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The Rangers by D. P. Thompson

My husband, Mark Vance, built a tech empire from our garage – mostly with my money, my ideas, and my tireless support. We were the Silicon Valley power couple, or so I thought. Tonight, at a lavish charity gala, I planned to buy him a special anniversary gift, a rare NFT. My paddle was raised, ready to bid. Then, I watched in horror as Mark, smirking, used our joint high-limit credit card to snatch the very same NFT – not for me, not for us, but for Tiffany Hayes, his flashy ex-girlfriend, right across the room. My blood ran cold, but my mind was clearer than ever. I quietly froze our joint card, watching Tiffany's public meltdown as her payment for our NFT was declined. Mark was furious, his fake smiles turning chillingly real. He then twisted my arm into a "business trip" to a lavish private island, only to drug me upon arrival. I woke up disoriented, locked in a luxurious cage. Then I found myself on a stage, an auctioneer booming about selling me – my "services" and "future commitments" – to a room full of leering strangers. He announced all our assets were liquid, offshore, and now "his." The man I built, the man I trusted, was auctioning off my life, my dignity, as payback for a declined credit card. Was this truly the depths of his betrayal? The ultimate degradation? But as despair threatened to swallow me, a flicker of memory, a whisper from my grandmother, ignited a cold, hard rage. He thought he broke me. He thought he had won. He had no idea what I was truly capable of. With my voice steady and clear, I looked him in the eye and made my own bid: "$200 million. I'm buying myself."

In her previous life, Lilah Hart was a ruthless business queen, commanding respect and fear across the corporate world. Now, she wakes up in the body of a notorious villainess from a melodramatic romance novel, hated by everyone and destined to lose everything-her reputation, her marriage, and her sanity. But Lilah refuses to play the victim again. This time, she fights back. She slaps her fake best friend without hesitation and clings to her cold, powerful husband, Gabriel Wallace, with tearful eyes and a pitiful smile. "Darling, I know you still love me. Let's get back together." Gabriel has resisted her countless times, but her charm finally breaks through. With a dark gaze, he pins her down and asks, "How exactly do you want to make up?" Lilah gives him a sweet kiss and whispers her bold request-seven times tonight.

"Boss, your wife is in labor!" But he couldn't care less. His hardened expression masked his true emotions. "She's fighting for her life, losing blood rapidly." His stoic facade shattered. "Damn it!" he cursed. "You must hurry..." He bolted from his chair, snatching his keys as he raced out of the office. ★ ★ ★ Emily's world spiraled from ordinary to extraordinary after a single night of passion with a captivating stranger, a man of wealth and charm who turned out to be the CEO of her new workplace. The consequences were unimaginable! She never imagined an unexpected pregnancy, tangled emotions, and the rollercoaster ride of love and uncertainty. Will she find her happily ever after amidst the opulent backdrop of Miami's billionaire elite?

My ten-year marriage was a transactional lie, built on an astrologer's prophecy that my chart would ensure my husband's success. But on my birthday, he abandoned me to take his young intern, Anais, to the sci-fi festival I' d dreamed of for years. He came home smelling of her sweet matcha perfume, a green hair tie and a festival souvenir tucked in his pocket. He called me dramatic, said she was "fragile" and needed him. At our anniversary gala, meant to be his grand apology, I watched him kiss her passionately on the terrace during the fireworks display. He was still whispering promises in my ear, completely oblivious. That night, I left him the divorce papers and my wedding ring. But he tracked me down on my solo trip to Utah, finding me with my new guide, Casey. He punched Casey, then accused me of cheating. "You belong to me!" he roared. Just then, his phone rang. It was a video call from a hysterical Anais. "Howard, I'm pregnant! My parents are furious! They're demanding we get married immediately!"

Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. "I thought you would prefer the gentle way," he murmured. "Guess I was wrong." The poison burned down my throat-Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me. "Sometimes," he whispered, "the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you." ~~~~~ Brinda Virginia's life has always been a battle-against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her. Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she's now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking-seventy-two hours. That's all the time she has to save her. But then he returns. Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain-submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything. To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission. Because this man doesn't just want to own her-he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most devastating part? She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood.

approaching Amanda, whose memory of the night she was attacked has been affected. But fate surprises him, when in the midst of the care, he ends up discovering feelings for her, a resident. It was after 3am when I opened my wallet and took out a cigarette, before walking out of the hospital to relax. I had attended to two children today, who were in critical condition, and at the end of the day the bill was always left for me, as I feel emotionally damaged, shaken, by situations like this. At this time, although the hospital was still full of patients, the parking lot was the only place here where I could smoke without being disturbed, but that was what I thought, until I saw Jenny's car enter the parking lot as soon as I lit up. the cigarette. Our eyes met for a split second before she looked away. Even from a distance you could see that she was accompanied, the tattooed arm next to her was easy to notice, the line for her had already moved. I put out the cigarette and walked to the other side, just so I wouldn't have to see her walking into the hospital hand in hand with her new partner. Well, be happy, right? She is an incredible woman, she deserved the world, not me. I entered the furthest part of the hospital and lit my cigarette. Exactly two days ago, smoking was the only thing I did, what I used to do just for fun is now becoming my companion for solitude. I took two drags on my cigarette and looked at the very few stars in the sky. In just under two hours the sun would rise and I would complete my 32 hours on duty. At least once a month, I did this. It was a way to feel less alone, working. A faint scream sounded from the other side of the alley, in the dark part, and I ran inside looking for who it was. Is there anyone there? — I shouted, searching. Two shadows catch my attention, a tall and strong one that cornered the smaller shadow, it looked like a woman. Another scream sounded again, this time more mufed by the larger shadow's hand. I threw my cigarette on the ground and ran over there to help. - Hey, what are you doing? — I shouted as I approached them. The man acted quickly when he saw me, threw the woman towards the rubble and ran. ” Come back here, you bastard! A light refected on his shoulder, allowing me to notice the color of his hair, but the woman's groan stopped me from going after him. I stopped next to her and held her. she was bleeding a lot from her head. - Are you well? — Even though we saw very little of her, you could see how hurt she was. She moaned in response, making me worry. - Bastard! — I looked around for help, but found nothing — Come, I'll help you. I took the woman in my arms and ran into the hospital as quickly as I could. Jenny was still at the reception when I came in screaming for help. A stretcher, please!!! The hospital staff were quick and managed to take her to the emergency room quickly, but the blood that was fowing from her head worried me. While the emergency room doctor evaluated her, I did the same. The cut on her head was superfcial, but she moaned every time she cleaned it.

The first time my husband tried to have me killed, he used our eight-year-old daughter as the bait. After I discovered his affair with a woman whose college tuition I was paying, he staged our daughter's kidnapping to lure me into a trap. I woke up in a hospital, my legs amputated, my womb removed, a permanent cripple. My husband, Eugene, played the part of the grieving spouse perfectly, promising police he' d find the monsters responsible. But I overheard him whispering to our daughter in the hallway. "You were so brave," he praised her. "You made Mommy believe you were in danger. It was the only way to stop her from leaving us." Her reply destroyed what was left of my soul. "I like Brenna better anyway. She's prettier than Mommy." They thought they had broken me, leaving me a shattered shell of a woman. So I let them believe it. I faked my own suicide and vanished. Now, three years later, I've returned. Standing on two legs of polished steel, I'm the CEO of a robotics empire, and I'm here to burn their world to the ground.

Lila Grey, a little she-wolf living in a hushed world of werewolves deep in the Whispering Pines, felt the weight of her existence. It wasn't really a WolfLatium. where arranged marriages were common among wolves although many people pretended that their mates either didn't bother them or truly did. The night before her wedding, she decided to run off into the dark forest, leaving Lucas empty with questions. Years later, luck brings fate back to them. Lila, who has become a skilled healer, returns to Whispering Pines to aid her pack in dealing with the effects of a strange illness. Lucas, haunted by memories of Lila and burdened by feelings for his current partner, Erin, must contend with those emotions. "Dangerously Lila" tells the story of how love must confront the past as old feelings reignite between Lila and Lucas. Will they stand against what were supposed to be the moons that destiny reserved for them, or will the past drive a wedge between their affection? Their journey will reveal how profound love can be when hearts collide, with loyalty torn, secrets kept hidden, and surprises in store for life. CHARACTERIZATION Lila Grey Attitude/Personality: Fiercely independent, compassionate but lots of attitude So compassionate and an amazing healer so I was given my heart name "White Buffalo" by my favorite person, Ritchie Sinclair a well known Ojibwa Artist who taught me everything about the ways of the Native culture. - Role: Protagonist. She is the runaway bride and a healer who makes her way back to save what is left of he pack, finds out more about herself along with other things changes through some events till she connect(pack) all packs. Lucas Blackwood Attitude/Personality: Determined, honorable and protective. A noble leader bound by duty specific to Vakarian's backstory, along with a hidden fragility. – Alpha of Whispering Pines; intended mate to Lila He makes an effort to mend things with Lila and takes the battle against the curse into his own hands. Elena - Disposition: Envious, torn up inside and mostly repentant. Starts out with unfulfilled love and betrayal but makes an attempt to redeem itself. Role: Childhood friend of Lila, he is the one who betrays to the pack. Her behavior complicates the story line and creates drama and she ultimately sees redemption. Seraphina Attitude/Personality: Mysterious, tragic widsom. Lucas is her former love who speaks at the funeral, another twist to story which adds depth. - Role: Lucas's old flame and enemy Alpha's sister The curse - The prophecy is unlocked by her story. Rival Alpha Marcus - Personality/Attitude: Ruthless, sly and hungry for power Fueled out of fear from the prophecy and keeping their rule. - Role: Antagonist. He takes charge of the rival pack and is implied to be behind it during first scenes, but who he really is running with will later come out. Mysterious Ally ( Daniel) - Attitude/Personality: Daredevil, Complex and deep down Loya An outcast member of the rival pack looking for peace - Plot role: Necessary for Lila and Lucas not-knowing stuff, part of the conflict(ion). Lila > Lila Ancestor Sorceress - *Attitude/Personality:* Vengeful, strong and manipulative. It is her spirit taking vengeance for ancient treachery. - *Role*: Cursed Source* Breaking the curse and gaining peace lies in her revelation, ending showdown with Lila. In "Moonlit Destiny," these characters are very different from each other and perform small roles, but their individual traits drive the plot forward making it more meaningful to you as a reader.

Drastic Times Calls for Drastic Measures. Monica is in a terrible predicament. According to her Landlord, if she doesn't pay her rent, her miserable life will fall into the hands of the police. In order to fulfill the requirements of the loan, A greedy man strongly recommends she stop Joel Dallin's Wedding. Monica is hesitant at first, but it's the only option she has to get her loan approved. She stopped the wedding successfully and got married at the same time to Him. He's arrogant, ill-tempered and far from her ideal man, but as time goes on, she finds herself swept away by his charm and broken soul, even though she knows he's only marrying her to get his sweet revenge… Or is he?

"I don't know, but what I know is that Crystal is coming back again" Dave's mom said now looking serious. "Crystal, yes the angry spirit that was concealed in the soul stone by a wizard" Ashley said as the rest of us stared at her and Dave's mom in confusion. "Is she the same spirit that the Slaygands want to awaken?" I asked "Yes, she is the wicked spirit that only wants to kill people" Ashley answered ****** The Slaygands are shape shifting creatures, the night Slaygands tend to go back to there original form at night and can be humans during the day while the daylight Slaygands are seen in there original form during the day and human form at night and the witches as we all know are spell casters. But happens when an ordinary teenager Ray discovers she's not that ordinary for she was made to believe she is the moment she was told everything she was supposed to know and a lot about the people around her including the circumstances surrounding her life. Will she be able to scale through everything alive, will she end up dead as expected or will more critical and shocking unbelievable things be discovered as she goes on with her last days alive. Please I need all your comments and reviews 🥺♥️😫

Center Rush Rowland by Ralph Henry Barbour

(18+ rated. Contains sex scenes) Alicia Anderson, a regular waitress at Douglas Diner, leads a pretty normal life where romance isn't exactly knocking on her door. Troy Nulec, the hotshot billionaire who's a hit with everyone, especially the ladies, happens to be a frequent customer at the diner. Things get interesting when Troy springs a marriage proposal on Alicia that she never saw coming. As the everyday and the extraordinary collide, Alicia finds herself grappling with a proposal that shakes up her ideas about love, life, and the unexpected surprises waiting for her at the diner.

After a heartbreaking end to her two-year relationship, Rose is left shattered when her boyfriend abruptly tells her he's "tired" of the relationship and that she's become too uptight. What he doesn't mention is the real reason behind the breakup...he has been cheating on her with his flirtatious coworker. Crushed but burning with quiet rage, Rose decides to silence her pain with one wild, reckless night out. She heads to one of the wildest clubs in Texas, determined to drown her heartbreak in music, lights, and temporary chaos. But fate takes a sharp turn. To her disbelief, Rose spots her ex at the same club laughing, carefree, and dangerously close to the woman he left her for. Desperate not to appear broken, she makes a bold move: she grabs a handsome stranger and pretends he's her new boyfriend. What she didn't expect was the spark. One impulsive kiss leads to a night she never planned,one filled with connection, mystery, and a passion that unsettles her. What started with a spontaneous kiss quickly unraveled into a night she never expected Intense, mysterious, and emotionally disarming. But the real twist came with the morning light. The man she ran to in desperation? He's not just a stranger,he's her new employer. A single night of rebellion turns into a tangled web of desire, workplace tension, and secrets they both wish had stayed buried. Now, with her career, confidence, and emotions on shaky ground, Rose must face a dangerous crossroads. When the pain of the past meets a dangerously alluring present, how much is she willing to risk?

(From 'When His Wolves Sing' comes another epic tale) "What Is Fate, Alpha Of Alphas?" Fate: In the heart of the training grounds, the Alpha of all Alphas stood, his presence commanding and his aura crackling with electricity. With his black hair billowing behind him like a cape, he fixated on a mysterious figure that materialized before him. As his eyes transformed, reflecting the colors of his father's Wolves, his Beta's urgent question fell on deaf ears. Without hesitation, he aimed his wolfsbane arrow at the target, his wolf battling for control. Against the pleas of his inner beast, he released the arrow, piercing the heart of his prey. The aftermath left him shattered, consumed by guilt and sorrow. But Fate had more in store for him. As he knelt, broken and weeping, his Lycan roared within him, demanding answers. The Alpha Of Alphas, rising to his feet, faced the lifeless form before him. Tears streaming down his face, he addressed his Beta, speaking softly of the cruel twist of fate that had befallen him. Forty years without a mate, only to be granted one by the Luna Goddess herself-a fierce Tiger, and not just any Tiger, but his sworn enemy. And then, a voice emerged from the shadows. A child. Fate just got a whole lot more badass.

She is young but older than she looks, beautiful, strong, and courageous. she has a passion for helping those in need with her powers but she's very ruthless to her enemies. The story revolves around Angelus a Vampire, a Werewolf, and a Witch, the only Tribrid in existence who has a destiny of killing an ancient beast but ends up falling for him instead. Rhaegal, a ten billion years old supernatural beast, created by Hades is the prophesied beast who ends up falling in love with Angelus, a seven hundred million years Tribrid. Now, Her Destiny of killing this ancient beast is gaining on her real fast. Will she choose to fulfill her destiny in killing the ancient beast who turns out to be the love of her life, or choose love over destiny? Read to find out Angelus's adventure.

History of the Jews in Russia and Poland, Volume I (of 3) by S. M. Dubnow

Evelyn's world shatters when she discovers her husband, Hunter, is having an affair with her own sister, Sophia. But that's not the only devastating truth - Hunter reveals he never loved Evelyn, and their marriage was only a promise to her father. Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn demands a divorce. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her own family's secrets and lies, she begins to realize that nothing is as it seems. Will Evelyn find the strength to rise from the ashes, or will the truth destroy her forever?

The Rev. Archibald Henry Sayce, was a pioneer British Assyriologist and linguist, who held a chair as Professor of Assyriology at the University of Oxford from 1891 to 1919.

My sister abandoned her newborn baby at a hospital and fled the country. The father was Dante, the absolute sovereign of the city's underworld. My mother frantically ordered me to hide the child to save our skins. But I refused to cower. I took the baby straight to the Mafia Don's fortress and demanded he take responsibility. For the first critical days of the baby's life, I was the only one there. I paced my rundown apartment with a sick infant, spending my last savings, while my sister was living it up in Vancouver with her offshore money. But months later, when Dante officially claimed the boy and placed us under his ultimate protection, my sister and mother suddenly came back. They put on a pathetic weeping act in Dante's office. "I just want my son back. I was just so scared," my sister sobbed, demanding custody of the Mafia heir. My own mother had actually helped her pack, advising her to dump the baby on me so she could escape. Now, seeing Dante's limitless wealth, they wanted to reap the rewards. They treated me like a disposable pawn, expecting me to quietly hand over the child I had saved. How could my own blood be so shamelessly greedy? But they underestimated me, and they underestimated the Don. Looking at the ruthless Mafia boss, I calmly exposed their treason, forcing his final judgment. This time, I was claiming my place.