Jaden is the new boy in town, as quiet and stoic as a teenager can be. From the moment they meet, their lives entwine. They’re meant to be together, simply fated since they laid eyes on each other. Together, they outlast the odds for years, through high school and college, loving and learning as they go. Headed in different directions, as Hazel develops a talent for writing and speech, while Jaden has harbored a romantic athlete inside him all his life, somehow they stay as united as two souls in love should be. But there are warnings, small signs which hint at an impending disaster. What will happen when that tragedy strikes, and upends everything they made together?

    You're my sun. You will always be unreachable to me."

    This is not an origin story!

    Let me explain more, yeah? She was pushed, by her best friends, into a guy- but not just any guy. Cyrus Angelo, the infamous Cyrus Angelo. Maverly Perkins is full of witty comebacks, a loud laugh, and has a fierce attitude. Love doesn't come easy to her but does it to anyone? Just as Maverly is giving up on guys, due to a past experience with a jerk, she’s pushed into something she doesn't want to get involved with, literally. No, not something- more like someone; Cyrus Angelo to be exact. But some things are different about him; her usual witty and sarcastic comments become stutters and nervous babbling. What is this feeling in the pit of her stomach? A crush? Love? Of course not.Cyrus Angelo- those are the two words that make guys run and girls swoon. No one talks to him, threatens him, touches him, or talks back to him. The last time any one of these things happened; someone ended up in a hospital for 6 weeks in the intensive care unit. But what happens when Maverly breaks all those rules… within a 2 minute period? After a promise to 'see her later,' too many awkward moments to count, crazy parties where a few people get drunk and tell their life story in full detail, funny experiences of falling, failing, and fighting, terrible flirting, and stupid games of truth or dare- Who knows what could happen? And to think it all started with a push.

    Unfortunately, his true self is a thirty-six year old man who dresses like he did in high school and has never stepped foot in a nightclub of any sort. Thank goodness for the fabulous, unflappable Mr. Wren. Handsome, confident and refined, Wren takes Hunter under his wing and vows to make him the ultimate player. Things become complicated and confusing as Hunter's makeover proves a little too successful and harmless flirting goes too far. Kisses were the bait Wren used to snare his prey, to melt their resistance and make them his. He perfected kissing but it was just another weapon in his arsenal, it never really did much for him. But he was trapped and melting as Hunter’s lips pressed against his and their tongues twisted and searched hungrily. Hunter’s head tilted and the kiss became deeper and Wren felt much drunker than he did minutes earlier as Hunter’s hand curved around his neck. Wren growled softly against his tongue as he eased Hunter onto his back. His hand slid down his stomach and Wren’s cock pulsed insistently against the front of his jeans. His instincts were about to take over when Hunter panted his name. Oh, no, no, no… “Shit,” Wren whispered as he sat up and leaned back. “Sorry, I got carried away,” he murmured weakly as he reached for his wine and Hunter swore under his breath as he scrubbed his hands over his face. “Yeah… That was…” His eyes were dazed as he sat up and Wren swallowed a large gulp of wine then cleared his throat. “I think it’s safe to say you don’t have anything to worry about,” he said and Hunter raised a brow. “No?” he asked and Wren nodded. “That was a very decent kiss.” Liar. That was so much more than decent. That was probably the most arousing moment of your life. Wren licked his lips and stifled a moan at the taste of Hunter’s lips and tongue. “In fact, if you were anyone else, I don’t think I would have stopped,” he said and Hunter’s lips pulled tight. “I don’t know if that’s reassuring but thanks,” he said sarcastically and Wren gave him a pointed look. “If I didn’t care about you as much as I do, I’d have you bent over the arm of this couch and be riding you like a stolen bike,” he said. “Ummm…” Hunter’s brow rose as he stared back and Wren rolled his eyes. “Tomorrow would be hideously awkward and I wouldn’t want to jeopardize our friendship,” he explained and Hunter frowned. “You don’t think it’s a little late to worry about awkward?” He asked and Wren shook his head. “Of course not. It was just a kiss,” he said and the memory of Hunter’s tongue sliding around his made his balls ache. “I only did it so you would stop worrying, it didn’t mean anything.”

    Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he’s dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I’m almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella.

    

    She can only dream about living the life the other kids her age are living. She knows that keeping Nathan safe will be worth all the sacrifices she is making.Caleb comes from money and lives a good life but can't help feeling like there is something missing. When he finds Hope working in a small Cafe, he can't help but to be intrigued by the beautiful woman. When fate gives him the opportunity to make a move, he finds himself in a world where all that matters is saving Hope.

    For a split second his grip loosened, giving me the opportunity to slap him again - yet as soon as I tried to hit him, he swiftly pushed me backwards, causing my back to collide with the wall. Still struggling, I looked up to see his obsidian eyes piercing into my own before he quickly cupped my face and roughly pressed his lips against mine.'Sixteen year old Louise 'Lou" Whitlock was minding her own business when a sudden turn of events hurls her in debt with hot headed Zachary Caldwell, the twenty four year old owner of the well-known Ebony Records company. However, after their initial hatred for one another, it becomes clear there's something more than what meets the eye between them, smouldering beneath the surface.With a large age gap, various love interests and many other obstacles to overcome, will they manage to stay together?

    When she’s not caring for patients in the cardiac ICU, she’s avoiding the heaps of leaves in her yard. When a beautiful woman with three young daughters moves into the house next door, Beth’s routine existence takes an unpredictable turn.Bridget Dobbins spends her days teaching online classes, researching family histories, and corralling three little girls. When her Aunt Martha’s home becomes available in the seaside town of Mystic, Connecticut, Bridget is compelled to make it her home. A glimpse of her new neighbor is all the confirmation she needs that Mystic is where she’s meant to live.On a chilly October afternoon, Bridget offers Beth a pie, and a neighborly greeting. A few shared apple pies, a mutual affinity for witches and wizards, and a collision of the past and present lead Beth and Bridget on a magical journey through friendship and romance. What is magic? If you ask Bridget Dobbins, she’ll tell you it all begins with Three Little Spells.Three Little Spells is a short romantic story with a dash of Halloween flair. Gather your witches, wizards, ghosts, goblins, spells, and curses and fall in love this Halloween.

    Find out What Lies Within each of these inspiring stories and watch as the characters learn to accept what makes them special. This collection features a series of fascinating short stories and excerpts for upcoming novels - all written by your favorite authors!M. SinclairL. StarfyreF. EastA.J. MaceyMelody CalderEverly TaylorLara G. ElmoreAshley AmyEileen TroemelPick up your copy today - all proceeds will be donated to Epilepsy Foundation!Contains +18 content.

    Heartbroken and devastated, Allison stomps her way towards the bar across the street, still on her wedding dress. Having the plan to drink her sorrows away, fate somehow has other things in mind. Meeting Ryder Black, he offers her more than just a drink. He offers her a marriage contract. Taken aback for a moment, Allison finally gives into the agreement after the prospect of getting back to his fiancé entices her. Now, they have to get their acts straight. But the plot is just unfolding. Things from her childhood flood Allison as she begins to connect the dots. Questions about the man she is bound to marry continue to bother her, especially now that the death of her mother and her current circumstances start to parallel. Who is Ryder Black, the man who suddenly appeared at the bar? What will she discover about her childhood? Will she be able to make sense of everything? Will Allison and Ryder hold up to their little act? Or will it evolve into something real?

    Danny Black doesn’t exist. Danny Black is, in reality, anthropology professor Luke Littlefield. After moving to West Hollywood to teach, Luke realizes that no one takes pretty boys seriously. As Luke says, no one has ever asked him how many college degrees he has when he’s standing shirtless at a photo shoot. Luke puts on thick glasses and baggy clothing to appear more professional. Life seems routine and safe, that is until he meets British film star Ian Stoddard. Luke admits that he has no idea who Ian is, and Ian finds that fact appealing.When a decades old murder is uncovered at the college, Luke and his anthropology students take the opportunity to construct a case study. Can Luke maintain his two separate identities and solve a decades old murder, or will it all blow up in his face?

     Every action has a consequence and this is the aftermath. My name is Kara Petersen. I am one of life’s survivors, but my life has not been easy. I am the product of a dysfunctional, broken home and parents who don’t care. Fallen from grace, abandoned and betrayed, I am now alone. Then there was hope. A boy, a saviour. He saved me, empowered me, and gave me the strength and courage to leave. To live. His actions will not be in vain. I will do whatever it takes to survive. My name is Sloan Foster. I am one of life’s failures, but my life has not been fair. I am the product of a loving home, a mother and father who adored each other, until death paved the way for the devil. Trapped inside a world with a gilded façade, I have always felt alone. Then there was hope. A girl, an angel, a beacon of pure light in the dark. She subconsciously called to me, reached deep into my soul, unknowingly claiming a part of myself I had let die years ago. I promised I would do whatever it took to be her protector. My promises were unachievable and futile. I will do whatever it takes to find her again. Please note this is a 36,000 word novella, chronicling the lives of Kara and Sloan and the ‘missing’ eight years. It is not a continuation of the present story, and should be read after Fractured and Tormented.

    And so she joins a wagon caravan, leaving behind the cold streets of Virginia to forge a new life as a mail order bride in California. The trail is long and dangerous, but with the help of Mr. Jackson, the caravan’s scout, they make their way through the western wilds. However, when her baby girl falls ill, Beth fears that once again she will lose someone she loves. Suddenly, Jackson becomes more than a scout. He is Beth’s only hope—and he has also made his way into her heart. A heart that is promised to another. But love will find us, wherever we are, and Christmas is a time for wishes to come true.