After Leaving Her Ex-alpha, Luna Pursued Her Freedom

Lara Smith is a 30-year-old woman who has been living a dull and lonely life. She doesn't have a family of her own, she doesn't have her own savings, and she is working hard like a dog, just to make ends meet. She wished to be like Amanda Montserrat, a beautiful, rich and a powerful woman who owns Etoile Cosmetics company. The world is her oyster, and she lives a perfect live. She's a trillionaire, she's a genius woman running a cosmetic empire on her own and she is engaged to be married to Emmett Albreicht, who is an extremely famous hotel magnate. While on a company field trip, Lara was involved in a tragic accident, and she was in a comatose state for a year. As she wakes up from her slumber, she realized in horror that she is she's been trapped into a different body! She is now living the life of Amanda Montserrat and she doesn't have any choice but to live a different life while thinking on how to get back to her original body!

Janice Jordan, the daughter and only child of a successful international billionaire, Mr Jordan, had everything at her beck and call hence nothing excites her anymore as everything she always wants, she gets. Then without warning, he came into the picture, after his abrupt disappearance, and everything came tumbling down. For once in her life, Janice couldn't handle this man. The mere thought of not having control over some horse keeper sends her into a frenzy of confusion. She didn't know what "Love" felt like as every man that had come before him was just a toy to kill time with until she gets bored. Only that, this so called horse keeper was no ordinary horse keeper at all. In fact, far from it. There's something strange, tempting and exciting about him that she could not fathom and she's resolved to find out. Janice however, didn't know she was up against her own nemesis. Read along to unveil the underlying truth about the devastating love affair of Janice and Drake and how they were able to overcome it.

Raven Rosette, the only daughter of Caston Rosette, the infamous Mob Boss of Sicily. She is beautiful, sassy and a talented soon-to-be doctor. She loves her papa but the only thing she hates about him is his title Mob Boss Trapped in the world of possessive mob bosses, Raven finds herself entangled with someone who is forbidden for her. He is a deadly poison and she was willing to drown in his poison. Both their hands are immersed in blood. One is obsessed with taking lives then another is obsessed with saving lives

"Where are you going, Mrs?" Zaviyaar pulled her to himself after seeing her going away from him. She fell straight on his lap. "I was going to change the dress." She said in a low voice as she felt his warm breathing airing on her neck. "It's not needed." He said meaningfully to her and put his lips on her neck. Anaaya stopped breathing as she felt his grip getting tight. This man is living in her every breath. Zaviyaar tightened his grip on her waist and slowly his lips travelled up from her neck to her face. Anaaya's heart was pounding fast as she felt his warm lips and his beard rubbing against her skin. "You have become my soul, Anaaya Zaviyaar." He said lovingly, kissing Anaaya's cheeks. Anaaya abruptly held him tightly by his shoulders. "For the happening of this moment, I waited every moment." She leaned near his ear and taking a heavy breath, she told him in a soft voice. Abruptly, Zaviyaar's grip has tightened around her waist.

"When beloved falls, her two demon souls combine. Humanity in her is long gone, and chaos will arise. And when blood spills, precipitated is her enchantress guise to surface. Together at the price of her pain, death is inevitable." A soul so dark and corrupt deserves no salvation. They say: "She who dwells in darkness, forever shall not descry light." But what will ignite between two people when that same evil existence, a woman, freely lets a man wreak havoc in her already not-so tranquil life? As to how the moon illuminates the shadow in the night or how the sun envelops the land in warmth, Matteo walked in Diane's life, resembling a soothing breeze blowing gently on one's heart. He was her salvation, something she didn't know she needed. And she was his damnation, something he knew he needed. Diane denies her monsters; Matteo embraces them. But can she learn to accept herself? Or will she end up being the destruction she feared she would become?

My wife, wanting to spend a romantic birthday date with her first love, added a dose of sleeping medication to the milk bottle of our sick, crying daughter. The medicine took effect, and our daughter drifted into a deep sleep, which allowed them to enjoy a romantic, undisturbed date together. When I came home, I found our daughter still sleeping. By the time we arrived at the hospital, it was too late. I called my wife, but she answered with irritation. "Is it because I'm celebrating Shawn's birthday that you must ruin it? I'll go home after the celebration is over." Then, she turned off her phone. Little did she know that, for the sake of one romantic date, she had taken our daughter's life.

"Babygirl?" I asked again confused. "I call my submissive my baby girl. That's a preference of mine. I like to be called Daddy." He said which instantly turned me on. What the hell is wrong with me? " *** Iris was so excited to leave her small town home in Ohio to attend college in California. She wanted to work for a law firm one day, and now she was well on her way. The smell of the ocean air was a shock to her senses when she pulled up to Long beach, but everything was so bright and beautiful. The trees were different, the grass, the flowers, the sun, everything was different. The men were different here. Professor Ryker Lorcane was different. He was intelligent but dark. Strong but steady. Everything the boys back home were not. *** I moaned loudly as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly each time going a little deeper. "You feel so good baby girl," he said as he slid back in. "Are you ready to be mine?" He said looking at me with those dark carnal eyes coming back into focus. I shook my head, yes, and he slammed into me hard. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes Daddy, I want to be yours," I said loudly this time.

"Let's renew the contract. Be my bedmate whenever and wherever I want." Lydia had finally made it through her one-year marriage contract and was officially divorced, so she should be free to live her life as usual. But the opposite was true. Lydia became entangled again with Reino, her playboy ex-contract husband. Reino Andersen never saw his ex-wife as a woman worthy of his company. But after the events of that night, the body that had always been insulted by her thinness became his opium.

Monalisa, a young girl who was abandoned at a very young age, lived with her relatives who used her as they pleased without giving her proper attention neither did they show her love or kindness, not even the people around her. She met and fell in love with a man called Bret but was heartbroken when she realized the man only used her because of a bet he made with his friends. Monalisa got pregnant from her short relationship with Bret and out of hatred for the father of her child she ended up abandoning her son to die by a seashore, she wanted to kill herself too but was captured by a vicious vampire, there, she sort to become powerful in other to be free to get back at all the people that had hurt her and made life miserable but will she succeed especially when she falls in love again and found out that her lover was the son she never knew was still alive, who had also become a powerful werewolf?

Russia, the only place where sex and guns could ever taste so sweet—my exact nightmare. The only thing I’m here for is to grind my body over shady politicians for my father’s schemes. I’d be more than willing to do so if it meant I’d pull my mother and myself out of his chains and start a new life. I was so close, so damn close—until he came . . . very much unannounced. Konstantin Morozov, the man I am going to be married off to. Russia’s ruthless beast— earning his crown with bloodied hands. With this, I only had to face two challenges: infiltrate his notorious business as per father’s order and divorce him when the time is right. But dealing with a husband who has a Morozov as his last name was never easy, especially with a gun pointed at my head, and those rough, cruel hands wrapped around my heart. I wonder which blows up first?