Novel & Cerita 101 Dalmatians Street Dorothy

When Selene Vireaux, a rogue werewolf, arrives in Chicago to disappear into the noise of the city, she expected loneliness. But then she sees him. Lucas Carter is everything Selene shouldn't want — human, innocent, young, soft — but the moment their eyes meet across a rain-slicked street, something ancient awakens inside her. It's not hunger. It's not instinct. It's need. She stalks him through alleys, watches him in silence, memorizes his every movement from the shadows. But when a violent attack leaves Lucas bleeding in the dark, Selene breaks her vow of distance and reveals herself — beautiful, feral, inhuman — to save him. Now bound by blood, danger, and a connection neither of them can understand, Selene must decide if she’s willing to destroy the fragile peace she’s built just to keep Lucas for herself… and Lucas must choose whether to run from the monster who saved him, or fall into the fire of something far more dangerous than love. Obsession burns. And under the full moon, nothing stays human for long.

At the sweltering precinct of Riverside, Camila Gonzales is already a familiar face, a sharp-tongued high school senior with colored streaks in her hair and a reputation for trouble. She claims she doesn’t care what anyone thinks, least of all the police. Especially not them. Then Officer Asher Flores transfers in. Calm, composed, and impossibly unreadable, Asher sees through her sarcasm in a way no one else ever has. When Camila deliberately takes the blame for a street thief she secretly tried to stop, he realizes her defiance isn’t recklessness, it’s protection. And when he threatens to formally charge her, she laughs, as if detention would be a relief. Camila hates cops. Asher is one. But beneath her hostility is a girl who’s never been listened to, and behind his steady authority is a man who quietly chooses to see the truth. What begins as a clash between a guarded delinquent and a principled officer may become something far more dangerous, an understanding neither of them expected, and neither of them is prepared for.

BETH Is a good girl, with a little dark side. She has a thing for a bad boy. Her friends and her like to sneak out to clubs and illegal street races. Her and her friends go to a club, to dance every chance they get. And on this night they go to the club. They are having fun and partying unaware of what the night has to offer. As she is dancing she feels this feeling she is being watched. As she looks around she can't see the source of her uneasy feeling. VLAD As I was at the club I own for some time now. My friend Enzo kept on bugging me about this stupid underground illegal race that happens every weekend. I love the thrill of danger. I own a midnight blue Bugatti Chiron super sport. As I step out on the balcony and look out at the crowded club, I see a girl having a good time. That's when I see her, blue eyes dancing like none of all the girls I have seen here before. That's when I knew I needed to make her mine.

When a war between political gangs and mafia groups breaks up in fort canon city, Blake Walker an upcoming business man is forced to relocate to his in-laws to take shelter and recover from losing everything he has worked hard for. Muddled in this misfortune, his loving wife Tessa Wallace and her family would however turn on him and treat him worse than a street dog in the Wallace manor. None of their offence changes the love he has for Tessa until she decides to divorce him, beaten to a pulp and shot to the brink of death, Blake finally signs the divorce papers and gets thrown out of the manor. But the gods of luck would smile on him when it turns out he is a long lost Heir to one of the richest and most dangerous Mafia groups in the city. After taking his rightful place at the high table, revenge is inevitable and tables turn. He serves it hot with his guardian angel by his side. Anita Baker former employee at the manor and the only person who stood by him when he needed help the most.

After eight long years, Alia Morvane was at her happiest when she discovered she was a little over four months away from giving birth to her and Jasper’s child. Everything seemed perfect, and she hoped that her husband’s cold attitude toward her would finally change once their baby arrived. But the dream she held so dearly came crashing down. While crossing the street, Alia was struck by a speeding car—leaving her not only gravely injured but also causing the loss of her unborn child. Devastated and broken, Alia lost the will to live. She thought her story had ended when she died… until she heard what her child told her. “You haven’t been living your best life… but I’ll give you another chance—to change your fate,” he said. Trusting her child’s words, Alia was sent back eight years into the past. This time, she vowed to change everything—herself, her choices, her life, and her destiny.

“Shoot me, butterfly, do it,” Russo said with a smirk, and Chloe’s grip on the firearm faltered. “Who says I can't?” She retorted, hoping her hesitancy wasn’t showing on my face. “You love me, butterfly, but if you are going to do it, look into my eyes.” He replied and Chloe chuckled. “Your problem is that you trust everyone to much.” Chloe smirked before looking straight into his eyes and taking the shot. ____ Everything changed for FBI agent, Chloe Bells when she walked in on her husband cheating. Her barely surviving marriage fell apart, and Chloe was losing herself fast in the quicksands. When the FBI offered her a chance to catch a break, she took it happily. One of her hardest undercover missions was to bring in one of the most feared men in the world, Alessandro Russo. It shouldn’t be hard for Chloe to transition into Alissa, the street fighter who needs a job, but nothing prepared her for the consequences of working closely with the crime boss himself—consequences like falling for him and going against her undercover instructions!

My husband kept making me see a psychiatrist. He said I had delusional disorder and kept imagining I was a corporate heiress. He once grabbed me by the throat and screamed that my parents had died in a car accident years ago. To cure my "illness" and stop him from worrying about me, I took my medication on time and tried to forget those "delusions". One day, I was handing out flyers on the street when a Rolls-Royce stopped in front of me. The driver respectfully opened the door. My father, who had only ever appeared in my "delusions", stepped out, pain written across his face. "The one million dollars I transfer to your account every month is supposed to let you see what life is like. Why are you out here putting yourself through this?" One million dollars? I could hear my ears ring. What exactly had my husband been hiding from me when he said he had spent all our savings treating my illness?

​"I’ll do whatever it takes," I whispered, desperate to save my dying father and our family’s legacy. ​"Whatever it takes?" Damian Thorne’s voice matched the ice in his eyes. "Then marry me for one year—no strings, no feelings. Just a contract, signed in blood." ​Aara Vance has a heart of gold and a life crumbling into ashes. Damian Thorne is the "Vulture of Wall Street," the man who destroyed her father’s business without a second thought. Now, to save the man she loves, Aara must trade one prison for another: a golden cage with the man she hates most. ​She expected a cold bed and a silent husband. She didn't expect the fire that ignites between them, nor the dark, dangerous secrets Damian hides behind his billionaire mask. ​The rules of the game are simple: don't fall in love. ​But Damian Thorne doesn't follow the rules. And Aara is about to discover that the debt she owes might cost her more than just her freedom. It could cost her everything.

Pretty, cool, genius, and talented— those are the adjectives I am being described in every street and places you asked about my name, Khrystyanna Solano. I am being entitled as a perfect girl with a perfect life for the riches my family possesses. I am being called by names in different ways for who cares about it. But no one asked if: who really is Khrystyanna Solano? I am the so-called perfect who once had a perfect life. A complete family, a cozy house, trusted workers, loyal family friends and even the perfect parents. But who would have thought that in a joyous occasion that is supposed to be filled with happiness and laughter, all I and my best friend once have... just vanished? Not long after this, another wave of surprises welcomed me. The once I thought finished is still nothing but a dream. Because the man who took everything away from me, returned for another thing he wanted... me. What is his intention for chasing after me? What is his reason for doing such a horrendous thing in our family? And... What is he?

After Lilith died, my fated mate Darian hated me. "If it weren't for you, Lilith would still be alive. Why couldn't it have been you instead?" So he played the loving husband in public. And tortured me in secret. Until I finally died. I was reborn — back to before Lilith's death. This time, I wouldn't cling to Darian. I'd let him have Lilith. When he dropped my hand at my birthday ball and walked toward Lilith, I didn't beg. When he said my scent in the house made him sick, I moved out immediately. When he told me to stop standing between him and his true love, I severed the mate bond without a word and turned to another man. Later, I was walking down the street hand in hand with my new mate. Darian blocked our path like a man possessed, eyes rimmed red: "Grace, come back with me. I can forgive your little joke."