A Dangerous Fortune

Rosaline died, and Sean personally put Jane into the women's prison for it. "Take good care of her"— his words made her three years in prison a living hell and even cost her a kidney. Before she went to prison, Jane said, "I didn't kill her," but Sean was unmoved. After her release from prison, she said, "I killed Rosaline, I'm guilty as sin!" Sean was livid as he said, "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say that!" Jane laughed. "Yes, I killed Rosaline Summers, and I did three years in prison for it." She escaped, and Sean scoured the whole world for her. Sean said, "I'll give you my kidney, Jane, if you'll give me your heart." But Jane looked up at Sean and said, "I don't love you anymore, Sean…"

“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.

Veronica, a young woman scarred by a difficult childhood, and Ethan, burdened by his own past are promised a love that has the power to heal their wounds. Their blossoming romance, however, is withered by dark secrets and the shocking betrayal of a close friend. In a brutal attack, Veronica is left fighting for her life, and their love is tested. A shocking betrayal leaves Veronica critically injured, and their love hanging by a thin thread. To complicate matters further, a shadow from Ethan's past, Alex, reenters their lives and she uses her seductive charm to cast a tempting net on Ethan. Can their love withstand the trials, or will it be torn apart by the forces that seek to keep them apart?

One night of wild pleasure brings two dangerous hearts together. When Nicole leaves the room the next morning, she can't erase him from her mind but decides to forget about him, because it's the best option. 'He won't accept me if he knew the kind of life I live' she consoles herself as she drives home. He doesn't believe love exists. The only thing he knows how to do better is to kill and earn more money. When his eyes look into hers for the first time, he instantly resolves that she's the one he's gonna spend the rest of the night with. Only when morning comes, Alessio Fernandez is unwilling to let her go. A month passes with no sight of her and when he is on a mission to kill some unspecified target, can you imagine the surprise he perceives when his target turns out to be Nicole Valdez? What choice will Alessio make? And how will Nicole handle the truth about who her one night turns out to be? Find out more in the book.

Francis Armitage grew up in an ordinary family. He falls in love with the daughter of a conglomerate family and marries her. His life seems to be perfect and is envied by others, but his life is not easy due to maltreatment from his in-laws.

When my mother won a million dollars from a lottery ticket, she prepared an envelope for each of her three children. After we opened them, my younger brother and younger sister each found a bank card inside. But from my envelope, two 1-dollar coins clinked onto the floor. Seeing me freeze, a trace of unease flickered across Mother's face. "Cassian," she said hesitantly, "Logan and Sienna suffered a lot growing up because your father passed away so early. So I gave each of them 500 thousand dollars as compensation. "You're the eldest son—like a father to them. Don't fight with them over this, okay?" I glanced down at the faded down jacket I had worn for years, the fabric so worn that it had lost its color. Then, my eyes drifted to my younger brother's limited-edition sneakers and to the designer bag slung over my sister's shoulder. Mother seemed to have forgotten that when Father died, I had only been eight. I smiled faintly. "Alright. I won't fight them for it." Hearing this, Mother let out a long breath of relief. The next second, my voice turned cold. "Then I won't fight for the responsibility of supporting you in your old age either."