THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF

Modern

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Romance

I watched Ryan die. So how is Ben wearing his face? Six years ago, I watched my best friend--and secret crush--splatter all over the pavement. He died. I saw him. Yet, in the back of my mind, I've never stopped looking for him. Seeing him in crowds, in the classroom, in my dreams--and my nightmares

Werewolf

He asked me to take everything. Every kiss. Every fight. Every quiet morning he ever let himself be soft with me. Every single memory of the five years we spent loving each other in secret. He said it was the only way to keep me safe. That if he walked into the enemy's camp knowing he had a mate, th

Werewolf

Warning: It contains physical and s*xual abuse and anxiety attacks. Have you ever lived in hell and thought you would never leave it? If you had a new opportunity, would you accept it? This was the life of Sera, someone who lost his speech due to trauma and discovers at WolfPaws school a new life

Mafia

My name is Leo O' Connell, and I was just fourteen, the overlooked son in a crime family ruled by my tyrannical father. My only solace was my beautiful, quiet mother, Isabella, an outsider in our Irish world, sent as a peace offering from her Sicilian family. Then, my estranged older brother, Conn

Young Adult

Abby has always been identified as stutter girl. Her high school life was a complete disaster and she lived in her sister's shadow the entire time. Any chance she had at having a social life was brutally murdered after Scott Rogers mocked her about her stuttering their very first day of freshm

Werewolf

Mike had always felt he was the kind of man who finished last. But one night when he transformed into his wolf, everything changed. He sensed and found his mate, Agatha, the hunter's wife. He claimed her even though she's married and bound to Tyrone, spiraling their normal lives into a chaotic mess.

Literature

Oscar / The Boy Who Had His Own Way by Walter Aimwell

Fantasy

Dropped

Werewolf

Avery is the daughter of a strong Alpha of Moon Stone pack, however she is weak and she is treated like a slave in her own pack, her father decides to send her to a supernatural academy that would help her grow past her weakness and even be able to shift, there she finds out that her roommate happen

Adventure

I remember the very evening he came to Merivale. “Nubby” Tomkins had a cold on his chest, so Mathers and I stopped in from the half-hour “kick-about” in the playground before tea, being chums of Nubby’s. Whenever he gets a cold on the chest he thinks he is going to die,

Literature

The Boy Crusaders by John G. Edgar

Literature

The Boy Grew Older by Heywood Broun

Young Adult

The untimely death of his father was all it took to turn Zack Grover's life upside down. Overnight, the high school champion athlete turned into a bad boy after he shifted back to his hometown. However, twist of fate didn't stop there as the entry of his ex-girlfriend pushed him into much more chaos

Modern

A group of boys was assembled in an open field tothe west of the public schoolhouse in the town ofCrawford. Most of them held hats in their hands,while two, stationed sixty feet distant from eachother, were ``having catch.''

Literature

The class of boys described in the present volume was called into existence only a few years since, but they are already so numerous that one can scarcely ride down town by any conveyance without having one for a fellow-passenger. Most of them reside with their parents and have comfortable homes, bu

Literature

The Bobbin Boy by William M. Thayer

Literature

The Boy Trapper by Harry Castlemon

Literature

The Erie Train Boy by Horatio Alger

History

"I think--" began a tall, slenderly-built lad of sixteen, speaking in a somewhat indolent way; then suddenly he paused to look down through the trees to where the river gleamed below. "What's on your mind now, Rand?" his companion queried, a boy of about the same age, nearly as

Young Adult

"Do I seem like an idiot to you princess?" he sassed taking another agonizinly slow step towards me. "N-no" I stuttered out a blabbering mess, unable to think straight with his sudden closeness. "Do I have to show who you belong to again Bella?" "I-don't know" I whispered out too far gone within