Don't Stay

My fiance called me to post bail after he was arrested. When I arrived, however, I was informed that he was caught in a compromising position. "I came to protect Lily because I was worried for her safety," my fiance retorted, putting an arm around her shoulder. "But her boyfriend didn't believe me. Or is it the same for you too? Go post bail already." Nonetheless, I spied the lacy underwear poking out ever so slightly over his belt. In the past, I would have made a scene as I demanded an explanation. But now, I was as cool as a cucumber. When the cops asked what our relationship was, I paused in thought for a moment, before saying quietly, "His employer." Once I signed the papers, I texted my brother: [I'll go on that blind date. Schedule it for three days later.]

I suddenly got a call from the police, telling me I was involved in an abandoned baby case. My best buddy was holding me up as we rushed to the scene when Shirley Dunn, the girl who had asked me for directions last week, suddenly pointed straight at me. "That's her. I saw her this morning, holding her stomach, going into the restroom! Now the baby's been born, and her belly's flat!" I was completely stunned. Before I could react, she shoved the newborn straight into my arms. "This is your own flesh and blood! How could you abandon him?" The officer's expression was equally severe. "Miss, I understand that becoming a mother at 20 can be scary, but abandoning a baby is a crime. If you didn't want to raise a child, you shouldn't have had one." More and more college students gathered around, their stares stabbing into me like needles. Cold sweat soaked my back. My best friend suddenly burst out laughing. "Congrats, man! You're a dad now!"

Two years ago, I was the Donna of the Costa family. When I was on my way to attend the family meeting, I was killed by my husband's childhood sweetheart, Isabella Rossi. She shattered my limbs and smashed my belly before throwing me into an abandoned mine pit. It was such a shame that I was pregnant with the heir Matteo Costa had been waiting for the past five years when I died. Not only did Isabella frame me for working with the enemy forces, but she also broke her own legs and claimed that she got hurt from stopping me. Matteo publicly announced that he decided to sever all ties with me. He also placed a bounty on my head. Just like that, I fell from my position as the Costa family's Donna to a traitor who was wanted by all. Two years later, the mine pit collapsed on itself. That was when the workers dug out my rotten corpse.

Iris Rossi, a 23-year-old sharp young attorney, has been building a reputation for dismantling the criminal networks of New York’s elite. She sees the Moretti family as her ultimate takedown. Dante Moretti, newly in charge of his late father’s empire, needs to appear legitimate, to secure his position against rivals and federal investigators. After a major courtroom win against one of Dante’s shell companies, Iris is confronted by Dante himself. Instead of threatening her life, he offers her a deal: marry him for one year and secure his public image, or watch her family’s hidden crimes surface, destroying her career and reputation. She discovers evidence that her late father laundered money for the Mafia, and Dante is holding it over her.

I have to marry my sister’s fiancé in her place. When my twin sister vanishes the night before her wedding, I’m left with no choice but to walk down the aisle toward the ruthless Alpha who rules New York’s underworld and its packs with an iron fist. I knew taking on my sister’s identity wouldn’t be easy. What I didn’t expect was that the hardest part would be not falling for my husband. And as the fragile truce between humans and werewolves begins to shatter, I find that his arms are the only place I can find solace… and perhaps the very thing that will ruin me.

He forgot their vows. She remembers every lie. After a brutal accident leaves Callum Thorne with no memory of his wife, Iris is forced to fight for a love that only she remembers. Trapped in the Thorne family estate, surrounded by people who want her gone, Iris is determined to win back the man she married—even if he’s no longer the man he was. But when fragments of the past start to resurface, Callum begins to suspect his accident wasn’t so accidental. The more he uncovers, the more he questions everything—especially the woman he’s drawn to but can’t trust. In a world of wealth, control, and buried secrets, love isn’t safe. And the truth might cost them both more than their marriage. Vows He Doesn’t Remember is a dark, gripping romance about memory, manipulation, and the fight to reclaim what’s real—before it's too late.

Connor’s life came crashing down eight years ago and he vowed to never return home, but that all changed when his mother died and he had to return home to settle everything. He hadn’t planned on running into the first person he ever loved and the first one that ever broke his heart. He didn’t plan on getting a stalker that made his life miserable and would not let him find peace.

Savannah Canterbury, privileged and grew up in a rich household whose parents are both doctors. All her life she has always been wanting to please her parents and to never disappoint them. She is the kind of woman who isn't looking for love because she is too focused on having an accomplished life. Nick Wilde, a secretive and cold-hearted first boy with a lurking dark past of murder who grew up in awfully poor family. He has disabled himself to feel anything coming from anyone because of the tragic thing that happened in his life. He only cares about his younger sister Tracy and no one else. Nick is a man who never wants to fall in love again. Until he meets Tracy's roommate Savannah where his world turns upside down. An unexpected and unwanted relationship where they are bound to set three rules: 1.Live the present in secret 2.No commitment 3.Never expect for a future. Nick can close his eyes to the things he doesn't want to see but he can't close his heart from the things he doesn't want to feel. When everything falls out of place, hearts get broken, tears turns to anger and their love gets hideous, is Savannah willing to risk everything even after his ugly past? Love has never been pretty for Nick but will he allow himself to feel again? Will a love that started so ugly turn out into something beautiful?

Quedé embarazada de Alessio Moretti, el mejor amigo de mi hermano y el Don más joven y atractivo de Nueva York. Justo entonces regresó Bianca, su antigua amante… la misma que lo había dejado sin decir una sola palabra. Pensé que me dejaría por ella, pero él solo sonrió con esa calma arrogante. —Se fue sin dar explicaciones. No hay vuelta atrás. Mi hermano, Gianni Ricci, fue aún más frío: —Ella ya no es una Ricci. Mi única hermana eres tú. Les creí. Durante tres años, me dieron un cariño y una calidez que jamás había conocido. Pero todo se vino abajo cuando un video de mi padre adoptivo, borracho y golpeándome, se volvió viral. El mundo entero se burló de la “intocable princesa Ricci” … la misma que alguna vez fue tratada peor que una mendiga. Me rompí por dentro y corrí a buscar a las dos únicas personas en las que confiaba… pero me detuve en seco frente a la puerta de su despacho al escuchar la voz empalagosa de Bianca. —Gianni, Alessio… ¿filtrar ese video? ¿No fue demasiado cruel? Marcella está embarazada… La respuesta de mi hermano llegó al instante: —Justamente de eso se trataba. El embarazo debería ablandarla… pero ha estado paseándose como si fuera la dueña de todo, manteniéndote a ti al margen. Alessio soltó una risa suave: —No te preocupes por Marcella. No puede hacernos nada… y es demasiado blanda como para hacerle daño a nuestro hijo. Las lágrimas comenzaron a caer sin control y un dolor agudo me atravesó el pecho de golpe. "Tiene razón… este bebé es mi tesoro. Jamás le haría daño", pensé. Pero tú, Alessio… no voy a dejar que me controles. Me di la vuelta, sintiéndome entumecida, compré un vuelo y tomé una decisión. "Voy a desaparecer… me llevaré a mi bebé y saldré de su mundo para siempre", pensé.

The Don of the Vito family, Damiano Vito, has broken his wedding vows by cheating on me with the daughter of the rival mafia family, Bianca Sorace, while I'm still pregnant with his heir. He ends up executing Bianca with his own hands in order to reassure me as well as provide my family, the Cappas, with a satisfactory answer. My parents advise me, "Now that Damiano has returned to your side, you mustn't kick up a fuss for the sake of both families' interests." But since then, I've developed an obsession over cleanliness. Any form of physical contact is capable of making me dry-heave out of discomfort. Since I can't take any medication at all, I can only spend my days venting my stress by demanding that everything be disinfected before touching me. Damiano, who's known for having a violent temperament, is willing to keep disinfecting himself repeatedly for my sake. If he needs to make physical contact with me, he'll wear gloves. Whenever he enters my room, he has to change into a biohazard suit. No matter how hot and stuffy it gets under the suit, he doesn't utter a word of complaint. "It's fine. I was the one who broke the wedding vows first, anyway." Finally, the moment I command Damiano to wash his hands yet again, he loses control of himself before me. He even goes so far as to shatter the ashtray right before my eyes. "That's enough! All I did was make the mistake every man is capable of making! Must you humiliate me to this degree? How does that make me a filthy man?" Damiano deliberately allows his subordinates, who are drenched in blood, to throw a party in the estate, thinking that it serves as a punishment for my obsession over cleanliness. He intends to force me to yield to him by threatening the baby in my belly. Thanks to the nonstop aggravation, I feel intense pain flaring from my abdomen. Soon, blood keeps oozing down my inner thighs beneath my skirt. But at the same time, I feel a sense of relief that I've never felt before. "Let's get a divorce, Damiano."