Jada Young, a determined journalist haunted by her parents' death at the hands of werewolves, finds herself drawn to her enigmatic boss, Fred Lucian. Despite her initial suspicions, Jada discovers Fred's secret: he is also a werewolf. Conflicted by her feelings and her lifelong quest to expose the truth about werewolves, Jada must confront her fears and prejudices as she navigates a dangerous romance. As their bond deepens, Jada begins to question everything she thought she knew about werewolves, love, and herself, leading to a gripping tale of redemption, acceptance, and forbidden passion.
In a cozy bedroom filled with morning light, a young girl stands before her closet, deliberating over her outfit choice. She selects a crisp blouse and a tailored skirt, aiming for a balance of professionalism and personal style. With a determined expression, she meticulously irons out any wrinkles, ensuring she presents herself with confidence.
Sitting at her desk, she reviews her resume and prepares thoughtful responses to potential interview questions. Nervous energy tingles through her fingertips as she rehearses her answers aloud, striving for clarity and poise. Beside her, a cup of steaming tea offers a comforting presence, soothing her jitters as she mentally prepares for the upcoming challenge.
Finally, she gathers her documents and takes one last look in the mirror, adjusting her posture and offering herself a reassuring smile, she runs out of the room.
As the clock ticks relentlessly, a sense of urgency fills the air in the cozy family home. From her room, the faint sound of hurried footsteps echoes down the hallway as Jada rushes to gather her belongings. Her heart races with the realization that time is slipping away faster than she anticipated.
Just as she reaches the front door, her father emerges from the living room, his gentle voice cutting through the frantic chaos. "Wait a moment, sweetheart," he says, his tone calm yet firm. With a concerned look, he gestures for her to pause, holding out a steaming cup of coffee.
Caught off guard, the young girl halts in her tracks, her breaths coming in short bursts as she tries to explain her haste. But her father simply offers a reassuring smile and places a hand on her shoulder, grounding her with his steady presence.
In that brief moment of connection, the urgency fades into the background as father and daughter share a meaningful exchange. With a grateful nod, the young girl accepts the warm cup of coffee, savoring the brief respite before she resumes her race against the clock, this time with a renewed sense of composure and support from her father.
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Jada stands on the bustling city sidewalk, her gaze fixed anxiously on the approaching taxis. With each passing cab, her anticipation grows, her fingers tapping nervously against her purse. As a yellow taxi pulls up to the curb, she exhales a sigh of relief and swiftly steps forward.
With a determined stride, Jada approaches the taxi, her heels clicking against the pavement. She exchanges a quick nod with the driver before sliding into the backseat, the scent of leather and air freshener enveloping her senses. As the taxi pulls away from the curb, Jada's nerves begin to dissipate, replaced by a newfound sense of focus.
Peering out the window, she watches the cityscape blur past, buildings rising and falling like waves against the skyline. With each passing moment, Jada mentally rehearses her responses to potential interview questions, her confidence growing with each word.
As the taxi slows to a stop outside the interview venue, Jada's heart quickens with anticipation. With a grateful smile, she thanks the driver and steps out onto the bustling sidewalk once more, her head held high and her determination unwavering. Ready to seize the opportunity that awaits her, Jada strides confidently towards the building, her interview just moments away.
As Jada steps out of the taxi, her focus sharpens on the interview ahead. But in her haste, she collides with a tall, impeccably dressed young man, causing both of them to stagger backward. His piercing gaze meets hers, momentarily locking them in a charged silence.
"I'm so sorry," Jada mutters, her voice tinged with frustration as she hastily adjusts her bag. Without waiting for a response, she attempts to sidestep him, eager to put the encounter behind her.
However, the young man's expression darkens, his features contorting with offense. "Watch where you're going," he snaps, his tone laced with arrogance. "Some of us have places to be."
Jada's cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and indignation. Before she can respond, he brushes past her, his tailored suit swishing with each confident step. The encounter leaves a bitter taste in Jada's mouth, stirring a storm of conflicting emotions within her.
For a brief moment, she considers letting it go and focusing on her interview. But a defiant fire ignites in her chest, compelling her to confront the arrogant stranger. With determined strides, she follows in his wake, her resolve steeling against the looming confrontation.
As Jada catches up to the young man, her frustration boils over, and she confronts him with an icy tone. "Excuse me, but I was just as much at fault as you were. No need to be so rude," she retorts, her words sharp with irritation.
The young man turns to face her, his expression incredulous. "You're the one who bumped into me," he counters, his voice dripping with disdain.
Before Jada can respond, another man suddenly approaches, his demeanor calm yet authoritative. "Is there a problem here?" he asks, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
Jada hesitates, her anger momentarily subsiding as she meets the stranger's gaze. Sensing the gravity of the situation, she takes a deep breath, willing herself to regain her composure.
The newcomer addresses both Jada and the young man with a measured tone. "Let's all take a step back and calm down," he suggests, his words carrying a sense of wisdom and diplomacy.
Feeling chastened by the stranger's intervention, Jada nods silently, swallowing her pride in the face of his reasoned approach.
Jada retreats to a nearby chair, her heart still racing from the confrontation. With a sigh, she sinks into the seat, her eyes scanning the room as she observes the ebb and flow of nervous energy. People come and go, their names called one by one as they are ushered into the interview room.
Each passing moment feels like an eternity as Jada waits her turn, her anticipation mounting with each name called. Doubt begins to creep into her mind, whispering the familiar refrain of insecurity and fear of failure.
Jason Jefferson was left alone at age ten when his little brother was born. He was the secret son of Raphael Jefferson, a rich businessman. People looked down on Jason, and his family ignored him. He lived mostly on the streets. His sister Jasmine also ran away and became a prostitute. Later, Jason found her and helped her. Years later, Raphael Jefferson lost all his money. To save his business, he needs to find Jason. He has to talk to Emily Robinson, Jason's mother, to do this. Twenty years before, Raphael's wife Jessie found out she couldn't have babies. She had too many abortions. Jessie wanted a baby badly. She asked Emily, their maid, to have a baby for them. Jason and Jasmine stuck together even when their parents didn't care for them. Now Raphael wants to find the son he left behind. Can Raphael make things right after ignoring his son for so long? How will Jason feel when his dad wants to talk to him now? Will he forgive his father or be angry?
Nancy Owens's youth was the worst she could have had. After her mother died, her father hurt her, and she was picked on at school her whole life because she was overweight. Keith Carter. He was rude, cocky, and a real jerk. Keith is a real playboy. He has good looks and will soon be the CEO of a multibillion-dollar business. He doesn't care what other people think or how he makes them feel. What will happen when they run into each other?
PHIL BRANDON, the heir to the Brandon's Enterprise, and JESSICA HILL, the daughter of a drug addict and gambler, erroneously had a one night stand during one of his business trips to Los Angeles. Though he didn't see her face, he finds it hard to forget about her, desiring her body. He goes all out in search of her, but, unfortunately, his father's death temporarily halts his search for this strange lady, as he 'struggles' to step and fit into his shoe. But will fate favor him?
She was sold to the ruthless Alpha by her own biological older brother due to greed and she got pregnant for the Alpha. Oblivious to what life has for her, she discovers a hidden truth surrounding her pregnancy that breaks her into pieces. She decided to elope with pregnancy to a distant pack to start afresh. Now he wants her back in his life. Did he succeed? Find out in this intriguing story.
Dianthe Sage knows two things for sure: The fact that she has a fairy name and is part fae Dianthe woke up in a strange realm with no clothes and no memories. Two strange and rude strangers dragged her by the scruff to the Earth realm. They are eager to give her to their boss, a foe they won't name who has a vague plan. But, in an amazing turn of events, she is saved quickly by a small group of people who talk to each other in English. Who is Alpha? Beta? Are we friends? The so-called damsel-in-distress asks for help while getting to know Gideon Murray, the careful, sweet-smelling head of the group. Her direct, sure-of-herself manner makes Gideon watch her closely as she moves around his strange surroundings. Both are looking for solutions and for some reason, they are drawn to each other. She is... (Who are they?) What happened to her family? And is she really the damsel in distress of the story?
You don't have to feel uncomfortable because of me." "Someone stole something valuable from me, I'm only here to get it back. "I'll be off with the girl who stole my heart soon." He said calmly. I was shattered, he had come for someone else. She was probably his new mate. I was sad to see he moved on so easily after rejecting me. I could feel my heart get torn to shreds. I couldn't help but get curious about what his new mate looked like, or who she was. Tears of jealousy choked my heart, trying to force it's way through my eyes. I took a deep breath and forced a smile, I was never going to let him get the best of me. I turned to him wearing a bright smile. "Good luck."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
"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."
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!