MTL - The Girl Who Cured the Crazy BOSS is Majestic and Mighty - Chapter 29 . juvenile

“Two bonds, two brothers, and one broken girl caught in the middle of it all.”Haelyn's life was never her own. Sold by the very family that should have protected her and thrust into a world of Alphas and power, into the arms of Archer, the cold, ruthless Alpha King, who only needed her as a pawn in a bigger game. His dominance is overwhelming, his fire undeniable, his presence impossible to ignore.But then there's Artemis, Archer's twin and the calm to his storm. Compassionate, steady, and kind, Artemis offers her a glimpse of the freedom and love she's always yearned for.“I won't hurt you like he does,” Artemis whispers, his touch light against her trembling hand.“And yet I'm still chained to both of you,” Haelyn replies, shaking, her eyes darting between the brothers.Torn between two Alpha brothers and fighting the scars of her past, Haelyn must draw strength from herself to fight against her family's betrayal and the bond that connects her to two strong men. It is a choice, though, that could unwind it all and make her heart possibly what she needs to save herself and the pack.MATED TO THE BEAST ALPHA BROTHERS is a hot paranormal romance about betrayal, passion, and a heroine who will never break, no matter the odds.

Somebody once told a joke.A man ran in place all his life. He worked a job he didn't love for people he couldn't stand. But at the end of the day, the number in his bank account went up.That man got a second chance at life. He woke up in another world, full of adventures and romances and monsters and gods. And floating above his head he saw the number “1”. So what did he say?“Gosh I better make the number go up.”Not today. Not for this old soul. Reborn as a beast of battle meant to live a short life and die screaming, Garek refuses. He puts the madness of skills and levels behind him and sets out to found a little farmstead. He grows crops. Maybe someday he'll get a pig, and have bacon.It's a shame the world won't let him be. It's a shame that the warmongers and level-grinders hate nothing more than a soul at peace.He put down his sword for a plowshare, but when trouble comes calling, he'll pick it up again.

'Nina?'The thought hit me before I even really processed who it was. Nina Shoka from my class. She was just walking along, probably listening to music, totally unaware that this car had lost control and was sliding right toward her.I didn't think about it. Didn't weigh the pros and cons or consider my options. My legs just started moving.I dropped my phone and sprinted toward her. The car was maybe three seconds away from hitting her when I slammed into her side, pushing her as hard as I could toward the sidewalk.She went flying, landing hard on the concrete but definitely out of the car's path.Me? Not so lucky.The impact felt like getting hit by a train. One second I was pushing Nina to safety, the next I was flying through the air. Then I hit the ground and everything went wrong at once.I couldn't move my legs. Couldn't really move much of anything, actually. There was this weird warm feeling spreading across my chest and stomach, and when I tried to breathe, it felt like drowning.'Well, this sucks,' I thought, staring up at the sky. 'Guess that's what I get for being a hero.'My vision started getting all swimmy and weird, but I could make out Nina crawling over to me. She had pulled out her earbuds and there were tears streaming down her face.“Why did you do that?” she kept asking, over and over. “Why would you do that?”I wanted to shrug, but my shoulders weren't really cooperating. It seemed pretty obvious to me - she was in trouble, so I helped. That's what you do, right? Nothing fancy about it.She was talking to me, saying my name a lot. I didn't realize she even knew my name, to be honest. We had been in the same class for like three months and I don't think we had ever actually had a conversation.“Kofi, stay with me, okay?” she was saying. “You're gonna be fine. The ambulance is coming.”

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.