Legendary bounty hunter Harry Quinn—the Black Knight—hunts gangs only for money. After his wife dies, he swears off guns. Twenty years later, he hides as a timid saloon keeper. His deputy daughter Maggie idolizes the Black Knight, unaware he is the father she despises. When the Rattlesnake Gang traps Maggie, Harry must draw again.
The U.S. nuclear medical professor, Charlie Clare, quits his career for his family, but is abandoned as his wife and daughter favor his love rival Isaac. After suffering his family's ignorance, he decides to leave for the Unicorn Project, which he designed to heal his daughter's neuro-skeletal birthmark as his life's work.
When I was with pup for thirty-five weeks, our pack was struck by an earthquake. I was stuck under a collapsed stone pillar. The pillar was so heavy that I couldn't even sit upright. My mate rushed to the scene, but instead of coming to me, he ran straight to Lucy, who had fallen nearby. "Alpha, Luna is badly injured. The smell of blood is getting stronger. She needs immediate treatment!" Several werewolves gathered around me and were trying to free me, but William stopped them. "Lucy injured her leg. Save Lucy first." One of his subordinates looked at me anxiously. "There could be another aftershock any minute. What about Luna?" William glanced at me. "She's stronger than Lucy. Save Lucy first." Crushed beneath the pillar and unable to get up, I covered my belly protectively. This was the first time I ever begged William. "William, please save our pup–" Lucy suddenly burst into tears. "Alpha, if Luna doesn't want me to be saved, then so be it. "The earthquake happened so suddenly. I instinctively grabbed Luna, but I never expected the pillar to snap and fall on her." William pulled Lucy into his arms and comforted her. "I know you would never do something like that. Annie has just become too sensitive since she became with pup. Even in a life-or-death situation like this, she still can't get her priorities straight." He glanced at me. "I'll come back with more help to rescue you." I felt my wolf spirit growing weaker with every passing second. 'William, I won't survive this time.'
My Fiancé Flirted with My Best Friend in Italian, But It Was My Native Language
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At our engagement party, my fiancé, James Pierce, and my best friend, Rachel Bellini, slipped into Italian again. Years ago, the two of them had gone off to college in Milan together, leaving me to study alone in America. Right before our engagement speeches, James leaned close to Rachel's ear and murmured in low, husky Italian, "If you were the one standing here beside me today, I'd be so much happier." I turned to stare at him in disbelief, every ounce of joy draining out of me in an instant. But James just smiled at me, all innocence, and switched to English. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Nerves getting to you?" I had lost count of how many times James and Rachel had talked in Italian right in front of my face. At dinner, they critiqued the dishes in Italian. At the movies, they joked about the plot in Italian. Over afternoon tea, they traded old stories and private jokes in Italian, things only the two of them understood. I had protested. We had even fought about it. But James would only say impatiently, "Isabella, this is how we lived for four years of college. Can you stop making a scene over nothing? If you can't understand Italian, go learn it yourself!" Rachel glanced at me, smothered a laugh, and went on in Italian, "Look at that shocked little face. She clearly has no idea how hard you went at it with me the night before your engagement party." James answered with utter contempt and absolute certainty. "So what if she found out? You think she could survive without me?" The note card with my speech slipped from my fingers and landed without a sound, but the weight of it hit me like a blow to the chest. They had no idea. My father is Italian. I was born in Italy. After my parents divorced, I moved to America with my mother, Eleanor Bennett, when I was ten. I understood every word they said in Italian.
Abandoned half-blood Liam is dragged into a political marriage and humiliated publicly.He’s saved by Severin—the most powerful Vampire Prince, his wife’s stepfather, and Liam’s drunken one-night stand. The prince confesses his love and vows to awaken Liam’s vampire powers.
He married her mother, yet kept him trapped in his embrace. Eric, the heir to a wealthy family, was forced to marry the maid Fiona, but in reality, he fell in love at first sight with Fiona's son Samuel. Within the wealthy household, the two engaged in one secret tug-of-war after another.
To fulfill her late foster mother's final wish, she hides her true abilities and returns to her birth family, only to be bullied and underestimated. After saving the Vance family's patriarch, she enters a fake engagement with a powerful CEO. But as secrets unravel and danger strikes, can a marriage built on a deal turn into true love?
Claire thought Daniel was hers—until freshman Hannah dared to kiss him in front of everyone, and Daniel chose Hannah over his own girlfriend. Humiliated, Claire dumped him on the spot. Daniel laughed, sure his perfect good girl would come back. Then his best friend Marcus drew the wildest dare: take any girl home. In front of everyone, Marcus reached for Claire. She took his hand for revenge. But one reckless night turns dangerous—Daniel wants her back, and Marcus refuses to let go.
My Alpha, Lucas Belville, is extremely possessive. We've been mates for seven years, and he tells me the same thing all the time. "You're a treasure that the Moon Goddess bestowed upon me. I want to hide you away if I can. I don't want anyone else to see you." It's why he never brings me to any pack meetings and forbids me from appearing in his social circle. In the past, I believe that this is Lucas' way of expressing his love for me. But everything changes when I accidentally stumble across his secretive, alternate account one day. Lucas has uploaded over 600 posts over the course of three years. Another she-wolf, Maria Anderson, is featured in every single post. They walk along the snowy plains in the north, exchange vows in the temple of the Moon Goddess, and indulge in wine and merriment during pack festivals. Although I'm Lucas' mate, I've never appeared in any of his photos. Lucas' latest post is an intimate photo of him and Maria. In the photo, he's leaning his head down and kissing her. Maria is wearing a moonstone necklace that identifies her as the Luna of the pack. The caption reads, "To love someone is to let the entire world know that she belongs to me." Excruciating pain lances through my chest. My wolf whines in despair. It turns out that Lucas isn't hiding me away because he's scared of losing me. It's just that he has never once considered acknowledging my existence. I close the page, wipe my tears, and book a plane ticket to the south. Since Lucas is unwilling to announce me as his mate, it's up to me to tell everyone that I no longer belong to him.
Eleanor, the real CEO, gave her husband everything—money, power, status. He used it all to fund his ex's boutique and let her publicly humiliate Eleanor. Until Eleanor finally reveals who she truly is. The tables turn. Everyone kneels. But it's too late.