The Big Short Book Michael Lewis Mga Nobela at Kwento

I flinched as he smashed the glass with his bare hands after my harsh accusations. With bleeding hands and teary eyes, Lewis looked at me. "I love you Victoria!" "God damn it!" "Why are you the only one that can't see it?" Lewis blurted out in anger and sadness. "Would any guy go this far for a girl he just pities?" "Do you think I brought you all the way here if I wasn't in love with you?" "I love you. I need you." "I can't pretend like I don't care about you anymore", Lewis said in between tears. "I hate how you smile around Kaden, I hate to see you blush around other guys." "Just say you'll be mine Vic." "I know you love me too", He said, while walking towards me and cupped my face with his uninjured hand. He was right. I loved him. Ever since I did his tie back then, I started caring for him. I didn't want to admit that I had fallen for the obnoxious jerk I met back then, but here I was, admitting it. I loved Lewis. I really did. "I..I love you Lewis, so much", I said with my voice breaking as I cried.

I bet you’ve heard the story about the secretary falling head over heels for her boss; that’s me, but what happens when you have unforgettable with someone without knowing he is your boss? That’s me; I got invited to a party that ended up being a birthday party with a dungeon theme, weird, I know, tell me about it, but I finally let my hair down and enjoyed exploring my sexuality with the most intense men I have ever met. My boss, Richard Ashford, Mr. Billionaire CEO himself, he is intense, dominating, cocky, and arrogant, but he makes me feel like the most important woman in the world. Behind closed doors, he is the most fantastic lover. I wish the world could see him the same way I do. I am not ready for dating after everything I have been through. But he is. He wants to show Manhattan’s elite that I am his, but I don’t want to be in the spotlight. I like being anonymous. His life is covered by every newspaper and magazine. That’s what happens when you own most of New York’s media companies.

Freya is born a rogue, beautiful, innocent, never done any harm to anyone. After her mother get killed by a wolf hunter, she was captured, abused and tortured for years. When she finally escaped, she unknowingly entered the Crescent Moon pack and met the most ruthless Alpha a Rogue can meet. Michael, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, is a strong and highly protective werewolf. However, this powerful alpha has one weakness, that is, until the age of twenty-six, he is still mate-less. As a respectful leader, if there is one thing Michael cannot stand, it's rogues. They are loathing bastards, cheaters, ruffians, always looking for a chance to hurt people. And he make sure none of them dares step a paw in his land by torturing and killing those who did. However, what Micheal doesn't know is that the Moon Goddess has a tricky plan to give him a rogue mate. What will happen when the prejudiced Alpha Michael meets the rogue girl and finds her his love of life?

This is a book of shifter short stories. All of these stories came from readers asking me to write stories about animals they typically don't see as shifters. The stories that are in this series are - Welcome to the Jungle, Undercover, The Storm, Prize Fighter, The Doe's Stallion The Biker Bunnies The Luna's Two Mates

After an attack on her pack, Isabella has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister.

Lucas is a thoughtful, hardworking, and loving individual. Emma is a caring, bubbly, and vivacious individual. Together they make the futures most beautiful Bonnie and Clyde as they make it through the biggest day in their criminal career.

A collection of passionate encounters, forbidden attractions, and complicated relationships. From former lovers reunited by fate to rivals caught in unexpected temptation, each story explores desire, emotion, and the choices that change lives forever.

Misha already has an Alpha,
So why is she hearing another Wolf’s 
 voice in her mind? 

 Red is a lone Alpha male, the most dangerous kind of Werewolf. 
 The second Red sees Misha at the market,
he knows she is his Mate. Braiden is furious. 
He feels his control over his Pack and his Mate slipping away at the arrival of this new mysterious force in the forest.
 Can he protect them all, or will he lose everything? 
 

 As the Hunter's Moon approaches,So does an age-old enemy, closing in on the Aspen Pack.
 Despite Braiden's natural hatred of Red,
The two headstrong Alphas must unite to protect Misha, the Luna they both love. . .

"Stop…. Ah~" I whimpered, my voice timid as he started kissing my neck. I shivered as his mouth latched on my skin. "I thought we could be friends " He chuckled and brought his mouth up to my ear, nibbling it slowly, "You thought wrong Angel.'' Marilyn Smith is a simple middle class girl . All she sees is the good in people and all he sees is bad. Xavier Bass', the well known 'big bad' of the university hates how sweet Marilyn was with everyone but him. He hates how she pretended to be innocent or how she refused to believe that the world around her isn't only made of flowers and rainbows. In conclusion, Marilyn is everything that Xavier despises and Xavier is everything that Marilyn craves. Xavier is a big bully and Marilyn is his beautiful prey. The tension between them and some steamy turns of events brought them together causing a rollercoaster of emotions between them and making a hot mess . After all the big bad was obsessed with his beautiful prey. Will their anonymous relationship ever take a romantic turn?

My mom, Susan, had a habit of sending me to get her shopping. However, she would always leave out a zero when paying me back what was owed, blaming on her poor eyesight. I never minded. In fact, I would just cover the cost without another word. Then, Summer, my sister, had to throw shade. “Mom sends you money whenever she wants something. You never show us the actual costs, though. I bet you’re making a nice little profit off Mom behind our backs.” Susan smiled and didn’t even bother to defend me, as if confirming Summer’s accusations. My heart sank. Over the years, I had bought her things from major appliances to the smallest groceries, and each time, the payment she sent was short. Susan would just brush the whole thing off by saying, “Oh, my eyes aren’t what they used to be. My bad.” I had poured hundreds of thousands into her expenses, only to end up with a reputation as a thief who cheated her own family. When Susan sent me money for the New Year’s Eve catering, I simply booked food that fit the budget she paid for.