Aura Warna Biru

After that night with Travis—a priest who also happened to be her first—she fled the club, desperate for a new life. She hoped she'd never see him again; if possible, she wished their paths would never cross, not even to glimpse his shadow. Her life finally found peace when she decided to go back to her hometown. But that peace shattered when she discovered her sister, whom their parents had sent to a prestigious religious academy specifically to prevent her from turning out like herself, was now pregnant by one of the school's own priests. Just as she was interrogating the board, trying to find out who the father of her sister's baby was, she bumped into Travis. He was the current head of the board, feared for his unusual aura and commanding authority, and notorious as a great womanizer. Her heart suddenly raced, and she wanted to drop everything and run, but it was too late. The womanizing priest had already captured her attention.

“What’s wrong, doctor?” Elena’s worry etched onto her face and various thoughts roamed her mind while her chest tightened and became heavier. “Do you believe in God and miracles?” The doctor’s smile softened his words as he looked at Elena. Elena narrowed her eyes, shaking her head dumbfoundedly. “No, I don’t believe in anything like that.” The loss of her parents had shattered her faith long ago. “Then maybe you should, because a miracle just happened,” the doctor’s grin widened. “What do you mean?” Elena’s confusion mingled with the lump forming in her throat, tears pooling in her eyes. Her chest felt both relieved and heavy with emotion and the bright and shallow ambiance of the lights added to her tension. “You’re not dying anymore,” the doctor announced, his excitement changing the aura in the room.

Blurb Five years ago, the 18-year-old Mia was the most naive Italian teenager ever. The people she trusted took away her inheritance, identity, and fiance. Finally, she was thrown into the bed of a stranger. That night changed everything in her life. Five years later, she returned to Italy as a world-class model with a secret child. "Mommy, take a quick peek at that handsome uncle", the small girl with a ponytail cupped her cheeks and had a dreamy look on her face. Mia sighed and replied, "Chiara, don't forget our agreement. Anyway, that stranger is not half as handsome as your Dad". The said stranger had a darkened expression on his face. His subordinates felt the urge to laugh but his oppressive aura wouldn't let them do it. That was the first time their boss met a woman who wasn't afraid of offending him. Mia's goals upon her return are only three. One, bring down her enemies and take back her inheritance. Two, Restore her identity as an Arturo. Three, Find the man from that night. What if fate has other plans for her?

ML Seeing her after fucking seven years, I was stunned. I can't believe my eyes, she is here infront of me ALIVE. I am not letting her this time. FL After leaving him, I decided to restart my life, finally everything was getting on track again but I met him again after seven years. I can still feel my heart in my throat. _____ Aura a Twenty-six year old girl lives in LA. In some accident she confronts her longtime ex-boyfriend as she tries to run away from her feelings and him, she finds herself spending time with him. Rejecting him again this time, she tries to distance herself away from him but it was not possible when they both have a mutual friend group. But sabestine, this time asked her to be friends and she agreed. Agreeing to be his friend, Aura finds her to be with him everywhere and Aura’s bestfriend getting married. In all the marriage drama, the distance between them falls apart as they find love in each other again. Dealing with past issues as they move towards each other. Will Destiny work in their favour? Or will they go their separate ways again? It's all the questions hanging to the end.

“I’ll take her, her tears taste nice” “The wedding holds tomorrow, I’ll come back for my bride then, bye for now” That was all the devil had to say to pull her into his dark and bloody world. His words are final , his silence speaks His presence cold and hot His aura speaks of great and might power He who rules Italy without stress Feared by the government and the people in the country He is who he thinks he is. He’s Gerald Grey. Roseanne Kent a twenty years old college student who’s hated by her father and sisters. She found herself being sold into a marriage with the most feared and most powerful mafia lord in Italy. At the mention of his name, the city stays quiet, getting on his bad side is a direct call for death. What happens when the most feared and most powerful mafia lord gets married to a mere twenty years old lady who was to sold to him as a bride for a billion dollar? What happens when Roseanne Kent finds out there’s more to Gerald Grey than what people know? What happens when the truth about Roseanne’s mother comes to light? What happens when the truth about the mystery death of Gerald Grey’s Six ex-wives is revealed?

Birthdays were never Summer’s favorite. She particularly despised them when her best friend gifted her a tarot card reading. Skeptical of the warnings about encountering a dangerous wolf who would alter her life, she couldn't help but laugh out of it. Romance was the furthest thing from her mind. Yet, the young woman’s prediction turned out to be eerily accurate. Julian Wolf radiated an aura of danger and allure. With his suave demeanor and distant charm, his gaze seemed to pierce through to Summer’s very core, igniting a fire within her.

Sous l'Habit, la Fièvre Sœur Clara a toujours vécu dans l'ombre des murs du couvent Saint-Raphaël. Dévouée à sa foi, elle a fait vœu de chasteté, mais une soif d'absolu brûle en elle, un désir qu’elle n’a jamais osé nommer. Lorsqu’elle est envoyée en mission pour assister les malades d’un hospice isolé, elle ignore qu’elle vient de poser le pied à Poudain-Bassé, un lieu dont les murmures parlent d'interdits et de damnation. C'est là qu'elle rencontre Raphaël, un homme dont l’aura est une promesse de péché. Il est tout ce qu’elle a fui : la chair, l’arrogance, la tentation incarnée. Lui, amusé par cette nonne trop fière, s’amuse à la provoquer. Mais sous la soutane, il perçoit autre chose. Une femme en lutte, un brasier caché sous le marbre de la dévotion. Les jours passent, et ce qui n’était qu’un affrontement de principes devient un jeu dangereux. Chaque regard échangé, chaque frôlement accidentel les consume un peu plus. Clara tente de résister, priant avec plus de ferveur, mais la voix de Raphaël résonne dans son esprit plus fort que celle de Dieu. Et quand enfin il ose briser la dernière barrière, lorsqu’il murmure à son oreille que le ciel n’a jamais brûlé aussi fort qu’entre ses bras, elle vacille. Céder, c’est trahir sa foi. Résister, c’est trahir son propre cœur. Mais dans ce lieu oublié du monde, où les âmes perdues se cherchent, où le bien et le mal s’entrelacent, une seule vérité demeure : il n’y a pas de salut sans passion, et pas d’amour sans damnation.

« Notre mariage n'est qu'une affaire », dit-il froidement. Elle le fusille du regard et dit : « Crois-moi, je ne veux pas de ce mariage comme toi, mais s'il apporte la paix à nos familles, je t'épouserai. » Bella est une princesse de la mafia connue pour son sourire éclatant et sa beauté. Romantique dans l'âme, elle vit dans un monde peu romantique. Elle revient en Italie après un an à l'étranger et s'apprête à épouser Alessandro Rossi pour consolider le partenariat entre les deux familles. Alessandro Rossi, que tout le monde connaît sous le nom de Sandro, est un parrain de la mafia impitoyable, un chef et un tricheur, même selon les normes de la mafia. Sa réputation est vaste, son cœur est aussi sombre que les costumes noirs et les cravates qu'il porte. Après sa première rencontre, Bella réalise qu'il est aussi impoli que beau. Bella ne l'aime pas pour tout ce qu'il représente, même si les femmes se jettent presque sur lui, elle sait que son aura de mauvais garçon n'est pas qu'un jeu. Derrière son sourire charmeur se cachent du sang, des secrets et la mort. Bella a toujours été une fille adorable, mais elle ne peut échapper à ce mariage, et encore moins à son futur mari, qui la suivrait jusqu'au bout du monde et le brûlerait pour la retrouver. Sa seule chance de survivre à ce mariage est de gagner son affection, mais Sandro n'a pas de cœur et ne reculera devant rien pour la rendre malheureuse. Elle se rend vite compte qu'elle a un penchant pour les ténèbres, les mains rugueuses et les yeux couleur whisky.

" You are mine, little Grace," his deep, authoritative voice resounds in the darkness, his predatory blue eyes standing out in the shade and his cold aura announcing his cruel present. ..... In a world of ruthless power struggles, Alpha Cronus reigns supreme, his aid comes at a steep price. Desperate to quell the rogue threat ravaging his pack, Alpha Moses turns to Cronus for salvation. The cost? His cherished daughter, Grace. But what happens when Alpha Moses breaks his promise and tries to mate his daughter with another powerful alpha?

I'm caught in a psycho's web I didn't see it coming Didn't even realize until it was too late Alder Kingsley is a monster wrapped in incredibly good looks He's out for revenge against my father and wants to use me as a pawn I thought I could handle his dark aura and menacing attitude I thought wrong Nothing can stop Alder Not the hatred between us Nor the secret surrounding us