Elena Of Avalor Fanfiction

Five years ago, Elena Carter made the hardest decision of her life. When Damian Moretti, the boy she loved, chose to step into the violent world of the mafia, she knew she couldn’t follow him. She had seen firsthand what that life did to people—how it swallowed them whole. So she walked away, leaving behind the only man she had ever loved. But Damian never saw it as an ending. "If we ever cross paths again, I won’t let you go." Those were his last words to her, a promise that haunted her every night.

Rosalie Bianchi is forced to marry Roman Moretti for her family's betterment or that's what she's told to believe. Her family thrived on wealth and power, something the Moretti could give them. Rosalie finds her soul crushed when she finds out her sister sold her out for the power struggle she wanted nothing to do with. She didn't want to be the head of the Bianchi family and Elena knew that yet sold her to the highest bidder. Rosalie has been keeping a secret herself. She was the poison fairy. The woman Roman was looking to hire, the reason he agreed to marry her.

"See how wet you are for me? I bet he could never make you feel this good… I’ll make a video and send it to that ex-husband of yours, let him watch how you ride me senseless.” Used and discarded, Elena Carter was nothing more than a contract wife. The moment her billionaire ex secured his inheritance, she was thrown aside and replaced. Years later, she returns as Lyra Royce. Now, her ex-husband’s stepbrother is her fiancée, and together, they have a shared goal: destroy Adrian Black. Caught between two brothers, which man will she ultimately choose?

Synopsis “NO, P..Please..’’ She begs, letting a whimper escape her lips. “What did I tell you would happen when you speak unless spoken to.’’ His voice sends shivers through her frail body. His figure towers over her. It makes her feel like less of a wolf and more of a puppy. His puppy. “I’m going to put that mouth to good use, mate. It’s the only way you can learn.’’ ………………. The magic of the werewolves and how they lived for centuries had slowly withered. Only one powerful generation of ruthless Alphas had walked the earth for more than a thousand years. Alpha Roman Aguilera hates weakness. And that was the first thing he saw when he watched his mate, Elena Mahone, unable to kill a weak helpless human. He brings her under his wing to torture and humiliate her. He hates that the moongodess would play such a joke on him by giving him an omega for a mate. He resents her and is willing to cross boundaries just to cast her away. Yet the pang of pain and sadness in his cold empty heart dictates otherwise. He had a beautiful woman by his side, but the problem remained. A powerful Alpha has never been mated to a lower-class wolf, let alone an omega. But secrets had been bred among the Aguilera family. And his mate, Elena Mahone, seemed to be the only thing that attracted disaster. Can sparks fly where hatred and resentment have been fostered? Can a man as ruthless as Alpha Roman, fall for a weak Omega? ......... PS; this book is a dark romance. It is highly erotic. there will also be graphic violent details between the characters. Read at your own discretion.

Leon Vincent, the shark of Warren Street, is the one who raised me. Twelve years ago, a fire tore through the orphanage and took everything from me. He was the one who pulled me out of the flames and gave me a second chance at life. To repay him, we make a weird deal—a 99-debt contract. I have to either obey him or be abandoned 99 times. After that, the debt will be cleared. Every time he goes on a date with some high-society socialite, he'll toss another insanely expensive piece of jewelry into my safe. In just two short years after turning 18, I've accumulated 96 diamonds in my safe, each one marking the 96 times he's cast me aside. One day, his fiancee, Elena Harrington, sends me a provocative email. "Dearest Isabelle, Leon and I are finalizing the wedding invitations. Do you think velvet with gold foil or matte leather would be more elegant? The ceremony's early next month. Can't wait to see you there! Love, Elena." Right after that, Leon calls, asking me to pack his bags for the summit in Parienne tomorrow. I simply send the wedding gift I've prepared in advance—a seven-figure emerald necklace—straight to his darling Elena without any words. That night, Leon returns to the apartment and finds out what I've done. He praises me for being considerate. Late into the night, he pulls me into his arms with rare tenderness. Nothing is left between us; no clothes, no holding back. He whispers that he wants to give me a special kind of reward, one that only I can carry. Somehow, Elena discovers my pregnancy. She stands on the balcony of Vincent Estate, screaming like her life depends on it. "Leon, I'm begging you! Don't let her have that baby! If you do, I'll jump!" The cold and proud Leon begs me, for the first time, to get rid of the baby. Everyone at the party awaits my breakdown, but I just smile softly and nod. "Alright. I will." He whispers in my ear, "Our marriage is just a business arrangement. I don't even like her. Once we're divorced, I'll give you another baby." What he fails to realize is that it was never in my plans to keep this one. There are only three more times left before I pay off this life debt from when he pulled me out of that fire all those years ago. After the 99th time, I board a ship bound for Azara to join a medical research mission. From that moment on, my life will be mine alone to live for.

Elena Blake never wanted to be part of her father ruthless empire. She wanted a name for herself other than the Mafia Princess but escaping his shadows isn't easy. During her fight for escape, she crosses path with a Billionaire Ethan Calloway, a man seeking justice and revenge against the very empire she was running to abandon. As passion ignites between them, suspicious lingers and her father started paying dangerous games with their emotions. Building distrust and driving emotional wedge between them. Can they overcome the mistrust and betrayal between them and fight the crime lord together? Or will he destroy them both? Read to find out.

Pernikahan Nathen Shawn Wilson terancam batal, tepat dua minggu sebelum hari H tiba. Tak ingin menanggung malu, lantas Elena meminta sang cucu untuk menikah dengan Nathen yang merupakan anak angkatnya. "Jika aku menikah dengan Paman, kekasihku bagaimana?" - Felicia "Putuskan saja. Mudah, bukan?" - Nathen Antara Nathen yang hanya bisa pasrah menerima keputusan mendadak sang ibu, sedang Feli masih belum selesai dengan masalalunya. Lantas bagaimana kisah mereka akan berjalan? Ikuti keseruan Feli dan paman tampannya - Nathen, hanya di Istri Dadakan Paman Nathen.

"I was never a daughter, only a bargaining chip" After years of abuse from her father, torment from her stepmother, and constant bullying from her half brother, Elena Moretti has known only pain and betrayal. When her mother took her own life, the last piece of warmth in her world disappeared But her nightmare doesn't end there. To seal an alliance, her father sells for off to the most feared man in the underworld - the ruthless mafia lord Adriano Romano aka the devil whose name alone makes enemies tremble. Will she survive this marriage of chains or will she find an unexpected kind of freedom in the arms of the devil himself.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only! This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 18. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity. "I'm your master, right?" "Y… yes…" "Yes what?" "Yes, master." "Then I order you to go on your knees and suck." .......... They don't call him the devil for nothing. Ryan Johnson doesn’t do distractions, doesn't chase women, until her. But one look at her and her sinful curves, those defiant brown eyes, and his self-control shatters. But she is too young, too forbidden, but the way her pink lips part when he pins her with that stormy gaze? Irresistible. One taste, and he’s addicted. The more he resists, the harder she pulls him under. Elena Carter is a wildfire, chaotic, impulsive, and too reckless for her own good. When she sneaks into an exclusive club with her friends under fake ID, she doesn’t expect to lock eyes with him. He’s everything she shouldn’t want. He’s all dominance, danger and recklessly magnetic, his calm exterior masking a storm of intensity that draws her in like a moth to a flame. He knew it was dangerous, she knew it was illicit, both of them knew it was forbidden but they couldn't stop themselves. Between stolen touches and secret rendezvous, Elena discovers a side of herself she never knew existed, one that craves submission to Ryan’s command. But when the truth comes out, will their guilty pleasure destroy everything or become the one thing they can’t live without? “𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞.”

"Elena, please. I made a mistake. We can start over—" My ex-husband was on his knees in my penthouse, tears streaming down his face. The same man who pushed me down the stairs. Who murdered my unborn daughters. Who watched me die. I looked at him—really looked at him—and felt nothing. "You want to apologize?" My voice was steady. Cold. "You should have thought of that before you killed our babies." His face crumpled. "Elena—" "It's too late to apologise." ★★★ When Damien pushed me down the stairs, I died knowing he'd destroyed me. My cheating husband and my best friend—his pregnant mistress—stood over my bleeding body and smiled. But death gave me a gift: I woke up three days before he destroyed my life. This time, I wouldn't be his victim. This time, I exposed his affair at our gender reveal party. Served him divorce papers in front of everyone. Took back everything he stole. Then Calloway Sterling appeared—the ruthless billionaire CEO my ex feared most. Six feet of dangerous power with storm-gray eyes. "Marry me. One year. He'll never touch you again." A contract marriage. Just revenge. Until Calloway's possessive touches felt too real. Until a paternity test proved he was my baby's father—not my ex-husband. "Three months ago, you went to a fertility clinic," Calloway told me. "The sample wasn't your ex-husband's. It was mine."