Liam Smith is in Texas for the funeral of a fallen comrade. He proudly serves his country and would do anything for a fellow Marine. What he doesn't expect is the beautiful blonde sister his friend left behind. She's classy and strong, but he can see right through her brave facade and into her wounded heart. Juliet Pines hates seven letter words. She's been hurt by them too many times in her eighteen years. She's barely holding it together at her brother's funeral when an attractive Marine catches her eye. He might be charming and a temptation that would be hard to say no to, but at the end of the day he is still belongs to the Marines. Liam offers to help Juliet carrying out her brother's last request, putting the two of them in close quarters for an epic road trip. Can he show Juliet that not all seven-letter words have to be so painful? He's hoping he can burn up her seven-letter list with a little passion and a whole lot of romance.

Now available as audiobook on Audible India. Scarlet Ray and Evan Parker are polar opposites of each other. She is a bubbly bakery-owner while he is a workaholic businessman. She is a hopeless romantic while he has no time for love in his busy life. She is an optimist who believes in the healing power of a warm smile. He is a realist who has a permanent frown etched on his face. She has never been in a relationship before while he is a widower and a single parent. So what what will happen when these two totally different people will be stuck with each other in a loveless marriage? Will Scarlet ever succeed in melting the ice between Evan and herself? Let's find out. -------- #6 in Romance (18-04-20) #4 in Romance (19-04-20) #3 in Romance (20-04-20) #1 in Romance (05-05-20)

Hell freeze over when a forever bond was damned upon his head. Relationship and women in general were the last things on his mind. Interaction between humans wasn't his cup of tea let alone getting tied to someone for the rest of his life. Eden Salvatore wasn't exactly a people person. Wild, full of life, and a walking seduction. Princess Adalina was every men's royal dream. When forced into a marriage with the first man who didn't spare her a second glance, she found herself intrigued by his ignorant nature. He hurt her ego without even trying to and so she made it her life mission to break him. If only she knew, the only way into his heart was by tearing a hole through his ribcage. But, once upon in awhile, right in the middle of a cold hearted doctor and a modern princess's chaotic marriage, love gives us a fairy tale. • book three of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraa_

Book 1 ❝ She was sweet like cookies, he was smooth like cream.❞ In which two best friends break apart but slowly find their way back home. #8 in short story Cover by xFakingaSmilex

"Quick Clean Laundry! When it's dirty we make it clean, this is Melissa speaking." "uh...." "Hello?.." "I asked a cute girl her number and this is what she gave me" #3 in Short Story [8/1/16] Book One From Texts and Calls Series © Copyrights Reserved

Finding your soulmate is a rare thing in a werewolf world. Those who are fortunate enough, find their significant other without much trouble. Marcus Novak, Alpha of the Blood Claw Pack has been looking for his mate for as long as he could remember to the point he is on the verge of giving up. Until one night while patrolling his territorial borders he comes across a crashed car catching up fire. When he moves closer to help the person, only to find out the injured person in the car is his werewolf mate and her unborn child. DESCRIPTION EDITED BY @MYFRIENDOFMISERY Warning: May contain sexual scenes.

Being in the army was difficult, to begin with. Being an army medic and surgeon was even harder. Being the only human where I am stationed is probably the hardest thing in the world. Most of the people there didn't like me because I was human. The werewolf, vampires, witches, and warlocks didn't take me seriously at all at first. Until they realized I would do anything for them. Humans weren't very happy about the takeover, but when only 30% of the population is actually human you don't get a lot of say. I didn't want a mate for that reason I got rid of my scent, but touch would break that. If my mate touched me even if it was just to brush past me he would notice. I was crossing my fingers that I didn't have a mate, unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Highest Rank: #2 in Werewolf 12/23/17

"For the last 6 years I have kept it at bay. The need, the want, the hunger. No more. I will be free to do as I please. Brandon, you have no control over me!" Mates. They were supposed to stay together. To treasure each other. To love one another. But what happens when Choice trumps Fate, when need becomes obsession and hope flickers? This is a story of Ness, a bright young werewolf, who grew up with stories about romance and mates. None of which could prepare her for the reality - her mate chooses her best friend over her for the chance of power and glory. Fighting her feelings for Brandon, Ness accepts her own place in the world. If she couldn't have the mate that Fate destined for her, she would surely find one of Choice for herself. Alpha Marcus Josef "Ned" Edwards has a dark past. He lost his mate 6 years ago and has dedicated his life to revenge her death. Meticulously eliminating every single wolf that was even remotely connected with the dead of his mate, he is rightfully labeled cruel, furious and dangerous. His pack mates learn to recognize the glimpses of their old loving Alpha Marcus and the ever consuming rage of the ruthless Alpha Ned, who dutifully protects them. When Nessa meets Marcus sparks ignite. But would they be enough to bring these two wolves together? Read to find out. (book is being edited. New bonus content added - June 2019)

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.