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The Wager

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Jasper moved to a fallen log and gestured for her to join him. She hesitated only briefly before sitting, leaving space between them. Not because she feared him—but because she knew he respected her boundaries. To her surprise, he slid marginally closer.
“You know,” he said softly, “in my time, weddings were small affairs. Family, a few close friends. The ceremony itself lasted ten minutes.”
“That sounds perfect,” Bella sighed, hugging her knees.
“I take it that’s not what Edward and Alice have planned.”
She huffed a laugh. “Five hundred guests. A cathedral. A dress with a ten-foot train.”
Jasper was quiet for a beat. “And how does that make you feel?”
“Like I’m a prop in my own wedding,” she said before she could stop herself.
He looked at her, gaze intense. “Then maybe it’s time someone reminded you that you have a voice.”

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Blood Ties & Broken Bonds

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She thought the heartbreak was over.
Three months after Edward left her broken in the woods, Bella Swan is barely holding herself together—until a night on First Beach changes everything. When Paul Lahote, the pack’s fiercest wolf with a troubled past, imprints on her, the bond is instant… and undeniable. But Bella isn’t ready for fate, and Paul isn’t used to asking permission. With tempers flaring, secrets unraveling, and Jacob Black unwilling to let her go, Bella must decide whether to rebuild her heart—or guard it at all costs.
🔥 One bond, one choice, and everything to lose. 🔥

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Last Cowboy

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Bella Swan returned from Italy with more than just emotional scars—she came back with clarity. Edward’s cold promises ring hollow now, and with each step away from his controlling grip, she steps closer to freedom. When Jasper Hale appears at the airport in scuffed cowboy boots and a flannel shirt, something shifts. He isn’t polished perfection—he’s real, worn in like the leather of his old truck and the scars he doesn’t try to hide. As storm clouds gather over Forks, a different storm brews inside Bella—one sparked by the quiet vampire with gold eyes and a Southern drawl. Edward is watching, following, but for once, Bella’s making her own choices. And when Jasper tips his hat and offers her a ride home, it isn’t just a change of transportation—it’s the start of something new, something dangerous, something true.
The cowboy didn’t come to save her. He came to stand beside her.

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Wild Ride

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The motel room was quiet except for the steady rhythm of rain tapping the windows. Bella lay curled against Jasper, his fingers tracing lazy circles along her spine. She felt more alive in these stolen moments than she ever had under Edward’s careful, suffocating love. “You ever think we were meant to crash into each other like this?” she whispered. Jasper smirked, brushing his lips against her temple. “Darlin’, I don’t believe in fate—but I sure as hell believe in you.” Outside, thunder rumbled. Inside, it was calm. For the first time, she wasn’t surviving—she was choosing.

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Letters to a Soldier

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When Bella Swan moves into an old Victorian house in Forks, she hopes for a quiet escape from the ghosts of her past. But the house holds secrets of its own. In the attic, she discovers a forgotten box of letters, penned by a soldier from another time. As she reads, an unsettling connection begins to form—one that defies logic and whispers of something more than coincidence. Drawn deeper into the mystery, Bella soon realizes that some echoes of the past refuse to fade… and some letters are meant to be answered.

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Bonfire Trouble

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# Blood Sucker Meets Blood Suckers

Maurice the Mosquito thought tonight would be like any other hunting expedition. Find humans, extract blood, repeat. But the pale figures gathered around the bonfire aren’t ordinary prey. When Maurice’s quest for a meal leads him to the Cullen family of vampires, his tiny world is turned upside down. After multiple failed attempts, one lucky bite of Emmett Cullen’s impenetrable skin introduces vampire venom into Maurice’s system. Suddenly, he’s experiencing a transformation no mosquito was ever meant to undergo. Will the world’s first vampire mosquito find his place among the Cullens, or will nature’s food chain prove that even supernatural creatures can’t escape their destiny?

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Devils Bargain

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The chains rattled first, metal scraping against marble. Then came the scent—venom, blood, something burned.
They dragged him in. Shackles dug into raw wrists, his broad shoulders scarred and bruised. Honey-blond hair hung in filthy tangles, but it was his black, empty eyes that made Bella’s breath catch.
“Major Whitlock,” Aro purred, “your new charge has arrived.”
The vampire in chains didn’t bow. He just stared.
Then—he laughed.
“Babysit a human?” His voice was gravel and steel.
A slow, cruel smile curved his lips.
“Oh, darlin’… you have no idea what you just signed up for.”

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Blood and Whisky

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The storm rolled in like a drunk cowboy loud, angry, and demanding attention. Bella stood behind the bar, the polished wood cool beneath her palms, the neon glow from the beer signs casting red and blue ghosts across the walls.

The door creaked open, and with it came a man who carried the night in his step—broad-shouldered, golden-eyed, and soaked from the rain.

“Evening, ma’am,” he drawled, tipping his hat with an old-world grace. “Might I come in?”

Something in his voice—like velvet and thunder—made her pulse stutter.

And though it was her bar, her rules—she felt she’d already said yes.

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Defiance Unbound

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Renee’s breath caught as Jack stepped onto her porch, his sharp gaze landing on Bella. “She has my eyes,” he murmured.
Instinctively, she held her daughter closer. “You shouldn’t be here.”
Jack sighed. “You knew I’d find out.”
Before she could respond, Charlie’s cruiser pulled in. He stepped out, eyes scanning Jack with quiet authority. “Everything alright?”

Jack smiled coldly. “I’m here to collect what’s mine.”

Charlie’s stance stiffened. “Not here, you’re not.”

Renee’s heart pounded. She had made her choice—her family was here. And she wouldn’t let Jack take that away.

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A Warriors Valentine

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The scent of Bella’s blood still lingered in my mind, a haunting reminder of how quickly control could slip away. I sat in the darkness of my study, hands clenched into fists, replaying the moment over and over. One paper cut—that’s all it had taken to unleash the monster I’d spent decades trying to contain.

The house was quiet now, too quiet. Edward had taken Bella home, and the rest of the family had scattered to their own corners, their emotions a turbulent mix of concern, disappointment, and fear. I could feel them all, pressing against my consciousness.

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