Criminal Minds 100

Malakai De Luca runs a criminal empire of assassins, killers, drug dealers, you name it. He makes the orders and his best friend Alec does the killing. Until one day a beautiful blond girl named Eden Salvatore, broke up with Alec because of his profession. Years later when Malakai and Eden meet, what happens when Malakai offers the same job to Eden, and she accepts, without knowing this was also her ex's boss? When Malakai takes her halo and breaks it in two, creating 2 horns instead? And what happens when Alec finds out, the growing tension between his best friend/boss and his ex being something he hates? But, Eden wasn't the reason why. Malakai was. A love triangle with only 1 winner.

Dark is the leader of the most dangerous criminal organization in the world, his scope is unmatched, if he wishes he could have control of it. But it is limited to dominate it from the shadows, in the dark. Which will be strangely illuminated with the arrival of an ordinary girl who will attract the attention of one of her enemies, who kidnaps her to make her his wife. Fate unites them once again, when their paths cross again, he decides to save her, captivated by her beauty and her beautiful green eyes, he does everything in his power to go after her, unleashing a war that will not only take him to know love but also put him in the path of an enemy who has been on his heels since he was just a child, involving them in a bloody and cruel fight to live.

Framed and ruined tech genius Reid Brecken had constructed CipherCore, only to have it all torn from him by his partners and ruthless investor Dante West, condemning him to a rain-drenched purgatory. Presented with a lone opportunity for revenge—becoming the living duplicate of vanished tech mogul Max Sterling. Reid is subjected to a drastic transformation: his face remodeled, his mind woven inextricably into Max’s digital specter. Propelled into the golden cage of Max's existence and the sphere of his suspicious wife, Alessandra, Reid makes a shocking discovery: Max isn't missing; he's confined. And his revolutionary neural innovation, Synapse, has been turned into a weapon that West would murder for to control. When Reid is ordered to commit an unthinkable act to prove his loyalty, he faces an impossible choice: become the monster he’s impersonating or risk everything, his vengeance, his life, and the woman who holds his fractured heart to blow this conspiracy apart. But in a world where faces and minds can be altered, whom can Reid trust? And can he reclaim his existence before he's lost forever? Vengeance Algorithm is a pulse-pounding romantic thriller where identity and illusion, love and manipulation, revenge and redemption blur beyond recognition. It’s perfect for you if you go for high-stakes suspense, complex relationships, and protagonists pushed to their absolute limits.

Chase Grimm's aide-de-camp sent me a screenshot of an Instagram Live status. Guess who it came from. His new secretary. She was showing off a meticulously prepared lunch from a lunchbox. My handiwork, no less. I made it for him. The caption read: [He's a dark, cold CEO… and a shiny knight who saved a hungry princess with a gastric problem from eating mac 'n' cheese again!] Chase almost never posted on Instagram. Yet there he was, sharing a photo of a cup of ridiculously spicy mac 'n' cheese, captioned: [I have missed this.] The nerve of this prick. Then my mother-in-law sent an entirely unsolicited text: [What the heck were you doing?! You're supposed to make him a proper lunch! He can't stand spicy food!] After all that, I decided to call a supermarket. "Hi! I'd like to order 100 cups of instant super-spicy mac 'n' cheese and have them delivered to Grimm Co. Please and thank you." "Ain't I generous?"

Braving a downpour, I delivered a lavish food order, anticipating the hefty commission and a $100 tip. Laughter suddenly echoed from the villa. Someone started, "He really believes your car crash left you paralyzed? He's hustling deliveries to support you and even pawned his dad's heirloom?" Another said, "What if he discovers you're actually a billionaire heiress, just playing poor? He'd probably break down in tears." Jessica Stark toyed with her wine glass. "Guys like him are wired to serve, especially since he always outshone Mark in our school days. This is his comeuppance." I stood in the relentless rain, a bitter chuckle escaping my lips. Turned out, her two-year charade of paralysis was merely to avenge her childhood sweetheart. Her broken legs, deceased parents, and helpless tears were all meticulously crafted lies. Disillusioned, I dialed my estranged tycoon mother. "You win. I'll go through with the arranged marriage."

Wilona, seorang wanita cantik pewaris tunggal dari keluarga kaya raya, yang rela menikahi lelaki dengan status sosial biasa saja, bahkan cenderung menengah ke bawah. Wilona juga dengan senang hati menyerahkan seluruh urusan perusahaan pada suaminya, dia lebih memilih fokus untuk menjadi ibu rumah tangga, yang tentunya selalu melayani suaminya dengan sangat baik. Rosa, dia adalah sekretaris Bramasta, suami Wilona. Wilona dengan senang hati menyetujui agar Rosa yang hanya tamatan SMA, bisa sekolah lebih lanjut dengan dana perusahaan 100%, hingga Rosa benar-benar bisa menjadi sekretaris perusahaan yang sangat bisa diandalkan. Namun, air susu dibalas dengan air tuba, setelah semua yang diberikan oleh Wilona, Rosa malah ingin merebut Bramasta, bahkan dia tidak segan untuk menjadi istri kedua. Apakah Wilona akan menyetujui Rosa menjadi madunya? Atau … Wilona akan tetap mempertahankan rumah tangganya dengan Bramasta?

My dormmate invites me to a college mate's engagement party. I choose an expensive tailor-made gown for the occasion. When I arrive at the hotel, I see several of my former classmates are already there. Everyone looks like they're doing well—they're wearing expensive clothing. Someone is even wearing something from a luxury brand. As soon as I enter the private room, a familiar classmate rolls her eyes at me. "Look at who it is—the woman who was once the most outstanding student in our class. You're dressed so plainly for such an important occasion." Everyone is circled around the classmate who's wearing something from a luxury brand. They ignore me. Only our former class monitor clinks glasses with me and consoles me softly. "It's good enough that you're here. You're dressed plainly, but don't give up. You'll succeed one day." I sip my wine and smile. "My outfit may not be too opulent, but it's an expensive, tailor-made piece. It's 100% handcrafted by a master designer."

On the day before the marking ceremony, my Alpha mate, Zev Briarwood, is wounded in a battle and loses his memory. He forgets everything… including me. To help him restore his memories and Alpha pride, I go all out. I seek out an evil witch to trade my precious heartblood and fangs for her magic, nearly dying in the process. I sketch jewelry designs day and night, selling them just to earn money and to find every possible memory cure. When I drag my battered body to visit Zev at the clinic, I overhear him laughing with his buddies. "Your acting's next level, Zev! Kira still hasn't figured out you're faking it, and you've delayed the marking ceremony!" A buddy snickers. Zev gulps his wine and grins. "I'm definitely winning the bet that I'd sleep with 100 women at parties. Once I've had my fun, I'll go back to her for my mate duties and complete that marking ceremony."

“There will be no escape for you, Regina. You belong to me now; heart, body and soul. Mine to do with as I please.” Draco’s eyes were ablaze with deadly desire. I smirked in the face of death. “Good luck with that.” ** Regina Milanesi has never backed down from a challenge no matter who stood in her way. She’s risen from her ashes and is now on her way to becoming the most ruthless woman to take the criminal underworld by surprise. But in doing so, she’s garnered the attention of Leonardo Draconis D’Angelo, the Capo dei Capi, the most ruthless and heartless man in the underworld. She loathes him with a vehemence that can only be matched with her desire to claim and be claimed by him. But her addiction to Draco just might be the beginning of her downfall, like a moth drawn to the flames…or the start of a love story written in blood.

I somehow became the "dream girl" of a cold, dangerous villain straight outta a novel. Well—technically, it was my mini burritos that did the damage. Hot, cheap, and hit like a hug. The year his whole world crashed, Rory Roth showed up scrawny and wrecked, clutching three crumpled bucks. "Can I get one mini burrito?" I stood there with a spatula in hand, staring at the kid who'd one day become some criminal mastermind genius. But right now? No threat, no swagger—just a shivering kid with wary eyes. "I'm not tryna scam you. If it's not enough, I'll wash dishes, mop floors, help with customers—whatever. Once I make up the rest, c-could you make me a mini burrito then?" That's when it hit me. This so-called villain... was just a starving, beat-down kid.