Ciel Phantomhive Real Name

The Plan was simple "First I work my way into his empire, then I become one of his bodyguards—should be pretty easy considering I've been training for this moment my entire life. But to take him down, I'll need to access his hidden records. But the real question is how...?" ****************** Her Pregnant mother murdered in cold blood. Her father and twin brother burnt to ashes right before her eyes. Carrie's world is torn apart in a single night by none other than The Reaper— a notorious Mafia Boss who's very name conjures fear and death. Now a full blown assassin but working part-time as a nurse, and haunted by the memories of her past, Carrie is consumed by a single obsession: revenge. When fate hands her a twisted opportunity —Victor, the only son of the Reaper, brings in his fiancée for emergency surgery after a tragic accident—Carrie seizes her chance. She switches places with her, infiltrating Victor's household as his bride-to-be, intending to use him to get to his father and her main target, The Reaper. In this unlikely romance, Carrie must navigate through a dangerous web of lies, secrets, and her own internal conflict. What happens when her mission of vengeance clashes with a force she never saw coming—Love? ******************* "Ha! I knew you wouldn't have the guts to do it, even with the knife to my throat" "I'm a trained assassin who kills for a living. Only one thing stands between you and death" "And what is that?" "The love I have for your son"

"You know I can't talk while you're here", he says. His voice is rough, dangerous and hungry. I swallow, my throat dry. But I don't look away. "Why?" I ask, my fingers trace his jaw, trembling. "I'll be good. Promise". A dark laugh rumbles through his chest. "I don't want good", he says, voice rough. "I want you screaming my name… just not here. Not in front of the president and the damn press". His control slips as he buries his face in my neck. His lips burn where they touch. "Christ", he mutters. "What are you doing to me? I have a speech to deliver. But I can't even remember the first line. I swear I know it, but…" "You're a dirty bastard", I whisper, breathless. "Yours", he says, his teeth grazing my earlobe. "So… what do I tell the president?" –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Aneeka's messy divorce leaves her heartbroken. With her inheritance on the line, outwitting her cheating ex should be her only goal. But fate has other ideas. Just 24 hours after the divorce, she unexpectedly marries Derek Simon, the country's most eligible bachelor. What starts as a wild, prove a point kiss explodes into an undeniable, all consuming passion. The pull between them is real, hot, and impossible to ignore. Is this her second chance at love? Or a disaster waiting to happen?

"Mmmn, Zane” I moaned amidst the heat of passion. The sexual urge was inevitable. “Imagine I’m right in front of you” He sounded soft, s*xy, and seductive. “I can see you shirtless with the s*xy abs you’ve shown me” I imagined his naked figure in front of me. “Good. Now imagine everything you want to do to me. I can also see you with a s*xy red bra on, revealing those juicy b*obs” “Mmmn I can feel your hands on my b*obs” I moaned loudly. A sudden knock on the door disrupted the s*x call that felt almost real, and I was extremely aroused. I disconnected the call to get the door. “Hmmn Finn” I moaned his name coldly, allowing him in. “Hi Rita” He smiled innocently. I stared at him seductively. I saw everything Zane told me to imagine earlier. Naked, hot, and sexy! I drooled, heavily aroused, and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I jumped on innocent Finn, pinned my body against him, and kissed him deeply. Looks like Finn understood the assignment. He didn’t resist; he lifted me in bridal style, laid me on the couch, and yanked off my clothes. ~~ He satisfied my sexual desires and made me feel like a woman. I gave Finn my body, and I didn’t care, but unknowingly, it was the greatest mistake of my life.

Maya believes in fairy-tales and soulmates. Only problem with that is fairy-tales set a girl up for dissapointments in real life the prince goes off with the wrong princess.

He locked me in his penthouse, a beautiful bird in a gilded cage. Caius Evans, the billionaire who ruined my father, thought he owned me. He wanted to break me, to possess my art and my silence. But as the days turned to nights, the lines between captor and confidant blurred. He started sharing his secrets, his scars, the ghost of a brother he loved and lost. Now, the man I should hate is the only one who sees the real me. And the key to my cage is also the key to his haunted heart. But is this love real, or just another one of his calculated games?

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day. The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go. And my gift of prophecy. Maybe, just maybe, it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too. My name is Themis and this is my story.

Lexie Sinclair's life was already on the brink of collapse. Her jobs were failing, bills piling up, and time running out. Then, everything fell apart—until an unexpected offer came from the most powerful man she could imagine. Damian Valour. The ruthless, untouchable CEO with one proposition. He needed a fiancée to fill the role until his real bride, Victoria returned. For Lexie, it was the deal of a lifetime. For him, it was purely business. But when lines blur between the contract and something real, Lexie finds herself in a twisted game of control and desire, fighting for more than just survival.

Karen had invested her last penny in the business she had recently established and was eagerly awaiting the promised funds from her benefactor to take it to the next level. "Maybe he forgot. I should remind him," she thought, and promptly sent a text message: ‘I hate to sound desperate, but my finances are tight.’ After sending the message, she realized she had used the wrong number. She quickly started typing, ‘Please ignore the...’ when an alert popped up on her phone: ‘Five billion dollars transferred to you by Roger Dawson.’ Roger? The first name sent a chill down her spine, but the last name left her puzzled. "Roger? Could it be Tonia's bodyguard?" That was his number, but when did his name change? Her phone rang immediately, and the name she had feared for months echoed in her ears, his voice filled with emotion yet calm like a winter breeze. "Karen, stay put, I'm on my way to you." The call ended before she could process it. He was the reason she had fled, refusing to sign the divorce papers. Her love for him was unrequited, his heart belonging to her adopted sister, but what hurt more was the feeling of being traded between friends like a commodity. She would rather die than return.

Her name is Alexia Ivanov. Every single person in the mafia knows her name. She is known as the Cold Blooded Assassin. She kills her enemies in the worst way possible and She finds pleasure in killing people. His name is Ares Salvatore. He is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the world. He is the leader of the Italian Mafia. He is dangerous, emotionless and cold to other people but with his family, there's no one better than him. Read what happens when the assassin meets the mafia King.

Karila Aistarabaw I is the last woman in Egyptian history to receive a royal title. Her inherited family wealth has placed her at the center of Western threats, where the war for power has intensified in recent years. With a mere title within a republic commanded by an antagonistic president, Karila lives for revenge in the name of all the losses she had suffered, but is faced with an unknown coming from America capable of making her relearn each of her most intimate principles in the name of a forbidden attraction that will change his life forever.