal, carefree life goes right above the clouds. *************** Bitter Heart One «Skylar's POV» _______________ I felt like I would break apart. I could almost hear my heart breaking into million pieces. I felt sad, hopeless and every other feeling you get when you're in misery. All because today was Monday. The day that leads to a whole week of high school! What can I say? I hated waking up extra early for such purpose, with passion. It's not like I got bullied. Or that I had to go through extra mean girls. Or had really bad teachers. It just wasn't my thing. I'd prefer sleep more than anything. Except cupcakes, of course. Which was the reason I finally got up. "You get down in one minute or I'll eat all these cupcakes. " Alex threatened on the phone. That was the meanest statement I've ever heard. One minute I wanted to sleep like a bear and the next, I was rummaging through my closet picking out a decent attire. I rushed downstairs, pushing my arm inside my hoodie sleeves and out of my house without saying any goodbyes. It's not like I had anyone to say goodbye to. Mom and Dad both were lawyers, which meant that they woke up extra early and came back sometime after midnight. I didn't complain though. I wasn't much of parent attention seeker. "God, you are such an elephant for cupcakes. What took you so long anyways? " Alex snickered slowly as I sat down inside the car. I rolled my eyes, placing my bag on my lap. Alex hated my sleeping schedule. He actually hated my sleep. He got jealous by the fact that my sleep was more of my best friend than he could ever be. That's why I didn't tell him that I had been asleep till he had called me. I mean, why give him a chance to not give me those heavenly cupcakes? "Chicken got in my way. And I tripped over... landing my foot on the cereal box and spraying them everywhere. I needed to clean the mess. You know, how much I hate mess. " I ended it all with a fake laugh. A very awkward one. Who even laughs just after waking up? I knew that excuse was rubbish. Alex...

"What is going on with me?" I ran a hand throw my hair as I took a sit on my chair. "Why was I so upset with her?" "Why didn't I just pull the trigger and kill her?" Never imagined that the devil himself falls into the trap of destiny and gets married to a woman forcefully. But little did he knew that the woman he married forcefully for some kind of revenge will become his reason to live, his heartbeat, his love for eternity. Zachary Udolf Sullivan a successful Billionaire but what people did not know about him is that he is not just some simple Businessman but also a leader, not just some leader but a Mafia Leader. Get into the story to know why he married a woman named Juliette Swanson forcefully. Was it for love or Revenge? *************** Irresistible Invitations Chapter 1 I am so happy. It is the most important day of my life after all. I am getting married to the love of my life. I am getting married to the only person I loved so much in this world. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a long White wedding gown with umbrella cut and heart shape strapless dress. It was lacey at some parts and the corset I wore underneath the dress made my figure look more good. My light brown hair was down into curls and flower clips were attached to the left side of my hair. I was completely ready. My makeup was done perfectly with shimmery red lipstick and my blue eyes looked absolutely beautiful with the liner that my makeup man applied on me. I wore a white peep toes sandal which increased my original height of 5′8" to three to four inches more. “Oh my God! You look so beautiful Juliette” Kiara my best friend squealed as she took me into a hug. “Thank you” I blushed as I turned around towards the mirror shyly. “Aww look at you. Today is your wedding and you are still shying. What will you do in your wedding night? ” She elbowed me and made me grow even more red than I already was. “Kiara! ” I shushed her as she began to laugh like a hyena at my expression and hugged me sideways. “Emmett is just so lucky” she spoke as she looked at me through the mirror. Her long black hair looked beautiful as she braided it to her side and she was wearing a golden colour strapless gown with red lipstick. Her black eyes looked beautiful with her cateye style and she stood confident with her 5′7" height, wearing her pair of heels. She was a beautiful woman. Kiara Richmond was the hottest girl in the town. She was born to the wealthiest family in New York and lived with her parents in the most luxurious part of New York enjoying her Spinster life. The only thing was she never believed in love. I wonder sometimes, how we both became best friends. I also belong to a wealthy family just like her but opp...

What do you do when the school's biggest player asks you to be his fake girlfriend? What do you do when you start having feelings for him? Lia is basically invisible at school, but that's exactly what she wants. That way, no one can find out about her secret - being a famous underground fighter, Ghost. Blake is a notorious player at school, changing girls like gloves. His lifestyle gets him in trouble with his parents, who want to send him to a juvenile center. In order to pacify them, Blake needs someone who'd make them believe he's changed. And that someone is none other than the girl he's never noticed before. *************** The Ghost Chapter 1 Ghost  I brace myself for the impact of the hit, as it’s too late to avoid it now. The fist hits me straight in the ribs and I feel the snap of the bones, fuck, he either bruised or broke my ribs. It will take weeks to heal enough for me to work again. Good thing I still have the money from the last time. I kick my leg into his torso and my shin hits his stomach, making him fold himself trying to regain his breath. I use his position to my advantage and hit him with my elbow in the back of his neck, effectively knocking him down. The audience roars with cheers, screaming my name and trying to at least touch me as I leave the cage and cross the room to get my reward money. My ribs are hurting, but no one can see me grimacing in pain under my skull mask. I can’t show weakness. The second I do it, someone will try to use it against me. That’s why I live alone, I keep to myself, wear a mask and contact lenses during the fights and have my hair dyed each time. I can’t have anyone getting too close to me and risk getting hurt in the process. Anything can be a liability. I should know. Everyone I ever loved were used to get to me. I had to abandon them and make everyone believe I want nothing to do with them anymore. I go to the MC and take the money from him. The bag is quite heavy, I won a lot tonight. It should take care of my expenses for a while, until my ribs heal completely. I don’t risk fighting when I’m injured. It can cost me life. If my opponent found out I’m injured, they would try to hit the place to hurt me more and win. At least that’s what I would do. I look back to the ring to see the janitor wiping the scarlet substance off of it. Scarlet. The color of blood. One of my names. No one knows my birth name, though. I would never tell them. Everyone knows me as Ghost, Scarlet Beast. Each of my fights is bloody. Sometimes they are deadly, but the public seems to like it. The more brutal the fight, the higher th...

Tank is the President of the Shadow Warriors MC. He's an ex-soldier and has been through a lot during his time in the military. After taking over the club, he worked hard to make it successful and prosperous. But despite the success, money and power, his life still lacked something. Tank meets Layla through Lia, who's the famous Ghost, the underground fighter. He treats Lia like his younger sister, even though she's not affiliated with his club. But it's Layla that catches his attention. She's shy and easily scared and it sets off all protective instincts in Tank. He wants to protect the girl from any danger. And he might have to. Layla has a secret. A dangerous secret. Will Tank and his club be enough to protect Layla from her past? Or will they fail and the dark part of Layla's life will destroy her? *************** Biker's Treasure (Shadow Warriors MC #1) Chapter 1 - Tank One year earlier The party is in full swing, the booze is flowing, the music’s blaring and the guys are loud. We skipped the whores this time, since I’m not sure how the girls would take it - they’re too young to witness that. We’re celebrating Lia finally having healed fully. The last months have been really hard for her, the injuries she got when those loan sharks ran her and Blake off the road were really serious, so the recovery time was exceptionally long. She’s still not her 100% yet, but at least she can finally move freely, with her casts off and the limp in her walk almost gone. She’s been waiting to heal in order to deal with her mother, who’s still in our custody. We kept her alive just for Lia, and we can’t wait to get rid of the bitch. Especially after hearing the bullshit her husband spewed when Tyson was beating him up. To say we were shocked would be a fucking understatement of the year. I told the guys to keep quiet about it, Lia does not need more worries. “Hey, T. ” I hear Lia’s voice behind me. I turn my head around and there she is, as beautiful as ever. Her long hair in loose curls, the black shirt she’s wearing hugs her every curve, accentuating her great figure and the shorts reveal her long toned legs. “Hey, Lia. – I grin – How come the star of the party is late, huh? ” I tease, getting an annoyed groan from her as she points her thumb at Blake over her shoulder. “Why do you think? He made a fuss when I put on those fucking shorts then wouldn’t let me leave the house. ” She huffs, making me laugh. She and Blake have been through a lot, but they’re still as cute as ever. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. I think as Blake makes his way towards us with an angry look on his face and black flannel shirt in his hand. “Hey, Tank. ” He nods. “Hey Blake. ” I give him a knowing smirk which turns into a chuckle when he ties the flannel around Lia’s waist despite her protes...

Janna is frustrated about the new update of this new cultivation story with a female lead. After leaving a harsh comment she wakes up in the cultivation book herself as the female lead's best friend that died in the first chapter,has three dialogue and probably not a very important character but leads the female and male lead to deepen their friendship. How sweet is that? *************** Female Lead's Besty Lihua? Janna remembers sleeping in a bad mood after reading this new cultivation story of the amateur author she's been following recently. She was so dissatisfied with it. Waking up and stretching her arm, she feels there is something wrong with her clothes. And after checking that she still has boobs and it's still not as huge as she hopes, frustrates her. There is something wrong with everything. Her face, her clothes, her weird and empty room that looks like it is patches of wood sticked together by using glue gun! She is so confused. She sits down on the bed and looks at her surroundings. The word, 'Where the fuck am I' is been screaming in her head for the moment she wakes up. But her face remains calm. She slowly stood up and looked at her face. "I look normal. " She said with a bit of dissatisfaction in front of the mirror. "If I am transmigrated, why can't I look prettier? " Her face is so general. Like the kind of woman you walk passed by the street and forget her the next second you passed by her? "Yue! Are you awake? " A beautiful woman opens her door and walks in. Her flawless black long hair sways everytime she moves and her lips are red and her nose is tall and small. She is what you call a knock out beauty. With her same clothes in her body, it looks like a seductress in her milky flesh. "W-who are you? " The girl laughs and pulls her. "Are you that scared about the practical training? I will be there. We can do this together. " "Umm.. What? " "Yue! Just believe in yourself. Senior Daiyu is just finding trouble for us by including us in this practical training but who cares? We will show them we can do this and we will come out as victors. Once she knows what we are capable of, she will not once again try to harm us. Right,Yue? " Janna looks at the beautiful girl. And then she mulls everything she was saying. It's like the start of the first chapter of the story she is reading. About the practical training in a mount...

Isn't it strange for a husband to deny his wife in public though he loves her? Well it sure is. This is the situation safeeya finds herself. ***** This a book about a girl named safeeya who never had the chance to attend school because her family believed that education was worthless and invaluable . **** *************** The illiterate wife Chapter one Safeeya's pov**** Safeeya! " He shouted my name so loudly,I knew he wanted something. maybe he had lost his hoodie or even his towel. "Yes humaid,I am coming" I yelled while rounding up with the work which I had in the kitchen . I dropped the soup from the gas and placed  it on the island, after doing all that, i made my way to humaid . " Yes humaid,what do you need? " I asked. "Well I actually wanted" He said crocking his brows which made me confused. " What? " I asked, my hausa intonation was very clear. "You" he simply said. " What do you need me for? " I was so confused. " Well I wanted to watch a movie with you, the 3d movie which i had promised to watch with you " he says, showing me a DVD which he held . " Oh, you got the movie? " I asked. " Yes I did, so common let's go to the sitting room and watch it. it's a very interesting Korean movie" he said while we both walked down the stairs holding hands. " Your hands feel so soft " he chuckled. " yes,I have been using that thing you got me,what do they call it again? " I was trying so hard to think about the name of the thing I rubbed on my palm. "Shea butter" he said while opening the door to the sitting room, " Oh yeah ,Shea butter " sometimes I wished I could just do away with this horrible hausa accent of mine. I wish I could speak so audibly like alhanislam. a poet and a motivational speaker on Instagram whom Adeelah my Friend told me about . "that's it" he said inserting the movie. " Jumong? " I questioned feeling quit bored already. " Yeah, I actually didn't watch the last episode where his grandson was the one taking the rule" humaid sat on the couch next to me. " Well I don't actually like war films so I am going to sleep,as it is. it's almost time for Isha (islamic obligatory prayer)" I said checking the time on my phone. "Why? , please watch it with me  " he tried to pout which didn't work for him because it didn't suit him, one bit . "I need to sleep wallah...

Playing a tune that I knew since I was a child. I expertly pressed the key correctly, not a single mistake. The beautiful sound coming from the grand piano echos in the room, it feels like it was taking me to another world where I can only imagine. Closing my eyes because that's the only thing I can do. " I love you," I heard the man said and I stopped playing. "I can't love you," I replied not facing his direction. "I love you," his husky voice that I love, repeated. He was waiting for an answer but I don't have the intention. "I think it was love at first sight," he said. "That's funny," I said still not facing him, "Considering that I'm blind." A man who is a Mafia boss fell in love with a woman who is blind. A woman who is blind sees the true nature of the Mafia man. How can he protect the woman? How can she love the man? The woman who only see the dark and the man who is in the dark. .copyright. *************** Those Pretty Blind Eyes Chapter 1: What She Sees. Chapter 1: What She Sees. (TANYA) The world is beautiful, everything in this world, the green trees that is swaying, the colourful flowers that smells nice, the calm clouds in the sky, the smiles of the people in the park, just everything. That’s how I wanted to see things however I started to like the bad scenery too. Like the smelly garbage truck, the graffiti in the wall of the dirty street, the scary old abandon house or the homeless street children. Being desperate like I am you don’t have a choice. Whether it is a good thing or bad, just to fill the emptiness within me, you’ll be desperate. They say that if you don’t want to see the things you don’t like just close your eyes. I want to laugh on that because for me I’ll give to you all I’ve got just to see what you don’t want to see. In my life, darkness is always with me. “Hey hon,” a familiar deep voice said as he kissed my forehead. “Good morning Dad,” I replied with a small smile. I’ve been living with my Dad alone since my Mom died in a car accident when I was ten years old and the evidence of the tragic accident was still fresh in me. Since I am the only child, it’s just always been me and him. My mom was a great musician and my father is great in repairing instruments so they decided to make a business about selling and repairing different instruments just in the other part of our house. See, even their habits are compatible they are my favourite love story. My Mom used to teach me how to play the piano, she was not the best teacher but I love her. “Hon, could you please hand me the ketchup? It’s in your right beside your glass of water,” my Dad said. “Sure,” I agreed and moved my hand to my left I felt the coldness of the water from my glass and I carefully took the ketchup beside it then gave it to my Dad who was on my left side. “So, I’ll be going to Mrs. Lakey later to repair her precious grand piano, are you going to be fine alone in...

" i think i should leave now, goodbye mr. bruce" i said and stand hurriedly, grabbing my phone i walk past him, he grab my wrist and with a tug i was pull to him sitting in his lap, his face so close to my liking , ok get it i like it but seriously one push and my lips can taste his . i can feel his breath on my face . his eyes look more beautiful in closer look always emotionless , sharp nose and perfect lips with smirk. wait smirk, i look at his eyes which staring at me if finding something . i curse myself for behaving like this. i avert my ayes 'he caught me again'. i wiggle in his hold which is now on my waist , the hell when did his hand move there HATE LOVE PASSION HEARTBREAK REVENGE BETRAYAL SECRETS *************** DESTINY Chapter 1 UNWANTED MEETING "THE LIFE IN FRONT OF YOU IS FAR MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE LIFE BEHIND YOU. " work done without any other problem, I pack my stuff and make my way back to home, its not first day but i am here already tired , like i did every employees work. i stretch my hands and enter inside elevator , pushing the button of lobby , it stop after five minutes, i check time in my watch its shows 10. i groan in frustration. i make my way out of elevator and outside the building. i started my walk to bus stop and stand there waiting for bus hoping to catch a bus at least . i wait there for fifteen minutes and there is no sign of bus. my feet started hurting from standing in that damn heels. i never like them in first place, but they are for only to look professional. if it possible, i would have wear sneakers. i sigh and wait for another ten minutes , that’s when suddenly a man bumped me, my blood froze, where did he come from, is he a rapist. i feel disgust from thinking. panic set over me, not knowing what to do, i remember hailey thought me how to defense our self if you stuck in situation like these. so i quickly throw my bag at him and ready to run when thud sound echo in my ear i turn around to see his body on floor lifeless I couldn't see his face but he is injured and bleeding badly. I ran towards him and kneel down to his level " are you ok do you want me to call ambulance" i was about to call when his hand stop me. "we need to hide" he said more like whisper that i couldn't even hear properly. " are you sure you are bleeding don't move" i ask . he attempt to stand but fail somehow manage but he can't walk . taking his one hand i pull him closer to me he lean for support and we started to walk not knowing where my eyes roam around for place so we can hide there's empty space between to stores dark not much space but we can fit there . we walk there he has no energy helping him to sit i sat beside checking him body ,hi...

Monica Stephen Ronald is an Anglo Indian Major in the Army from Goa who loves her duty above everything else. A heart full of respect for her country and an undying will do anything for the sake of it. Ali Umer Baig is a Kashmiri who gets selected for the Army. He dreams of making the wrong in to right and doing so through the right path. Two people whose lives are dedicated for their country comes face to face and falls in love. Patriotism that scales above dreams and a love that scales above everything else. *************** These Colors Don't Run Prologue He waited at the end of the corridor. It was taking too long. His eyes were closed, and he was trying to listen to the faintest of noises. It was dark at the other end and he was unable to see clearly. He had no idea why it was dark. Maybe it was a wall and there was a turning. There is no way that the entire place after the corridor would be dark. It just can’t be. It felt so wrong and he wanted to get up suddenly and run towards the other end. But he couldn’t, and he had to wait patiently. He listened closely. There were footsteps. Four of them, military boots. He still didn’t open his eyes. Then he heard a faint sound of sandals. He listened to the rhythm carefully. It can’t be her. That is not the rhythm of her walk. He was familiar with the rhythm of her walk as much as he is familiar with his own heartbeats. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the side from where the sound was coming, and he saw her walking towards him. She had a little limp in her walk and looked almost unrecognizable, but it was her and he knew it. Her head was held high as she always used to keep it. Nothing can daunt her pride. She looked at the person sitting at the other end and couldn’t believe her eyes. All these years nobody had visited her. And out of all, he was the last person that she had expected to come looking for her. She looked at him carefully. He has changed a lot. He was wearing a uniform and with the badge on the shoulder, she could understand that he was a Captain now. She was happy. He made it. The closer she got to him the slower her steps became. This is wrong, this is definitely wrong, she thought. Why has he come for her now? What does he want from her? She had specifically asked him to never meddle in her issue and he had obeyed that but now, he was there, and her heart started beating faster. When she was informed that she had a visitor, she expected it to be one of her family members, o...

The sound of the crash still rings in her ears. Sleepless nights she has and a mind filled with revenge. Killing him would relieve her and she would do it slowly... painfully... with a knife or even with her bare hands. He had taken away her rights for a normal life, deprived her of parental love and now, she was ready to avenge their deaths. Arrogant CEO of Hills Industries, Jake Hills feels suspicious about the attractive woman who recently found work in his building. He knew she was here for a specific purpose and dangerously, that was not the work he was expecting. He was in her way and he intended to be there until he will unravelled the dark truth she was gingerly hiding. Between attraction and repulsion between love and war, who will win? *************** Dark Truth Prologue "They say the best revenge is living well. I say it's acid in the face-who will love them now? "-Mindy Kaling 7 years ago... She tried to peer outside for the night scenery but it was all a green blurred view, given how aggressively the rain drops were slamming against the car window. It looked terrible but all she cared about right now was that her parents were driving her to a place she still had yet to know. They kept her guessing and she protested how unfair it was, given that it was her 17th birthday. As a matter of habit, the family driver was humming one of his old 80s love songs and his driving only matched the slow rhythm. Although she wanted him to accelerate from that slow forty-five miles per hour to something faster, she acknowledged that he was being cautious. Who wouldn't be? She looked outside again, feeling a chill. Her father was amused as he checked on her through the rear-view mirror, knowing how impatient she was. He felt as if it had been a long time since he got to spend time with them. He had made an effort to put his work aside and celebrate her birthday properly. He wanted it to be grand, memorable, spectacular. "Henry, how long? " The driver responded with a smile, "About ten more minutes, Mr Miller. We're nearly the--" He was interrupted by a loud ringing which echoed throughout the car and seeing his work partner's name popping up on the small screen fixed to the dashboard, Andrew Miller instantly reached towards it, swiping a finger to answer the call, ignoring his daughter's protest. Work could never wait. A familiar and mocking voice spoke aloud, resonating around them, "Goodbye, dear friend. Now everything's mine! Finally! " Before they could understand what that was about, a deafening horn was heard, two bright lights flashed, blinding them. The driver impulsively swerved, tyres screeching on the slippery surface as he tried to avoid that truck but a second later, it brutally crashed against...

Lorraine Red, is the optimistic and fighter type of girl despite being a rape victim herself. It wasn't an easy road for her, that's why she took it to herself that she will fight for the people who couldn't protect themselves from an evil act. She's a government secret agent, sworn to protect the weak against evil people. Nicholas Dark, A brave young billionaire man who could get whatever or whoever he wants. Finds himself drowned in Lorraine's beauty. What happens when she's attracted to him as he is to her? Will her trauma get in the way of their love? Could she trust another man? *************** The Shot Chapter 1 Lorraine groaned as she felt Dark pin her to the ground for the third time of their sparring match. And it hadn't passed the archer's notice either. "Ah, Raine... third time today I've pinned you... Is there something you're not telling me Red? " Nicholas teased as he pushed some of Lorraine's hair to the side so he could whisper in her ear. The archer smirked as his red haired partner attempted to throw him off of her but with her body captured firmly between his hard body and the ground, her face down position gave the sniper a greater advantage. "Dark, get off," Lorraine ordered as she bucked her hips back in an attempt to throw the archer off but he was too heavy for her to do so. But that wasn't what caught her attention. The red-head could feel Nicholas's rock hard erection pressing into the crook of her ass. Nicholas froze as he felt Lorraine stop squirming in his grasp. The two both held their breath, unwilling to make the first move, afraid it would make this even more awkward than it already was. "I'm sorry," Nicholas whispered as he rolled off Lorraine, quickly standing up and walking over to the bench where their stuff was carelessly thrown as they had begun their sparring. Lorraine slowly stood up and followed her partner over to the bench, watching the archer carefully as he took a large gulp of water. "Dark... " the red-head started but she couldn't think of the right words to say. "I'm sorry Nat... I got carried away... Don't think about it," Nicholas cut in before Lorraine could continue. "Dark, that's not the first time you've gotten hard because of pinning me," Lorraine stated before she realised what she was saying. Nicholas froze before turning to look at his partner whose cheeks were tinted with a blush. "It's not," he agreed as he slowly stepped closer to Lorraine. "But when I first brought you in, I wouldn't let you pay off this imaginary debt you think you owe me by having sex with you. And I won't. If w...

COMPLETED | Book FIVE of the Color Of Love Series Liar, Liar, Love and Fire.... The life of Dr. Rosario turns out to be a boring cycle after becoming a father, and coming out to his entire circle, but when a blue eyed stranger ends up on his hospital bed, Emanuel throws caution to the wind, for a man with paramount secrets and an unknown agenda. As newfound romance and a need for something new and passionate conflicts him, Emanuel plays a dangerous game, when he forsakes the man he thought he knew, for Vincent Kelsey, a man with a past, and a secret that could rip everything he holds dear, to shreds.. 〰 The Glass In His Eyes2017© Copyright © 2017 by NLP All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. *************** THE GLASS IN HIS EYES Father. ➰ The small neighborhood, Everton Heights scantily whispered with activity. A modest Suburban settlement with clean roads, well groomed lawns and middle to upper class Homes. Surrounded by lush green forestry, that supported the likes of songbirds and Redwood. Besides the neat balance of amicably altruistic people, flourishing Gardens, and a well maintained environment, void of litter. The Homes were vibrant, built in many modern and classic designs, some with maple wood rooftops, cypress wood walls, concrete units, chiseled stone exteriors and wooden structures that could possibly withstand a category three Storm. Everton Heights had a mystical atmosphere, due to its location within the center Sanbridge City, a place of industrial evolution. Built and ran by uptight, rich dignitaries that rarely had any say in its development as opposed to its Senate. A prosperous economy mainly supported by large factories, trade and Office buildings that kissed the merely bleak blue skies. It's attractions that gave the good name of Los Angeles its flourish--rising in Tourism. A black Sedan, with stylish modern lines and a farcical license plate, pulled into the driveway of a beautiful Town House. A warm and inviting Home, built from yellow pine wood with sandstone decorations. Tall, large windows adding to the overall style of the House, in a fairly asymmetrical pattern. The roof high and triangular, covered with slate shingles. Two small chimneys sat at either side of the House, with several small windows surrounded by wooden, overhanging Panels. The whole building surrounded by a tranquil garden, filled with a rainbow array of Roses, Tulips and Begonias. Emanuel Rosario emerged from his Car. A man with soft, hazel brown eyes, wearing moderately baggy, turquoise Scrubs that contrasted his short, curly brown hair tousled atop his head. Giving him the distinct look of a professional man, with a no-nonsense mug and well groomed facial...

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What? *************** The Bad Boy's.....What? The Bad Boy's.....What? Prologue: Goodbye. One word with different meanings. It could mean ‘see you later,’ ‘see you tomorrow,’ or ‘see you in a while. ’ It can also mean goodbye forever. For example, when I left my house today and told the housekeeper goodbye I meant it in as a see you after school. Never did I think I’d end up in the situation in which I am now in. You see, I have dealt a lot with that word, goodbye. Six years ago when I bid my parents adieu on their business trip I was expecting them to come back. I didn’t expect a tall man in uniform to come knocking on the mansion’s door with the unbearable news of my parents’ demise. It was at that time that I secluded myself into a shell of the lively girl I used to be. I mean, I’m still the same person but I don’t let many people in. In school I’m known as Khloe ‘the nerd’ Mason. Who cares, I certainly don’t pay attention to the comments that run the rumor mill at school. People make fun of you for actually going to school to learn and wanting to educate yourself, okay. Sure, I don’t need a career I have plenty of money that I will inherit in a couple of months when I turn eighteen but my parents loved what they did and I want to find something equally as fulfilling. In school, I’m not only a nerd but I think you could call me the outcast as well, people take too much time envying what others have that they turn it into hate. You may find this preposterous but yes, I am shunned because I have more money than others. So, here I was another day and another round of idiotic comments that don’t even make sense because I’m sure calling the nerd ‘stupid’ is very creative, note the sarcasm. I decided that I needed to clear my mind after school, so I went for a walk. There are two parts in this town, the ‘lower class’ and upper class’ which is really stupid no one is extremely poor or extremely rich, well, except for me. I own the only mansion in the neighborhood but my pare...

An Obsession that leads to a Passionate Affection Abcd just happened to be drunk and heartbroken at the same time. He just longs for his beloved Hannah that happens to be engaged with some random guy and it makes him really anxious and lethal. Here comes Shannah, the twin sister of Hannah that happens to be working at the bar Abcd's drinking at the moment and at the sight of her he didn't notice that she's not Hannah. With so much desperation, one great plan has crossed his mind. Kidnap her and make her his. One evil deed, one big mistake and a big change of heart. Abcd didn't expect that with that mistake his life will turn upside down that seems scarier than his merciless brother who always point out a gun in his head. *************** Abcd's Obsession Prologue Abcd Kyle Ferrer is one of the heads of Ferrer Mafia Organization that is lead by his twin brother Abcdef. Abcd is in love with his brother's secretary, Ms. Hannah Ruiz but unfortunately, Hannah can't reciprocate his feeling for she is already in love and happily engaged with her long time boyfriend. With so much despair for his unrequited feelings, he decided that he won't let any man marry the girl he loves. He is going to kidnap Hannah, but unfortunately he commits a very big mistake , instead of Hannah he ends up taking Shannah Cendo , Hannah's twin sister in blood but not in papers. Because of an accident, Abcd and Shannah was stranded in an isolated island wherein they manage to know each other for a short moment of time and then Abcd realized that Shannah and Hannah is definitely two different person. He loves the innocent, demure and kind Hannah but Shannah is just the complete opposite of her twin . Weirdly , Abcd can't describe and name the feelings he is starting to have with Shannah and he can't understand why he always wants to taste her sweet lips and hug her small and sexy body. They had enjoyed each other's company for 3 days and they are rescued by his twin brother, Abcdef and bring them back to city. Because of the incident, Abcd decided to throw off his plan and continue with his life without the twins but unfortunately Shannah just won't leave his mind . Later on, Abcd just found himself getting obsessed to the brave and cunning lady. He thinks about her in every thing he do, her beautiful face and strong personality seems to be glued in his soul. He wants to see her in every second of the day, he wants to touch every single strand of her hair he wants to hear her nagging and shouting curses at him. He longs for her existence even though she's just an inch away. Because of one accident , Shannah's little brother was sent to a hospital and as if destiny is playing games with them Abcd is the one who performed...

Anne and Tristan are married but all of that gets complicated when his ex Natalie comes town and Anne mishears part of a conversation between them. Now Anne is left deciding if she wants to stay with her husband or pursue the single life especially when she meets an art teacher at the local college. *************** My First Love is My Mistress 1 Anne smiled as she sat at the park with her pregnant sister-in-law Nikki. Nikki was married to her husband's brother and in a matter of weeks Nikki would be giving birth to her and Isaac's first child a little girl. "Are you excited about having the baby? " she asked as she eyed Nikki who was now resting a hand on her swollen belly. Nikki laughed slightly as she nodded, "Of course I am," she nodded. "Weren't you excited when you had John? " she asked referring to Anne and Tristan's oldest son who was five. At Nikki's question Anne sighed. She knew her answer should have been yes that she had been excited when she was pregnant with John but she hadn't been. Finding out your pregnant at seventeen by the twenty-five year old you had been dating behind your parents back for three months hadn't been the most exciting thing nor was the whispers once their small town had found out. Some people even going as far as accusing her now husband of rape even though it hadn't been rape. Anne had consented to their sex. She had loved him. "Maybe under different circumstances I would have been," she finally spoke being honest about her feelings. "You try being seventeen and telling your parents your twenty-five year old boyfriend knocked you up," she laughed to lighten her mood. "My daddy was literally holding a gun to Tristan's back when he married me on the day of my eighteenth birthday. Hell I think he was still holding that gun on Tristan when I was giving birth to John on Christmas morning. " Nikki grimaced at Anne's words. Of course she hadn't thought of Anne's circumstances when she asked her question but then again she hadn't been here when Anne married Tristan. She had still been in Florida completely unaware of the family she would one day marry into. "Well then what about with Carl? " she asked referring to her sister-in-law's youngest child who was now three. "It was different then with him. " Anne smiled some as she reme...

Carmen Larove, a rebellious 16-year-old girl with a secret, master in martial arts and she doesn't give a damn about what others think about her. After her recent fight that she started in a boarding school, she was kicked out and her parents force her to enter a public school where her older twin sisters go to. Carmen is also an openly lesbian girl. Larissa Vincent, a 16 year old cheerleader who is openly bisexual. She came from an average family and open-minded. She is one of the most popular girls in school but she's not the Queen Bee. She also has to work in a local coffee shop after school to help her dad support her 2 little sisters, her sick mother and to pay the bills. What happen when a rich rebellious girl met one of the school famous cheerleader? Will there be spark between them? Or will there be chaos? Read to find out. *************** I Don't Date Cheerleaders Chapter 1 CARMEN'S POV "THIS IS THE LAST STRAW CARMEN! YOU'RE GOING HOME TO AMERICA! " I flinched. I should never had beat the guy up that bad. It's his fault. He should never try to be a dick in front of me. "I'm not at fault. It's his. He deserves it... " Before I could finish, dad cut me off. "ENOUGH! YOU'RE GOING HOME AND WILL BE ENROLL IN THE SCHOOL YOUR OLDER SISTER'S IN! THAT'S FINAL! " What! Enroll in Catherine and Christina's school?! No way! "NO! DAD! PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THAT! " I begged. "NO BUTS! YOU DO WHATEVER I SAY! AND WHATEVER I SAY GOES! " I feel a nudged on my rib. I slowly raised my head and saw my sister's smiling faces. "Wake up sleepy head. " Catherine and Christina, the twins in our family, my older sisters, seniors in Xander Public High School and also the school's cheerleader and Queen Bees. The first thing you see is their eyes, those piercing green eyes that show off their beauty, courtesy from our dad lineage while mine is ocean blue, courtesy from our mom. Their perfect golden blonde hair like our moms but mine is light brown like our dad's. Their perfect eyebrows, eyelashes, nose and lips while mine is under care. I don't care what I look like. But the most noticeable thing on my face is my scar, just above my left eyebrows. A scar that goes all the way to my hairline, hold a secret that only my family knows. "Get ready. We will wait for you," I nodded and walk to my room. I look at myself in the mirror. I look at my light brown hair, my scar, my long eyelashes that I feel like I need to cut them all off, my perfectly shaped nose and my full luscious lips. Lips that even the straightest girl on the planet would pay to taste. I smirked at that thought. What? I'm a lesbian. My family knows it as well. I bet this community hates it. But they don't dare to say anything because of my parents influential status. I look through my closet. I choose my favorite colors of clothes...

Katherine Knightfell is not like any other girl. She likes to play with swords with her father than sewing a dress. When her father was unable to pay the taxes to The Crown, she has no choice but to offer her service to the king in hopes to pay her father’s debt. She’s hellbent to show to everyone that the King didn’t made a mistake for choosing her as one of his personal guards. Duelling with soldiers who underestimated her. Everything changes when she duelled with the Crown Prince, Richard. Richard couldn’t forget that a small girl was able to beat him up in combat. His obsession for her military skills developed into something he shouldn’t have for a lowborn girl. He should bear this feelings to his betrothed, Princess Marina. But, he doesn’t. What happens when the Prince falls deeply in love with his personal guard? *************** The Prince's Heart Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Clink! The sound of the sword hitting another made Katherine Knightfell's lips curl into a smile. She then took another swift swing at her opponent, who successfully blocked her attack. "Is that the best you've got, Katherine? " her father teased. His hair was flopped in front of his face, which was dripping with sweat. He began to swipe his sword towards her. "You know I can do better, Papa," Katherine shot back, blocking his attack. Her feet then moved quickly, dodging a another blow from her father's sword. Her braided, brown hair swayed in the air in the process Jaime chuckled. "Are you sure? You seemed to be fighting like a, well, girl. " A smirk formed on his face as he spoke. Katherine scowled and glared at him, before maneuvering her sword and swinging it. The sword hit the protective padding that was covering her father's arm. "A girl huh? " Katherine smirked as her father checked the padding. "Not bad," he conceded. Katherine rolled her eyes and then smiled as her mother came out of their cottage. "Come inside you two, it's getting late," her mother called before disappearing back inside. "Well, your mother has made a decree, best not to anger her," Jaime joked. "Yes, Father," Katherine said, smiling. The two walked inside their small cottage and both greeted Janine. "Hello you two. Now, hurry up Katie; remove those men's clothes and change back into your dress," Janine ordered quickly, stoking the fire. "The collector and his man will be here soon. " Katherine sighed. "You know Michael does not mind if I am in men's clothes, Mama. " Michael Clayton was the tax collector for their king. He and his men came around once a month to collect the villagers' taxes. Janine wagged a finger. "That other man does mind, however. It is not a lady's place to be fighting. The only reason I agreed to let your father train you is so that you can protect yourself. You know that if Michael's man spots you like that...

Six months ago, Anya Fleming's ten-year-old son, Willie-boy, found his father hanging in the barn. Traumatized over his father's suicide, the boy hasn't spoken a word since. Now, Willie-boy has come down with a grave, unknown illness and there's only one man who can save him, Sutter Sky, a learned Blackfoot shaman known as Yellow Smoke—a shaman who was once deeply in love with Anya. But Fate had other plans for Anya and Sutter—she was forced to marry Lewis Fleming, a cruel man who berated her night and day, and brokenhearted Sutter immersed himself in the mystical customs and beliefs of his People and became a shaman. As if Anya didn't have enough to deal with after her husband's death and son's illness, an evil, sinister ghost is terrorizing their ranch. Anya is convinced the spirit is Lewis, who apparently isn't done making her life miserable. When she turns to Yellow Smoke for help, will he put aside his bitterness and save Willie-boy? And can the renowned shaman dispel the powerful ghost from their li *************** Comes A Specter, Book 2 Untitled Comes A Specter Ghostland Series, Book 2 By Keta Diablo Copyright ©2018 by Keta Diablo Cover art by © Cover-Ops This book is a work of fiction. References to real people, events, establishments, organization, or locales are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, and are used fictitiously. All other characters, and all incidents and dialogue, are drawn from the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. About Comes A Specter Six months ago, Anya Fleming's ten-year-old son, Willie-boy, found his father hanging in the barn. Traumatized over his father's suicide, the boy hasn't spoken a word since. Now, Willie-boy has come down with a grave, unknown illness and there's only one man who can save him, Sutter Sky, a learned Blackfoot shaman known as Yellow Smoke—a shaman who was once deeply in love with Anya. But Fate had other plans for Anya and Sutter—she was forced to marry Lewis Fleming, a cruel man who berated her night and day. Brokenhearted Sutter immersed himself in the mystical customs and beliefs of his People and became a shaman. As if Anya didn't have enough to deal with after her husband's death and son's illness, an evil, sinister ghost is terrorizing their ranch. Anya is convinced the spirit is Lewis, who apparently isn't done making her life miserable. When she turns to Yellow Smoke for help, will he put aside his bitterness and save Willie-boy? And can the renowned shaman dispel the powerful ghost from their lives and send him back to Hades? Raves for Comes A Specter “Comes a Specter by Keta Diablo will raise the hair on the back of your necks as she mesmerizes you, chapter by chapter. ” “I can't recall the last time I read such a fascinating ghost story, especially one that is steeped in ancient traditions of Native Americans. ” “Tensions run high as Fate steps in one more time! You can always expect a solid tale with a twist from Keta

This book is unedited. Read at your own risk. Read I DONT DATE CHEERLEADERS, A LITTLE PIECE FROM HEAVEN, ALLESANDRA and I DONT DESERVED TO BE LOVE before reading this. *16 YEARS LATER AFTER EMERSON & CLARE WAS BORN* READ THIS ⤴️ READ THAT ⤵️ SURPRISE!!!! Read to find out. (This is a Futanari/GirlxGirl genre story.) *************** Saviour (Book 5 of Larove Series) Chapter 1 EMERSON'S POV (St. Miriam's Boarding School, London) "Oh come on Kelly! Stop with the sniffles and stuff. It's not like she's dying. " Taylor smacked Kelly's head. "Ow! Don't be so rough! " I chuckled. "Is this a laughing matter to you? " Kelly asked me in her thick British accent. "You British so sensitive. " Amara smack my head. "Ow! " "Now who's the sensitive one. " I rubbed my head. I smiled as I look at my best friends antics. God I'm going to miss them. Kelly was the first who greeted me when I'm transferred to St. Miriam, one of London most prestigious boarding school for girls. She introduced me to friendship. The thing I don't always fond with. Kelly smiled at me while tying her wavy blonde hair. She wiped her tears with Taylor's hanky and threw it back to Taylor. "OI! " I laughed. Taylor, our other Best Friend that we always call her queen because sometime she can be such... Queen Bitch. With her perfect curve and face, she practically run the school with it. "Oi Emerson... You're sure you want to transfer back to America? " I nodded. "And you don't want any party? " Amara asked me. I shake my head no. "Nope. " "Come on Emerson... We can knock the Teachers out... And we can have a blast party at the grand hall. " "No. I don't want any party. " Amara rolled her eyes. Amara is our genius Indian. She's the daughter of the world famous business mogul parents. While Taylor, is the Daughter of a famous fashion designer. "Quick question... Should I change my hair Colour again? " Amara looked at me, waiting. "That colour is beautiful. " She smiled and turned to looked at herself. "I know I am. " She said and comb her perfectly perm black hair. "How about me Emerson? " Taylor asked as she whipped her red hair in front of me. "I think it's perfect the way it is. Now can somebody help me pack everything. " Kelly stand and took my suitcase. "I will help. " I smiled. "Don't forget the...