Novelas y relatos de Double Renaissance

Hi there. Have you ever heard of the San Francisco Boys? No? That’s surprising. They’re kind of hard to miss — masks, billions of followers on YouTube, death-defying stunts that make your heart stop mid-beat. Reckless. Untouchable. Addictive to watch. Yeah … those guys. BUT … these stories ain’t really about them. Not exactly. They’re about the girls who get pulled into their chaos … and survive. About what happens when one of those boys stops being a legend… and becomes your worst mistake. How do I know? Because I’m one of those girls. Melaena Angélica Blackburn. A girl who fell for a San Francisco boy. Damion Grimm. All-time playboy. Professional pain in my ass. Double world champion. Thrill chaser with a death wish and a god complex. He lives by the rules — HIS rules. Ride hard. Screw fast. Feel nothing. That’s how he keeps his demons on a leash. He doesn’t do blondes. He doesn’t do promises. And he sure as hell doesn’t do me — his best friend’s little sister. He shattered me first. And I’ve hated him ever since … or maybe I just needed a reason to. Because hate starts to feel a lot like something else when it burns hot enough. But … the Blackburn name is cursed. My psycho grandfather? Yeah. Even death didn’t shut him up. Old enemies crawl back. Secrets crack open. Monsters rise. And I've learned real fast that evil doesn’t always look like a monster. Sometimes it wears a familiar face. Control slips. Lines blur. Fate? She’s a cruel bitch. But I’m not the girl who breaks. I’m the one who burns. And I’m going to break every damn rule to get what I want.

I was a streamer famous for doing random, unhinged stuff online. And now the richest woman in Bayford wanted me to seduce her son. "Make my son fall for you. I'll give you ten properties. Houses, apartments, condos." For a second, even I thought, 'Okay, this is insane.' Marianne Jensen looked at me like I was her last hope. "Please. I'm out of options. Ever since he was little, I kept pretty girls around him. When he got older, I introduced him to every type of girl possible. But he's thirty now and has never dated anyone." Then she lowered her voice. "I think something's wrong with him. Like those billionaire guys in drama shorts. Maybe he only likes weird girls from the bad side of town." I just stared at her. Wow. Appreciate that. 'Did I just meet a crazy person?' I was about to say no when she shoved ten property deeds and a photo across the table. "Go seduce my son. If you pull it off, the ten properties are yours." I looked at the deeds, then the photo, and instantly decided to help this desperate but incredible mother. Forget something being wrong with him. Even if he liked men, I'd still make him fall for me. Thanks to Marianne pulling strings behind the scenes, I became the personal assistant to Jace Jensen, Bayford's golden boy. And the first thing he said when he saw me was, "How much did my mom pay you? I'll double it. Now get out." Two months later, the job was over, but Jace stood there with red eyes, crying. "How could you use me and throw me away? I don't care. You're taking responsibility for this."

Amelia Kolak, désormais Harlow par son mariage, se réveille à l'hôpital, confrontée à une double horreur : elle est enceinte et son mari violent, Devon Harlow, la tient toujours sous son emprise. Le retour de son amour d'enfance, le docteur Ashton Mahone, rouvre des blessures enfouies, des sentiments interdits et un mensonge qui les a séparés. Alors que Devon renforce son emprise par la manipulation, la pression familiale et les menaces, Amelia découvre un secret lié à son mariage avec lui, un secret qui la mènera finalement à son propre meurtre par son mari. Jetée dans le caniveau, elle réalise que la mort n'est pas la fin. Amelia est replongée dans le matin de son mariage. Cette fois, elle dit non. Mais son refus de se marier déclenche une tempête. Un scandale public éclate. L'obsession de Devon devient mortelle. Sous le vernis de la richesse et du pouvoir se cachent trafic d'organes, meurtres dissimulés et un réseau déterminé à la faire taire. Amis et alliés – Nancy, Marcus et sa fidèle assistante Caren – dissimulent leurs propres secrets, et la trahison guette là où régnait autrefois la loyauté. Alors que passé et présent s'entrechoquent, amour, vengeance et destin s'entremêlent. Amelia a beau avoir refusé le mariage, elle n'a pas renié la guerre qu'il a déclenchée. Et certains destins, aussi farouchement combattus soient-ils, exigent leur dû dans le sang.

"A woman like you? No fucking way you're a virgin." "Who said virgins can't be filthy, Rocco?" DIANA SANTORO: Five years locked inside a convent. Not because I was holy. Because the family I was born into is dangerous. My name is Diana Santoro. Mafia blood. And in this world, daughters like me get hidden away until the war is over. Now my brother’s the Don. And he wants me back. The man he sent to collect me? Rocco Moretti. The most feared monster in Italy. The devil of Cosa Nostra. They say he pulls confessions out of men with his bare hands—then sleeps like a baby afterward. Three days on the road. Just us. He’s expecting some scared little nun-in-training, ready to be escorted quietly back to my gilded cage. He has no idea that the only innocent thing about me is this face. **** ROCCO MORETTI: Forty-seven men. That's how many I've killed. Tortured more than double that. Never lost a minute of sleep over any of them. So why does this girl—with her innocent eyes and that smart mouth—make me feel like I'm losing my goddamn mind around every bend of this road? Last night, at some roadside motel, she walked into my room. Ran her fingers over my tattoos, looked up at me with this smirk, and told me she wasn't wearing underwear. What the hell does she want? To destroy me? To see how far she can push before I snap? She's a virgin. Untouched. Off-limits. The one thing a man like me can never have. But when she looks at me like that—wearing that short dress, lips parted just enough—I forget who I am. I forget I'm the monster. And I start wanting, with everything in me, to be the one who ruins her. Even if it costs me my life. Even if it costs me everything.

"You can scream. Nobody's coming to save you." His c^ck is buried so deep I feel it in my ribs. My wrists are tied above my head with his belt while another man feeds his c^ck into my mouth. I'm gagging, drooling, mascara running down my cheeks, and my pussy is clenching so hard the one inside me groans. * * * This book contains extreme sexual content on every page. Gangbangs. Breeding. BDSM. Knotting. Choking. Double penetration. If your pussy isn't throbbing by the end of this warning, this book isn't for you. If you want something filthy. Something with thick cocks and rough hands and a voice that growls "good girl" while he's buried inside you. Something you'd never say out loud but your body responds to so hard your panties are wet before the fantasy even finishes playing. This book is that fantasy. Ten times over. C^cks shoved down throats until she's choking and drooling and begging with her eyes because her mouth is too full to speak. Pussies stretched around men so thick her walls ache for days. Two c^cks inside her at once while a third fills her mouth. Knots swelling and locking, pumping her so full her stomach feels heavy. Faces slapped mid-thrust while she whispers "again." Men who spit in her mouth, cum inside her raw, and don't let her clean up before the next one takes his turn. No slow burn. No fade to black. No soft landing. Just raw, graphic, unfiltered filth that starts on page one and doesn't let up until the final sentence. If the thought of being pinned, stretched, filled, bred, and used until cum is running down both your thighs makes something tighten low in your stomach, open the book. They're waiting. And they don't play gentle.

Three years of marriage is such a short period of time for love, as people say. But for Seah Alxandra Garcia, three years of marriage with Mikhail De Luca was a curse. Matapos maka-graduate ni Seah sa kursong architecture ay agad siyang ikinasal kay Mikhail, isa namang italianong engineer. Malaking pagkabigo para kay Seah ang magpakasal agad, ngunit wala rin siyang nagawa dahil para ito sa ikabubuti ng kaniyang pamilya. Tatlo lang ang hinihiling ni Mikhail sa kaniyang bagong asawa para sa loob ng tatlong taon. Iyon ay ang manirahan sa Italya, matulungan siyang mapalago ang negosyo, at pagsilbihan ito — tatlong hiling sa loob ng tatlong taon para lang sa malaking pangangailangan ng pamilya ni Seah. Wala na kay Mikhail kung maisipan siyang iwan ni Seah matapos ang tatlong taong pagsasama nila, ngunit sa kabila ng lahat ay sadyang mapaglaro ang tadhana. Paano na lang kung nasanay na si Mikhail na mamuhay kasama ang asawa niya? Pero paano na lang kung gusto na niyang makapiling si Seah sa bawat araw na gigising siya? It was all clear to Mikhail they should have boundaries as a business marriage contract couple, but some things just ends up with what we don't expect. Seah didn't ask for a run, but who would've thought that her life will be in a double chase? Meeting the Ezekiel Ricci and Megan Ricci was like a lucky moment for Seah, pero ang hindi niya alam ay may trahedya pang naghihintay sa kaniya. She thought that finally, she will be stable and content with Mikhail, not until Ezekiel becomes the reason for their endless fights. Nang makilala ni Seah ang magkapatid na sina Ezekiel at Megan, para bang nabahiran ng gulo ang relasyon nila ni Mikhail. That with every bit of step she makes, their relationship fades.

My cousin, Sonia Sanders, only trusts OmniGo Maps, or OmniGo, for everything. While waiting for the bus during a trip, the bus that we are supposed to get on pulls into the station. However, Sonia grabs my arm and says, "Amanda, OmniGo says that our bus is only arriving in another ten minutes. This is not our bus!" I watch helplessly as the bus pulls out of the station, ultimately making me miss my flight and forcing me to pay double the price for another ticket back home. Once, after work, Sonia sees the green arrow on OmniGo and floors the gas pedal at a road intersection. She says confidently, "OmniGo says it's supposed to be a green light! That means this traffic light is wrong!" I look at the red light in horror. Before I can stop her, a vehicle driving ordinarily past the intersection crashes right into our car. In the end, my legs have to be amputated, and I become wheelchair-bound, while Sonia only suffers a mild concussion and a fracture. One rainy day, Sonia calls me an Uber to go to my follow-up at the hospital, but she sets the pickup point at a location that is flooded a third of a mile away. I try to change the pickup point to my home, but she snatches my phone away and says, "OmniGo says that this pickup point is highly recommended for disabled people to board. You can't just change the pickup point as you like!" As a result, I fall into a puddle, wheelchair and all. Sonia doesn't even turn back to look at me and leaves me behind. Because of the rain and the prolonged soaking of my wounds in the dirty puddle, I develop a severe infection, which then leads to multiple organ failure. Despite being rushed to the emergency unit afterward, I ultimately die from the infection. When I open my eyes again, I realize that I'm standing at the bus station again. Sonia taps on her phone and leans closer to me, showing me the details on her phone. "Look, Amanda, OmniGo says that our bus isn't arriving for another ten more minutes."

Dans un mariage arrangé dicté par les affaires familiales, Célestine découvre peu à peu des sentiments sincères pour Heath, son mari distant et mystérieux. Malgré son indifférence, elle s’accroche à leurs instants d’intimité et choisit de croire en lui, même quand les rumeurs de tromperies se multiplient. Mais le vernis se fissure brutalement lorsque sa meilleure amie lui apporte des preuves irréfutables : Heath mène une double vie. Entre amour aveugle et doute déchirant, Célestine voit son univers commencer à vaciller. La vérité éclate d’une manière brutale : surprise en plein flagrant délit, Heath avoue qu’il ne l’a jamais aimée et réclame le divorce. Brisée, Célestine retourne chez son père et tente de recoller les morceaux de sa vie, portée par l’amitié indéfectible de Kate. Un voyage à Hawaï devient alors le point de départ d’une nouvelle page : elle y rencontre Paul, un homme attentionné qui lui redonne confiance et espoir. Lentement, elle se reconstruit, jusqu’à envisager un avenir radieux auprès de lui, loin des fantômes de son passé. Mais le destin n’en a pas fini avec elle. Au moment où son bonheur semble enfin assuré, Heath réapparaît de façon spectaculaire, prêt à tout pour la reconquérir. Son retour inattendu plonge Célestine dans un tourbillon de confusion : entre un amour brisé, des blessures encore vives et un fiancé qui l’aime sincèrement, elle se retrouve prisonnière d’un triangle dangereux. Le passé va-t-il reprendre ses droits, ou choisira-t-elle de se tourner définitivement vers l’avenir ?

Dans les bas-fonds d'une métropole corrompue, Aelis Marlowe, une ancienne prostituée devenue informatrice pour la police, croise la route de Nikolai Drevan, héritier d’un empire mafieux. Leur rencontre explosive scelle un pacte toxique : elle infiltrera le Syndicat responsable de la disparition de sa sœur, en échange de sa protection. Nikolai cache une double vie de hackeur génial, manipulant les données du Syndicat pour venger la mort de sa mère. Ses tatouages tribaux, marques d’allégeance à un clan oublié, deviennent le symbole de leur rébellion. Au fur et à mesure qu’Aelis s’immerge dans ce monde dangereux, elle découvre que Nikolai est en réalité le fils illégitime de l’homme qui l’a violée quand elle était plus jeune, liant leur destinée dans une spirale de haine et de désir. Leur relation évolue de la manipulation à une symbiose dangereuse. Aelis développe un don troublant : elle peut ressentir la douleur d’autrui, un pouvoir que Nikolai exploite pour localiser leurs ennemis. Lors d’une rave clandestine sous un pont abandonné, Aelis utilise son corps comme appât pour piéger le chef du Syndicat. Alors que Nikolai est forcé de la regarder se faire torturer, il bascule dans une folie meurtrière, révélant son vrai visage : un prédateur prêt à incendier la ville pour la sauver. Ce récit entrelace les codes du thriller mafieux et de la romance noire, explorant la frontière ténue entre sauveur et bourreau, tout en abordant des thèmes de traumas, de vengeance et de pouvoir malsain.

Il y a cinq ans, Giulia a fait le choix le plus déchirant de sa vie : quitter Lorenzo, l’homme qu’elle aimait, pour le sauver d’une ruine financière qu’il ignorait. Elle a endossé le rôle de l’ambitieuse, acceptant d’épouser un homme riche pour que Lorenzo puisse repartir libre. Cinq ans plus tard, Lorenzo est de retour. Riche, puissant et habité par la haine, il l’humilie en la faisant travailler sous ses ordres. Pire, il séduit et demande en mariage sa sœur cadette, Chiara . Giulia se retrouve piégée dans un double martyre : supporter chaque jour le mépris de l’homme qu’elle aime encore, tout en assistant, le cœur brisé, au bonheur apparent de sa propre sœur avec lui. Giulia garde le silence, préférant absorber la vengeance de Lorenzo plutôt que de détruire le bonheur de Chiara. Elle porte seule le poids de son sacrifice et de son amour intact, jusqu’au jour où l’humiliation publique poussée trop loin révèle malgré elle la vérité. Quand sa sœur découvre la lettre qu’elle n’a jamais envoyée , celle qui raconte toute la vérité , le fragile édifice de mensonges s’effondre. Mais pour Giulia, trop de souffrance a déjà eu lieu, trop de silences ont creusé un abîme. Même face au remords de Lorenzo, elle se demande si l’amour qui couve encore sous les cendres de leur histoire pourra jamais renaître… ou si certaines blessures condamnent à aimer dans l’ombre, à jamais.