Ed Edd N Eddy Kiss

She is the loner, the outcast, and the bully's favorite target at school. When she become a young heiress of a noble house, everyone has to lower their heads in her presence. Now, she's back at school to let her bullies kneel before her! ~~~ After being bullied and an outcast for many years, Sydnee find out that her true mother is a noblewoman and she is a young heiress of a noble house. Her stepfather, the Duke, bring her to his household and train her to become a true heiress. However, her mother seems to dislike her so much and prefers to adore the adopted double-faced girl Catarina. Whatever she'll do, her mother will always be bias towards Catarina, and even support Catarina's plan to take her inheritance and usurp the position of Dukedom's heiress. But she, Sydnee, has promised herself to never back down from the fight to inheritance! Gaining the king's favor? Being a teacher's pet? It's easy to achieve. Even stirring the power factions in the capital is as easy as pie for her! This little white mice is not her opponent at all!

My marriage to Lucian Hawke was hailed as the most perfect union in the mafia world. As the daughter of the Sinclair family and him being the sole heir of the Hawke family, our marriage united the two most powerful mafia families in the Northeastern. I thought we were unbreakable. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. As if life couldn’t get any worse, my husband's first love returned—on the very same day. That night, the man I’d been married to for years didn’t come home. The next morning, his voice was cold, distant. Indifferent. “I’ve got the divorce papers ready. When can you come sign them?” I hesitated, struggling to steady my voice. “I’m still at the hospital.” He didn’t even pause. “I don’t care if you're on your deathbed, Elara. Come home and sign the goddamn papers.” My heart shattered, but I refused to let it show. “As you wish, Lucian.” What he didn’t know was that I was dying—literally. A week later, at my funeral, Lucian wearing a tuxedo, weeping at my grave, whispering regrets he should have voiced when I was still breathing. Ironically, my funeral day, was also his wedding day with his sweetheart. But it was too late, my love. This time, you’ll never see me again.

Harper Thomas loves bad dates. She goes on hundreds of them a year, and then blogs about them online to make her living. When her sister signs her up for a new dating service, Harper's not expecting to find anything other more than ridiculous men. She certainly isn't planning to meet him... Gabe Honors is one of the billionaire owners of Kindling Dating. He also happens to be Miami's most eligible bachelor, but his search for love has never been successful. That is, until he decided to use his own dating service. The first time he meets Harper, he knew that she was the one. However, in order to make sure that it really was love, he kept his identity a secret. He soon finds out, secrets never mix well with love... Can a billionaire CEO finally stump this bad-date-blogger? Can Harper look past the money and find the man? Or will they only be left with memories of their island kisses?

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?

Mark is the only son of Francis. A future boss of the Italian mafia. In your family, there's a rule. Every man, to become the head of the family, must marry. A single man can never take over his family. But Mark leads a bohemian life with no responsibility. The father, tired of his son's irresponsibility, decides to act. He gives you only three months for Marcos to find a wife. Otherwise, all business will pass to your cousin Dominique. With no way out, Marcos seeks contacts in Brazil to arrange a fake marriage with someone who can convince his parents that She is a dignified woman and not a prostitute. Beatrice is a young woman from the countryside who believes she has found her great love. And come for Rio de Janeiro with him. Only she was wrong, and her fiancé sold it to Mark. The result of a plot by her best friend and the man she thought she loved. With nowhere to go, she quickly finds herself involved in this trap and goes to Italy with Marcos. Once there, she discovers that he bought it and will have to submit to all his desires - a man with unconventional ways of loving.

Every woman who marries into the Ardhana family dies on her wedding night. Alika, a quiet orphan with no memory of her origins, receives an unexpected marriage proposal from Damar Ardhana—a wealthy heir known for his cold demeanor and the dark rumors surrounding his bloodline. The townspeople whisper of a curse. Seven brides. Seven deaths. All on the first night. Alika doesn’t believe in superstitions—until she finds herself standing in front of an ancient mansion atop a mist-covered hill, saying vows to a man who won’t meet her gaze. That night, she hears whispers behind the walls. Sees a bride in the mirror who isn’t her. And remembers fragments of a life she never lived. Something isn’t right. Something inside this house wants her dead. But something else… wants her to remember. Now, trapped between a marriage she can’t escape and a past that won’t stay buried, Alika must uncover the truth before she becomes the next name on the gravestone. Because this curse doesn’t kill at random. It kills for a reason.

Three days before my wedding, Eric Foreman's childhood love returned to the country with her terminally ill mother. She wanted to marry Eric to fulfill her mother's dying wish. I objected furiously to it in my last life, and Eric eventually rejected Naomi Corbin's request. Naomi appeared with her mother's funeral picture in the middle of our wedding and accused Eric of being heartless. Eric got the bodyguards to kick her out, and our wedding continued without a glitch. However, he did not return home that night. Since then, he insisted that we sleep in different rooms. He would rather get drunk than touch me. When I questioned him about this, he said to me drunkenly as his eyes glazed over, "Ayla, every time I look at you, I'm reminded of the look of despair in Naomi's eyes and her mother's dying face… I regret making that decision!" His answer depressed me, and I eventually died from it. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Eric tried to convince me to give Naomi our wedding. This time, I agreed. I called my family as I watched him leave happily. "I agree to the marriage alliance. We can hold the wedding in three days."

Ember is a Witch who's being bothered by memories she doesn't know who belongs to. Adam Jacques Montavros is an Alpha who's been asleep for a very long time waiting for his beloved. With the series of unexpected events, their fate got binded with just a night on February 13th. The next thing followed brought Ember into the secret of her past which has been causing her heart hurt. Will she be able to withstand it all?

Book three of The Moon & Sun Series “You’ll see soon enough what I have in store for you Feilan. You’ll be more than Alpha and Queen. We’ll rule it all as Gods.” His words made my blood run cold, his need for me becoming clear and making sense in a twisted sort of way. The obsession and the possessiveness in the words terrified me. I didn’t stand a chance against him. How could I possibly fight against a direct descendant of Fenrir himself? The long and short of it was that I couldn’t, at least not alone. It would take all of us, my mates and I. My Alpha, and my dragon King and Prince’s. I was both Queen and Alpha and together, we just might stand a chance against this incredibly daunting threat. The only problem was, how do you prepare for an enemy you can’t track or see coming? It was time to ask the Moon and Sun to bless and help us. We’d need the blessings of the Gods to beat a son of Fenrir.

A forbidden obsession burned between two men from different worlds. Salvatore Esposito, the notorious Mafia boss known as Diablo, was consumed by his desire for Ethan, a devout pastor. Their paths crossed at Diablo's bar and nightclub, where Ethan's innocence and purity immediately captivated the ruthless devil blackened heart. Diablo's fascination with Ethan grew as he secretly observed the pastor's every move, learning his likes and dislikes but when Ethan's wedding day arrived, Diablo's possessiveness boiled over. He stormed the church in a shocking display of power and Diablo kidnapped Ethan, vowing to make the straight pastor fall in love with him. Ethan, determined to resist Diablo's advances, accepted the challenge but as they navigated their twisted game, a hidden enemy emerged, threatening to destroy both men. However, with each attack that came their way, Ethan began to see Diablo in a different light, glimpsing the complexities beneath the Diablo's facade, he realized that there is more to Diablo than he shows. As the pastor and the devil forged an unlikely understanding, the question remained: could Ethan truly fall in love with Diablo, or was the Mafia boss doomed to suffer for a love that could never be his? Would their differences tear them apart, or could they find a way to bridge the gap between their worlds?