Sammy can't get anything right. So when she's asked to save her sisters wedding, she jumps in with both feet, determined to prove herself more than just a clumsy oaf, as designated photographer for the day. But that's when she meets 'him'. The stranger in the Armani suit, and cowboy boots. The elusive Mr Mystery. The man with the voice like a lullabye and dangerously green eyes. And the problem is, he's stolen the memory card from her camera, and Sammy is about to go to any lengths, to get it back.

From the beginning when God created man and woman on earth, he too created angels to protect them. All angels were given a task equally, but it was never been predicted that there would be an uprising, leading to the downfall of some angels. Years and years of guidance from God did nothing to destroy the darkness and when he thought he found it, his hopes were crushed again. Now God banished an angel once again due to killing. This angel was one of God's favorites and to see the angel's despair broke God's Heart. The angel became known as the Angel of Death for he committed a lot of people's death since he came down to hell. The Angel of Death was slowly being consumed by the dark side and to avoid it from happening God created another part of the angel in secrecy. She who bears his mark has a destiny to either destroy or saved everything.

[PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION, AN IMPRINT OF SUMMIT MEDIA] One competition, one man, twenty-five women, and a bet. Zachary Astor wanted to be the Bachelor for one purpose alone: to prove to his friends that he can ditch twenty-five women without ever looking back at any of them. But will he stand on to his words when he meets Julianne Grey, the only woman who seems to regret being in the competition? Despite what he thinks, Zachary will find his thoughts preoccupied by the weird, silent, and mysterious girl he keeps on giving a rose much to his own amazement and her disappointment.

"Many fear oblivion, others fear being in oblivion. I fear being oblivious to secrets that will tear our hearts apart"

(Must Date the Playboy Book 2) Tori tried her best to move on from the playboy who broke her heart. But just as she thought she was finally okay, Zach unexpectedly came back to mess her up. In order to stop her feelings from resurfacing-and to save herself from hurting-she decided to hate the playboy. But is hating the playboy the key to her happiness? Or will it just cause another heartbreak? *** When Victoria 'Tori' Peige dated the playboy Zachary 'Zach' Anderson based on lies, they sure have paid the price. After being left heartbroken by him eight months ago, she is finally ready to move on. Just as she gives James a chance, Zach comes back and messes up her life again. Will Tori choose to be brave and be honest with her own feelings? Or will she continue hating the playboy even if her heart tells her otherwise? Cover Designed By Lydia Carr

When Victoria 'Tori' Peige found out that Zachary Anderson was the reason for all of her bestfriend's past break-ups, she knew she had to step in and make a move. Even if it was against her will, Ms. goody-goody asked Zach to be her boyfriend. Little did Tori know that Zach only agreed because he wanted to use her in order to get to her bestfriend. But what would happen when the relationship that started out with lies and deceit turn into something...real?

life's unexpected journeys :)

❝What if I fall?❞ ❝Then I'll catch you.❞ ❝He was arrogant, obnoxious, funny, cocky, sarcastic, a know it all, a delinquent, a bad influence, yet knowing all these things I still couldn't manage to stay away from him. Something about him just drew me in.❞ Secrets, lies and psycho exes rule Violets life. After her younger brothers death, Violets life took a turn for the worse. The grieving daughter moves in with her Aunt and everything seemed fine after that, except they weren't. Mix in a quirky coworker, an old friend, and a guy who always uses his corny pickup lines and you will have a pot of disaster. Violet bumps into a boy at the car repair garage who she also just found out was her new neighbor. Violet tells herself that she is not here to find love. But who is she fooling? Throw in some hot guys with tattoos and you will soon find yourself also troubled with tattoos. Copyright © 2021. All Rights Reserved.

A simple 'no strings attached' was all she ever wanted...but she picked the wrong guy. When her life starts spinning out of control Jasmine realizes that Harry Styles always gets too attached (based on the song She's not Afraid)

The man kneeling on the concrete is already bleeding when the door slams shut behind him. He doesn't beg. He knows it won't help. Footsteps echo across the warehouse floor-slow, controlled. The kind that belong to someone who's done this before, many times, and won't lose sleep over it. A woman steps into the strip of fluorescent light, a dagger spinning casually between her fingers. "Last chance," she says. "Where is she?" The man spits blood. "You're too late. She doesn't even know who she is." The woman stops the dagger mid-spin. "That's exactly why we need her now." The man laughs, a cracked, painful sound. "She's hidden. Protected. You'll never touch her." The woman crouches, eye level with him. Her voice drops, steady and cold. "We already have." He freezes. She smiles a little. "She felt the shift today. Just a flicker, but enough. Keeps happening more often." Silence. Then she presses the dagger to his throat-not cutting, just reminding. "Now I'll ask one more time," she says. "Who's guarding her?" He swallows hard. The truth slips out like a reflex. "The boy." She doesn't react. Doesn't blink. Of course it's the boy. She stands, wipes the blade on his shirt, and turns to the man waiting by the door. "Clean this up. Move the others. We don't have much time." "And the girl?" the man asks. The woman slides the dagger back into her belt. "She's waking up. Slowly." She looks back once, only once. "When she finally remembers who she is... everything changes." No threat. No warning. Just fact. She walks out. The warehouse lights flicker. For a breath, the air feels charged-like something ancient stretched beneath the city, waiting for the right pulse to wake again. Somewhere in the city, unaware, the girl they're hunting opens her eyes-feeling a heaviness in her chest she can't explain.