A happily married couple. About to raise a child, when she loses the baby. Her husband cheats on her. She becomes suicidal. What else could go wrong?

The shy, quiet girl who sits in back of class is the last person you would think to be a werewolf right? Well, Abigail Mason is just that. She wants to just blend in and disappear. The only place she is ever truly herself is in the ballet studio where she graces the floor with dances. But as fate would have it the one day she dances out of her comfort zone one foot steps into another packs territory and the Alpha, the most popular guy in the state and one of the most known in the country, just happens to be her mate? This shy quiet girl might let this man dance into her heart. But is she ready to leave the comfort of her own shell to find out? -------------------------------------------------- My first werewolf story so please don't hate on it too much! Cover by @saudi_araybia

(A short Novel) Valentina, a dedicated nurse and loving wife, is ready to start a family...but life has other plans. As she navigates the emotional world of expectant mothers and long hospital shifts, a young pregnant patient draws unexpected attention.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

Aiden ended our engagement because he felt I wasn't doing what was expected of me. He was about to sign a big contract with a famous soccer team and the wives of the other players started badmouthing me, saying I was provoking and insulting them. He came home one day and ended our engagement and I accepted it without arguing. He was outraged by my attitude. What did he expect me to say?