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Eighteen and desperate due to my mother's illness, I enter the orbit of Enzo Lombardi, a powerful, feared mafia boss. He treats me with impossible sweetness, and I find myself sinking into his possessive love and lavish spoiling. Everything changes the day a woman named Isabella Gallo shows up. She claims she's the one Enzo truly loves, and she laughs as she slides a two-million-dollar check across the table, demanding that I leave him. I turn down the money. She then suggests we both send him a message at the same time and see who he cares about more. Holding on to one last bit of hope, I text Enzo that I'm in a car accident. Isabella, on the other hand, tells him her plane is about to land. I wait for his reply, but nothing comes. Instead, I watch as Isabella picks up his call. At that moment, I understood it was time for me to go.

All I want is Power. The authority to exact vengeance on those who have mistreated my family and me. They took the lives of my loved ones, and I will take revenge on them in a manner far more severe than merely ending their own lives. - "How incredibly breathtaking. You are beautiful...Anna." I check myself in the mirror. Scrutinizing my face starting from my forehead and working my way down to the base of my neck. I do this while keeping my chin up and my head held high. I can't help but feel content as I observe how everything that has been snatched away from me has resulted in something very different from what it was before. I smiled triumphantly, but tears of bitterness and hatred began to fall down my face. They took everything from me. This will be the final chapter of the years I spent living in anguish...and the beginning of my perfect seduction.

Wayne Blackstone was starting to get bored with the outrageous things he always did for his birthdays. This time around, he only wanted something simple and organized a private pool party. He also decided to give himself a little treat and that was how Rose Cohen ended up on his doorstep and in his arms. Rose was no stripper but she couldn't let her best friend down and the promise of an equal cut from the pay check sealed her decision to deceive Wayne. Wayne is fascinated by the beautiful and hilarious woman and wants her in spite of all the secrets she reveals about her situation. Rose feels guilty about how Wayne make her heart skip and tries to do all she can to keep things professional; even when he offers her a job she cannot refuse. But when there is betrayal on all sides, can Rose really trust Wayne and all the sweet promises he whispers in her ears?

The sky turned red, and meteors fell. Screams and explosions everywhere. For an unknown reason, people started having magic abilities.. Most were happy, but it didn't last long. Soon came the undead. To survive, kill, or be killed. Her mom disappeared. She was betrayed by her ex-fiance' and killed by her step-sister. Now she's back a year before the apocalypse, equip with magical space, this time will it be the same? Warning: mature scenes, gore & violence. Hi readers, I'm an amateur author. Please be lenient with me. This is my first novel, so please allow me to grow. Suggestions will be appreciated. Thanks!!! This story, characters, and places are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people, places, and events is purely coincidental. Would you like to buy me a cup of coffee? https://ko-fi.com/oppo_red pictures source: https://pixabay.com/ https://www.canva.com/

After lights-out, I make my roommates play with an Ouija board with me. Being the scaredy-cat she is, my roommate decides to ask something stupid, "Where did my earphones go?" I almost burst out laughing. I can't believe she's using it to find her earphones. To our surprise, the planchette starts to move. It spells out, "It's under your bed beside the eye." We exchange glances in confusion. What eye? I snort and get out of bed. Using my phone's flashlight, I check under the bed. Nothing is there. Before I can make fun of my roommate for being superstitious, the door slams open. The student who stays next door barges into our room, her face as pale as a sheet. Her voice trembles as she shouts, "Wake up! Everyone on campus is going wild! Someone found an eyeball in our dorm!"

Normal is overrated; that’s what my mom always said. My mom didn’t know the half of it. For 23 years, I thought my biggest problem was being an adopted child of a single mom in a tiny house, then I burst into flames. My first thought was mental breakdown, but that didn’t explain the fact that real flames were put out by real firefighters, so I fled to the city. The plan had been to check myself into a mental hospital, but I’d been too afraid, so I looked for a temporary job while I worked up the courage. My first interview is where things really went off the deep end. I found myself submerged in a world of monsters, and I was one of them. By my 24th birthday, I would supposedly be set into my immortality, with supernatural powers and all. With not one, but two handsome immortals watching out for me, hatred and hostility still lurked around every corner.

My college dormmate, who spread nasty rumors about me, sends me an e-invitation. "I'm marrying the richest man in the country and will soon be a trophy wife—I'll be leagues above you. Seeing as we were once dormmates, I'll begrudgingly allow you to be my bridesmaid. Don't miss this chance!" I frown. What is wrong with Jasmine Teach? I'm the country's richest person. When did a man overtake me? I want to block her number and delete the conversation, but I check the e-invitation to be sure. I'm stunned when I see the photo of her husband-to-be. Isn't that Harold Jackson, my husband? He's supposed to be on a business trip. My lips curve in a cold smile, and I type a response while gnashing my teeth. "I'd be honored to be your bridesmaid. I'll prepare a huge surprise for you, too."

Rune Navarre, an Aberrant by the standards of their realm, was hired by Rosworth Pharmaceuticals to investigate and find out who were the people behind the taking of D-15, an unfinished drug that was supposed to stabilize an Omega's Heats. Things get emotionally complicated for her when she met Sven Rosworth, the attractive owner and CEO, who had his own fair share of secrets. Keeping her growing feelings in check as it was against their protocols and as Sven would never think of her more than a friend; together they navigate the whole case along with surviving the threats on his life, but all hell broke loose when one day, she woke up being mated and bonded to him. As they traverse their new relationship and nearing the end of the chase, Rune unexpectedly came face to face with someone who could shatter her already fragile relationship with Sven. When the truth comes to light, could Rune be able to right the wrongs? And was the bond she and Sven shared not enough for them to stay together?

"I...I don't want you." She stuttered, a slight shiver running down her spine, with his head buried in the hollow of her neck. "Can you prove that without getting wet?" It all started with a one-night stand and went on with a marriage of convenience. Trusting her fiance with her sister was the dumbest thing she would forever hate herself for, they backstabbed her making her look like the fool she was. Her plan to get herself not to marry her cheating fiance went futile, but just on their wedding day salvation with the horns of the devil came for her. Her fiance's uncle, Cruz Hayes, A devilish angel shrouded in mystery, had proposed a marriage of convenience, which she accepted. Her plan was never to get into an intimate relationship with him, but what happens when she can't refuse temptations and seduction, and letting herself succumb to it was the only option to keep her sanity in check?

On my sweet sixteen, my three brothers came home with a girl named Sylvie. They said I have to treat her like my family. I didn’t think much would change. But years later, everything did. Jace, my youngest brother, shoved me down the stairs for her. Asher—the oldest, who once promised he'd protect me forever—told me to get out. So I left. Quietly. They thought I was just acting out. So they took Sylvie to France, didn't even bothering to check in What they didn’t know was that I’d signed my name on a contract—one that aligned me with our family’s biggest rival by becoming their youngest chemist. Written in black and white, I could never go home again. The night they found out I was really gone for good? They broke. Every last one of them.