After suffering a bad fall on the ice, Dalia finds herself at crossroads in her life. Ryan a gorgeous stranger gives her an ultimatum, forcing her to choose between himself, a guy who promises her a chance at becoming all that she can be or Adam the boy that she's in love with. Hearts are broken as Dalia's boundaries and courage are tested in this epic love story. With the Olympic Games over, the competition for Dalia's heart begins. Dalia was forced to give up Adam the guy of her dreams to pursue a skating career with her gorgeous partner Ryan. Now that the Olympics are over and Canada's favourite couple has returned, there's nothing stopping Adam from reclaiming the love of his life, except Ryan of course! In an attempt to find his way back into his ex-girlfriends life, Adam offers Dalia the opportunity of a lifetime: She will direct a television show that will air nationwide, earning her power and money she never dreamed of having. Everything goes according to plan until Global executives insist Adam hires Dalia's ex-husband and figure skating partner Ryan to work with her on the show. The station argues that Ryan's presence will attract more viewers and possibly reunite Canada's favourite couple. The tension mounts as the history of this love triangle finally comes to a head in the conclusion of the trilogy, Trapped in his love.
Chapter 1
I finish drying my blades and cover them before shoving my figure skates into my bag. The change room is deserted now, because it's taken me this long just to get ready to leave. Minutes before the Zamboni took to the ice, I fell on my umpteenth attempt at a triple axel. I've been working on that jump for over a year now, and I still can't get it.
Competitors two years younger than myself can land it, and they even make it look easy, so why can't I do it? My parents are getting frustrated watching my multiple attempts, they don't even come to the rink anymore.
As I get up from the bench, I feel this new pulling sensation in my hamstrings. I hobble out of the change room towards the front doors. Beams of sunlight stream through the lobby, I know if I didn't hurry I'm going to be late for school.
My mom's white Acura is parked by itself at the far end of the parking lot. I curse myself for not foreseeing the possibility of injury and choosing a spot closer to the front doors. I hobble through the parking lot with my skating bag slung over my shoulder, each step is more painful than the last. I reflect bitterly on my skating career and wonder if it is time to pack it in for a more normal life.
My friend Tara has been encouraging me since freshman year of high school to start spending more time with her. She wants to go out, do things, meet more boys. I always give her excuses, hardly able to spare free time for her. Her patience with me is wearing thin, and her dedication to our friendship is sorely being tested frequently.
As my butt clumsily hits the car seat, a sharper pain sears down my calf, I swear to myself things are going to be different. I never want to set foot in another ice arena for as long as I live. I stare out the
windshield to what appears to be a promising day and insert the key into the ignition. The car comes to life and I'm off to school.
I make it to class ambulating in the hallways like a ninety year old arthritic man with just under two minutes to spare. I carefully lower myself onto my assigned chair. Homeroom is only ten minutes long so I know I will have to get up from my chair immediately after making myself comfortable. There's absolutely no reprieve for me today.
The principal comes across the p.a. speaker saying, "Will everyone please stand for the playing of O'Canada and our morning prayer." Using my desk and my chair for support I slowly rise as the static plays with bits of the anthem in the background. The Catholic School Board really needs to invest in new equipment. There is a pause and then the principal comes back on to give us his usual long winded morning prayer. Today the focus is on a cure for Ebola.
Adam, a guy who has no idea I exist whispers to me, "Are you okay?
You're moving around like you're debilitated or something. What happened to you?" He's, the cutest guy in sophomore class, I only see him for ten minutes each day and the only time he notices me is when I'm lame.
He stands at least six feet tall making him the shortest guy on our schools basketball team. His shaggy dirty blond hair hangs over the most
gorgeous set of puppy-dog brown eyes I've ever seen. His facial features look like they are drawn with a ruler, and his beefy body is littered with muscles. He's far from tall and lanky which is what all the other guys
look like who are his age and on the basketball team.
Mrs. Uptite our teacher lowers her glasses and glares directly at Adam sending him this nasty look for talking during her attendance. He ignores her just nodding back when his name is called. This buys me a second of time to admire him without the fear of him catching me drooling.
"Skating injury," I whisper back. The loud bell rings signalling for us to proceed to our first period. I ease myself out of my chair and swing my bag over my shoulder not realizing he's watching me. It's too late to
disguise my agony.
"You better get that looked at," he comments.
"Thanks," I grimace stepping forward with my sore leg, a sharp pain shoots down into my knee. Taken by surprise, my knee buckles and I almost collapse, but Adam is there and he catches me.
Oh.My.Lucky.Stars! I'm breathless as I find myself in his arms, the most gorgeous guy in the tenth grade. I so can't wait to tell Tara. He helps me up and lets me lean on him for support. I coach myself to breath, as I immediately try to regain my composure, "You shouldn't be walking on it if you're in that much pain," he wisely comments.
I try massaging my leg, "It wasn't this bad before." "Can I help you go anywhere?"
"Uh, sure, I have my mother's car," I stammer.
"Will you be able to drive?" He asks, his cute face contorting.
"Sure, I think once I get in the car I'll be fine." That's all the encouragement he seems to need. He takes my bag and places it over his shoulder and then hoists me up into his arms.
Suddenly my day is getting a whole lot better. I wrap my arms around his neck touching his soft hair in the process and then I sniff quietly trying to pick up the subtle scent of his cologne. He looks at me startled, "Did you just smell me?"
Mortified at being caught I turn red with embarrassment and start chuckling. Clearly amused, our eyes lock and I feel a flash of nervousness. For a second it is like in the movies just before the guy kisses the girl, he looks at her lips and then into her eyes before looking back down at her lips again. I swear if we would have been anywhere but here, in the corridor of the school he probably would have kissed me. The mood is instantaneously lost as friends start bumping into us with curious expressions on their faces. Everyone parts ways for us as he continues carrying me. If not for the pain searing down my leg, the ride in his arms would have been way more enjoyable.
"I'm taking you to the hospital," he insists, "in MY car." "You'll miss school," I argue.
"All the more reason," he grins.
He carries me to his new looking black mustang that is parked only a
couple of cars away from mine. He carefully lowers me down onto the ground so he can get his keys from his pocket.
"I'll drop you off at the emergency department," he suggests.
"The emergency department? You think it's that serious?" I question.
"You can't walk," he points out.
"It's going to take hours," I complain.
He shrugs, "I can afford to miss a day of school."
"I better text my mother," I say pulling out my phone from the side pocket of my purse.
Dalia: Mom R U there?
Mom: Yes
Dalia: I had 2 leave school & go 2 the hospital.
Mom: What happened? R U Ok?
Dalia: It's my R. leg. Fell hard.
Mom: Triple Axel?
Dalia: Ya, Adam (classmate) is taking me there now.
Mom: Why didn't U go sooner?
Dalia: It got worse after I got off the ice.
Mom: I'll meet U there.
Dalia: U don't need 2. I'll text U when I'm done. Adam's with me, I'll B fine.
Mom: I want 2 hear what the doctor says.
Dalia: I'll get them 2 call U
"Is she meeting us there?" asks Adam.
"No, I told her she doesn't have to, I'll call or text her when I know more."
He drives stick and every time he changes gears I'm forced back into my seat.
"I like your car," I compliment.
His lip curls in response. I gently toss my phone back into my bag and try not to look over in his direction until we arrive at the hospital.
BLURB "You are a danger to my health, AVIANA, let me have you," Duncan drawled, his hands on my waist, pulling me against his hard member. "I...I... " i stammered. Even though I knew n was getting myself into dangerous territory, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. Ever part of my body was screaming for his touch and I could no longer deny his touch. "Tell me yes, let me pleasure your body," he whispered against my neck," I moaned out involuntarily and before I could stop myself, I yelled, "Please, fuck me!" Aviana Grey has spent nearly two decades chasing shadows, determined to uncover the truth about her mother's murder at the hands of the Iron Vine Mafia. After years of preparation, she finally gains the opportunity to infiltrate the Mafia, but her plans take an unexpected turn when she meets Duncan, their ruthless leader and Alpha werewolf. As she delves deeper into their world, she discovers secrets that blur the line between human and monster-and finds herself irresistibly drawn to the one man she's sworn to destroy.
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.
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Don't play doctor with your daddy's best friend. Especially when it gets you pregnant. One night with Doctor McHottie has him exploring every inch of my anatomy. It was supposed to be a fun fling with an out-of-towner. He turns out to be the new doctor and my daddy's best friend. An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but he keeps coming back for more. I'm in trouble. Now I'm falling for this chiseled silver fox who looks like he just walked off the set of Grey's Anatomy. This is so wrong. He's way older. He's my dad's best friend. He's a doctor. And I just found out he's the father of the baby in my belly...
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.