Cassian And Nesta

Isang gabi ng kasalanan. Isang lihim na pagbubuntis. At isang lalaking hindi niya kailanman inaakalang kailangang harapin muli. Wala sa plano ni Evelyn Ramirez ang mahulog sa tukso habang nasa isang Mediterranean resort. Isang gabi lang ‘yon—isang gabing puno ng init, paglimos ng kalayaan, at pagkalimot sa mundo. Walang pormal na pagkakakilala. Walang pangako. Isang lihim na dapat kalimutan. Pero pagbalik niya sa Maynila, isang dalawang linya sa pregnancy test ang gumising sa bangungot. At ang lalaking responsable? Si Cassian Alcott—isang half-British, half-Filipino heir ng isang makapangyarihang pamilya at, sa hindi niya alam na kapalaran, ang may-ari ng studio kung saan siya nagtatrabaho. Evelyn wants to run. Pero sa piling ni Cassian, walang ligtas na taguan. Hindi siya ang tipong pinapaalis ng isang lalaki tulad nito—lalong hindi kapag may nakataya na. “Marry me,” bulong ni Cassian. “Not because I have to… but because I won’t let you go through this alone.” Sa mundo ng yaman, intriga, at mapanirang bulung-bulungan, paano pipiliin ni Evelyn ang sarili… kung ang puso niya ay unti-unting nahuhulog sa lalaking dapat sana’y isang gabi lang sa kan’yang buhay?

My 18th birthday was supposed to be the day I found my fated mate, but I never expected it to be him - Alpha Cassian Blackwood, my own stepfather. I'm torn between the forbidden passion that burns within me and the pack laws that forbid our love. As I struggle with the consequences of our forbidden bond, I'm forced to confront the ultimate question. Will I risk everything for a love that could destroy me, or will I break my own heart to obey the rules? Or will i find way to make it work?

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”

I stared at the Vercetti marriage contract my father pushed across the table. Without hesitation, I wrote my half-sister’s name, Demi, and slid it back. My father froze. Then his eyes lit up with ridiculous excitement, like he’d just won the lottery. "How can you give such a perfect chance to your sister?" Last life, my marriage was a joke for everyone around me. I was the red-haired, untamed little witch who dared to climb into the orbit of Cassian Vercetti, heir and leader of the old-blood Vercetti crime family. I was never perfect nor obedient. He loved goddess gowns. I wore mini skirts and danced on tables. He demanded missionary, traditional, orderly intimacy. I wanted to climb on top, ride him, lose myself completely. At a gala, society wives laughing at my hair, my dress, my “wildness.” I thought he would at least pretend to defend me. He didn’t. “Forgive her. She’s not…properly trained.” Trained. Like a dog. I spent my entire last life suffocating under his rules, bending myself bloody to fit the shape he wanted, until the night our house caught fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I learned of the arranged marriage. I looked at the contract in front of me. This time? I think the nightclub boys suits me better. But the moment Cassian realized the bride wasn’t me, he shattered every rule he’d ever lived by.

On the night of Halloween, my best friend, Mina Corvelle, rushes to save the black cat before me, triumph dancing in her eyes. That is when I, Elora Aldridge, realize that she has been reincarnated, too. In my past life, she scorned the stray for being filthy, so she kept her distance. So, it was I who took pity on the cat and rescued it. When I walked past an old blind woman manning a roadside stall, she told me that the cat was a rare dark fortune cat. Once it recognized a master, it would draw dark riches from all directions and bring unimaginable wealth. I dismissed it as superstition. Yet, the very next day, I was inexplicably promoted to director of the department. Soon after, my family's dilapidated old house found itself part of a redevelopment scheme, and we were given compensation of eight apartments and 30 million dollars in cash. Even the enigmatic golden boy of Lakeshire, Cassian Mercer, started to pursue me relentlessly, declaring that he would only marry me and no one else. But not long after I married Cassian, Mina trapped me—and the black cat—inside the apartment. She then set it on fire, burning us alive. Outside the inferno, she screamed, "Why should you get everything without even lifting a finger? All those riches should've been mine!" When I open my eyes again, I find myself back at the very intersection.

One ritual gone wrong. One girl bound in chains of blood. Salomé’s life is stolen the night she’s dragged into the mafia underworld… and the wolves that rule it. Cassian, Rhett, and Matteo, Three men tied to her by hunger, oath, and obsession. They’re her captors and her shields, her executioners and her only chance at survival. But every oath demands a price. And every touch pushes her closer to the truth: she was never prey. She was prophecy. And when her power rises, every world, mafia, pack, and temple, will fall to its knees.

Spain – isang tahimik na parke. Isang araw na dapat ay tulad ng iba, ngunit isang pamilyar na presensya ang yumanig sa mundo ko. "Mommy!" Napalingon ako sa sigaw ni Selene, mabilis na tumatakbo palapit sa akin. Kasunod niya si Cassian, mahigpit na nakahawak sa kamay ng isang matangkad na lalaki. Isang lalaki na hindi ko kailanman inakalang muli kong makikita. Nanlamig ang buong katawan ko. Hindi maaari. Dahan-dahan siyang lumuhod, bahagyang tinatapik ang ulo ni Cassian bago bumaling sa akin. "They got lost," malamig ngunit malalim ang tono niya. "I figured their mother would be worried." Napalunok ako, hindi makapagsalita. Alam kong nakita niya. Alam kong ramdam niya. "You…" bulong ko, halos hindi lumalabas ang boses ko. Ngunit bago pa ako makakilos, isang mas mabigat na presensya ang lumunod sa paligid. "Seraphina!" Napapitlag ako nang marinig ang boses ng taong matagal ko nang tinakasan. Si Daddy kasama si Mommy… at si Victor Alaric Vasquez. Malamig ang titig ni Daddy nang mapadako ang tingin niya sa kambal. "Who are these children?" malamig niyang tanong. Bago pa ako makasagot, isang malakas na tinig ang pumuno sa hangin. "They're mine." Napalingon ako sa kanya sa lalaking minsan ko lang nakilala ngunit ngayo'y handang ipaglaban ako.

“Fuck…please…” He risks a nibble, sending shockwaves to my core. My back arches off the wall with a sharp moan. His hand slides between my legs, cupping my soaking panties. “Look how wet you are,” he whispers, “...shaking, and I haven’t even fucked you yet.” He strokes my clit gently first, then harder. My toes curl, hair spilling into my sweaty face. He’s breaking me, ruining me with just his tongue and fingers. I can’t speak. I can’t think. I just tremble in his arms. ********* The night I caught my fiancé cheating, something in me broke. I cried. I screamed. I drove — into the rain, into nowhere, into him. Cassian Cross. A stranger with gray eyes, a sinful mouth, and hands that made me forget my name. One night was all it took. One reckless mistake to burn away my heartbreak. Until he showed up at my mom’s wedding… As my new stepbrother. Now, Cassian won’t stop. He corners me in hallways, whispers filth at the altar, and looks at me like he still owns my body. But there’s one thing he didn’t tell me— He already belongs to someone else. A fiancée bound to him by a contract… and a secret that could destroy us both. He’s dangerous. He’s forbidden. He’s promised to another. And God help me, I still can’t stop wanting him.

Contenu explicite réservé aux adultes (+18). "Écarte plus largement ces jolies cuisses pour moi, petite muse", grogne Cassian, sa voix rauque comme du gravier alors qu'il épingle mes poignets au-dessus de ma tête avec une grande main, la cravate en soie mordant juste assez ma peau pour me faire haleter. Son autre main glisse vers le bas, ses doigts plongeant dans ma chaleur détrempante, taquinant des cercles lents qui me font me retourner contre lui comme une chose sauvage. "Regarde-toi, dégoulinant déjà sur mes draps. Tu penses que tu peux gérer ce que je veux vraiment te faire ?" Je gémis, mon corps en feu, chaque nerf réclamant davantage. "S'il te plaît, Cassian... j'ai besoin... oh mon Dieu, oui, juste là !" Mes mots se transforment en gémissement alors qu'il enfonce profondément deux doigts, les recourbant parfaitement, son pouce appuyant sur mon clitoris jusqu'à ce que des étoiles explosent derrière mes yeux. Il se penche plus près, son souffle chaud sur mon cou, mordillant mon lobe d'oreille. "Supplie plus fort, Elara. Dis-moi que tu es à moi, à baiser jusqu'à ce que tu ne te souviennes plus de ton propre nom." *** Elara Voss, étudiante en art fauchée, croule sous les dettes et le désespoir. Ainsi, lorsque l'impitoyable milliardaire de la technologie Cassian Ryder lui offre un demi-million de dollars pour être sa muse pendant trente jours torrides, sans aucune condition, et juste son corps et son âme selon ses conditions, elle accepte sans y réfléchir à deux fois. Qu'est-ce qui démarre lorsqu'un accord glacial éclate en un feu de forêt de passion et de ses règles ? Abandon total. Des liens en soie l'enveloppent étroitement, ses ordres affaiblissent ses genoux et chaque nuit dans son lit lui enlève une autre couche de son innocence, mais Cassian a des secrets profondément enfouis.

Lyra Hart was nineteen when her life changed forever. Not invisible, but constantly overlooked in the world of Silvercrest Pack, she caught Kael’s attention and became close friends with him and through him, with Riven and Cassian, the heirs of the strongest packs in the region. They were her family, her confidants… and the men who would one night change everything. One reckless, drunken night at a mating ceremony, Lyra shared a fleeting intimacy with all three Alphas. When she discovered she was pregnant, she told them the truth. But instead of support, she was met with refusal and fear. Pressured by pack politics and their responsibilities, they insisted she abort the baby. Lyra chose her child instead. Betrayed, alone, and hunted by her own family, Lyra ran to the human world. For five years, she built a life as a brilliant doctor, protecting her daughter Aria and hiding from the pack world she once called home. But fate doesn’t let her stay away. Her daughter carries a rare secret, one that forces the three Alphas to seek her return. Kael’s quiet remorse, Riven’s fiery obsession, and Cassian’s guarded affection pull her back into a world of power, loyalty, and danger. Just as Lyra begins to fall for a man in the human world, her past comes crashing back. Her daughter is missing, the Alphas are in peril, and Lyra must face the very men who once betrayed her and the choice that could shatter her heart forever. Will the three Alphas unite for her and her daughter… or let the past destroy everything?