Bianca Alyssa

“You are playing with fire, Alyssa,” he warned. “I’m trying not to lose control.” The emotions were roiling inside of her, building to something far greater than anything she’d experienced with any other man. Sometimes we run away from the one person we should be running to... *** From USA Today bestselling author and the author of Billionaire’s Secret Baby, comes a brand-new suspenseful romance about a socialite falling in love with the man ordered to protect her. With one hell of a twist, this steamy romance is a must read! Agent Scott Tabor was as sexy walking away as he was coming toward you. You know the kind of attractive that makes your mouth dry, and your palms sweat before you ever speak to the man? Yeah… that’s my reality. But let’s back up a second. It all started a few weeks after my parents died in a freak accident. While I was trying to grieve, my long-lost uncle came into the picture. At first, I thought Uncle Frank was trying to make an effort—until I came home to a nightmare. Forced to abandon my apartment, I turned to my lawyer and old boyfriend, Nate Livingston. Only his very pregnant wife wasn’t too happy with me hanging around. And who could blame her? Meanwhile, Uncle Frank was doing everything in his power to make my life a living hell. Enter Scott Tabor, FBI agent extraordinaire and my new roommate. I’m sure we can keep everything platonic. After all, we are both adults. Adults with wants, needs, and dare I say, an insane attraction for each other?

His smoldering golden gaze struck sparks from hers. “I wanted you the first time I saw you nearly three years ago. Now I want you even more.” “Me too... I've been waiting for this for so long… Three years might seem an eternity sometimes. Touch me, Diego. Please,” she mumbled shakily. “I will, 'cariño'… And I won’t stop. Not until you beg me to.” "Then... Don’t you ever stop…” she whispered urgently, shifting her hips in a restive movement against the sheet, wildly, wickedly conscious of the growing ache at the very heart of her. “Never…” "Is this a promise?" "A certainty." For sexy, mysterious Mexican aristocrat Diego Francisco Martinez del Río, Duque de Altamira, Jacqueline Maxwell was a gypsy, a weirdo living in awful conditions. And she was raising his orphaned baby niece in… a trailer! So unacceptable! Since she wasn’t giving up on little Azura, and his niece was very fond of her aunt, Diego offered to marry Jacqueline and raise the little girl together. Yes, she was poor but she was a real beauty, and with a little help, Jacqueline might become a perfect wife for a Duque. Graceful, beautiful... delightful, even. Jacqueline Maxwell knew Diego and his kind all too well. He was as stunning and charming as the devil himself, but twice as ruthless and heartless. He was just a playboy interested in one thing and one thing only. And it had nothing to do with little Azura. Still, accepting his proposal of a marriage of convenience might be the end to all her worries regarding the little girl left in her care by Alyssa, her sister...

She loved him her whole life. But she never saw him coming. Indie has spent years secretly in love with Braxton Fallon—her childhood friend, her anchor, the boy with the sad blue eyes who once saved her after she lost everything. To the world, they’re inseparable. To her, he’s the love she’ll never confess. Then Brax announces his engagement—to Bianca, Indie’s high school tormentor—and asks Indie to plan the wedding. Heartbroken but determined, she agrees, vowing to finally let him go. But at the Fallon lake house, Indie’s plans are shattered when she meets Slade—Brax’s arrogant, magnetic twin brother she never knew existed. Slade is infuriating. He’s reckless. He’s temptation in its most dangerous form. And he wants her with a hunger that terrifies her… because part of her wants him too. Brax is everything she’s ever loved. Slade is everything she’s ever feared—and wanted. Now Indie must choose between the safe love she’s always dreamed of… or the reckless passion that threatens to set her ablaze. Explicit Content Warning: This book contains mature themes, sexual content, and scenes intended for readers 18+. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Series #1 I love you, Sister Series #2 My Brother's Bestfriend I am Sofia Avery, Vaughn’s younger sister. Akala ni kuya, simple lang akong babae, conservative and old fashioned. Eh nag-aral ako sa ibang bansa kaya na-adapt ko ang culture doon. I am a liberated woman, at may isang naging seryosong karelasyon, but I left him in Spain dahil nagiging bad influence na siya sa akin. Nakilala ko si Josh dela Paz, na kapatid ni sister Bianca, at bestfriend ni kuya. Naging ka-roommate ko siya sa apartment na pag-aari niya. Hindi ko alam na pinaghiwalay ni kuya si Josh at si Alison na ex-fiancée niya. May naka-video na naghahalikan sina kuya Vaughn at Alison, at napanood ito ni Josh. Mahal na namin ang isa’t isa. Ibinigay ko na ang lahat-lahat sa kanya, but I found out that he just made me fall for him para gantihan si kuya. Bumalik siya sa ex-fiancée niya na nanloko lang siya, at nang-akit sa kuya Vaughn ko.

The 99th time my fiancé, Draven, hung up on me, I dragged myself to the family's church, my diagnosis of end-stage renal disease clutched in my hand. "Father, I wish to renounce the Rocci family and break off my engagement to Draven Frost." The words had barely left my lips when my parents burst in with my adopted sister, Bianca. My father, the family's Consigliere, didn't hesitate. He slapped me across the face, right there in front of the priest. "Your fiancé is a respected Capo in our world, and you choose to insult him like this!" "You're dragging our family's name through the mud in front of the whole organization!" My mother snatched the diagnosis from my hand, sneering after a brief glance. "Playing sick for attention again, are you? What is it you want this time?" My adopted sister, Bianca, clung to our parents' arms, her voice choked with tears. "I'm so sorry, sister. You can have my place at the gala. Please, just stop making trouble for Mom and Dad!" I wiped the blood trickling from my nose and calmly repeated my words to the priest. "I am no longer a daughter of the Rocci family. I am not worthy of an alliance with the Frosts." "I will be dead in three days. I want this engagement broken before then."

Cloud menjadi pribadi yang sangat angkuh karena kekayaan dan statusnya sebagai putri satu-satunya dari klan Prawira. Gadis itu sama sekali tidak percaya pada pria apa lagi cinta. Menurutnya, dia mandiri dan memiliki segalanya. Meski begitu Cloud selalu dipaksa mamanya untuk segera mencari pendamping hidup. Bianca – sang mama memaksa Cloud untuk mengunduh satu aplikasi perjodohan agar bisa menemukan pria yang cocok. Kesal, Cloud memilih tetap mengunduh aplikasi bernama LOLOLOVE itu kemudian pergi dari rumah, dia berlibur dengan yacht pribadi ke tengah Samudra, hingga kejadian tak terduga menimpanya. Ia masuk ke dalam game yang ada di aplikasi itu. Cloud menemukan dirinya menjadi sosok Ariel, tokoh utama dalam game itu yang merupakan putri kaya raya tapi tertindas oleh ibu tiri dan kakak-kakaknya. Dengan karakter asli dan kemandiriannya, Cloud berusaha memenangkan game dan menjadikan Ariel istri dari seorang miliarder incaran setiap gadis bernama Nicholas Wilson agar bisa keluar dari game itu. Namun, bagaimana jika akhirnya dia malah jatuh cinta ke Nic? Akankah dia rela kembali ke dunia nyata? Note : Novel pertama dari serial/Tetralogi LOLOLOVE

Ava Coleman was always looked down upon as a mistress's daughter in her family. Her father Jackson ignored her existence and never said a word to her. Her stepmother Bianca treated her like a maid. Even worse, as she grew up, she started to feel a dirty gaze on her body from her stepbrother, Jonathan who wanted to have her first time at all costs before she found her mate. The only hope for Ava is to find her mate and escape from hell. To celebrate Jonathan finding the Alpha's daughter as his mate, her family held a big Party, and they invited many well-known Alpha families. But Ava was not allowed to attend, she had to cook in the kitchen though that day was her 20th birthday, Her stepmother forces her to serve a drink to a furious man -the ruthless Alpha Thorne, the Alpha of the Black Mountain pack. People said he turned into a cold-blood Alpha since he lost his Luna years ago. Unexpectedly, he turns out to be her mate. Alpha Thorne has no thoughts of taking a mate despite his pack's persuasion to take Agatha, the sister of his beta as his mate. But when he sees Ava for the first time, he's overwhelmed with the desire to have her. A cold man and a broken girl. Will they heal together and find love or will misunderstandings and enemies break them before they even know how to love again?

I have a deal with Aldric Cromwell, the so-called King of Equinox Street, a billionaire lawyer-turned-CEO. If I confess to him 142 times while wearing a wedding dress, he will cover his limited-edition Koenigsegg in flowers, drive me to the most magical castle, and give me the grandest wedding imaginable on my 143rd try. However, Aldric is nowhere to be seen that day. Instead, he makes headlines by renting out the entire Wondergrove Theme Park just to celebrate his sweet new girlfriend, Bianca Alvarez's birthday. Bathed in the glow of brilliant fireworks, they share a tender kiss, cameras flashing like stars all around them. That moment quickly becomes the top trending story on the internet. Meanwhile, I go viral in my own way for showing up in a wedding dress for the 143rd time outside his company building. Speculations and theories swirl about the mystery man I keep confessing to but never reveal. People also wonder how long it will be before I make the 144th declaration. When Aldric realizes I have faithfully kept our agreement, he promises me, out of pure guilt, that he will finally fulfill the vow he's made to me after the final confession. Dressed to the nines, he arrives at his company, driving that flower-covered, limited edition Koenigsegg, only to receive a final text from me. "There won't be a 144th confession, Aldric. We're over."

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

I had been with Lars Carter for six years. The head of Midas Capital in Eastwind City, he was a rising star in Riverton's Silver Street—the heart of this nation's financial world. Few knew his true roots. Within him flowed the Vitalus bloodline. Lars descended from an old mafia clan from the city of Virgil in Vitalus, the Viktors. Midas Capital was ours. We built it from the ground up together; Lars would haunt private clubs, ironing out business deals amid drinks. I would stay by his side, doing the accounts, steering the direction of the negotiations, and memorizing every detail of the high-stakes contracts. We did everything together—a tight team. Or so I thought. In my naivete, I was convinced I would rule the city alongside him. The woman behind the man, so to speak. …Until Pearl Ross arrived two months ago. His childhood sweetheart moved from Virgil to Eastwind City. It was then that I knew—she was the one he was waiting for all along. It had always been her. "Lars, I want to get married." Lars' face tightened; hesitation veiled in businesslike concern. "Bianca, you know the company's at a critical stage… We're mid-fundraising. I can't right now." I smiled, calm and composed. "That's fine." He misunderstood. I was getting married—just not to him.