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Fighter and the Fae

Fighter and the Fae

Award-winning story! Calypso Fae is the acclaimed Fairy Godmother of events. Following a staged fan attack, while performing with the Ring Bella's Dance troupe, Caly is working to start over as a Miami event planner. Specializing in wedding planning, the shy southern belle struggles to find a happily ever after on her own. Wondering if her lifelong dream of the perfect wedding will be in the stars, Caly trades her own happiness to ensure other's event dreams come true. Two years following the attack that ended her dance career, Caly is confronted with the past once more. Hired to organize her best friend Roxy's wedding, a trip to Las Vegas has the potential to turn her life around, or set it in a whirlwind of chaos. The groom's best man is suspected to be involved in a humiliating event, linked to the incident that resulted in Caly's injuries. Reconnected with her former heartthrob, MMA fighter Thorn Prescot, there may be hope for her future as she learns to trust him once more. Secrets hidden in Thorn’s private life reveal that he is not the playboy Caly remembered him to be. The single father tries to set things right while fighting for his family’s future. Caly discovers there's more than meets the eye when she’s introduced to Thorn’s adorable daughter, Bella. Keeping his loved ones safe from the paparazzi, and his ex-wife’s greed has turned the fighters' life upside down. Two years of misunderstandings will be left behind when Caly steps up to help protect the child and find out the truth about her past.
Divorce, Design, and True Freedom

Divorce, Design, and True Freedom

The scent of expensive perfume and cheap ambition hung heavy in our penthouse, a silent testament to David' s reign. He paraded aspiring influencers through our home like trophies, their bright young faces a constant reminder of the life he flaunted. I, Sarah Miller, the successful interior designer, was merely an accessory, observing from the periphery as he draped his arm around a blonde named Tiffany, asking me to help her pick a profile theme color. My reflection in the glass showed a stillness, a silent defiance to his polished, empty smile. Later, after the glitter and champagne spills were gone, he cornered me, not with affection, but with business: "We need to be more aggressive with fertility treatments. I' ve scheduled you a new consultation for Monday." Three years of invasive tests, painful injections, and crushing disappointment, now weaponized against me. Then came the ultimate blow: he wanted to use a surrogate, one of them, for his legacy, expecting me to manage it. The humiliation was a physical weight, pressing down on my chest as he pulled me into a hollow embrace, whispering, "You' re the only one I love, Sarah." The very next day, a new girl, Emily, was paraded through the penthouse, her wide, innocent eyes mocking my reality. He kissed her, deeply, passionately, right in front of me, then looked straight into my eyes before turning back to her with a whisper that made her giggle. That night, sitting in my design studio, the last piece of this life that was truly mine, I drew a line. A final, absolute line that would redefine everything.
His Blame, Her Liberation

His Blame, Her Liberation

The stench of stale beer and sweat hung heavy at the post-game party, a ghost from a life I thought was behind me. I stood in a quiet corner, trying to disappear as the music vibrated through the floor. My ex-boyfriend Liam' s best friend, Kevin, suddenly plowed through the crowd, his face stark with raw panic. "Ava! You have to help. They took him!" he screamed, his words a horrifying echo of a past I' d desperately tried to escape. He begged me to rescue Liam from the black van, reminding me of all the "stuff" my dad taught me. But in my first life, answering that call plunged me into a thirty-year nightmare: a soul-crushing marriage to a man who resented me, a daughter who mirrored his coldness, and ultimately, a lonely death while they escaped. This time, I just told him to call the police. Liam' s heroic football career ended that night with a shattered leg and a lost scholarship, and I became the town's despised "ice queen." When he, also reborn, confronted me, his fury was absolute – blaming me for every consequence of my choice to save myself. And his toxic girlfriend, Jess, ensured his family's utter ruin, leading to his mother's heart attack. How could I be the villain for choosing to live, for refusing to be dragged back into a miserable existence by the very man who once condemned me to a lonely death? The sheer entitlement of his blame, even after he remembered our shared, horrible future, made my blood run cold. Was I truly bound to others' expectations, forever a cage to myself? But when a broken, desperate Liam finally appeared on my doorstep, not asking for himself, but tearfully begging me to save his innocent parents from Jess' s destructive spiral, I knew my past wouldn't fully release me until I severed the deepest, most toxic ties – even if it meant one last, dangerous confrontation to finally claim my own peace and freedom.
Rejection to the Alpha King's Daughter

Rejection to the Alpha King's Daughter

Soulless - werewolves who have turned rogue with no humanity left, giving in to their beastly urges. Rejection - an act in which your soulmate rejects the mate bond, causing immense pain to the rejected. Moon Goddess - the deity that created the werewolf race whom her creation worship Omega - The lowest ranked wolf in the pack sometimes treated as nothing more than a slave or an object Alpha King/Queen - The rulers of the werewolf nation Runt - The smallest of the wolf pack, usually ignored or bullied for being the smallest Crystalline Thorn grows under the abuse by her father as she trains to take the throne one day and become the Alpha Queen, leader of every wolf in the werewolf nation. She dreams of the day when she meets her mate and be accepted as a strong Queen, especially since she is a runt. But her dream is soon shattered when on the day of an Alliance her mate discovers her "weak" form and rejects her promptly leading to her father disowning her and her hopes to inherit the throne is dashed. But that is the least of her worries. Soon, with the help of Geminie and Amberle, Crystalline learns of a war that has been brewing for thousands of years, of a destiny that has been written in the stars by the original Moon Goddess - Luna - and the Goddess of Destiny - Morai - have placed upon her and her connection to the Lost Princess. Will Crystalline be able to retrieve her throne? Will she accept the mate that rejected her or chose the second chance mate? Or will the weight of responsibility handed to her crush her entirely?
My Husband's Dirty Little Secret

My Husband's Dirty Little Secret

Scarlett May Johnson could sing a heartache, but she could also be hungry. So, when Nashville record mogul Silas Blackwood offered her a deal – and a marriage proposal – she said yes. It wasn't love, just a shortcut to her dreams. Soon, her life became a gilded cage: cold marble, silent halls, and a husband who rarely touched her. Her one escape was Blackwood Ridge Lodge, a wild retreat where she found raw, forbidden passion with a rugged guide named Cody. Then the truth shattered everything. "He shows us... those ATV action videos," a drunk business associate slurred to me one night. My blood ran cold. Videos? Later, I found a hidden folder on Silas's tablet: high-quality, multi-angle recordings of Cody and me at the lodge. Every intimate moment, captured. And according to his friends, he’d been *sharing* them. My escape, my passion, my secret life – all a twisted performance for his sick profit. When I confronted him, Silas didn't deny it. He simply handed me divorce papers, a paltry payout, and an iron-clad NDA. "$100,000. You breathe a word, and your music career is dead." The humiliation was a physical ache, hotter than any ambition. I was no longer an artist; I was a pawn in an old man’s twisted game, violated, discarded without a care. The naive country girl was gone, replaced by a cold, searing rage. And then, a package arrived. From Cody. Inside, a small device and a note: "Sometimes the prey has to become the hunter." Silas Blackwood thought he had won. He was dead wrong. I was ready to hunt.
The Blinded Wife's Sweet Revenge

The Blinded Wife's Sweet Revenge

The day I found out I was pregnant was the same day I lost my sight. I woke up in a hospital, my world plunged into impenetrable darkness, but my fiancé, Ethan, was there, his hand in mine, murmuring reassurances. Then, through the fog of pain, I heard another conversation - Ethan, whispering to the doctor. He wasn't comforting me; he was ordering my future: a hysterectomy to ensure I couldn't have children, blaming it on the attack, all so he could bring his secret son with his old flame, Maria, into our home. The man I loved, the one I' d selflessly saved years ago by arranging Maria' s bone marrow donation for his life-altering surgery, was systematically destroying mine to make way for his real family. He' d taken my eyesight, my child, and my future, portraying me as a tragic victim while meticulously crafting a public narrative of his devotion. He thought he had rendered me helpless, a blind, barren woman to pity and control, even bringing Maria and his son, Leo, to me under the guise of an adoption agency visit. Maria, the very woman I had tracked down and compelled to save Ethan, relished in taunting me about my own secret act of heroism, twisting it into a weapon to reveal his ultimate betrayal. But in the profound darkness he cast upon me, an icy clarity emerged, hardening my sorrow into something far more dangerous than despair: a meticulous plan for revenge. He thought he was leading a lamb to the slaughter; he had no idea he was stepping into a trap of my own design, and I would burn his world to the ground.