All's Fair In Love And War Quote

Vayden Bevine, the King of the Gladiolus Mafia, had only ever wanted one thing his whole life: to rule the underworld. But things went bizarre when his parents arranged his marriage with the woman he had been annoying since their childhood: Viana Nivekle. Viana Nivekle is the Queen of the Blemish Mafia, a circle her father, Mr. Nivekle, happily handed over to her. Being twenty-five and yet already running a mafia group is a huge achievement for Viana. However, some things had been haunting her. Like some concealed memories linking between her finger and a trigger. Still, Vayden couldn't deny his parent's marriage proposal. Not when both his and Viana's parents are business associates and extremely close friends. Besides, ruling the Blemish Mafia would be a bonus for him. Plus, he loves annoying Viana. So, Vayden decides to marry Viana despite their bickering. Even though their marriage was anything but related to love, they pretended to be lovey-dovey in front of their respective gangs in order to protect their honor. What happens if they profess their love to the world when in reality, they love everything but each other?What if the Mafia's Arranged Love leads to the massacre of both Vayden and Viana's lives?

Amanda Lemaiyan is an heiress with a problem: when she gets back from a short vacation after breaking off her engagement to her cheating ex, she realises that the strange man she slept with at the resort is the new CEO of her company. The problem? He is the replacement of her ex, who used her to rise the ranks of her family's conglomerate. She knows what to do—forget she ever slept with the man and not give him a chance to play her like her ex did. But will her plan work when she can't help recalling how good it felt being in his arms? Especially when he seems hell-bent on getting her back into his bed... Can she give in to the temptation when she risks losing her place in her family's conglomerate if she's caught in another scandal with another CEO? *** His fingertips brushed her wet, soft folds. He pushed his middle finger into her, drew back slowly, then added his index finger. Amanda's breath came in a rush. She stopped their kiss and whispered, "Fuck me already." Oh, he was going to. After he made her tell him what he wanted to hear. "Do you want me inside you that bad?" "You know I do." With the way she was moving her hips? Yeah, he knew. "Last night, when you went home, did you think of me?" "Yes." "Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?" "Lucas," she whined, one hand grabbing his and urging him to go faster. "Tell me and I'll give you what you want." "Yes. Since the resort, you're the only one I think about when I touch myself." "You're the only one I've thought about, too, since we were together. And I've thought about you a lot."

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she placed her hands on the hard surface of his chest. "I don't want you to run this time." He responded. She could feel the deep rumble of his voice through his chest as she slid her hands down an inch over his pectoral muscles. It was an involuntary move but as she felt his chest flex beneath her touch, she couldn't help but feel proud that she caused a reaction in him. His breath fanned over her lips and subconsciously her tongue darted out to wet them. "You don't want me to run?" Juliet asked as she regained her footing, and he slid his hands up to her rib cage slowly. "No." His voice was hard and firm. "No running." "No running from what?" She knew what he was saying but she wanted him to do something about it. It was a burning need racing through her body. Her eyes closed as the tip of his nose brushed against hers. "Me." At that moment her world stopped, and she refused to wait a second longer. She eagerly pressed forward to grab his lips with her own. They were soft and warm, but she only had a moment to dwell on that fact before he kissed her back with a heavy passion. One of his hands left her side to weave its way into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. ❤️ He was dangerous, she just didn't know it. He was willing to give up everything for her. All he wanted was a woman he could call home. What happens when she learns his secret? What happens when his secret risks her life?

The morning after their night together, Harper Sullivan froze with a sudden, sickening realization—Ryan Delgado hadn't used protection. Fear coiled tight in her chest, sharp and suffocating. But Ryan just smirked, his voice smooth, teasing, as if this were some kind of game. "Our families are enemies. A baby changes that. Your father would have to accept me. Then I could marry you—properly." Heat rushed to her cheeks. She should have pushed him away, should have demanded answers—but his touch still burned through her resistance, and she gave in to him. Then, like a knife to the ribs, she heard his friend's voice from the next room, laced with cruel amusement. "Ryan, that's genius. Get her pregnant, then dump her. Harper would never recover from the scandal. And her family? Total disgrace." Ryan let out a cold, satisfied laugh. "Serves her right. She stole Olivia's spot as valedictorian, broke her heart, drove her overseas. I'll make sure she pays—this is for Olivia." Harper's body went rigid. Three years. Three years of stolen moments, swallowed secrets, letting him touch her in the dark while her family believed her loyal. And it had all been a lie. Rage and humiliation crashed over her, so violent she nearly choked on it. Her phone buzzed in her trembling hand. Fighting back tears, she answered. "Dad… I'll take the engagement."

This is a story of a young girl Annabel whose parents are rich and famous but she doesn't want to be famous...she hide her identity and was always bullied ..but she prefers standing up for herself ...can she do that? or will a savior come to rescue her?

Hazel Andrea, a two-goody-shoes girl, would do everything to prove herself worthy of her dad's attention and the Jameston name, even if it means she has to marry their family's rival's grandson - Elijah Grayson. Despite that, Hazel held on to the tiny strand of being a hopeless romantic that love could grow within them. But can love grow within piles of lies and secret stories of demise? Is love enough to keep them from turning against each other?

I, Daphne Thorn, am an impoverished woman from the slums. William Blackburn, on the other hand, is the son of the richest man in Wylland. Unexpectedly, the two of us who share such vastly different identities end up being together. So far, we've tried out various difficult positions in our bouts of passion during our secret rendezvouses in secluded areas. Like the madman he is, William often torments me in every session. I'm so exhausted that I'm about to fall asleep. That's when a notification pops up on William's phone, which is sitting next to me. So, I take a peek at it. "William, my stomach hurts a lot! I'm suffering so much right now!" It's a text from someone named "Ellie". All the exhaustion in me disappears. I can feel my chest tightening up in discomfort. Once William is done with his shower, he leaves the bathroom and picks up his phone. "You should sleep first. I'm heading out," he says. When I see William turning his back on me, I blurt out, "Are you going to meet that childhood sweetheart of yours?" William wheels around to look at me. Suddenly, he moves to lift my chin. There is a trace of wariness in his eyes. "Don't go around sticking your nose in my business, Daphne. I like my woman docile and obedient." But I end up stalking William all the way to Royale Hotel, where I witness him visiting Elaine Moore, his childhood sweetheart. He coaxes her as though she's the most precious treasure in the world. I don't have the courage to question William in person. But still, I want to know who he thinks is more important to him—me or Elaine? So, I give him a call. "William, my gastritis is acting up again! It hurts so much! Can you drive me to the hospital?" I said. I use the same tactic that Elaine had used earlier. That night, I keep waiting for William, and yet he never returns to me. That's when I decide to not love him anymore.

Anabiya a middle class and an ambitious girl who wants to be the proud of her family. Done her MBA in financing management. Topper of her university but not so much good in looks. Everything was perfect in her life till her life take a wrong turn and it was when the love of her life disappear like he never exists this thing broke her down from the deep. But she never forget about her targets of her life. But will she be able to conquer her targets or her past doesn't allow to do that? Will she able to find her first love again or not?

Turvi Ahuja is a girl who only has two dreams one to become a famous dancer another is to marry Aashank Raichand whom she love. Her life was perfect but as we know nothing is perfect or nothing stays perfect for long.Join the journey of Turvi to know who destroyed her perfect life how love destroyed her

Nang makatakas si Ella sa pagmamalupit at pangmomolestya ng kanyang amain ay napagdesisyunan niyang pumunta ng Maynila at iwanan maging ang ina niyang parang wala na ring pakialam sa kanya. Nakatapos man ng pag-aaral ay inilihim niya ito at namasukan bilang isang kasambahay sa mansion ng isang mayamang businessman na amo ng kanyang tiyahin. Ang pagtatagpo kayang ito ay magiging simula ng isang wagas na pag iibigan o mananatili lamang siyang isang kasambahay sa paningin nito?