Ace No Diamond

Attention: 18+ and Over Only. This content is intended for individuals aged 18 and over, as it includes mature themes and explicit scenes. Thank you for your understanding! ****************** In the bustling city of Los Angeles, accountant Maryjane Diego finds herself in a very unexpected situation. While at her father's dockside warehouse, she discovers a mysterious and seriously injured man lying there. Despite her fears, her medical training takes over, and she quickly gets to work saving his life. As she stitches him up, their eyes meet, and she can feel an intense connection between them, even though she knows it's dangerous. This man is Gustavo Silver, a feared underboss in the Italian Mafia. He's known for his cruel reputation, and he won't let Maryjane walk away after she saved him. Attracted to her innocence yet tormented by his dark past, he claims her in a way that both excites and terrifies her. In his world, the lines between right and wrong blur, pulling Maryjane deeper into a life filled with violence and forbidden desire. As tensions rise between rival cartels, Maryjane realizes she's become more than just a witness-she's a pawn in a deadly game. Caught between her powerful father and the dangerous man who controls her heart, she must choose how to navigate this perilous situation. Just when she thinks she can trust Gustavo, a shocking secret from their past threatens to tear them apart. In this world of danger and betrayal, Maryjane faces the toughest choice of her life. She knows Gustavo is the type of man she should stay away from, yet her connection to him is undeniable. Meanwhile, he is willing to destroy everything to protect her. But will their passion be strong enough to survive the storm closing in around them?

I was three months pregnant when my fiancé left me to marry his first love, Isabella Thompson. Soon after, I was in a car accident. I survived, but our baby didn't. My childhood friend, Daniel Smith, found out and insisted on marrying me despite his family's objections. He spent a fortune on the best doctors to ensure I recovered fully. Later, he arranged a grand proposal, confessing he had loved me for years. I was touched and agreed to marry him. But three years later, I overheard his conversation with his friend, Mike Perez. "Remember years ago when Isabella stole Jessica's fiancé? To avoid any future trouble for Isabella, you married Jessica and even caused that car accident, which killed the baby she was carrying. Now, can she even get pregnant anymore?" Mike asked. "No, I love Isabella," Daniel replied. "I just didn't want to have any babies with Jessica, so I put birth control in her water." I trembled, unable to believe what I had heard. It turned out Isabella was also Daniel's first love. I figured it was time for me to leave.

It's been four years since Nezha chose to leave everything that reminds her of her painful past. She's now a booming fashion designer and a freelance model of her own brand, upon the persuasion of her friend to come back for their marriage she met Kalisto, a freelance model and also her business partner for her next projects. Upon their fate colliding with each other, the law of attraction couldn't be denied and Nezha eventually found herself tied with him. But as if fate was playing with its strings she met her former lover one fateful day and the truth that they can't go together anymore give a devastating blow to Nezha.

Stay with me, please stay I need you to love me, I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my lace Everly Vivienne Rock, ‘Lyv’ for her readers and followers, is a very… interesting woman. She’s an author of romantic novels, filled with love and fiery passion, but she avoids the limelight. Her only connection with her fans is through her weekly vlog called ‘HeartChat’. When Everly rants about the handsome and talented rock star who has inspired her love stories, whose voice fills her every day and night with wonderful dreams, he actually… responds. For the first time, she considers stepping out of the safe world she’s created for herself. Lennon Stark loves his music and performing, but not the fake women who come along with it. When his little sister shows him ‘HeartChat’, the vlog of her favorite romance author, he’s intrigued by how genuine and warm she is… by her angelic look. As he pursues Everly, he’s forced to evaluate the direction of his life. He wants to meet in person, but as much as Everly wants to, it forces her to face the anxiety that has held her back all these years. With as much courage as she can muster, she steps into the world she’s been hiding from. Unfortunately, her anxiety isn’t the only threat to their happily ever after.

Andrea is a powerful she-wolf that has it all. Beauty, power, a family and the most loving boyfriend, but everything is snatched from her in a second as she lays on the cold ground, left alone to die as she slowly slips into the black, endless hole of death but life has other plans as she wakes up in the body of a weak omega, Tabitha. What happens when she's shipped to the powerful Alpha's house and she turns out to be his mate? The Alpha has a secret he's hiding from the world. Will a weak omega be able to break his walls and help him heal? What is the Alpha's secret?

As Christmas approached, my fiancé Marcus Shadowhowl, the next-in-line Alpha of the Shadowhowl pack, rejected my invitation for a date and instead planned to take his assistant Sienna Nightsky to the beach on a vacation. Known as the perfect Luna-to-be, I didn’t cry or beg. I even thoughtfully helped him plan the trip. He kissed me gently and said, “Lorelei, you’re the most understanding werewolf in the world.” I smiled as I saw them off—then turned around and went to have an abortion. Why? Because in my past life, I had begged him to stay with me using the pup in me. But in the end, Sienna was brutally murdered at the beach. Outwardly, Marcus still treated me tenderly, but in his heart, he blamed me for her death. When I was about to give birth, he tricked me into going to the beach and issued a ruthless order to his subordinates. “Are we really going to dissolve the Luna’s child with silver? That’s too cruel!” “Yes. She killed Sienna. This is the punishment she deserves!” It was only then, in utter agony, that I realized Marcus had always held a grudge against me. Now that I’ve returned to the time before everything happened, I didn’t stop him from going on vacation with his assistant. Everyone laughs at my foolishness. But what they don’t know is that Marcus will eventually regret it and beg me to come back to him.

"Fine, I’ll do it, but only on the condition that my grandma gets proper treatment. If you don’t hold your end of the bargain,” Sandra said as her tone quieted down before adding, “even the stars won’t save you from me.” ******* He wanted a bride, and unknown to him, he’d married the wrong bride. Aztec Marshall was cruel, and toxic for a powerful alpha, but that was how he reigned. Many who knew him were too scared to even look in his direction. Women who loved his dangerous aura wanted him, but all he needed was for his pack to be strong. She was a simple human, with simple desires, though her greatest challenge was to finance her sickling grandma, the only family that truly cared about her. Adopted into a werewolf family, Sandra Franzel didn't know that she was just a contingency plan for them, until the dreaded day came, when she had to fit herself into a damn gown, thanks to her sister, Scarlet who had made a run for it on her wedding day. However, for the sake of her grandma, Sandra wasn't scared to be the devil’s wife. Bound by a marriage of convenience, they both have to learn to live with each other, even though the longer they stay married, the more secrets come to the surface.

Eight years into marriage, and Fabian's mom finally gave me and my son her stamp of approval. Invited us to spend Christmas in his hometown. My son—Luca--and I were hyped. We picked out a gift for her and hit the road with Fabian. Right as we pulled into the village, Fabian's old friend called—crying, claiming she'd crashed her car. Fabian panicked. Left me and Luca in some random snowy mountain town and sped off. It was pitch black. Snow dumping down. Then Luca screamed. He'd stepped on a trap and dropped into a pit. Blood everywhere. I called Fabian, totally panicked. He goes, "Stella, Roxana's in a wreck. I need to be with her. Stop making everything a competition." Then he hung up. Blocked me. No time to fall apart. I wiped my face, called an ambulance. Too far out. By the time they got there, Luca was already gone. Cold. Broken. Gone. I held him and screamed until my lungs gave out. Meanwhile, Roxana's posting in the social media. All smiles in Fabian's arms. His face soft. Loving. [Highway jam turned into truth or dare. One word—"accident"—and he came flying. So happy.] I exhaled. Tagged Fabian. [Let's get a divorce.] This joke of a marriage should've ended forever ago.

Lilly Devereux is a busy, quiet, recluse. She keeps to herself, and tries to stay out of the way. However, when her CEO forces her hand to participate in a company retreat, she doesn't realize what she'll be getting into. They are the Triad. They are the kings of a tribe of supernatural outcasts, and they rule with an iron fist. However, they lack what all kings need, a queen. That is until a faithful encounter with the quiet beauty, Lily Devereux. Fate would have them together. Fate would have them rule. But Fate would have the Triad fall, should their queen deny the night.

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.