Cinnamon Roll Trope

On the day Tristan Spallone, the head of a mafia family, and I mark our fifth wedding anniversary, the manager of the Spallone family vault calls. Something that was stored away for a long time has finally come due, and Tristan is to retrieve it. He's so busy that he barely has a moment to breathe, so I go in his place. What I bring back is an old roll of film. The manager warned me that if it wasn’t developed soon, its age might cause it to be ruined beyond recovery. But when I have them developed, frame after frame is filled with Winnie Leigh, his first love. Her smile looks so sweet in those pictures that they nearly suffocate me. What about me, one may ask? I never once appeared on his albums. The office door slams open. Tristan bursts in, already out of breath. "Anna, is your life really so empty that you have to dig through mine?" I turn toward him, the man who's usually so composed. I neither question him nor break down. Instead, I speak slowly. "We're getting a divorce." Tristan frowns and thrusts the stack of photos into the shredder. He then looks back at me. "They're gone. Do you still want a divorce?" A bitter smile tugs at my lips. "Yes."

“How can you do this to me, Zane?!” I ask in a heartbroken and devastated tone as tears roll down my cheeks in torrents.  “I stood by your side when everyone else left you! Hell, I donated my skin to you!” I say in a frantic tone as I try desperately to understand the reasons behind his actions.  “Stop being pathetic, Zara. You have lost the one thing that made you useful: your beauty, and in turn, your modelling career. The only woman who can secure my inheritance is Elora. You were only good while you lasted.” Zane says with a sneer on his lips.  “It's over between us,” Zane says with a tone of finality.  __________________________ Zara Smith, blinded by love, abandons her heiress legacy and hides her identity to marry an illegitimate billionaire heir, Zane Wesley. After getting into an accident staged by his step-siblings, he urgently needs saving. Despite being informed of all she had to lose, she donates parts of her skin to heal him. When Zane no longer sees a need for her, he divorces her and marries another heiress to secure his inheritance.  Three years later, she returns and is determined to bring Zane down. To do this, she reclaims her legacy and... forms an alliance with her all-along silent investor and billionaire heir, Leo Armstrong. Watch them ruin the cheating couple—piece by piece!

After escaping the clutches of her abusive and violent ex-husband Curtis Black, Cass is plagued with the reminder of what she endured, reliving the nightmares when certain things trigger her. Until she meets the world’s most dangerous man, the Mafia King Matteo DeAngelis. Everyone fears this man and how far his influence reaches. He is untouchable. No government or authority can touch him, for everyone fears the retaliation if they tried. But Cassandria is not afraid of him. She feels safe being around him. He is the only one who can bring her out of the dark and into the light. Cassandria is his light to his darkness, just like he is hers. Two people lost in the darkness of their world that can save each other. Sounds beautiful doesn’t it? However, Matteo knows the truth of who Cassandria is and her family heritage. That it is her destiny to become the first female Don or Donna. But there is something more that could break them apart for good. Shatter their lives completely and make her question his true intentions. What will happen when Cassandria learns the truth? Will she leave and become stronger? Or will she just roll over and accept her new reality? Will her demons from her abusive past return to haunt her, or will she destroy them all? Tesoro contains things that some will find triggering, such as mentions of her abuse, rape, torture, kidnapping, degradation, and humiliation. This is slightly dark, so be warned.

My sister-in-law is eight months pregnant. One day, she gets pushed to the ground and starts bleeding heavily. She's then taken to the hospital right away. As I drive by, I quickly roll up the window and pretend not to notice. I step on the accelerator and speed away. In my past life, though, things were different. The moment I saw her collapse, I sprang into action and took her to the hospital without delay. She was in critical condition. After the heavy bleeding, she developed amniotic fluid embolism. My husband was the city's top obstetrician. Thus, I called him urgently, pleading for him to come straight to the hospital. However, he accused me of jealousy. He was having dinner with his first love's family, after all. He claimed that I was exploiting my sister-in-law's accident to force him to come back. By the time my in-laws arrived, my sister-in-law had already succumbed to the amniotic fluid embolism. Her family blamed me for her death, convinced I had stirred trouble with my husband and brought about her demise. Having just returned from out of town, my brother-in-law believed their accusations without question. Overcome with grief, he stabbed me to death at the funeral. Opening my eyes again, I realize I've been transported back to the very day my sister-in-law is knocked down.

"If you really care for me then give him to me. Give me Sebastian!" Andrea says as tears roll down her cheeks. Killian stands there like a statue, not being able to reply to his sister. How can he give the person to his sister whom he loves? ***** Andrea and Killian Price are the residential bad girl and boy of Milestone High. They are similar in more than one way. However, they didn't know their interests were similar to the point where they would fall for the same boy. Sebastian Greenfield, a boy with the prettiest face but the ugliest fate. He harbours so much pain in his heart that he trusts no one in life. Killian, the cold and arrogant playboy, hides his vulnerability through the facade of his badboy persona. Both of them have walls built around themselves, walls so high that no one could climb them until now. It took Andrea 4 days to develop a crush on the new boy of the school who manages to ignite the fire of her desires. It took Killian 4 months to fall in love with the boy who makes him feel like himself again. Now the question arises, whom does Sebastian love? Or can he love at all? After all, a broken heart can't be mend. Or can it? Throw in an obsessed lunatic from his past and the game begins. Killian has a lot to fight if he wants to win the heart of the said boy.

“Roll your fingers into your cunt, fuck your pussy fast, and spill every inch of your juice on my face, cause I want to taste you. Right here and now!” * My best friend’s dad and I hate each other. Or so we thought. It used to be a tug of war for us. He thinks I am a lousy girl who has nothing to worry about, and I think he is a cold man who hides pain and mischief behind that hard-angled face of his. But all of that changed when I bumped into him stroking his cock and moaning my name to the picture I posted on IG to spike my still very obsessed ex. I had many plans for the years, but none included fucking my best friend’s dad during the Christmas celebration she had informed me of. But I did, and every day after that became dangerous, pulling us deeper and deeper into places only cock and cunt could reach. I am just a broken girl. One who saw herself as someone unworthy of love, until I found it in the wrongest of places. I shouldn’t want it. I shouldn’t desire him, but it started as lust and whirled into something dangerous. Now he makes me cum every night and makes me laugh every day, but at what expense do I have to keep us? I have a dream, and it's about two people who shouldn't want each other. 80 forbidden percent and….20 percent Damnation. Hello!!!! And… welcome to Ruins!

Zander Blackwood Two years in Alpha training and my old man expects me to go back to high school and finish my final year. Honestly, I think it's just stupid. I don't need to go back! I finished my studies while I was in training, Hell, I've been looking into university degrees. Still, here I am Monday morning, going to the one school I really didn't want to. Does he not realize that Oliver Steward and his little buddies are here? Does he expect me to play nice after all these years of hate between our packs? This peace deal we have signed while on neutral grounds is complete BS and I'm expected to roll over and play nice. ~ Ashleigh Steward 18, the age we can find our mate, the age that will determine if I stay in my current pack in my current position as Beta to Ollie or If I change packs because of my mate. If he is a higher rank than I, which will be Alpha then I will have to move to his pack. I have spent my entire life preparing to be next to Ollie when he takes over as Alpha. Doing training, making sure my marks are exceptional so I can be accepted into any university. Building relationships between all the different packs and pack members. The one thing I was not expecting Zander Blackwood. Book 1 - Alpha Zander (Completed) Book 2 - Alpha Oliver (Ongoing) Please follow my social account for updates and announcements.

Title: The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet Genre: WEREWOLF Trope: HIDDEN HERITAGE AND BETRAYAL Theme: MYSTERY AND THRILLER Setting: MYSTICAL WORLD, CRIMSON CITY, MID 20TH CENTURY Blurb: Her legs had barely stretched as she stood when the hairs on her neck stood on end. An instinctive sense of awareness creeping through her. It wasn’t the usual eerie silence of the room, it was something more. A presence loomed behind her, dark and predatory. “Thought you could steal from me?”…. Lycia, a thief who never knew she was anything more than human, was sent to steal a magical artifact from a mansion. She was captured by Cove, a cold-hearted Lycan alpha. She had to take up the quest to receive a pay to afford the medication of her guardian, Jack. She’s thrown into a dark world of secrets, where she learns she’s far from ordinary. Hidden powers stir within her, and the truth behind her parents' death comes crashing down. Trapped between revenge, betrayal, and a destiny she never asked for, Lycia must face her fears, fight for survival, and scream out for the power that calls to her. What dark secrets about her past will Lycia uncover as she delves deeper into the world of Lycans? Can she trust the ruthless alpha who captured her, or is he hiding his own deadly agenda? What will happen when her brother, the merciless werewolf hunter, learns of her true identity? Will Lycia embrace her hidden powers in time to stop the war brewing in the shadows or will her enemies destroy her before she can reclaim her destiny as the true Luna?

Nothing is ever going to be the same again. In a way I am glad, changes needed to be made, but for the people we have lost, there are some wounds that will never heal. My mate comes behind me and wraps me in a tight embrace. We have never been this close before. It feels like everything in the world, except the Goddess, has kept us apart. Let me step back. My name is Leah and I am the only daughter, only child of Alpha Benjamin of the Crescent Moon pack. We're a part of a cooperative pack alliance called the Concordat. I know, it's as pretentious as it sounds, note my eye roll here. All of our Elders got together years ago to come together for protection and to ensure the survival of our race. Our Concordat, yep say it as snooty as you can, was made up initially of 10 packs in the shadow of a vast mountain range. This alliance worked exactly as it was designed for about 5 generations. But the Elders became set in their ways and used to certain comforts. They stopped participating in regular pack training, only including themselves high rank training of the Alphas and Betas and begrudgingly dealt with the Lunas at the compound. Males were taught they were superior simply being male, not for any other show of merit. Women were seen, and that was only if dressed properly, and to produce strong male heirs. My father did not believe in females being lesser, so he trained me well from the time I could walk. I trained in secret, learning skills on and off the field. Let me take you on my journey through love, loss and truly knowing what it means to be a friend, lover, mate, leader and enemy.

"You bloody gold digger.How dare you to.. manipulate my father.Tell me if you wanted my money then simply you could had told me,all you had to do was warm my bed for a single night.I had paid you enough to spend your life without doing anything."He spat venom under the effect of alcohl and the anger he hold for her not realizing the wound his words causes her. Fresh tears roll down from her eyes.Her dreams shatters into million pieces by his words.Her mate loathe her. "Trevor it's..it's..yo..your..father wish ..that..w..we.. should..ge..get..together and we are mates,destined to be together,its Moon Goddess' wish."She replied like a prey in front of its predator. "Yeah how can forget that you spell the charms of your innocence on him..and he imposed you on me right?"He laughed dangerously. "I didn't manipulate..him."She answers slowly yet firmly. "shut..up..just shut up you bloody liar do you really think that you worth to be my wife?"He gritted his teeth. "You're nobody to me..do you get that whoever you are but YOU ARE NOT MY MATE.I have fulfilled my promise of accepting the girl who is unfortunately my mate to declare my Luna that's it.Now get lost of my sight don't you ever dare to step inside my room okay you filthy woman."He shouted for the last time and push her out of the room. She stood their emotionless .Her fate again ditch her like always.Her life partner called her by different names. Did she really deserve such loathe and hatred from her mate?