Cataclysm Cat Noir

"Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape from me. It would be better for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!" She shut her eyes and sobbed quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape from him; she knew he would never let her go. But that didn't stop her from trying. That would never stop her from trying. She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with her tearful big eyes. "I-I'm not yours! I can never be yours, master. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no right to claim me yours like this." She threw back. It didn't shock Alexander, it amused him. His fiery cat was finally able to open her mouth in front of him. They both stared at each other with an intensity that was hard to explain. "You are mine, Emma. You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when I saw you for the first time when you opened the door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy at the party who almost raped you..." He gritted at the bitter memory. "You were mine since the first time my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw you...You are mine and you will always be mine." She heard the unbuckling sound of his belt and her eyes widen in fear. She pushed him as hard as possible but that didn't stop him. In a blink of an eye, he tore her dress and once again claimed her as his.

Leah is back on the family farm in Mozambique, where she meets doctor Sergio Martinez whom she immediately feels attracted to. But Leah is certainly not happy to see that her ex-husband Ralph is also back here. Apparently to complete the dream eco-holiday destination he originally planned, when they were married to each other. What is really uncomfortable is the fact that he wants her back as his wife. He still wants to make a baby with her! Leah acquired a little bit of money after selling her grandmother's house in Pretoria. And Ralph knows about it. He is a dangerous man if he believes there is money somewhere that he can get his hands on. But for some or another reason, Ralph Jameson suddenly has money of his own as well. Did he inherit it from the much older deceased woman he briefly married, after divorcing Leah? Or did he steal it from her while she was still alive? Sergio Martinez is happy with the card life dealt him. He is a veterinarian working for an international company dealing with the relocation and breeding of wild animals for National Parks all over Africa. The lion project, wildlife sanctuary and hospital for injured animals is on a farm neighboring Hurters Retreat. He rents a flat from John Hurter, as he got himself a pet now, an African Wild cat. Gato needs to be kept away from the vet's patients and other threats in the bush. Hurters Retreat felt like a safe haven for his cat and his heart. But suddenly he is not that sure anymore. Why does it feel as if Leah was the woman he waited for all his life. And why did her ex-husband follow her there? Is this the day trouble started in his paradise?

À la cinquième année de mon mariage avec Thomas Mercier, la fille qu'il entretenait dans un hôtel a été exposée au grand jour, et tout le monde l'a su. Pour éviter qu'elle ne porte l'étiquette de « maîtresse », Thomas est venu me trouver avec les papiers de divorce en disant : « M. Laurent m'a aidé autrefois, et avant sa mort il m'a confié Claire. Maintenant que cette affaire a éclaté, je ne peux pas rester les bras croisés. » Toutes ces années, Claire a toujours été le premier choix de Thomas. Dans ma vie précédente, quand j'ai entendu ces paroles, je me suis effondrée en hurlant, refusant catégoriquement de divorcer. Jusqu'à ce que je développe une dépression sévère, et que Thomas, à cause d'une simple phrase de Claire : « Élodie n'a pas l'air malade », décide que je simulais, persuadé que je jouais la comédie. Il m'a piégée en me faisant passer pour infidèle et a directement demandé le divorce. C'est alors que j'ai compris que je ne pourrais jamais rivaliser avec cette dette de reconnaissance. Désespérée, j'ai mis fin à mes jours. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'ai signé sans hésitation ces papiers de divorce.

Les héritiers du diable Résumé Cassie une jeune femme prostituée de profession tomba enceinte après une nuit torride avec un de ses clients qu'elle ne connaissait même pas de visage mais seulement que de surnom puisque tout s'était passé dans le noir .. Habituée à toujours s'assurer que ses clients se protégeaient avant l'acte,elle ne s'avait pas ce qui lui était passé par la tête cette nuit et elle avait acceptée faire l'amour avec cet inconnu sans protection tant elle était grisée par sa carrure et sa froideur... Quelques mois après quand elle apprit pour sa grossesse ,elle décida de laisser tomber sa vie de prostitution afin de se consacrer seulement à ses enfants,elle mit au monde des triplés,rien que des garçons. Elle avait changée de vie et vivait sa vie de mère célibataire sans problème jusqu'au jour où ses enfants tombaient gravement malade en même temps à l'âge d'un an...tout devenait compliqué pour elle quand une fois à l'hôpital le médecin lui apprend que ses enfants avaient besoin de sang dans les vingt quatre heures à suivre sinon ils risquaient de mourir,le médecin a demandé à ce que le père des enfants soit présent car il était fort probable qu'il ait le même groupe sanguin que ses enfants... Que faire?la jeune femme était totalement désemparée,elle ne savait plus quoi faire,elle ne connaissait pas le père de ses enfants surnommé le diable physiquement... Tout devenait encore plus compliqué pour elle quand elle se présentait devant le milliardaire le plus froid de l'Italie qui proférait cette phrase à son égard après avoir posé ses yeux sur ses enfants ... ""Je vais sauver mes enfants et après je te rendrai la vie infernale ""

William Thornton, un puissant milliardaire, a perdu sa femme dans un tragique accident d'avion. Profondément marqué par cette perte, il se replie sur lui-même, se consacrant à sa fille Emily et à ses affaires, tout en refusant catégoriquement de s'ouvrir à une nouvelle aventure amoureuse. Tout change lorsqu'il rencontre Bella Montgomery, une serveuse de bar le soir et une escorte girl le jour, cherchant à échapper à sa situation difficile. Leur rencontre fortuite les entraîne dans une relation complexe et passionnée. Bella apporte une nouvelle lumière dans la vie de William, réveillant son cœur endormi depuis trop longtemps. Entre les défis de la société et les secrets qui entourent le passé de Bella, leur histoire d'amour est mise à l'épreuve. Emily, la fille de William, joue un rôle crucial en rapprochant ces deux mondes apparemment opposés. William Thornton et Bella Montgomery se laissent emporter par la passion de leur amour. Cependant, James Harrison, l'ancien meilleur ami de William, est résolu à détruire ce dernier et pense pouvoir utiliser Bella pour atteindre ses objectifs. Réussira-t-il à accomplir son plan machiavélique ? L'amour de Bella pour William sera-t-il assez fort pour résister aux menaces de Harrison ? Plongez dans la lecture de cette histoire captivante pour découvrir les réponses à ces questions enflammées.

“You’ve come to kill me detective?” He whispered against her skin as he gently grasped her arm and turned her to him. Jude swallowed a gulp and looked up at him. His eyes were a cobalt shade of blue behind the mask, daring, cold and terrifying. “And you’ve come to me to be killed?” She replied in a hushed tone, gathering a lot of nerve and taking a step closer to him. Detective Jude Laurent should arrest Cassien, the deadly Maestro who now controls The Black Rose syndicate. Instead, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse, risking everything to uncover the truth about the organization that has haunted her since childhood. The same organization she believes holds the answers to her parents’ death in what everyone called a tragic house fire. But Jude has no idea she’s been walking straight into a trap years in the making. The real mastermind behind The Black Rose has been watching her every move, orchestrating her pain from the shadows. Someone who shaped her into the perfect weapon for revenge. And they’ve been waiting for this moment since the night her world burned. Now, as Jude hunts the man who’s becoming her obsession, and Cassien finds himself equally captivated by the detective who should be his enemy, neither realizes they’re both pawns in a much deadlier game. Because the person who destroyed Jude’s world isn’t the criminal she’s chasing. It’s someone far closer than she could ever imagine. And their final move is about to destroy everything she’s ever believed about her past, her purpose, and the man she can’t stop wanting. Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are designed to kill you.

Depuis que j'étais petite, je savais que mon futur compagnon serait l'un des deux candidats à l'Alpha : Michaud ou Rivière. Même avec toute leur fierté d'Alpha, je n'ai jamais douté de cet avenir. Les anciens de la meute disaient toujours qu'il était naturel pour les candidats à l'Alpha de se concentrer sur la force et le contrôle de la meute. Ma mère, Lydia, m'a même dit qu'ils se battaient pour être les vainqueurs de chaque bataille brutale, afin de pouvoir me donner, à moi, leur Luna, l'honneur ultime... Jusqu'à ce que moi et Yasmine, cette Oméga errante qu'ils avaient recueillie, tombions dans une embuscade et soyons capturées par nos vieux ennemis : la meute d'Ombre de Nuit. Michaud et Rivière n'avaient assez d'Herbe de Pétale de Lune pour l'une d'entre nous. Et ils ont tous deux choisi de la donner à Yasmine. Pour me sauver dans cet incendie, j'ai forcé une transformation. La poussée d'énergie a été trop forte, la chaleur m'a tordu la pommette, et juste comme ça, j'ai été défigurée. Ils m'ont sortie de là comme s'ils ne se souvenaient de moi qu'après coup, puis j'ai regardé ces deux futurs Alphas pleurer sur Yasmine, qui n'avait pas une égratignure sur elle. « Grâce à la Déesse de la Lune, Yasmine, tu es vivante. » « Une fois que nous aurons déterminé qui sera le nouvel Alpha de Bois Noir, on te donnera la place la plus honorable, juste en dessous de la Luna, Yasmine, ne t'inquiète pas, nous te donnerons le meilleur de tout ce que notre meute a, et nous nous assurerons que tu ne souffres plus jamais. » « Yasmine, tu es la vraie Luna dans nos cœurs. » Quand j'ai repris mes esprits, j'ai rompu pour de bon ce ridicule lien de compagnon. Des promesses vides et un destin piétiné ? J'en avais assez. Mais après mon départ, ils sont restés près de ma grotte tous les jours, me suppliant de revenir.

"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play a game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands. "Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade took out the handcuffs and wanted to cuff his hands. Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?! "Hey! How dare you -" "Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly. Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him! "Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?" "Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along! "You must be curious about me," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine. What happens when duty clashes with an irresistible attraction to a dangerous enemy? Newly appointed police chief Wade Harrington is on a relentless mission to cleanse the city of crime. As he delves into a perplexing missing person case, he stumbles into the lair of the world's most notorious criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, Vincenzo Luciano. Vincenzo is a master of getting under Wade's skin, challenging him at every turn, and haunting his dreams. As their confrontations intensify, the lines between duty and desire blur, igniting a fiery passion neither can deny. Destined to be enemies, like oil and water, Wade and Vincenzo are inexplicably drawn to each other. Their encounters spark a dangerous game of cat and mouse, where Wade's attempts to capture Vincenzo only lead him deeper into the Mafia King's seductive grasp. Will Wade uphold his duty, or will he succumb to the magnetic pull of his greatest adversary?

"Do you miss me Bella...mia" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep. She stood frozen looking at him with wide eyes. "W..what.." she tried speaking but immediately closed her mouth breathing hard. She glared at him HARD while a handsome smirk appeared on his face. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" she said,his eyes moving across her body especially on her exposed legs. He suddenly stood on his feet and she moved back, his presence affecting her. "What happened to your elbow" he asked. That was actually the first thing he noticed when she stepped out of the bathroom with a red towel wrapped around her tiny frame. "Why should I tell you that. I owe you no explanation" She said feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinized gaze. He took three long strides towards her before pinning her to the wall, his hot breath fanning her neck. Lexi could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes met his ocean blue eyes. She hates to deny it but he grew much more handsome than before. A slow smirk appeared on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lexi shook, trying to push him off but he stood gallantly like a statue, his height towering above her. " Let me ..go.. now" her voice hoarse. " I hate repeating myself Lexi. You might wanna start talking" Lexi Thompson, a retired cop, is trapped in a toxic game of cat and mouse with Antonio Saint Claire, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Lexi Thompson thought she'd escaped Antonio Saint Claire's toxic grasp but his obsession runs deep. Now she must play by his rules to preserve her sanity. Will she find a way to break free, or will their twisted love consume them both ?.

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.