Echo Star Wars Clone Wars Novels & Stories

The authorities called me in, and the hospital slapped me with a formal reprimand. All because an intern posted a security shot outside the OR at two in the morning and accused me of using young doctors as unpaid labor. I'd set up a flexible scheduling system so doctors could juggle family life and night shifts. After getting buried in nonstop hate, I made a statement right there. "I hear the criticism. Changes start now." The next day, I pulled every intern off the clinical floor and told them to focus on coursework. The notice went out, and the interns completely lost it.

The room fell into a stunned silence. The council members exchanged glances, unsure of how to proceed. King Magnus continued, his voice resonating with power. "I wish to claim her as my mate." He said. The whole grove grew silent as the impact of his words drove home. The wolves turned to each other in disbelief. I could see the effort Jax was making trying to control his temper, his voice was close to the edge. "Sorry my Lord. Did you say you want to claim her as your mate." Lycan King Magnus's gaze turned piercing, his voice steady but filled with a warning. "You heard right so I won't repeat myself. You forget, Jax, that I have the power to claim Sophie as my mate seeing as you just rejected her. Or are you prepared to face the consequences of standing in my way?.." Rejected by her Alpha on her third wedding anniversary after she caught him cheating on her with his sister, Nikini, the timid Sophie Liam is at a crossroad in life. The brooding Lycan king, King Magnus unexpectedly claims her after the rejection. Just when she's had a fresh start with him and finds herself growing attached, her former mate, Alpha Jax comes back into the picture to take her back. Would she forgive him and take him back or stay on with her new found mate.

In her past life, when a truck barreled toward them, Lillian Hogan instinctively pushed Elton Ruiz out of harm's way. She paid the price with both her legs crushed. When she woke up in the hospital, the aloof, noble man lowered his head for the first time. Standing by her bedside, he promised to marry her. Tearfully, she accepted the proposal from the man she'd loved since she was eight. But after the wedding, Elton often stayed out all night. His attitude toward her grew cold and harsh. When an infection from her injuries left her on the brink of death, the billionaire didn't spare a single penny for her care. "I never thanked you for saving my life," he said. "Our marriage was a mistake from the start. Let me go." His face grim, he pulled out her oxygen tube. Lillian's eyes widened in shock. In the agony of betrayal and heartbreak, she took her last breath. If she could do it all over again, she vowed never to love Elton again.

One impulsive kiss. One dangerous man. When Ethel catches her boyfriend cheating with her stepsister, she does the unthinkable; She kisses her billionaire boss to make her ex jealous. But Keanu Martell isn't a man who gets used without consequences. Now he's demanding payment: she'll have to pretend to be his fiancée. Meet his family and play the part. Simple right? Except Keanu is possessive, relentless, and determined to have her in his bed at all cost. Ethel has spent a year watching women fall for Keanu and get their hearts broken. She swore she'd never be one of them. But when a man who always gets what he wants decides he wants her, resisting him might be the hardest thing to do. And giving in might just destroy her. **** “"There's one thing you should know. I don't just fuck, Spitfire," He rasped. "I possess." Swallowing, I whispered,. "Then possess me." *** CONTENT WARNING: This book is strongly for audiences 18+ and above. Read at your own risk!

Silas Peterson, the wealthy, pompous, reckless hockey god who loves to throw his energy around, makes a mistake which almost costs him his career. Now he has to prove he isn’t the reckless maniac his fans think him to be. Enter Zane Hart, well-built, controlled, level-headed, elite hockey star, prepared to do everything and anything to enable his career, goes without a flaw. One reckless night leaves Silas’s life hanging by a thread… and he’s forced into a three-year contract marriage with his sworn enemy or let his career collapse. Silas is thrilled. Finally, he can confront Zane, the overly humble, two-faced , backstabbing friend who betrayed him years ago. And Zane? He might just play Silas’s game. Backing down has never been his style. Besides… what could posibly happen if he married the one person whom he hated the most on earth.

"Marry me, Isabella. Not for love, but for survival." Alexander Steele’s offer is Isabella Moore’s only way out. Her fashion business is failing, her mother’s medical bills are piling up, and betrayal has left her broken. Bound by a fragile agreement, they step into a world of buried secrets and growing danger. The lines between trust and deception blur as old enemies resurface and hidden truths threaten to destroy everything. Can they fight through the lies and find love, or will their alliance shatter under the weight of betrayal?

‘Accept me and I will show you heaven’ he licked his lips with a sexy smirk..... ‘What if I don't' I questioned, turning away..... ‘Then’ he smirked, pulling my face towards his, 'you should know there is no other choice when I am our mate, it is either you willingly give yourself or I take you, either ways, you will be mine’ he growled and I knew I was in danger. My mate was unreasonable and possessive.

On New Year's Eve, the smell of a roast in the oven drifted through the house. My grandmother walked over to me, with an old photograph in her hand, the edges worn soft with age. "Is Zack almost home?" My throat tightened. It had been three years. She could never remember that my younger brother was long gone. I was the one who picked up his ashes. At that moment, my phone rang. The moment I saw the name on the screen, the blood in my veins seemed to freeze. I stepped out onto the balcony before answering, keeping my voice low. "What is it?" The voice on the other end of the line trembled. "It's been three years. Are you still angry? I've been waiting for you to come home. Our son has, too. We're downstairs." Downstairs? I walked over and looked down to see a tall figure and a small one standing together. Through my phone, my son's voice came with a catch in his throat, saying, "Daddy…" My thoughts snapped back into place. I said flatly, "We've been divorced for a long time. He said he didn't want to stay with me." Then, I hung up without another word.

Amelia was arranged to marry the son of her parent's friend in order to tighten the bond of the family. She goes on with the plan and even falls for him, James. Amelia began to notice that James begins to complain about every slight thing Amelia does. He doesn’t appreciate her and he begins to think she’s a liability to him shortly after their marriage, like a few years after. She finds out that her husband was actually having an affair with his ex-girlfriend and instantly she understood why James had been acting up. Isabel goes on with her schemes which were carefully executed, slowly turning James against Amelia. Isabel is very crafty and tricky and has always wanted everything Amelia had but acts like a saint. She always pretends to be sick or something and always wants attention especially when James is around. To Amelia's surprise Isabel takes her scheme to another level by framing her making everybody believe that Amelia tried to hurt her out of jealousy.

We had been married for three years, and together, our income was decent at twenty-six grand a month. Yet, we barely had two hundred bucks in savings. My husband was a nice guy, lending practically his entire wages to our next-door widow and her daughter. He covered their expenses when the daughter needed money for school, when the widow needed a little time at the spa, and when they wanted to give their home a new facelift. The moment my father fell ill and needed surgery, I went next door to ask for the money back. However, my neighbors slammed the door in my face. “Your husband chose to give us the money. Why should we pay you back?” Enraged, I sought help from my husband, only to be criticized. “I felt bad for them. Why did you demand payment when they are already struggling? What’s wrong with you?” I smirked. That night, I decided to do a good deed by spending my entire paycheck to help a broke college hunk. The next day, our power was cut off for unpaid bills, and my husband lost an unfinished document he hadn’t saved. Putting his finger up my nose, he gave me a piece of his mind. “Where’s your money? Why didn’t you pay the bills?” I replied with the most innocent look on my face, “I helped a struggling college student. His life was falling apart because he had to deal with a sick mom and a deadbeat dad. His needs should come before the utility bills.”