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USA Today Bestselling Author Lauren Smith is an Oklahoma attorney by day, author by night who pens adventurous and edgy romance stories by the light of her smart phone flashlight app. She knew she was destined to be a romance writer when she attempted to re-write the entire Titanic movie just to save Jack from drowning. Connecting with readers by writing emotionally moving, realistic and sexy romances no matter what time period is her passion. She’s won multiple awards in several romance subgenres including: New England Reader’s Choice Awards, Greater Detroit BookSeller’s Best Awards, and a Semi-Finalist award for the Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Award. She was a 2018 RITA ® Finalist in the Romance Writers of America Contest. To connect with Lauren, visit her at www.laurensmithbooks.com Holding out for a hero? Eh, not so much. Felicity Hart doesn’t have the time or inclination for love. She’s too busy working her butt off to complete her Master’s Degree. So what is she doing at a Halloween party dressed like a Cinderella-wanna-be when she could be home studying?—or better yet, sleeping. Oh, God, yes. Sleeping Beauty had the best idea. What’s the worst that could happen if she catches a quick nap in the host’s bedroom? Well… Caught by the panty-dropping homeowner, Jared, her first instinct—aside from dying of embarrassment—is to run, but her sexy prince convinces her there’s no need to rush off into the night. There’s plenty of room in his bed for two. When she wakes up the next morning wrapped around him like a vine on Rapunzel’s tower, it’s not just her shoe she leaves behind, but her whole dress—and maybe, just maybe, a tiny sliver of her heart. With a little help from friends, Jared tracks down his runaway princess so he can return her dress. Over lunch they discover have much more in common than just sexual attraction. Jared might be a workaholic attorney, but his fun side is ready and willing to play…in the hot tub, in the shower…He’s the kind of man Felicity never thought existed: A damn good man with a bad boy’s soul. But can a fairy tale romance survive when the pressures of real life interfere? Or is happily-ever-after just make-believe?

You know me as the monster that lurks in the darkness. I may not fear sunlight, but I do fear crosses... or do I? What if Dracula's soul was replaced by that of an ordinary human—a genuinely good guy? And what if he were transmigrated into the medieval era of another world? As a human, he died painfully single. But after transmigration, he suddenly finds himself surrounded by beautiful maids and countless opportunities. So what will our Dracula—but definitely not legally Dracula—do? Well, that's all for the synopsis. Now, dive into the story and experience the adventure for yourself. If you enjoy it, don't forget to leave your thoughts in the comments. Share your feedback, tell me what you loved, what you hated, and what you'd like to see next. I promise I'll read and respond to every single comment. Enjoy the story!

Seraphina Delaire believes words are power. Nathaniel Clarke believes precision is control. They've been academic rivals since childhood - sharp-tongued, competitive, and far too familiar with each other's weaknesses. She argues in paragraphs. He responds in bullet points. She escalates. He calculates. In college, a forced research partnership reunites them once again - and a bureaucratic error turns that partnership into something legally binding. Married by paperwork and stuck waiting for an annulment, Sera and Nate must navigate gossip, family expectations, and the absurdity of pretending to be a functioning couple. The problem? Pretending is easy. Because no one knows Sera like Nate does. And no one sees through Nate like Sera can. As old rivalries blur into something far more dangerous, they're forced to confront a question neither of them is prepared to answer: What if this mistake was never accidental at all?

But I'm not your  only son alive, you've  got Joshua you even have pretty daughters too, I did not  ask for a share of your  property, I've got my own company and investment, I don't  care..... I bet he'll never see this coming....... its all mine, its all legally mine! He cried into the night sky. Read how a young wealthy man got betrayed and was left to think it was an outsider not knowing it was his own blood.

Marissa Lane is a brilliant, no-nonsense lawyer with a color-coded five-year plan and zero tolerance for chaos. Felix Evergreen is a spontaneous barista-magician who believes in fate, foam art, and fairy dust. When a wild night in Las Vegas ends in a surprise wedding officiated by an Elvis impersonator, Marissa wakes up to find herself legally bound to the most unpredictable man she’s ever met. To make matters worse, a caffeine-fueled prenup—written by Marissa herself on a napkin—forces them to live together for six months or forfeit something called “The Great Latte Fortune.” Now, this odd couple must survive magical mishaps, nosy neighbors, a suspicious parrot named Barbara, and feelings that neither of them planned for. As sparks fly and coffee spills, Marissa might just learn that love can’t be scheduled—and sometimes the biggest messes lead to the best memories.

Julian Navarro knows every frame of Lydia Vale’s forgotten filmography. He knows which stair collapses, which ray gun jams, and exactly when the fragile heroine is supposed to faint into a handsome man’s arms. He also knows Lydia vanished in 1967 without leaving a body. During an unauthorized midnight screening, Lydia looks through the television, calls Julian by name, and dies in a scene that never existed. A battered remote pulls him after her. Inside The Bride of Blackwater House, Julian is dressed as a dashing stranger, Lydia is forced into the role of a helpless heiress, and a cold interface gives him three seconds of Pause to change the ending. Saving her once is only the beginning. Lydia remembers every death. The films reset around her, the roles push against her body, and the thing she calls the Auteur keeps inventing worse finales. Each completed rescue unlocks another remote command Julian can use both on screen and at home. Each command also builds Static, drawing the attention of a secret media-containment office and letting the Auteur edit the real world in return. Between classes, shifts, archive thefts, and increasingly brutal pulp adventures, Julian must investigate the actress he thought he knew. Lydia must decide whether a fan who controls the exit can ever see her as a person. Before a Halloween broadcast puts her final death before millions of viewers, they have to recover her stolen identity, expose the conspiracy that made her films, and take the last cut away from the monster behind the camera.

(Completed on Wattpad) Being born into a pack is easy, but being accepted is even harder. I was born into a incredibly strong pack which had the beliefs of only the strong can survive and the weak will perish. Well I lived in my pack for the first two years of my life until it turns out I am blind. One small thing one big problem, for my pack that is. Despite being blind in a way I am not. Well this is my story of how I became who I am today. Made May,16,2015 Book upload Nov,9,2020 Disclosure, all creative rights belong to me, this is my own original work copying and distribution is to be noted as plagiarism.Distribution is not allowed without my consent and acknowledgment as my own work. The cover photo is not my own and was found online. Chapter uploads each week

Diamond Perez stars as the main character in a world full of unusual phase. On her eighteenth birthday, she found out a shocking news about Bob,her father and Freda, her own mother had successfully managed to keep it a secret all this while. But as old as she could remember, she didn't think of Bob as a loving father, he was a beast and abused her and her mother and hated them so much. He committed a sin she found unforgivable and definitely unforgettable. If killing him was going to appease her vengeful and traumatic being, what then was going to be her fate afterwards? Was she going to go scott free? Would she ever stand the sight of her mother? Was she even going to experience what it felt like finally being a young adult after getting involved in some shady business? Or worse, was she ever going to fall in love, then end up with a man like her step father after getting tricked to sign a contract that changed her entire world? He smiled, a very little one, as he slowly stood up from behind the desk and appeared in front of her, breathing hard against her face. Diamond stared back confidently at him, matching his fierce gaze. "The business we do, I told you, we agreed. Eighty percent goes to me, and twenty percent goes to you", He looked deeply into her eyes "And I take care of your clothing and feeding, even the damn jewellery and make up you wear." Ok, this man gets the trophy for being an appropriate bastard and she didn't deserve any of these hateful treatment, she deserved more than twenty percent. "Sixty percent and I guess I'll work for you" She told the already angry man. "What" He sighed. "Yes I mean it. If you do not increase my pay, I won't perform well in my services, you know I can be your best worker" She ducked her head feeling hope surge through her spinning head. "Your choice". Bloody hell, she meant that too, he maddeningly thought and ran his hand through his hair. It was a pity she knew how important she was to him, his business and it would be a huge loss if he didn't meet up to her, well, let's say it, reasonable demands. "Forty percent" He eyes her disdainfully. "Sixty percent or I'll fuck you up" she insisted. Hawk suddenly got so angry, he grabbed her by her neck slamming her back against the wall. "You little bitch, you don't call the shots here, 50/50 and that's final". He spat into her face. "When this is over, I ensure to see to your end" She managed to force the words out of her mouth. "I'll love to see you try" He smiles. "You're still a freaking slut, get used to it".

What happens when a boy and a girl gets stuck in a movie where they are destined to die on loop? Both have dark pasts. In this paranormal romance novel,you get to see where secrets,love, trauma, suspense, abnormalities,madness and drama clash Promises to keep you glued to your screen till the very end. Shall we, lovelies? Progress Rosy

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"