Sunshineoc Stories

Nash Hawthorne is his family's protector, and as the oldest, he always has been. When he discovers his soon-to-be sister-in-law Marie has been attacked and kidnapped, he doesn't know what to do or how to save her. Before he has time to think, a stranger returns her. This woman claims that more attempts will be made on more members of the Hawthorne family. She is the only thing standing between his family and certain death, and this is nothing more than a game of revenge to her. But there's one other detail that rocks Nash's world. Carter Owens is the estranged daughter of Skye Hawthorne. She is his older sister. Inheritance Games by Jennifer Lynn Barnes! She owns all characters (besides my OC's obviously)

Considering his career, Spencer Reid often finds himself lost deep in his own mind, he is plagued by the reminiscence of the evil hiding in this world. He quickly comes to the conclusion of what he needs to bring light to his otherwise dark life. A saving grace. Every morning before work, Spencer visits the same coffee shop. One morning however, he encounters an unfamiliar face, a presence that is hard to ignore. Cassie Walker is her name. A name that he could never forget.

Arsen is the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack-the largest and most feared pack of the century. At 25, long past the age most wolves find their mate, he has given up on the idea of destiny. Cold, ruthless, and unchallenged, Arsen has built his life on power, not connection. Cayleen is everything he is not-gentle, kind, and deeply connected to nature. A powerful young witch who has just turned 18, she settles in a quiet cottage near the borders of Silvermoon, hoping to grow her magic... and maybe find the mate she's always dreamed of. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. When the Alpha is gravely injured near the river, the last creature he expects-and the one he distrusts the most-is the one who finds him. The one destined to change everything.

who would've known the king of the serpents would fall for the daughter of Fred Andrews. 𖤝 there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin