Annabelle caught her fiance cheating with her best friend and her small town treats her like she is the problem. A mysterious relative sends her a letter saying she has inherited a Scottish estate in the highlands. Arriving at the estate she finds a run down house, some delinquent sheep and a kilt stealing Anatolian Shepherd. She must rebuild her home and her heart with the help of some cooky townfolk and Magnus the dog.
Sitting in the coffee shop, I waited for my friend Jeremy to arrive with all the information I needed for my trip. I slid lower in my seat as some of the older women sneered in my direction, whispering behind their hands as if I didn't know what they were talking about.
My fiance was the one who cheated on me, and yet they were treating me as if I were the harlot that was the one who broke Scott's heart. He was the town's Golden Boy, he couldn't do anything wrong. In their eyes my best friend wasn't the other woman, I was.
The bell over the door jingled merrily and I heard more whispers. Living in a small town was a curse, everyone said it was a blessing, it was until you became the town's social pariah.
"Bugger off you old biddies, I know you're just jealous you have not seen anyone as fabulous as me." He slammed his bag down on the table making me jump and I sighed. Always the drama queen.
"Do you really need to give them any more fuel?" I sipped my coffee and looked at my other bestie, he was wearing a gaudy Christmas sweater and a sparkly scarf with a matching hat. He had small jingle bell earrings in his ears and glittery eye shadow on.
"Honey, since when have you known me to care what the people in this town think of me?" He waved to the barista who flashed him a big smile.
This was true, he didn't care about what people thought and that was what I loved about him. He handed over the paperwork for my Great Aunt Melinda's estate and the plane tickets. Sighing, I stuffed them in my bag and just wanted to get this over with. I already was lectured by my family and they didn't seem to understand that I was not as strong as they think. I know running away from my problems wasn't the answer, but I needed a fresh start, and across a whole ocean away from here seemed like the best option.
"You could always come with me?" I knew it was pointless asking him, but I had to put the offer out there. He snorted and waved his hand dismissing me.
"No, I will visit, I will definitely be there, especially if all those Scottish men look like they can double in Outlander." I stared at him as he started fantasizing about Sam Heughan, I didn't blame him but the boy had some strange fantasies that I didn't want to know about. I rubbed my temples and shook my head.
"You do realize that not everyone looks like that and well he is an actor." He scoffed at me and I knew my argument was lame. I needed him to focus though and if we kept talking about men in kilts I would lose him.
"Way to burst my bubble honey. Ok, so everything is there that you need I have a lawyer friend who will be handling everything in Scotland for you. If you need anything you can contact him, also Wuggie will be there at the airport to take you to your new home." Groaning I knew there had to be a catch, Wuggie was Jer's nickname for his little brother.
Last I heard he was backpacking across Europe and was living in hostels and tents. If Wuggie was involved it meant he was short of money or in trouble. It also meant I was going to have to babysit him for at least a month.
"I know that look and I apologize but he just needs a few weeks, and then he will be on to his next adventure." I stood up and sighed.
"Fine, it has been fun Jer and I am going to miss you." We hugged and I sniffed back the tears that threatened to spill. I would not give these people the satisfaction of seeing me cry. He hugged me tighter and sniffed loudly.
"Give them Hell kid and don't do anything I wouldn't do." I kissed his cheek and tried to embrace the new life that awaited me.
"Goldilocks always has to choose the path that is just right." Branson sneered at Zephyr and turned his back on her. "Poor little omega, no, I don't think that title fits you." Allison slapped Zephyr and left her to huddle on the floor. It wasn't her fault that her family was exiled, her Aunt was the one to blame for the pack's curse. "Too bad you can't go back in time to fix it?" Zephyr stared at the man and he grinned at her. The primal part of her wanted to run. "Who..who...who are you?" He leaned in close and she was assaulted by the scent of the sea. "I can be your worst nightmare or your best friend. You choose."
Sisters Belladonna and Jasmine inherit a house in New Orleans that holds a dark past. When the past patrons start showing up and causing trouble with the sisters, the girls look into the horrible past of Maison du Soleil. A house of lust, murder and dark magic, traps one sister in its sinister web while the other fights for her life. Will the sisters survive the darkness that is the Maison du Soleil or will they become the brides of the dark lords stalking them?
A tale of forbidden love between a fae of the light court and a wolf that wanders the Black Forest trying to maintain his humanity. Crimson comes across an injured Clover when an assassination attempt on her life has gone wrong. Crimson helps the wayward fae and begins to fall in love with her as he protects her from those who want her dead. When Clover's betrothed shows up to claim her it comes down to letting her go or keeping her forever.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.