© Anna Hailings-Sharma My Loved One (MLO) Series 2 Book 1 Not your typical drunken marriage story! When Cassandra Hanson's step-sister Marcie announces her wedding to Cassy's barely two week old ex-boyfriend, she decides it high time. So, Cassy and her best friend Naina plan a trip to a place where everyone's wildest fantasies come true. Vegas. It's more like Cassy's worst nightmare come true when she suddenly finds herself as Mrs. Salvatore Giordano. As normal as it seems like in Vegas, a question still hangs over their head. How did it happen? As if it weren't enough, fate decided to throw another curve ball at her............. when all she can think of how to get out her marriage.......... Too bad her Italian husband does not believe in divorce.......... For Salvatore Giordano takes what he wants, and right now, it's his beloved wife, Cassandra! Join Cassandra on her quest for answers, for the past, present and future. Be prepared for anything, for secrets from the past would be revealed........ You've been warned!

"Because no matter what I'd still choose you" The fight for happiness is tougher then ever, the so called lovers had their limits pushed and their boundaries broken. What will happen this time around? Will the destined mates find their happy ending or will the pair be caught up in the web of lies and the darkness of the supernatural world? "Who's hunting who?" Sequel to Sway (must read first book) All content belongs to me, please ask permission or contact me if my work is being used somewhere else, thank you' Not been edited Cover by- voguee_

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.