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She isn't short. She is bite sized. Anita Rosaline Nightshade has always been small. 4'11 height but a 6'7ft attitude. She might be small, but she sure is feisty. But no one knows of the feisty little beast, because no one ever made her angry. Until he steps in... **** "Stop picking me up!" I whined, pouting. His eyes turned a shade darker as a small smirk played at his lips. He bent down and kissed my cheek. "I can't, your so tiny." I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'm not tiny. I'm average." "More like bite sized." He laughed. "I will call you My little bite size Anita." But everyone knew she was the Little Bite Luna.

Being an Alpha of a massive pack without having the ability to communicate verbally has its setbacks. After a tragic accident that happened to him when he was a child, Alpha Jaxton hasn't spoken to anyone. The Alpha can only communicate through mind-links, mainly with his most trusted Beta. One night, at an annual gathering consisting of members from all of the East Coast packs, he discovers his mate; however he faces a dilemma: he can't speak to her. Not only does he have to search for his mate, without knowing her name or pack, but he is also forced to relive the horrors of his past. Awesome cover by: @Kira_t10

A whimper slipped past my lips as he backed me to the wall, with every step he took further, my heart pounded against my chest. When the distance between us disappeared, he leaned down and whispered. "You have been such a naughty girl for so long and it's time for your punishment," My lips trembled as I spoke, "Is this a game?" ━━━━ Surviving as a lone wolf was difficult, especially when you have so many enemies chasing behind you. Myra left her pack at a very young age and found shelter in a small city. It wasn't long enough till the wolves found her and captured her. She was thrown at the feet of the Alpha Bane and was forced into submission.

Steele was the next mafia boss. He had everything; money, power, women, authority...he had it all. In the mafia love means nothing. You respect your blood family and that's it. Other than that you take what you want and do what you want. Jennifer was your typical high school girl. Skirts and sweater vests were her thing. Her parents were divorced and her father was the CEO to a mega corporation. She had everything she wanted. A beautiful car, long blond hair, angelic features and the high school dream life. However, Jennifer wanted something else. She wanted to be loved, held by someone who wasn't obsessed with money and the success of their job... Jennifer needed a strong man.

The Holy Trinity of a Hot Guy Unbelievably good looking? Check Outrageously sexy body? Check Horrible attitude? Check My Stepbrother. Wait-what?! My name is Samantha Riley. Like most people, I believe that everything happens for a reason. But after my grandma's death, fate worked its magic on me in ways I'd never imagined. Moving in with my dad, whom I hadn't seen in eight years, was the first of many changes in my life. But meeting my sexy, evil stepbrother was something I was utterly unprepared for. Devin Archer has the face of an angel but the character of a devil, and it didn't help that he had an army of equally good-looking friends who were set to rock my world as well. "I don't want anyone wearing my clothes, not even girls I just fucked. But because your ranting like a baby is starting to really annoy me, you can have my shirt for now. But trust me, Crumpet, I will take it back soon." I was about to retort, but he cut me off, leaning closer to whisper in my ear. "And trust me, when that time comes, you'll be in my room, taking this shirt off right in front of me while you beg me to fuck your brains out." I saw her shiver before I turned around and left with the biggest smile plastered on my face. Yeah, that's him. My sexy, evil stepbrother, Devin Archer. He's the biggest jerk, isn't he? Yet, everyone at Wellington High worships him like he's their king. Sorry you had to witness that. Actually, that wasn't even his worst. Let's just say it's only the tip of the iceberg-or rather, the door to his personal hell. So, The Holy Trinity of a Hot Guy, you say? That's Devin Archer, my Sexy Evil Stepbrother. **************** Hey there! Just a warning, some of the languages and scenes in this book might not be appropriate for very young readers so read at your own risk. Thanks!

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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)