Beautiful Female Soldier

A naive girl who leaves with her aunt Kate. She goes from home to school using the woods as her passage. She was always bullied by two girls in her school named Rose and Linda. But she was always saved by her knight in shining armor, Alex. Her peaceful life came to a halt when she came back from prom night and saw her aunt Kate crawling away from the house with blood stains all over her. Some hidden talents she never knew unfolded before her with aunt Kates body on her lap. She finds out how her parents died and who she finally is, a hybrid the last descendant of her clan which makes her heart the key to the blood moon.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it to get even. He wants to make her cry the way he did. He wants her to pay for abandoning their child. But Killian didn't expect to see her like this. He expected a cold, gold-digging queen. Instead, he finds a woman who is bruised, broken, and scared for her life. The hate is still there, but seeing another man lay a hand on her makes his blood boil. Now, a war is starting in the Thorne mansion. Maximilian is a monster who won't let his "property" go. He starts to notice the way Killian looks at his wife, and it makes him even more obsessed and dangerous. Killian came for revenge, but now he has a new rule: If anyone is going to punish Seraphina, it’s going to be him. And he will kill any man who tries to touch what belongs to him.

Beautiful Allison Harley was a victim of domestic violence that made her a loner in school. Hunter Vaughn was the hottest boy in school, the golden boy who thought he had it all until a tragedy took away his perfect life and temporarily blinded him. When they met, Allison was running away from her past, and Hunter thought he had no reason to undergo the treatments needed to recover his eyesight. He was blind, but he saw how beautiful she was. She gave him a reason to live… a reason to see again... a reason to fall in love. Hunter went through a transplant that enabled him to see again, but separated him from Allison for more than a year. When he got his eyesight back, he also got his perfect life back. Once again he's the most popular boy in school and she's the outcast he doesn't even remember. Will Hunter find his way back to Allison? Or will he choose to live his perfect life and pretend he never even knew her?

Angel a cheerful and carefree young lady with rich parents and a loving brother,She naive and worry free. until one day when her two best friends pointed guns at her at the edge of a cliff saying that they were only after her parents money. You guys killed my family?. Angel exclaimed. No your stupidity and naiveness killed them so you should blame yourself for their death. one of her friend said why laughing. If I am to survive this am coming back for you. Angel said and jumped over the cliff. God answered her prayers and she was saved by a young man. In the quest for revenge angel did everything she can to make sure she succeed in her revenge

I grew up with a plan. I already knew from the very beginning that my whole life would revolve around reclaiming the territory that rightfully belonged to my father's name. I wouldn't stop until I got it back, even if that meant playing a game of seduction with Alpha Maddox, the ruthless Alpha of the Dark Forest Pack, to get my way in. But what I didn't see coming was Xander Trevino — Alpha Maddox's brother and his new Beta. Xander was cold, dismissive, and my fated mate. His being distant and unbothered by me should have made it easier for me to put my game into action, but it didn't. Because every time we collide, sparks fly and I am left weak to my core. Being weak was not part of the game. ***** This book is a spin-off novel from the Alpha Blood Circle Series but can be read as a standalone.  ***** Follow me on my I G and F B for updates and teasers - author.cassa.m

On my third day driving for a ride-hailing app, I picked up a female passenger who was completely wasted. Early the next morning, the police knocked on my door. At the station, the woman pointed straight at my face and screamed, "It was this driver! He raped me while I was drunk in the car. I’m still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged at me, trying to punch me, but the officers restrained him. People at the station started pulling out their phones to record, shouting insults like "scumbag" and "pervert" at me. An officer who wore a gloomy face asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I calmly took off my baseball cap. I even thought about unbinding my chest. "Officer, there’s something I’m really curious about. I’m a woman. With what, exactly, would I have made her bleed?"

Being the most powerful man in Greece. Basil Drakos is the don of the Greek mafia, ruling over as head of the other families. His family has been in control of Greece for many generations, starting with his great grandfather as don. While visiting one of his nightclubs he comes across Layla. Attraction sparks between them and he talks her into a night of passion, a night filled with desire and lust. Upon waking up he realizes she disappeared. Knowing he has to have her in his life he has one of his guys follow her back to the states, later on he finds out their night together has its consequences.

She didn't know, but her eyes captured his attention from the beginning. She didn't know, but her sweet smile almost made him stop breathing. She didn't know that she had been his fascination from the first moment he saw her. She didn't know and left him in despair. Thea Lark, a hard-working girl looking to retrieve everything that was stolen from her. She was prepared for a long battle alone, but... unexpectedly the one that she didn't think would help her, became her most powerful strength. "From when did you like me?" Thea asked the handsome man resting on her lap. "I don't know," he dared to say making her frown, "but..." he smirked, "I do know that you kept making me jealous when that bastard James Riot gave you that flower." "Wait, but that was when we first met, we were seven years old." "I know." DISCLAIMER: The cover is not mine, the credits go to the rightful original artist. Please contact me if you wish for me to take it down.

"I'm being f..framed," she stuttered. The fear that gripped her heart in a vice clutch was immense. "Stubborn as f*ck!" He growled as his baritone voice boomed. His obsidian eyes met her fear-filled ones and her stomach churned in raw trepidation. "I s..swear, I...I.. didn't..." Her mind was in the chaos of terror. But just being in the presence of this barbaric man had her heart lurching to her mouth. "Your lies are only fueling my rage, woman." He bellowed, causing her to flinch. She stopped breathing in sheer horror as he prowled towards her like a beast. There was madness in his eyes. He roughly grabbed her jaw, his fingertips digging into her fluffy cheeks causing her lips to pucker out. His dark gaze illicitly roved her body; the unadulterated lust in his eyes... 18+

I've been married to my Mafia Boss husband for 15 years. When we first got married, he couldn't even afford a ring, but I didn't care; I loved him. I hid my identity. I secretly used my family's influence to help him build his empire from scratch, and I even bore him two children. His adopted sister always mocked me, calling me an old-fashioned housewife and saying I wasn't good enough for him. To avoid embarrassing him, I always endured it. Until our 15th anniversary, because both me and his adopted sister wore red dresses, he told me to stay in the kitchen: "Sofia's right. That red doesn't suit you. Don't come out until the banquet actually ends. Stay in the kitchen. I don't need the Dons from New York seeing you and getting the wrong impression." I was completely heartbroken and didn't argue anymore. I dialed a number I hadn't made in 15 years: "Principessa?" "It's me," I said, my voice steady. "Tell those old fossils on the Council... Isabella Corleone is coming home."