"campo De Fogo" Para Toda A Família

prologue L’amour d’enfance de l’Alpha Un Alpha puissant et ambitieux s’apprête à épouser la fille d’un roi Alpha pour des raisons diplomatiques et par devoir, même s’il doute qu’elle soit son âme sœur. Il croit en son mariage jusqu’au jour de la cérémonie, où un événement inattendu bouleverse tout et le pousse à annuler cette union tant attendue.

“Honey, our daughter can’t marry a loser. She is our only child, we can not hand her over to a nobody, especially at such a cruiser time.” Catherine’s mother cried out to her husband. “So, an underdog for a husband. How ironic! As the saying goes, 'like mother, like daughter.”Chloe teased in a low voice, making sure that only Catherine could hear those words. Although Rome said nothing, his blood was boiling with rage and thirst for revenge. “I'll be back,” Rome said.

“Don’t do something you regret later, baby doll.” His breath was fanning against my neck. As if some electricity has run down to my spine, I shuddered at his imagining touch. “I have regretted way too much of my stupidity. Now I want to think wisely.” Controlling my running heartbeat, I spoke without cracking a voice. “Fair enough. I will wait for your wise and right decision, sugar.” Saying, he detached his body and looked into my eyes. This time, his eyes were cold. The eyes used to be held warmth for me now have something I can’t pin-point. ‘Why am I getting the feeling something is off?’

The fake daughter married my boyfriend. My mouth was taped and I was being chopped into pieces by her admirer. The entire family took turns to call me. My mother said, "How ungrateful you are. I should not have brought you home back then." Father added, "Don't bother coming back if you do not attend Samantha's wedding." Brother said, "Let me tell you, you shall root in hell if you choose not to attend the wedding." At that moment, I didn't even have the energy to shout for help due to excessive blood loss. Everyone lost their patience, "Speak up! Are you dead or what?" I could only see the calls being disconnected. One thing they did not know, I was really dead.

Valeria Herrera, la hija querida de una familia poderosa. Desafió a toda su familia para casarse con Sebastián Jiménez, un soltero que ya cargaba con dos hijos y una empresa en ruinas. Durante seis años de matrimonio, amó a los niños como una madre biológica e impulsó la carrera de Sebastián. Los niños crecieron obedientes y cariñosos, y la empresa de Sebastián terminó cotizando en bolsa. Pero justo cuando celebraban su ascenso social, apareció de repente la madre biológica de los niños. Sebastián, siempre tan calculador, perdió completamente la cabeza rogándole que se quedara, humillando públicamente a Valeria. Esa noche desapareció con sus hijos para reunirse con su antiguo amor. Después, Sebastián llegó con los papeles de divorcio: —Gracias por tus años de esfuerzo, pero lo que los niños necesitan es a su madre biológica. La madre biológica añadió: —Gracias por cuidar a mis hijos, pero una madrastra nunca podrá compararse con la madre de verdad. El mérito de criar no cuenta tanto como el de dar la vida. ¡Pues entonces Valeria ya no quería ser madrastra! Pero los niños no aceptaron a su madre biológica ni a su padre. Incluso declararon: —¡Valeria es nuestra única mamá! Si se divorcian, nos iremos con ella aunque tenga que casarse de nuevo!

Les Triplés de Fer Je croyais aimer Caleb. Son calme. Sa tendresse. Sa loyauté. Mais je ne savais pas qu’il avait deux frères… identiques. Deux autres visages. Deux autres âmes. Deux autres dangers. Elian, le deuxième triplé impulsif, imprévisible, cruel dans ses désirs s’est fait passer pour Caleb une nuit. Il m’a touchée comme si j’étais sienne. Il m’a fait croire que c’était lui. Et moi… je n’ai rien vu. Ou peut-être que je n’ai pas voulu voir. Le pire ? Ce n’est pas ce qu’il a fait. C’est ce que j’ai ressenti. Depuis, Elian me harcèle. Il me murmure que ce n’est pas fini. Que cette nuit ne faisait que commencer. Que je reviendrai. Que je suis à lui. Et puis , je ne savais pas qu'ils avaient un troisième frère , je suis tout aussi surprise qu'eux ! il y a Naël, le troisième. Le plus dangereux de tous. PDG d’un empire glacial, calculateur et intouchable. Il m’observe sans rien dire. Mais je sens ses yeux me suivre, me déshabiller, me disséquer. Il ne parle pas d’amour. Il parle de possession. Trois frères. Un seul visage. Trois cœurs obscurs. Et moi, perdue entre eux. Ai-je aimé Caleb ? Ou ai-je aimé leur reflet ? Puis-je encore fuir ce jeu sans règles, ou suis-je déjà la proie marquée des triplés de fer ?

She supposed to be a healer. A pawn. A broken heart waiting to be crushed. Valkyrie has always seen herself as an unworthy omega—kept alive by Luna Dowager's hand solely to save her only son, Alpha Ragnor. A prophecy claimed that only a hybrid werewolf from the hidden X Village could cure his madness syndrome. But the late Alpha’s hunt for a cure turned into a massacre, wiping out the villagers, leaving only baby Valkyrie alive. Adopted by the Luna to ensure her son’s cure, Valkyrie grew into her role, unaware that fate would entwine her with Alpha Ragnor in ways that would shatter everything. When the prophecy was fulfilled, Valkyrie became his mate—a cruel twist of destiny that tore Alpha Ragnor between love and duty. Fearing his mother’s wrath and uncertain how to protect her, Ragnor rejected her, unaware that rejection would spiral into a painful chain of events. Now hunted by fate, love, and madness, Valkyrie must grapple with her heart as another Alpha captures her attention, threatening her bond with Ragnor and sparking a deadly rivalry. As war brews on the horizon and secrets claw their way into the light, Ragnor’s descent into madness takes a dark and devastating path. Who will survive this twisted fate? And how far will love and madness go to claim what they desire?

[Esta es una traducción al español de ‘The Mafia Don’s Innocent Love’] Artemy Loskutov... Conocido por mi comportamiento gélido, mi naturaleza despiadada y mis habilidades letales, exijo respeto e infundo miedo en todo aquel que se cruza en mi camino. El amor y el afecto no tienen cabida en mi existencia; mi único propósito es vengarme de la detestable mafia Cavalieri, responsable de la prematura muerte de mi madre. Cuando me topo con una joven maltratada y escondida debajo de mi cama, no la perdono por bondad, sino que la veo como una mera posesión, un juguete para manipular. Rebecca Cavalieri... Me había acostumbrado a los hombres que buscaban explotarme, hacerme daño y descartarme. La confianza es un concepto esquivo y mi corazón permanece oculto bajo capas de angustia. Sin embargo, Artemy logró desenterrar y reavivar la llama parpadeante dentro de mí. Despertó mis emociones latentes. Pero si descubre el verdadero alcance del peligro que represento para él, corro el riesgo de perder no sólo su afecto, sino también mi propia vida.

Willow is destined to marry the young prince, Carter, the most desired wolf prince of all. But one night, while alone in the royal family's castle, she is slipped a potion that plunges her into a sudden, overwhelming heat. Confused and vulnerable, she thinks she is finding solace in her fiancé’s arms. Yet by morning, she discovers it isn’t Carter beside her, but Cain, his twin brother and the black sheep of the family. With her innocence lost before marriage and to the wrong brother, Willow is forced to wed Cain to save face. Still, whispers follow her everywhere, branding her as the easy-wolf who wanted both brothers. Determined to adapt, Willow struggles to embrace her new life, as she’s convinced Cain is behind her downfall. Their marriage is a battlefield, made even more complicated when the king is mysteriously killed. Now Cain and Carter must prove who is worthy to lead, but who will emerge victorious: the charming prince or the cold, ruthless alpha? *cover by getcovers*

A deep bone-melting groan vibrates from his chest. “I want to see you malyshka.Every inch of you.”  I shiver in anticipation as his fingers trail down my back, lowering the zipper of my dress, the fabric pooling at my waist. My tits come into view as cool air kisses my bare skin. His sharp intake of breath makes my stomach flip.  “Damn,” the word is rough, almost reverent as his large hand cups my left tit, squeezing softly. “They look even better than I had imagined.” His grip tightens slightly.   “A perfect fit for my hands.” ☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎ Serafina had only one dream: to take center stage at the New York Opera. But if wishes were horses, even beggars would have a ride. Thrown into an arranged marriage, She is determined to hate him but soon discovers that there’s a thin line between love and hate. Adriko has no use for love. His focus is power, his goal is revenge.But what do you do when your greatest threat is your most sinful desire? A pawn in the game… A Bride for a truce…