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Mi amigo de la infancia prometió casarse conmigo una vez que alcanzáramos la edad adecuada —pero en mi ceremonia de boda, él le dio el anillo a mi hermanastra, Sol Huarte. En ese tiempo, era Víctor Lowell, el temible heredero de la mafia, quien me había salvado anunciando públicamente que me había amado por años. Durante los cinco años de matrimonio, él cumplía cada deseo que yo tenía, incluso aquellos que mencionaba de manera casual. Yo realmente creía que era el centro de su mundo. Todo eso cambió cuando me topé con folder clasificado mientras limpiaba su repisa de libros. La primera página era un archivo sobre Sol, con tres palabras en rojo impresas en negrita: “Prioridad de protección.” Le seguía un reporte de misión que yo conocía demasiado bien. En la noche de la misión, hubo un atentado en mi contra. Mi sangre casi se derramó por completo antes de que me salvaran. Cuando desperté en el hospital, descubrí que había perdido a un bebé que no sabía que estaba esperando. Lloré amargamente en los brazos de Víctor, pero no le hablé del bebé. No quería que se preocupara más por mí. Ahora, finalmente me doy cuenta —Sol también había sido atacada esa noche, y las órdenes de Víctor habían sido: “Salven primero a Sol.” Mis lágrimas mojaron el papel, corriendo la escritura. —Está bien —dije suavemente, pero con firmeza en el silencio—. Si mi matrimonio ha sido toda una mentira, voy a desaparecer de su vida. Para siempre.

My best friend, Maya, flew in from Miami for my bachelorette week. My last days of freedom. She insisted on a girls' night in to celebrate, ordering all my favorite takeout. She asked me to hold her mobile phone and wait.Then her phone lit up. A message from some guy. A shirtless pic. Text: I need you tonight. Another photo buzzed through. Sex toys. Bondage gear straight out of a movie. My face burned. My heart hammered against my ribs. I’d just stumbled into her secret life. But the next image made my blood run cold. A close-up of the man's chest. A jagged scar I knew better than my own reflection. It belonged to my fiancé, Luciano Carbone.

Due to my mother's last wish, I kept my identity hidden and mated the son of my father's friend, Alpha Xavier, who I grew to love after our union. The night of our wedding, war broke out. My Alpha left me for the battlefront. Before he left, he asked me to wait for him, promising that when he returned, he would spend the rest of his life with me. He only loved me. While I waited for him to come home, I took care of the Pack. I did a very good job and earned the love of everyone in the Pack. I am Luna. A year later, the war ended, and my Mate won the war. He came back with a woman and said she was his true mate. They had already completed the mating ritual and marked each other for life. Bianca is known for the best warrior on the battlefield. She says she doesn't want to be stuck in the pack like Luna, the housewife. Xavier used his accomplishments on the battlefield to trade with Alpha King for a special reward, the Luna Duet, and we two Lunas are equal. Fuck this ridiculous Luna Duet, May the best Luna win.

I've wanted him for as long as I can remember. My father's best friend. Forbidden. Untouchable. But that only makes me want him more."Sorcha has spent years longing for Karios—the man who commands every room but refuses to see her.She’s not a child anymore. And when her father leaves her in Karios’s care, it’s the chance she’s been waiting for.”But what she doesn't know is that Karios isn’t as unaffected as he seems.Alone in his house, she’s determined to make him see her. Want her. Lose control.” And once he gives in… there’s no turning back.”

"Don't underestimate me!" She growled, pressing the knife against his neck on their wedding night. "Don't mistake my kindness for my weakness." "You look so hot pinning me against the wall and the knife pressing me against my neck," he smirked. ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ Weylin Turner, the vicious leader of the mafia organization 'The Black Panther' returned to England after fifteen years. At a party, he learned that his marriage was already fixed with the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia organizations in England. But on the day of the marriage, the bride didn't appear. To save his father's face, he immediately ordered his subordinates to find a bride for him. Suddenly his eyes fell on Garaine Jones, a cheerful caregiver at an orphanage. He couldn't help but take advantage of the situation. Finding her weakness, he compelled her to become his bride. To his surprise, she agreed to his terms and conditions easily. Little did he know that Garaine Jones wasn't some ordinary woman as he thought. She was something beyond his imagination. Did the predator himself become prey while chasing his fantasies?

Mon ami d'enfance m'avait promis de m'épouser dès que nous serions en âge, mais le jour de mon mariage, c'était à ma demi-sœur Sabrina Hugh qu'il avait passé la bague au doigt. Ce jour-là, Victor Lozé, l'héritier redouté de la mafia, était intervenu comme un chevalier blanc. Devant toute l'assistance, il avait déclaré m'aimer en secret depuis des années. Durant nos cinq années de mariage, il exauçait chacun de mes souhaits, même les plus futiles. J'étais persuadée d'être le centre de son univers... Cette certitude s'est brisée net le jour où, en époussetant sa bibliothèque, j'ai découvert un dossier ultra-confidentiel. La première page portait le nom de Sabrina, surmonté de l'inscription en gros caractères rouges : « PRIORITÉ ABSOLUE ». Il était suivi d'un rapport de mission que je connaissais trop bien : il détaillait la nuit où l'on avait tenté de m'assassiner. Je l'avais échappé belle après une hémorragie qui avait failli m'emporter. À mon réveil à l'hôpital, on m'avait appris que j'avais perdu un enfant, un être dont j'avais ignoré jusqu'à l'existence. J'avais sangloté dans les bras de Victor, sans lui révéler cette perte. Je ne voulais pas l'inquiéter davantage. Aujourd'hui, je comprenais tout : Sabrina avait aussi été attaquée cette nuit-là, et mon mari avait donné cet ordre : « Sauvez Sabrina d'abord. » Mes larmes maculaient l'encre jusqu'à la rendre illisible. « Très bien », ai-je murmuré dans le silence, la voix tremblante mais résolue, « si ce mariage n'est qu'un mensonge, alors je disparaîtrai de ta vie. Pour toujours. »

Wanting to be love but afraid to fall... Wanting to trust but not so eager to believe... If promise of a lifetime exist, will you take the risk? Read the stories of: —Mr. and Mrs. Cruz —Mr. and Mrs. Tolentino —Mr. and Mrs. Imperial

He bought her with blood money. She came with secrets that could start a war. JAX "REAPER" is the kind of man mothers warn their daughters about.President of the ruthless Blackfangs MC, he rules the streets with iron fists and brutal retribution. His bike is his freedom. His daughter is his soul. And love? That died the day he buried his wife.So when a desperate gambler offers him a woman as collateral for a debt, Jax doesn’t want complications.But then he sees her . SARAH LANGSTON is silence wrapped in bruises. A ghost in her own skin. She doesn’t flinch—she freezes. Doesn’t beg—just obeys . But her eyes tell a story too broken to speak.Jax takes the deal.What starts as a cold transaction becomes something neither of them expects. She’s not just a shattered woman—she’s a survivor of something darker than Jax imagined. And the closer he gets to uncovering the truth, the more dangerous it becomes.Because Sarah isn’t just running from her past. She’s the reason his enemies have come back with a vengeance. When his eight-year-old daughter is kidnapped , Jax will burn the world to find her.And if the Vultures think they can use Sarah as leverage?They’re about to learn why Reaper earned his name. 💣 WARNINGThis is not a love story. This is a war between trauma and tenderness. Between dominance and devotion. Between a biker king and the broken girl who just might bring him to his knees.If you crave dark romance with brutal MC drama, damaged heroines, savage heroes, and heart-wrenching twists— Reaper's Ride will be your next obsession.

Carol Renae never thought that she would catch the attention of Titus Black, the man with the highest status in Northvale, after running into him once. However, after they ran into each other a few more times “by accident”, Carol demanded, “What do you want, Titus Black?!”Titus cupped her face and stared into her eyes. “You,” he answered playfully.

Since she was sixteen, Sydney Rae Salvador has been in love with Clyren Zeye Matteo. But that's not how he ever saw her. He was constantly present but never hers, he was her older brother's best friend. Sydney quietly loving him, while he loved other girls. Then everything changed one night. She became pregnant even though she had no idea what it meant to him. She kept her pregnancy a secret. She wished to avoid making him feel obliged to stay. She also became irrationally angry with him. However, she secretly missed him when he wasn't present. She was simply seeking things, it turned out, and she wanted Clyren close to her most of the time. Months later, her brother discovered that she was pregnant. He got angry with Clyren and confronted him but Clyren already knew. He had been waiting for Sydney to tell him herself. After that, Clyren took care of her. He was always there. Then one day, when she was six months pregnant, she asked him to buy her a mangosteen that she was craving. He went out, but he never came back. She gave birth alone. For years, there was no sign of him. Four years later, her twins were already toddlers. At the airport, her son had an accident. At that exact moment, she ran into Clyren again. He was checking on her son’s head, which was covered in blood. She begged him to help their son, so they rushed to the hospital. What happened to Clyren? Do second chances really exist?