And Then There Were None Book Characters

Made for each other yet unknown to them. But made to live together as man and wife, because the universe thinks it will work for them as it worked for her sister and his brother. The couples are always aflame and inflexible toward each other. As they spitfire in their lives, which causes it to effuse into something indescribable, as the force of love brings them together, and their love faces different ordeals. Will they overcome it? But In the end, love always wins.

A prophecy tying two souls. He is destined to die at the hands of his mate. She is fated to kill even the gods themselves. What will happen when they are mated to each other? Anna Visserion is an assassin with a vengeance. She will do anything to take down all those who are responsible for her family’s demise. Strong and resourceful, Anna is trying to find the last killer who is hiding behind the protection of the powerful Prince of Faika, Lavi Costa. Lavi is an ambitious Prince without a wolf but that doesn’t make him any less dangerous. With his intellect and cunning ways, he has taken down some of the strongest lycan warriors. His thirst to dethrone his brother and take over Faika is fueled by hatred and a traumatic past. But standing in his way is a prophecy. A prophecy which states that his mate will kill him. So when Anna crosses his path, they are on the verge of killing each other. But when her blood spills, he is also hurt. If she is scarred, he feels the pain. Will they give in to their mate bond? Or will their chess match end in a bloodbath? .... Note: Standalone sequel to Lycan and his Lover. You do not have to read the first one to understand this one!

Her hair is a lustrous blond. Her eyes are flashing blue-violet. She is sweet and childlike. They call her Angelina. Though it doesn't feel right. How can she tell them that underneath her innocent personality she feels something more? Something wild. Something dangerous. Something she had been before. But she doesn't understand. ____ He knows she has secrets. Underneath her timid personality. She is something more. She is someone he will be willing to explore. Something he is willing to expose. He calls her Angel. His Angelina.

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 1 [Also known as PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS] 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 When my mother's declining health forced me to reconsider my career options, my boss steered me in an unexpected direction. The was simple: get in, get the information, and get the out. Except, it wasn't that easy. Especially when my target was the most nefarious man alive in New York. The closer I got to him, the more I saw sides of him I never expected. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding and eager gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs. One might think he would stop at that, but—devil, help me—he needed more. More than I was ready to give. There was a reason I never wanted to the Underworld. When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, but nothing prepared me for the worst. The truth about the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister. 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒 We all know what they say about sweet things: when consumed excessively, they turn from savoury to bitter. That was what she was. A poor excuse for a sweet I wanted to devour. I wanted to make her suffer with the same intensity. She deserved it. And so did her scheming sister. Only, I didn’t know the latter was dead, and I might be the one at fault. But did that stop me from craving her? , no. My desire to have her magnified. She became mine the moment she walked into my life with those hauntingly blue eyes. She could give me the one thing I never had in life: happiness. But being the master at ruining everything, how could I ever be the man she wanted me to be?

Dimitri. Pria pemilik ekspresi sedatar tembok itu punya satu prinsip dalam hidup. Gonta-ganti pacar boleh, gaya pacaran bebas bukan masalah. Satu yang pantang dilakukan. Tidur dengan seorang gadis. Sera. Gadis sederhana yang punya mimpi ingin membuka sebuah toko buku. Demi mencegah keluarganya ditendang ke jalanan, ia terpaksa menjadi teman tidur satu malam Dimitri. Ini kisah tentang Dimitri dan Sera. Yang bertemu, kemudian jatuh cinta dengan cara tak terduga. Benarkah cinta mereka sekali dan selamanya? Sampul: Foto oleh Asad Photo Maldivesdari Pexels Edit by Canva

Fired… Then Pregnant One wild night. One positive test. One boss she was never supposed to meet again. After catching her boyfriend cheating—with her best friend, no less—Olivia Bennett did the unthinkable: she walked away from them and the company where all three of them worked. Broken-hearted and desperate for a fresh start, Olivia drowns her sorrows in one reckless night with a stranger. No names. No strings. Just heat. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Because when she walks into her brand-new job the next morning, she finds out her one-night stand isn’t just anyone— He’s Nathan Carter. The CEO. Her new boss. Worse? Her ex and ex-best friend work for him too. And Olivia? She’s pregnant.

Emily Carter was the quiet girl no one noticed. She lived in the shadows, buried in books, dreaming of love she thought she would never have. Then Ayden Cole, the golden boy of her college, made her believe she finally mattered. He made her laugh, made her dream, made her fall. But it was all a lie. A cruel bet. A game to humiliate her in front of the world. One night of betrayal destroyed Emily. One fall from the bridge should have ended her story. But fate had other plans. She was saved by Jaxon Reed, a dangerous biker with secrets in his eyes. She was remade by Victor Blackwood, the ruthless mafia king who ruled the city with fear and fire. “You can die as Emily Hart… or be reborn as someone no one dares to touch...” Victor told her, and she chose rebirth, when Emily looked in the mirror again, she was no longer Emily Carter. She was Scarlett. Bold. Beautiful. Untouchable. Back on campus, no one knows who she really is. Not Ayden, who suddenly wants the girl he cannot have. Not Kelsey, the ex-bully who feels her crown slipping. But Jaxon—the man who saved her, knows, and so does Victor: cold, powerful, twice her age. He should have stayed away, but the more he tries to resist her, the more he burns. Scarlett came back for revenge, but the game is no longer simple. Desire is dangerous. Enemies circle closer. Love feels like a loaded gun in the wrong hands. And in the end, Scarlett must choose, between the boy who broke her, the biker who saved her, and the mafia king who might destroy her heart… But what if the real danger is not losing herself to revenge, but to love, or maybe desire?

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 3 [Also known as LACERATION: THE GAME OF CHAINS] 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 Marrying a stranger is one thing. But marrying a stranger related to the man you thought you’d marry is a whole other thing. What would you do in a situation like this? I, for one, fainted at my engagement party and almost drank my off to get through the wedding night. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, my husband offered me a contract, and I signed it, seeing his eagerness to get rid of me. Spending an entire year under the same roof seemed like torture, especially when my dear husband kept making excuses to talk to me and to unnerve me. Yet I liked it. But he wasn’t mine. And his mistress had a lot to attest to that. 𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒 Marriage for power. A wife ten years younger. And a tattoo. None of these was a part of my plan to thrive as a Mafioso, yet I didn't mind any of it. It was all because of that succubus. My ruination disguised as a beautiful woman, now my bride. I was a man known for my control and snide personality, yet neither helped me overcome my desire and need to taste her skin. When I finally did, I couldn’t have enough of it. The contract should've kept me away from her, should've helped me be the responsible adult and control my thoughts of her. All I wanted then was to tear that piece of paper that ensured our freedom after a certain point. I could never free her, knowing how damning it could be. There were just a few tiny problems. Her father. My past. Infiltrated enemies. And the damaging nightmares I had no control over.

Jasmine became a human-robot dead to emotions, the night her parents were murdered in cold blood right in front of her. She was a killer, the type that tempts a man with her body, entices him with her siren-like voice, and then drives a blade into his chest sending him to his Creator. When her uncle and the only family she had is killed by the Governor she sought out to get him in the only way she knows how to, but her plan falls through as she discovered he wasn't in the least interested in her body. In between being his assistant, sharing a floor with him, and wondering why he had such a cold blank look that made her shiver, he slowly was beginning to work his way into a piece of her anatomy she could swear she had tossed into a dumpster - Her heart. Now Jasmine must choose between revenging her uncle's death or try figuring out if there was more to the hardcore desire she felt for a man she was supposed to hate with her being.

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 2 [Also known as POSSESSION: THE GAME OF CLUBS] 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 What is worse than being forced to marry a man you’ve never even met? Drinking with a man who’s off-limits and sleeping with him to prove a point. After one drunken mistake, I swore to never entertain him again. But the next time we met, things did not go as expected. He was the enemy, one I should've known better than to involve myself with, but I couldn’t resist his unbreakable allure. was not the only reason. It was the way he softly whispered sweet words into my ears and the way he held me. It was the intensity with which he looked at me and made me feel desired. There was one tiny problem. His marriage was in four months. To the woman who called me her friend. 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 They say there’s pleasure in tasting the things you cannot have. Forbidden has its own mind when deep-rooted inside someone. I never knew the depth of these words until I saw her. She was the brightest pink rose in a sea full of white ones. She was covered in thorns, a boundary only I dared to cross because I had nothing to lose. Only, she wasn’t mine, nor I, hers. Every moment we spent together reminded us of the reality meant for us. Some sacrifices are made for the greater good, but what good comes from leaving behind the one thing you never had and have finally found? She surrendered herself to me. Until the end of our agreement. So what if one of us wanted more in the end? What if the one was me?