How Does Trust No One End?

I had just climbed into the armored SUV leaving the Moretti estate when the gatekeeper hurried after me with a black encrypted phone in his hand. "Mrs. Westmore, Don Moretti asked me to give you this." I took it. One unread message glowed on the screen. [Selena only had a scare. I'll come home tomorrow. Don't overthink it.] I stared at it for two seconds, popped out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and tossed it into the rain outside the window. The next day, I had just reached the abandoned shipyard in North Harbor when encrypted messages started hitting my backup phone one after another. [Vivian, where are you?] [Why aren't you home? Where the hell did you go this late?] [Answer me. Don't make me send men all over the city looking for you.] The last one was exactly his style: soft on the surface, arrogant underneath. [Your family survives under my protection. Don't test my patience.] I didn't answer. After countless messages sank without a reply, my husband finally drove to the old Westmore grounds at North Harbor. He knew that if anything was left of my family, I would be there. But when Damon pushed through the broken iron gate, he found no guards, no household staff, and no Westmore men waiting for orders. The old house stood hollow in the rain. Its windows were blown out, the front steps were black with soot, and the air still carried the bitter smell of smoke and gunpowder. Damon grabbed a passing harbor guard by the sleeve. "Where are the Westmores?" The guard looked at him as if he should already know. "Gone. The family was hit two nights ago. Whoever came for them knew exactly when Moretti protection would be pulled from the harbor." "Miss Westmore came back before dawn," the guard added. "She took the black-gold signet, a few boxes of ledgers, and whatever papers survived the fire." "After that, she left. And no one has seen her since."

17-year-old Violet's life has been nothing out of the ordinary. That all changes the night a group of men break into her house, killing her parents, all in the name of some person called “The Alpha.” Now, Violet finds herself trapped in a web of lies, secrets, and werewolves. It's impossible to know who she can trust, but Violet must decide before she loses her heart and her life.

Blind pianist Elena Hart has spent her life proving that darkness cannot silence her. Gifted with extraordinary hearing, she can recognize people by their footsteps, breathing, and even the rhythm of their heartbeat. But one quiet night, while practicing alone in an abandoned concert hall, her remarkable gift becomes a curse. Hidden behind the stage, Elena overhears a cold-blooded murder. The killer finds her moments later. When he discovers she's blind, he makes a decision that changes both their lives. Instead of pulling the trigger, he takes her with him, convinced she can never identify his face. Damien Cross has never failed a mission. As the syndicate's most feared assassin, he trusts no one and leaves no witnesses behind. Yet the woman he abducts is unlike anyone he has ever encountered. Elena doesn't need eyes to uncover secrets. Within days, she has memorized every sound in his hideout, every lie in his voice, and every weakness he tries to hide. As a powerful criminal empire closes in, hunter and captive are forced into an uneasy alliance. With corrupt officials, ruthless assassins, and hidden betrayals surrounding them, Elena and Damien must decide whether trust is worth risking their lives. But Elena is keeping a secret of her own. She remembers far more about the night of the murder than Damien realizes. The sounds she carries in her memory could expose a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of power and make her the most dangerous witness alive. In a world where silence can kill and every heartbeat tells a story, surviving may be impossible. But sometimes, the last witness is the only one capable of revealing the truth.

I went through 100 hormone shots for him—just to finally get pregnant. Five years begging those shots to work—all for Rafe Morello. The Don with ice in his veins... but also the guy who used to wipe sweat off my forehead in the middle of the night. Everyone thought we were goals. Then I handed over my lab results, and the nurse paused, blinking up at me. "Sorry, what's your relationship to Rafe Morello? There's already a pregnancy under his wife's name." I froze. Carmela Vitale. His dead brother's wife. Spouse listed: Rafe Morello. Breathing? Suddenly optional. No tears. No drama. I just slid off my ring and tucked it into my bag. Then I called the number buried at the bottom of my drawer. My voice? Freakishly calm. "Yeah. Three days. Pick me up." It wasn't about revenge. I left because I finally got it—some people, you gotta cut loose if you ever wanna stop bleeding. Three days later, he walked into a silent bedroom. On the nightstand: my wedding ring, the signed divorce papers, and a copy of the ultrasound. He sat on the floor and just... kept rubbing that ring. Regret doesn't knock. It floods. And that night, it drowned every lie he thought he could get away with. That was when he finally figured it out—love could wreck a person worse than hate ever could.

In the is novel you will see how the ultimate betrayal of the ones closest to you can either shape your existence or break your spirit and self resolve.

Until The Lie, Loved Me by Elle Targaryen Celeste Monroe's picture-perfect marriage was a lie. Behind the doors of her luxurious home lived a man who controlled her, broke her, and left her mourning three lost pregnancies in silence. Then he had an accident. When he wakes from a coma, he's not the same. The cruelty is gone. In its place is tenderness, protectiveness-and a love she never thought she'd feel. For a while, Celeste lets herself believe in miracles. Until she uncovers the truth: the man in her home isn't her husband. He's a spy sent to erase her. Now, Celeste must play a dangerous game-caught between the man who stole her heart and the mission that could end her life. "How do you escape the man sent to destroy you-when your heart is already his?"