Haunted Beasts
/1/127579/coverbig.jpg?v=2ea34f2e2c2f3053a637d5acfe2fbf25)
His Unwanted Wife, The Hidden Genius
I flew back to New York on my twenty-fifth birthday, carrying vintage gold cufflinks I spent weeks finding for my billionaire husband, Declan. But when I walked into our townhouse, I found him throwing a massive victory party with Sloane, a glamorous socialite, standing by his side as the proud hostess. "Don't cause a scene. Go upstairs." Declan coldly dismissed me in front of his guests. Even Poppy, the rookie player whose shattered ankle I had painstakingly rebuilt, rolled her eyes and ignored me to suck up to Sloane. Hiding in the shadows, I heard the maids gossiping that everyone thought Sloane was the future Mrs. Hartford. To make matters worse, I discovered Sloane had stolen my anonymous, groundbreaking medical algorithm and was planning to present it as her own. First my husband, then the girl I mentored like family, and now the scientific foundation I had built with my own hands. Declan even texted me to cancel our birthday breakfast without a single apology, treating me like an annoying afterthought. My tears vanished, replaced by a freezing clarity. I signed the divorce papers, leaving them on his desk with zero demands for his money. Then I packed my bags, booked a one-way ticket to Boston, and prepared to destroy them on the global stage.
Chapter 1
Aurelia Vance POV:
I had been married to Declan Hartford for three years.
Today was my twenty-fifth birthday, and I had flown back from Boston in secret, hoping for one quiet evening with my husband.
I'd spent a week carefully picking out a pair of gold cufflinks as a gift for my husband.
But the laughter spilling from the front door told me I was already too late: the woman who had taken my place at his side was already inside.
The heavy oak door swung open before I reached the porch. Three young players from the New York Titans, Declan's NHL franchise, stumbled out with crystal tumblers of scotch, laughing loudly. They barely glanced at me as they passed.
I stepped into the grand foyer. The heat hit me instantly,expensive champagne, roasted tenderloin, cigar smoke.
Dozens of people filled the double parlor: executives, scouts, wives in designer dresses.
In the center stood Declan, tall and broad in a bespoke charcoal suit. Beside him, laughing into his ear, was Sloane Whitfield, her backless silver dress catching the chandelier light. Her hand rested on his forearm like she belonged there.
Before I could take another breath, a blur of blonde hair darted past my elbow.
"Sloane!" Poppy Delacroix cried, throwing her arms around Sloane's slender waist. "You were completely right about the catering! This is literally the best victory party the team has ever had!"
Poppy is fourteen, a junior elite forward prospect.
I scouted her two years ago from a crumbling youth league, back when she was at her lowest.
Her parents had once shown me great kindness, and I knew they had already passed away, leaving her all alone in the world.
Declan and I adopted her together.
I rebuilt her shattered ankle with a custom rehabilitation plan.
I had always loved and cared for her as both a mother and a sister.
Now, she did not even glance in my direction.
Declan turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd until his eyes locked onto mine. The easy grin on his sharp jaw vanished instantly. His brows drew together in a hard, irritated line.
He excused himself from Sloane, cutting through the throng of players with long, impatient strides.
"Aurelia," Declan said, stopping two feet in front of me. His voice carried zero warmth. "What are you doing here?"
My throat felt like sandpaper.
"I took the four o'clock flight from Boston," I whispered, clutching the strap of my bag until my knuckles turned white. "It is my birthday, Declan. I thought we could—"
"We are celebrating the division win," he cut in, his tone sharp enough to draw blood. "The board is here. The sponsors are here. Sloane spent four consecutive days coordinating this event so the organization could project stability."
He did not look at me. His gaze slid past my shoulder to the bar, like I was a waitress who had wandered into the wrong room.
"Don't cause a scene," he added quietly. "Go upstairs."
A soft, mocking murmur rippled through a cluster of players' wives standing near the grand staircase. Two women with platinum blowouts exchanged knowing glances over their flutes of Dom Pérignon.
"I didn't know," I said, my voice barely audible over the swelling music. "I am sorry."
I turned toward the staircase, my legs trembling beneath my wool trousers.
Near the landing, Poppy was adjusting her designer jacket in the hallway mirror.
"Poppy," I said softly, pausing beside her. "How is your ankle feeling after Thursday's third period? Did you complete the isometric sequence I sent?"
Poppy rolled her eyes, sighing loudly as she pulled out her phone.
"Aurelia, please, not right now," she muttered without looking at me. "Sloane is introducing me to a marketing director from one of our partners. I don't have time for your spreadsheets."
The dismissive edge in her voice hit me harder than Declan's coldness. I had stayed up until three in the morning reviewing her biomechanical scans while she was recovering from surgery, and now I was just an annoyance in the way of her social ascent.
I walked up the rest of the stairs and entered the primary suite—the massive, sterile bedroom allocated to me under our prenuptial agreement.
I sat on the edge of the mattress and pulled out the velvet box. The gold cufflinks gleamed under the bedside lamp, cold and useless.
Downstairs, cheers erupted. The sound vibrated through the floorboards.
I walked to the French doors overlooking the rear garden. Down on the illuminated patio, Sloane was directing two servers by an ice sculpture. Declan stood beside her, his head bent down as he listened to her speak, his hand casually brushing the small of her back.
They looked like the couple the city expected them to be.
My phone buzzed in my coat pocket. I pulled it out, hoping against hope.
It was an email notification.
"Happy Birthday, Aurelia. Remember that true science requires patience and solitude. You are meant for greater arenas than New York boardrooms. -Dr. Edmund Sterling."
My mentor at Harvard was the only person in the world who had remembered.
I typed a brief "Thank you, Professor" and shut off the screen.
Hours passed. The bass eventually quieted, replaced by the occasional clatter of glassware and slamming car doors. My throat burned with thirst.
At two in the morning, I padded downstairs in my stocking feet to fetch a glass of water from the butler's pantry.
As I rounded the corner near the service hallway, the voices of two newly hired catering maids stopped me dead in my tracks.
"Miss Whitfield is stunning," the first girl whispered, scraping dessert plates into a bin. "Mr. Hartford's girlfriend carries herself like royalty."
"A girlfriend?" the other asked, pausing. "But isn't Mr. Hartford rumored to be married? Is it inappropriate to be this close with Whitfield?"
"Married?Where did that come from? Even if there was one, they must have split long ago. I've worked three events here this month, and Miss Whitfield is the only woman hosting by his side. Everyone knows she's the future Mrs. Hartford."
I shrank back into the cold shadow of the archway, my blood turning to ice.
In the home where I held a legal marriage certificate, my presence had already been wiped clean.
/0/84751/coverbig.jpg?v=1009f1babbff9b55ac86d4860801b34c)
HAUNTED ALPHA
The protagonists meet and fall completely in love with each other. The Alpha has his girlfriend, Lauren, the witch from the pack's coven. Lauren, besotted with the alpha, places him under a spell. Farah Jenkins is the one who orders the kidnapping of the alpha's sister. She hates him because, accord
/0/20340/coverbig.jpg?v=070b8120b7eabce1cb2fb2c5c13612b8)
A haunted Love
Janis is new to New York and doesn't know anyone until she meets two of the sexiest men she has ever seen. She starts to like them both but feels something is off. It just seems a little to good to be true. Can you fall for two men at once? Will all the secrets and lies destroy her and everything sh
/0/44042/coverbig.jpg?v=68e069fbf512f1f94094b091b3c67eff)
MY HAUNTED SHADOW
This book "My Haunted Shadow " explains a lot about betrayal and how Alexander and his wife are unaware of their son's predicament. It is the first point of contact between the reader and the story, and it can determine the success or failure of the book. That's why I decided to name my novel "H
/0/16069/coverbig.jpg?v=c53f77ac19b010d7131ee1a4c70731db)
/0/24615/coverbig.jpg?v=967195f5c9b1b72e671078dc6ba6636c)
Haunted Love
Haunted love (He killed her sister and she promised to get revenge.) Meet cole a wealthy business man who is ready to do anything to keep his business on the right track. What happens when he made a gravely mistake by killing someone who was used as a camouflage thinking it was the real perso
/0/1428/coverbig.jpg?v=2262fb578f4c9c192d9cb848fd4cb4a3)
The Beasts of Tarzan
The story begins two years after the conclusion of the previous book, around 1913, when Tarzan is 24 years old. Tarzan (Lord Greystoke) and Jane have had a son, whom they've named Jack. Tarzan has spent much time building an estate home on the Waziri lands in Uziri, Africa, but has returned to his a
/0/88867/coverbig.jpg?v=239e1a82e447c0c0783a1458a6651cee)
The Omega's Beasts
When Skylar North's twin brother, Valerian North, the only alpha wolf in the North family, is suddenly found dead with a suicide note attached to his body after just two months in the prestigious Alpha high school, Rosendale, his only remaining family, Skylar has questions. Her brother wrote to her
/0/20538/coverbig.jpg?v=b71062fb2a7c087f0fe1cd7181e69ee8)
Her Haunted Millionaire
Raphaël Sauvage had resigned himself to his misery and to his darkness. Work was all he lived to do anyway and he had no plans to change anything. Nothing was worth changing for. Until she appeared. WARNING: May contain scenes of explicit romance, extreme violence, physical abuse, also may contain
/0/37384/coverbig.jpg?v=a4c6b2df6df400a73ad9601caa46d242)
Alpha Rolf's Haunted Mate
“What did you do to me?” She asked, taking labored breaths. “My injuries. They’re gone. How did you do that?” he asked. "Did I?” “I’m Rolf by the way. What should I call my savior?” She hesitated for a while giving him a hard look over. “Adele. You can call me Adele.” *** Adele woo
/0/42503/coverbig.jpg?v=8129e08c5be673a953fc32d0071ef17d)
Haunted Manor Unveiled
Dark clouds loomed over the old town of Ravenswood, casting an eerie shadow on the lonely and derelict manor that sat atop the hill. The locals whispered tales of a cursed estate, haunted by restless spirits from a forgotten past. Yet, despite the warnings and the chilling tales, the manor had been
/0/1491/coverbig.jpg?v=e6d5774d576d67aa0a075731611ee517)
The Haunted Bookshop
"When you sell a man a book," says Roger Mifflin, protagonist of these classic bookselling novels, "you don't sell him just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue you sell him a whole new life." The new life the itinerant bookman delivers to Helen McGill, the narrator of Parnassus on Wheels, provid
/0/60589/coverbig.jpg?v=e115eb6cf7fb572abde9c8bc57bf5e96)
Living In The Haunted House
Because I was greedy for a cheap place to live, I moved into a haunted house. The old beggar downstairs warned me in terror, "Miss, this house is haunted, you can't live here!" I smiled and reassured him, "It's okay, I'm even poorer than the ghosts, so if I move in, I'll be the one causing trouble."
/0/25011/coverbig.jpg?v=88214d6b45570198e54c4a8206c1938e)
Haunted by the past
Tina is born in a traditional family who hold traditional values sacred, but a whim of obsession which she mistakes for love makes her defy the ways of the tradition. The gods are not happy, but it's too late for her and she can't avoid the repercussions because it's the will of the gods.
/0/28872/coverbig.jpg?v=9ad2582b4f252ab1dbee87e7b9aea375)
Ravished by the Beasts
Animal Biologist, Isobelle Harding, lands the opportunity of a lifetime when the University sends her abroad to study a rare species of wolf. Unaware that the remote state of Whitehaven is a sanctuary for shifters, her presence captures the attention of the Bennett Brothers. The quadruplet werewolve
/1/125403/coverbig.jpg?v=7a2f425bdabe621c43499c82deec6c57)
One Bride, Five Beasts
After working herself to death, Hannah woke inside a werecreature novel as a doomed villainess with five mates her father had captured and forced into bonds. Worse, the original Hannah had abused them so badly they were destined to rebel and destroy her. Determined to survive, she planned to f
/1/113989/coverbig.jpg?v=f5242b3210cdc5357d467f2751900132)
Bride of the Beasts
The Scions rule the world now. Once born of celestial light, they turned on their makers and claimed the earth for themselves. But victory came with a price-every daughter of their kind has withered into dust, and extinction looms. So they hunt human women to keep their bloodline alive. Anwen ha
/0/1188/coverbig.jpg?v=f12965de8c028ef29163d51c10bf0aca)
Beasts, Men and Gods
When one of the leading publicists in America, Dr. Albert Shaw of the Review of Reviews, after reading the manuscript of Part I of this volume, characterized the author as The Robinson Crusoe of the Twentieth Century, he touched the feature of the narrative which is at once most attractive and most
/0/74878/coverbig.jpg?v=0e4714fcdc6bb3141079b4b3678560ae)
HAUNTED BY THE HANDSOME GHOST
When Maddie found out she was not the only one living in her new house, she shudder in fear and curiosity. Why is it here? Why she always having a weird dream about someone memories? After fighting with herself with what she should do about a handsome ghost in her house, Maddie decided to help h
/0/42712/coverbig.jpg?v=0f5ce889159c98e3c0708deb078fee09)
Haunted Heart of the Heiress
"What is it? Who sent it?" "It's the usual," Lucy replied with a shrug. "Ah," Adrienne took the package from Lucy and opened it. Inside, there was a red, sexy dress and matching heels, along with a note. The note read, "Wear this tonight ~ BOSS." ***** Adrienne is a woman who has it
/0/39075/coverbig.jpg?v=7b8b56f563f8881e4b30dd46eec9d8e0)
A GIRL FOR THE BEASTS
WARNING POLYANDRY NOT POLYGAMY!!! First mate by accident The second mate is the one she loves. The third mate with the permission of the second partner The fourth mate is both reciprocal and political. ***** Suddenly in the middle of nowhere... A girl enters a strange forest with a view that is
