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RENT-FREE SPIRITS

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Tia Ramelan never expected her broke twenty-something life to take a turn for the... undead. When a mysterious letter arrives claiming she's inherited a crumbling Victorian mansion from an uncle she’s never met, she thinks it’s a scam. But curiosity (and crushing rent) drives her to check it out—and what she finds is much worse than termites. The house is haunted. Spectacularly haunted. Now living rent-free (kind of), Tia is suddenly the reluctant landlord to a misfit crew of ghosts: a tea-obsessed Victorian noblewoman, a raving party ghost from the ‘80s, a creepily helpful ghost child, and a cat that may or may not be a minor deity. Just as she starts to settle into the madness, a demon in a fiery suit arrives with a mountain of unpaid spectral debt and a deadline: turn a profit in 30 days or lose the house—and the ghosts—to soul foreclosure. Armed with sarcasm, a borrowed laptop, and zero clue how to run a business, Tia launches the world’s first haunted bed-and-breakfast. But between cursed bathtubs, demonic zoning laws, and ghostly guest drama, keeping the lights on (literally) might kill her before the demon can. Rent-Free Spirits is a hilariously spooky ride through haunted real estate, found family in the afterlife, and what happens when you turn your ghost problems into a business model.
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: I started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”
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