***COMPLETED*** "I need to talk to you." she said in a small voice shutting the door behind her. Her hair fell from her bun in red ringlets around her face; her eyes searched his making his heart race in a very uncharacteristic way. he'd had been with women since his wife died- mostly saloon girls but none of them made him feel as nervous as the one in front of him. "You need to spend less time full as a tick in the saloon and more time with your daughters." She said looking right at him, that wasn't what he'd expected her to say at all "I know what you're going through Mr. Clayton loss is hard but your daughters need you-" "Loss? What do you know of Loss Miss Wade you are merely a child." He snapped not wanting to hear everything he'd done wrong. What gave her the right to talk to him like that anyway? They had just met. She nodded slightly turning to leave as she absently played with a ring on her finger She turned back towards him "I was Engaged to a wonderful man Mr. Clayton His name was Fergus O'Reilly and he was everything to me... he died on the eve of our wedding. Now this ring" she said putting her hand up and gesturing to the emerald ring "Is nothing but a broken promise of the life we were meant to share.... But you, you have Wilhelmina and Lorelei. You have a part of your wife always. You have something I would give anything for. All I have are my memories." The woman had kept her voice calm, but to him it felt as though he had been slapped in the face. No one had ever spoken to him like that before. "Miss Wade I suggest you bite your tongue if you wish to stay on as the governess." "Alright fire me, but who will watch your children? Because you certainly won't!"

When the arrogant stranger Bess is forced to marry unexpectedly becomes a duke, she'll find herself at odds with her growing feelings as he hunts for a killer. ***** Sharp-tongued Elizabeth 'Bess' Jones is perfectly content living on her lonesome in a tiny village south of Derbyshire. She works as a nurse, owns a small home, and finds the label of 'spinster' an agreeable trade for her independence. But when her entire life is uprooted in an instant, she only has one person to blame: her new husband, Emmett Wilde, who was caught in a compromising situation with her. And now, despite his promise to fake a death certificate after their wedding--to free her of any duty to him or their marriage bed--he sends for her in the dead of night with startling news: his father has been murdered, and he is now the Duke of Ascot with a wife he can no longer deny... [[Word Count: 60,000-70,000 words]] [[Cover designed by Ren Tachibana]]

Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.

Redwood is just like any average small town in the backwoods of Vancouver, but with one twist; the entire population are shifters, an advanced species of humans who have heightened senses and the ability to take the form of wolves. They are led by their Alpha, Gabriel Merrick, who took over the position after the death of his parents. Gabriel's younger sister, Charlotte, has sworn off love after seeing what it did to her father after her mother's death. But what happens upon her return home to Redwood after being away for the past five years when she meets a tall dark Irish stranger with a cocky attitude and an irresistible smirk who is linked to Redwood in ways she wasn't expecting?