Eleanor Coppola

Set in New York in the 1800s, where charming salons exist alongside dark alleyways, an exceptional independent young woman, Eleanor Blake, comes face-to-face with an enigmatic gentleman of magnetic charm, Adrian Velmont. The chemistry between the two is undeniable, and through secret meetings, their attraction blossoms. But Adrian is a vampire, haunted by centuries of solitude, and Eleanor comes from a lineage of vampire hunters. As love begins to bloom, Eleanor learns shocking secrets about herself and Adrian from her father, a ruthless hunter. Now, she must make the choice between the love she bears and the duty she must confront- an ever-growing threat marked by vampires, led by Isolde, and a family that considers Adrian a danger. In a dark swirl of battles and betrayals, Eleanor and Adrian fight against a fate that sets out to doom them. A passionate, mysterious love story where romance defies death.

Mom has extreme mania. Dad was murdered when I was eight, and I went blind while trying to save Mom. I became her only family and weakness. Anyone who makes fun of me for being blind has their eyes gouged out; anyone who disrespects me is sliced and diced before being fed to the dogs. Later, Mom turns into a she-devil with a hundred-billion-dollar net worth. Everyone in Gristport fears her, but she treats me like a princess. The whole city knows not to offend Eleanor Heinrich's daughter. She scours the world for the best optometrists to treat my eyes. On the day I regain my vision, I hear about Mom finding her birth daughter. She says, "You'll soon have a sister who loves you very much, Sienna." I hear that my sister has been through a lot since childhood and is introverted. I prepare many gifts for her, even wanting to give her the pendant Dad gave me. Yet she instructs her people to take me to a deserted roof. "You're nothing but a faker who stole my place in life! I'm going to slice your tongue—let's see how you can continue lying to Mom when you can't speak!" She shatters the pendant, gouges my eyeballs out, slashes my tongue, and has several men torment me to death. Lastly, she includes my eyeballs as decorations in a bouquet and brings it to Mom. "This is a gift I've prepared for your birthday, Mom. Do you like it?"

Eleanor Whitestone was bred for perfection, polished, poised, and promised to the man her father handpicked to secure their empire. But on her wedding day, everything shatters when she catches her fiancé in bed with her own sister. Humiliated and discarded, Eleanor’s world collapses in a single, brutal moment. Drowning in champagne and desperation, she makes a reckless choice: one night in the arms of Damian Laird, the city’s most ruthless billionaire CEO and her ex-fiancé’s sworn rival. She never expects the morning after to come with a proposition as shocking as her betrayal: marry him, carry his heir, and together they’ll destroy the people who broke her. Damian is cold, calculating, and devastatingly magnetic. He doesn’t believe in love but he does believe in revenge. And Eleanor is the perfect weapon…if she can survive the war they’re about to wage. But in a high stakes game of power and seduction, lines blur, and desire ignites into something neither of them saw coming. This time, Eleanor won’t be a pawn. She’ll be the queen and she’ll burn down anyone who tries to cage her again.

Eleanor Blackwood, une bêta mourante, supplie sa jeune sœur oméga, Alessia Knight, de porter son enfant à naître. Dans un ultime sacrifice, elle exige aussi qu’Alessia épouse son veuf, Ethan Blackwood, un alpha puissant et héritier d’une grande famille, pour assurer un avenir à l’enfant. Alessia, bien que terrifiée à l’idée de sacrifier sa jeunesse et ses rêves, accepte par amour pour sa sœur. Mais après une greffe d’utérus risquée et un mariage forcé, elle se retrouve piégée dans une union froide avec Ethan, qui ne voit en elle qu’un ventre de substitution. Pourtant, alors qu’Eleanor s’éteint, laissant derrière elle un bébé à naître et un mari dévasté, Alessia et Ethan vont devoir apprendre à coexister… et peut-être, à s’apprivoiser.