In a quiet town lies a striking, successful surgeon, Cole Becker. A man so enticing he captures the attention of every woman he meets. Admired for his impeccable looks, bustling medical career and his enchanting son, Cole's life seems the very embodiment of perfection. However, despite all his achievements, there is an empty spot in his life longing to be filled - the need for a loving woman. Allie O'Keefe, the new girl next door, couldn't help but notice her enchanting neighbor. As an innocent and pure 24-year-old fleeing from the hectic city life, the allure of a simple life next to the alluring doctor becomes increasingly irresistible. Allie, oblivious of the depths and layers hidden behind Cole's charismatic façade, gets lured into his captivating world. As the spark between them begins to kindle, Allie gradually becomes aware of Cole's haunting secrets, causing an unforeseen storm in their emerging romance. Despite the intensity of their blossoming relationship, Cole's obscure past becomes an imminent threat. With their love story hanging in the balance, the question arises - can love overcome the dark and unsaid mysteries of one's past or is it destined to fall apart?
Allie's [POV]
I could tell from the look on my mother's face that she was not impressed with my new place. Disgusted might be a better word, or maybe that was a pity; with her, it was hard to tell sometimes. We were sitting at the kitchen table, and the blueberry muffins I had picked up earlier from Brown Bag Bakery were still slightly warm. The butter was organic and local, from grass-fed cows. All the sorts of things I would've thought she'd appreciate. The kitchen floor had black and white tiles and glass door cabinets with little panes that made me feel like the cups and plates were outside a window, looking in on me. I chose not to share this thought with her; she'd probably tell me it was clear that thinking something like that meant I was going insane because I'd been living out in the country for too long.
"It's so..." My mother made a face. "It's so quiet. What on earth are you going to do with yourself up here?"
"I don't know. I've been managing all right so far."
She broke a piece off from one of the muffins, the gold bangles on her wrist jangling. "You say that now, but you've only been up here a week. Just wait until the newness wears off-then you'll be crying to move back to the city, where, you know, life is actually happening. Are there any restaurants? Delivery? What happens if you don't want to cook dinner one night, but no one will deliver because you live out here in the sticks?"
I moved up to Chapin, Maine from Boston because I couldn't deal with city life anymore. I had never lived in a rural area like this, where the trees outnumbered both the people and the buildings, but so far, I liked it. I liked the feel of all the space around me, of the clean fresh air, of the relative quiet at night.
I'd searched on Craigslist and found my own little house, too. It was a winterized cottage, a small two-bedroom with blueberry bushes and a split rail fence. There was an overgrown garden in the back that I'd been thinking about maybe doing something with. I just liked the fact that I had a yard, even if it meant a lawn that I would have to mow. I'd never mowed a lawn before, but I didn't care; I loved that the place was mine, that it was a dwelling not attached to any others, and that I wasn't above or below anyone.
I took a sip of my coffee and chose not to tell her a large part of the reason I had fled Boston, to begin with, was because I couldn't be in her vicinity anymore. Not that I didn't want to be around my mother, but I simply couldn't stand being around my stepfather, Bill. It had gotten worse over the years, though my mother was somehow blind to it all. How was that possible? The few times I had tried to talk to her about it, she had gotten irrationally angry and said that I was jealous and ungrateful. That Bill had provided for us over the years-more than just provided for us, allowed us to live a very well-off existence in a Beacon Hill brownstone-and that I couldn't seem to appreciate the fact that there were probably a million other girls who would be willing to trade places with me in a heartbeat.
Bill, for his part, always gave me this wounded look whenever my mother was around, but when we were alone (which I tried to make sure never happened), that wounded look would change to something more predatory, though he hadn't tried to make any moves on me since that night when I was 15.
"You just wait," my mother said. "Once the novelty of this place wears off, you'll be-" She stopped and straightened, looking out the window. "Now who is that?" she said.
My next-door neighbor had just stepped outside. The houses in this part of town weren't right on top of each other, but they were close enough that friendly neighborhood interaction was a requirement.
"I assume that's one of my neighbors," I said.
My mother craned her neck, squinting. "He's very handsome. You haven't met him yet?"
"No."
"I'm surprised he hasn't come over to introduce himself."
"I think he's pretty busy. He's a doctor."
"A doctor?" She sounded surprised like it was unheard of for a doctor to live anywhere but in a bustling metropolis. "He looks young to be a doctor. How do you know he's a doctor if you've never met him?"
"My other neighbor, Diane, told me. I have met her."
"Well." My mother picked up the paper napkin and dabbed it at the corners of her mouth. She stood up. "No time like the present."
"Mom-" I started, but it was too late, she was already pushing out the side door, striding across the yard, her blue Jimmy Choos stabbing the lawn as she went.
"Shit," I muttered as I stood up to follow. It would be easy to hide in here, but I wanted to make sure she didn't say something ridiculous.
By the time I caught up to her, my mother was already shaking his hand, laughing.
"Allie," she said. "This is Cole."
"Hey," he said, extending a hand to me. Up close, he was extremely good-looking-almost uncomfortably so-but I just pasted a smile on my face and shook his hand. My stepfather was good-looking too, and for the majority of my childhood I'd watched the way women had fallen over themselves around him. I imagined that people did the same for Cole, and I sure as hell wasn't about to be one of them.
"Nice to meet you," I said.
My mother beamed. "Allie just moved in."
"Yeah, we noticed that the For Rent sign had been taken down," Cole said. "Sorry that we haven't been over to introduce ourselves yet, but things have been kind of crazy this past week." He smiled, exposing a row of perfectly white, perfectly straight teeth.
"Don't worry about it," I said. "I've been pretty busy, too." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my mother's smile faltering-he had said we-but before she could inquire about a wife or a girlfriend, a little boy was suddenly there, weaving around us like an overexcited puppy.
"Oh!" my mother said, stepping back. "What-I mean, who is this?"
"This is Declan." Cole squatted down so he was at Declan's level. "Declan, these are our new neighbors. This is Allie and..." He looked at my mom. "I'm sorry, what did you say your name was again?"
"Jen."
"And her mom, Jen."
Declan, with big blue eyes and shaggy, light brown hair, grinned up at us. "Hi," he said.
"I'm not a new neighbor," my mother said. They both looked at her in confusion. "Just Allie is. I'm only visiting. I'll be returning to the city later today."
"I go to preschool," Declan said.
"You do?" I asked. "How old are you?"
"Four."
"What preschool do you go to?" I was going to be starting my new job on Monday at the Learning Center, which was a preschool the next town over.
"The Learning Center," Declan said proudly.
"Well, isn't that something!" my mother said. "That's where Allie is going to be working. That's the whole reason she moved to this town to begin with-because they offered her a job! Not that there aren't plenty of teaching opportunities in Boston, either."
"They're not really interested in hearing about that, Mom," I said. "Anyway, it was nice to meet you both, and it sounds like I'll be seeing you soon, Declan."
"Yeah, great meeting you," Cole said. "Sorry to rush off like this, but I've got to get Declan to school, and I've got a full day of patients."
"So, you are a doctor," my mother said.
Cole smiled. "Have you been inquiring about me?"
I winced inwardly. This whole first meeting was really going great.
"Diane had mentioned it," I said quickly.
"My dad's the best doctor," Declan said. "I want to be a firefighter when I grow up, though."
"That's a very good job to pick," I said. "Firefighters are very brave."
"I am brave! Look, I can pick up this spider." And he leaned down and plucked a rather scary-looking spider from the edge of the driveway. I almost jumped out of my skin just seeing the spindly legs and the black, bulbous body, but I forced a grin. "You are very brave," I said. Instead of squashing it, like many little boys his age would have, Declan carefully walked the spider over to the front lawn and put it down. "It's not bad if spiders get into the house," he said. "Because then they'll spin webs and catch other bugs, like mosquitos."
"All right, bud, let's say bye and get in the car," Cole said. "It was very nice to meet you two."
"You too," I said, and I waved at Declan as he went over and climbed into the back seat of the car.
"He wasn't wearing a wedding ring," my mother said once we were back in the kitchen.
Jackson King, the Alpha King, is desperate to secure his legacy and save his pack from extinction. He needs a surrogate to carry his child, and he's willing to pay handsomely for it. However, his chosen candidate, Layla Carlisle, a half-human and half-wolf, refuses his offer. Despite her initial rejection, Jackson is determined to make her change her mind, using any means necessary. As he struggles with his own darkness and the demands of his beast, Cain, Jackson must confront the consequences of his own cursed fate and the truth about his mate. Will Layla eventually agree to carry his child, or will Jackson's secrets and lies tear them apart?
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Sometimes, escaping the life you've known becomes a tempting salvation. That's the choice that Nate, an ex-band member grappling with a harrowing heroin addiction, makes when he opts to start anew on an island. His journey of recovery takes an unexpected twist when Abby, a woman also escaping her tumultuous past, enters the scene. Six years prior, the gruesome murder of Abby's mother and Abby's own brutal assault caught the nation's attention. While the two could not be more different, they find a compelling bond growing between them as Abby sees Nate's struggles and decides to lend a hand. Despite this newfound connection, Nate's world is rooted in Los Angeles, while Abby's cannot dare return to the mainland. With this difficult circumstance hanging over their heads, they find themselves faced with a significant question - Can they possibly nurture their sprouting romance despite their varying pasts and present realities?
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Warning: 18+ content for mature audiences. Book Excerpt: Donovan's POV Her enchanting green eyes that were alive with passion the day I told her she could go shopping are pale with only despair dancing in them. "Oh, I'm quite aware of my duties as your wife, Mr. Castellano." My eyes darken at the formal use of my name. I've told her to stop doing that. It feels wrong. Like she doesn't belong to me. I clench my jaw as I wait for her to finish her sentence but her cold smile widens. "Ah, you don't like when I call you Mr. Castellano, right? Too bad. You can't force my mouth to say what you want to hear." Blood rushes to my groin as her words settle in the tensed air between us. Does she realize the gravity of what she'd just said? Does she know she'd moaned my name while I had her wet cunt in her mouth? Does she know how needy she'd been when she wanted me to take her even though she wasn't awake? And is she aware that I know how bad she wants me in her dreams while she pretends in real life to hate me? She glares up at me while I seethe, looking down at her. "It's Donovan," I say darkly, resisting the pull of her lips and maintaining my vision at her eyes. "Mr. Castellano," she retorts. My face draws closer, getting ready to give her a punishing kiss but a harsh sound fills the room and then I realize, belatedly, that I'd just been slapped as my face swings to the side, turning away from Eliana. Eliana slapped me. Luis Santario's daughter just slapped me. Just like her father had done many nights ago. Shame fills me but it's quickly trampled upon by hot, violent anger. How dare she? How dare the whore?! Her cheek instantly goes red with the imprints of my fingers. Blood trickles from her nose and her hair that was up in a messy bun scatters all around her face. Eliana's head remains bowed as the blood from her nose drips onto her white bedcovers. ***** Eliana's POV I know I'm signing my death warrant by provoking him like this but what else can I do when he's already planned to kill me? I could just as well make it easier for him to by getting on his nerves. If I don't push him away, I'm scared I'll start to blur the lines between my dreams and reality. The Donovan in my dreams is drastically different from the one in real life. If my plans to escape from this marriage don't work, I may end up dead or worst, in love with Donovan Castellano. And I'd rather die now than to fall in love with him and die later. *** Many years ago, Donovan Castellano went through something that irrevocably changed him for the worst, and Eliana's father was to blame. Years later, Eliana's father dies. Eliana doesn't know her father's dark past or why Donovan Castellano bought her and then married her. But she knows he's out for blood and wants to kill her, but how long will she continue to defend herself when the way he touches her and kisses her in her dreams is starting to blur the lines between reality and fiction? Will Donovan succeed in finally getting revenge on Eliana for what her father did to him and will Eliana succeed in resisting her possessive mafia husband's advances even when he says he wants her dead? Read on to find out.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
**Completed If she were to make the choice again, she would never have let her two-faced, sickly sister use her as a personal blood bank. She simply wanted to live her own life. But in her previous life, she ended up neglecting that intimidating young boy. When she escaped the hospital in an anaemic state with nowhere to go, she fainted in the streets. He brought her home, took care of her meticulously, and cherished her. For countless long nights, he would kiss the ugly scar on her spine where they drew blood from her. Even after her death, he went mad and broke into the funeral to take her ice-cold body. Returning to when she was 16, Ji Bai seemed to not be afraid of him. When he stared at her from a dark and gloomy corner, Ji Bai looked back at him with a sweet smile and wanted to spoil him. *********** Support my new novel. Evil prince pampered Ghost Doctor Wife **********
"I will work for you till I pay back the amount in full.. I want to be a maid.. Please… I don't want to be a breeder" I started to plead once everyone left the ward.. He saw her begging but his stone cold heart didn't melt. "I never tasted a weak duckling Alpha.." He smirked and walked toward me.. I walked back with fear till I hit the wall. "I am not weak." I said in a low tone and tried to push him away.. But his solid body didn't move an inch.. I could not breathe properly because of his aura.. "I will make you beg me for pleasure…" His words disgusted me. I didn't talk back as his Alpha tone was overbearing.. I felt weak wherever he was touching me.. "You will be my toy till you get pregnant.." I turned my head away with disgust but he touched my cheek roughly and caught my chin. He made me look into his eyes.. His hand covered my neck and gripped it hard.. "I will come to you every night to f**k you.." His eyes became devilish as if he was looking at his prey.. Suddenly I felt scared of him more.. and my breathing became suffocating.. He is pressing my windpipe to make me suffer… My eyes become red while I shake my head slowly... "No… no.." I murmured and I forgot to breathe in his presence.. He was scaring hell out of me.. "Girl.. You will be lucky if you get pregnancy soon otherwise I will have my ways to f**k you.." I dropped my eyes not able to hear such f***y words.. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he loosened his grip.. I don't want to believe that my father sold me as a breeder.. I can't accept it.. "If you agree or not.. it doesn't matter.. spread your legs when I come to you.." He pushed me back again and the tip of his nose touched my cheek while I looked at him scarily.. He nibbled on the crook of my neck and kissed my sensitive places… "Remember I am your Alpha from now on and don't you dare to say no…" he said huskily and pushed me back fiercely.. His cruel and harsh words made me fall back on the ground..
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."