Did Geto Kill His Parents

"She threw her head back as he buried his lips into her neck tasting her, Cole's touch was all she craved and she could not keep herself from wanting more, no matter how hard she tried to stay away from him…"

Sophia struggles to cater for her sick mother and her little brother after her dad abandoned them at the age of 17. Sick and frustrated with bills and not being able to enjoy her youth, she decides to get drunk and enjoy just one night without worrying about her debts, she ends up in bed with a handsome stranger, runs away and tries to forget about the night that felt special to her . Unknowingly to her the handsome stranger gets what he always wants in this case ,her . She experiences series of events that complicates her everyday lifestyle all these for her to be owned by him but she believes nothing comes free in this world and the temporary nature of love, she seems suspicious of him in his pursuit of her but ends up being pregnant for him . Now she's stuck between forfeiting her independence for the sake of the child or forfeiting the child. Can Sophia trust him? Which is worth it? Find out more in the book…

Daisy enters the Italian mafia palace as a new maid, working for the mafia family her father gave his life for. She has one intention: to improve her family's living conditions. Hoping to work in peace without getting into trouble, her plans go down the drain when Salvatore, the second son of the mafia king, takes an interest in her. Salvatore, often seen as a backup to his brother, was raised with neglect and tossed around without care. He does not know love, he's filled with hate and anger, but everything changes when a certain maid enters his life, showing him a different perspective. Will love bloom between this unlikely pair? Can they bridge the huge gap between their worlds? As a mafia prince and a lowly maid, their love is strictly forbidden, a betrayal that could destroy their families and their future. Join Daisy and Salvatore on their journey as they navigate secrets that will change their lives forever.

Choosing who to marry was never in Nicole's fate and having her husband's brother obsessed with her was something she wouldn't have imagined in her wildest of dreams. Stuck between desire and responsibilities, all she can do is succumb to the erotic whispers and touches he plants on her – marking her as his possession.

Ash is not some cute little omega, he can kick any Alpha ass if they mess with him. Even If the Alpha is his own mate.

"Love?..."Penelope asked with a light scoff "I want to be Loved but sadly I can't"she grinned sadly Penelope Anderson the 25 years old billionaire and the CEO of Anderson Textile Company Cruel is an understatement of what she is...she's never had a boyfriend before and she hates to hear the word love...I wonder why? Her loves story is different...she's not a damsel in distress,she doesn't love pink Hell no! But all that later change well some of it changed when she brought a male slave Max Sliver...a 27 years old graduate from business administration but he's unemployed meaning that he's poor What happens when he get sold off to pay a debt and later ends up as a slave to the cruelest billionaire alive Find out....

Jessica Scott thought she had it all. A good fiancé who was waiting for their wedding night to consummate their marriage. A career she enjoyed. And a life that she was ready to start once she said, "I do". But all that shattered when she found her fiancé entangled with her stepsister in their bed. Betrayed, Jessica ended the engagement and escaped what she thought would be her forever home with the help of her father's friend and business partner, Hunter Killian, a man she always viewed as an Uncle, even if there were no blood ties. Jessica knew that ending her relationship with her ex would be difficult, but she never thought it would involve stalking, attempted kidnappings, and blame-shifting that would leave her wondering if leaving was worth it or that through all the hardships, she would find love unexpectedly, or that the man she called Uncle Hunter would soon be called Daddy in the throes of passion.

I kept on running with Kay as we manoeuvred our way through the messy crowd. Kay pulled me through and we finally got out of the club. We couldn't take the main entrance because Yoshim's men were there. We were running through the dark alley, panting and gasping for air. Relief washed over me when I realised that I finally left that hell hole. We kept on running when I heard a gunshot. I immediately halted and felt a warm liquid trickling down my arm. I looked around and saw no wound, I glanced at Kay and my eyes widened. I immediately brought my hand to my mouth trying to suppress the scream that wanted to come out. Kay held his arm as he bled profusely, he groaned in pain and fell on his knees. “Oh my God, Kay are you alright? Ugh, what am I going to do.” I said while hyperventilating. I heard footsteps and looked up only to be met by those same devilish eyes. He wore a grin on his face. And to his left was Gail who clung to him like a barnacle. How did he even know I escaped? “Haha, I overheard your little conversation with the guard, so I told Yoshim.” She smiled while talking. “Gail, what the is wrong with you?” I said with anger and tears in my eyes. She shrugged her shoulders and her mouth curved into a smile. I pressed my hand on Kay's wound to stop the bleeding, he groaned in pain and I couldn't stop my tears. “I should've gotten rid of you a long time ago.” Yoshim said while pointing a gun to my head. I closed my eyes and waited for him to pull the trigger.

I used to work as a model, but not the typical kind. In our profession, everyone had a benefactor, someone who supported them financially. I dedicated myself to my benefactor for a year and a half, tending to his needs diligently. Despite my dedication, I was eventually abandoned. Just when I gathered my courage and decided to start afresh, he showed up again, "Do you want to date me? Officially."

-LUCIFER- I thrum my fingers on the armrest of my golden throne impatiently. It has been three months since the demon seer Greta had come to me claiming that I, the King of Hell, have a mate. In all my thousands of years, I had never expected to come across her. Hell, I didn’t expect that my Father would have even gifted me with a mate, after everything I had done to be kicked from Heaven. To my dismay, Greta hadn’t been very helpful with information regarding my mate and her whereabouts. So that same day I paid the Fates a visit. Two of the three old crones are quite fond of me and usually assist me whenever I require it. “Ah, Lucifer, this is a pleasant surprise.” Clotho comments as she works with the thread of destiny in her hands. “Yes, it’s been too long since your last visit.” Lachesis says as she turns towards me, her eyes roaming over my body appreciatively. Even if I wasn’t here about my mate, I would never touch her. Her and her sisters are literally shriveled up old ladies with grey hair and wrinkled skin...even the Devil has standards.