Celia Taylor stood back, wineglass in hand, and surveyed the crowded ballroom. The fund-raiser was supposed to be more pleasure than business, but business was uppermost on the minds of her competition. Across the room, Evans Reese stood in a large group of people. He looked relaxed, seemingly in his element, an easy smile making his extraordinarily handsome face even more gorgeous. It should be a crime for a man to be that good-looking. Tall, rugged, he looked every inch the kind of man who’d be at home in the athletic wear his company designed and sold. There was an aura of confidence and power around him, and above all, Celia loved a man who was sure of himself. Given the long, searching glances they’d exchanged over the last few weeks, she’d be a fool not to entertain the idea of seeing where things could lead.

Eve,the Daugther of of alpha Max, of black X pack is rumored to be so spoilt, greedy, mean , rude she wolf that does not care about the people around her, and often locks herself away in the pack house. She is just like her father and also the next in line to be alpha. But when a rivaling pack invade her pack and takes over her pack she became a pet to the mad alpha Tony, rumored to be ruthless.

TWENTY-FOUR brown-skinned slaves rowed the splendid galley which was to bring Prince Amgiad to the palace of the caliph. The Prince, wrapped in his purple cloak, lay alone on the deck under the darkblue, starry sky, and his gaze—" So far the little girl had read aloud. Then, suddenly, her eyelids drooped.

Max is the world's biggest dick, or that's what his sister Kat thinks anyway. The only redeeming quality of Kane is his best friend Luke. Kat often wishes that Luke had paid more attention to her in maths class, them six years ago. But now that he does, is it even going to make Kat's pretty depressing life better? Or more complicated?