Who Does She Think She Is?

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.

Born as a princess but Alexis Conde live a life as an orphan and been adopted by a mafia uncle. She live a life of a boyish girl with a martial artist background just to hide her identity she tried to be a very silent and timid and weakling little lady. Applying to pursue her model career. Alex went to apply as a cleaner to a very popular artist industry. The Most entertainment co. Owned by a very prominent bachelor Damian Lee What will happen if this two personality meet in an exciting encounter. Will there be a romantic chemistry between two opposite personality? Find out.

Vanez Amelia is a young rebel. At her minor age, she began to realize the reality of her life. She's living with her father in the mansion with it's new family . She never liked the woman he married again including her stepsiblings. She hates her life even more. She feel unloved and unappreciated. She knew from the very start that everyone around her saying behind her back that she's a burdensome, a bitch and all. So she totally erased the good girl she used to be. Until she entered Clinton High and there, she met Yukenzo Cabrera, the SSG president of the campus. She hates him being a meddler and he dislikes her for being a bad girl. Is there a chance their world unite despise the gap and their opposite beliefs in life? Can he waver her? Can he change her?

An unknown woman. An unrivalled man. An unexpected encounter. An unpaired couple. then an unpredictable story. "So you are telling me that a lady dragged the whole kingdom down? Just like that?" "Not just like that..." The young Princess of heaven 18 resembled a literal goddess. She wanted the throne from her father's possession being the original and rightful owner of it. But coming in her way was her step family who had the entire control over her father, the king Travis's head. Not wanting a lady to rule his kingdom, the king opposed the Princess's wish for the throne until one day all limits were broken. In rage the king's temperament was challenged and taking the well advantage of it, the step son took the initiative to backfire the Princess. Later the King wishes the Princess to pass a trial in order to win the throne but unknown to the knowledge of it, the trial was going to cost the Princess her entire life. The king wanted the Princess to lure master Xavier and get him to love her. The upperclassman who ruled the entire young Europe including their own territory was believed to be the most wealthiest and the most powerful character of the world. He was believed to be a god and obviously god can never be any one's.

The Moon has ruled the werewolves for centuries—granting power, choosing Alphas, crowning Lunas, and demanding obedience. Nyxara was never meant to exist. Born without a howl, without a lunar mark, and without the Moon’s blessing, she should have been weak. Instead, the Moon grows dim whenever she draws near. Rituals collapse. Alphas lose control. Wolves feel hunger where faith once lived. Hidden by the Moonscar Pack and condemned by ancient law, Nyxara is whispered about as a coming disaster—until Kaelion, a Moon-bound Alpha raised to serve prophecy, crosses her path. His authority falters in her presence. His bond to the Moon fractures. And for the first time in werewolf history, the Moon does not answer its chosen Alpha. As the night sky begins to darken and packs turn on one another, forbidden truths rise from buried myths: the Moon Goddess is dying, and Nyxara is not a curse sent to destroy them. She is the vessel meant to replace her. To survive, the werewolves must choose between clinging to a fading god… or kneeling before the woman who was born to end an age.

After six years by Archie Valez’s side, everything changed when his uncle died—and Archie took over the family legacy… and with it, the responsibility of caring for his “young” aunt, Betty Cruz, whose age was practically the same as Archie’s. Still, whatever Betty wanted, Archie delivered. I just never thought it would include a baby. Betty said she wanted a baby with the Valez bloodline. And with the uncle gone, Archie was the only one left to do the job. So he gave her that, too. “Just wait a little longer,” he would say to me, “Sabrina. As soon as she’s pregnant.” What started as once a month turned into once a week… Then it became a nightly routine. Of almost eight months that we lived in New York, Archie went to Betty over a hundred times. And she finally got pregnant. Shortly after, the Valez family announced that Archie would be marrying Betty. “Mommy,” my daughter asked softly, climbing onto the couch beside me. Elly—our Elly. My Elly. The daughter Archie never had time for. “Is someone getting married?” I held her close and kissed her hair. “Yes, sweetheart. Daddy’s finally marrying the love of his life.” Elly blinked at the screen. “But what about us?” I smiled. “We’re going home, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Archie forgot that I was Sabrina Marcellus. And the Marcellus women didn’t beg for rings. And certainly not love after betrayal.