Final Chapter: Walking Tall

Amelie DaVinci never expected to be stolen from the altar. One moment, she was walking down the aisle. The next, her stepbrothers stormed in, guns drawn, tearing her from the life she never wanted. Luca, the cold and ruthless leader, plays mind games that blur the line between cruelty and seduction. Matteo teases her with whispered promises of pleasure and pain. And Nico, the silent one. As a mafia war ignites and betrayals cut deep, Amelie faces an impossible choice—fight back or surrender to the dark temptation of the men who refuse to let her go. Escape is impossible. Betrayal is inevitable. And surrendering to the darkness might be her only way to survive. Amelie knew she shouldn’t be anywhere near them. But here she was, trapped between Luca and Matteo, with Nico watching from the armchair. Matteo’s fingers brushed against her waist. “You know,” he murmured, “you keep running, but you always end up right back here. With us.” Amelie swallowed hard. “This is a mistake.” Luca hummed in amusement. “Then why haven’t you stopped us?” His fingers wrapped around a loose strand of her hair, tugging lightly. “Or better yet, why haven’t you stopped yourself?” She shivered. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered, but it lacked conviction. Nico finally moved, his gaze locking on hers. “Then walk away,” he said. “If that’s what you really want.” Amelie’s breath hitched. Her body betrayed her, leaning slightly into Luca’s touch, into Matteo’s warmth. Matteo tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. “That’s what I thought.” His lips hovered over hers. “We’re not the ones keeping you here, Amelie. You are.” This was dangerous. It was reckless. But she knew she was already theirs.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT On an isolated island stood a tall tower, where a Goddess of luck was kept by a rich man. When the Goddess reached adulthood, her "owner" arrived, the heir of the Albrecht family, Leon Zigmund Albrecht. When Leon laid his eyes on her, he was instantly mesmerized, and that night, he completely owned her. But the next morning, his goddess was gone. The moment they met again, he swore to take her away, especially seeing a mini version of her beside her. This is a story of a young genius CEO teaching and guiding his wife to live in the modern realm.

Isla Therese Sloane started working as a stripper in a high-end club day after she turned 18. Life has always been hard for her and that time. Stripping is the only option that she has to provide for herself. At a young age. Isla learned from her very own mother that beauty is power as long as you know how to use it for your benefit and so she learns how to be charming and pleasing to cater to the male's gaze. It's her dream to marry a rich man and be a stay at home wife, but she knows that her so called dream will remain nothing but a dream for no man will take her seriously and make her their wife she thought until a one in a million chance opportunity appeared before her eyes. It was just a regular night for her and she thought that it will end that way until Nicholas Spencer showed up and offer her a million dollar in exchange of her coming to a wedding as his sister's impostor who looks exactly like her. Isla knows how life changing that one million dollar offer and so she end up accepting it. She will only need to live as Rory Spencer for a week. She thought that nothing could go wrong until she met the billionaire tycoon that he is about to marry named Kairos Maximillian Lancaster, a sexy but temperamental beast who is a walking delectable temptation for her. Just as she finds him tempting. Kairos felt an over-flowing desire for her and the flames of that worldy desire burns them soon.

Astrid Pierce-Cyrene's world crumbles after losing her mother to the icy hands of death. Following her mom's final wish, she moves in with her Werewolf father. As a human new to the supernatural world, Astrid unexpectedly discovers that her mate was Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter, an incredibly attractive and captivating Werewolf and Tiger. But her destiny, relentless in its demands, doesn't stop there, as she's also claimed by two sexy demigods—the alluring Vampire King, Dexter Aquilo Gunner, and the sensual Dragon King, Phoenix Brontë Decker. "Mine! Freaking mine!" Their mere existence sets her world ablaze, and with each fleeting glimpse of their masculine forms, stokes an insatiable desire, a hunger that hankered to be quenched. She craves to be filled and stretched to her limits as they pound into her with unbridled passion, and make her scream with ecstasy. Why settle for one when she can revel in the exquisite rapture of being taken by them all? But as passion flares, a storm brews on the horizon. These men are willing to go to extraordinary lengths to safeguard their woman.

The Beautiful 24 years old Amber Curt was always an easy target cause of her kind nature, often misused by people who like to extort others, her life has never been easy, raised by a father who drinks with all his money and never paid much attention to his two daughter, Amber and Anna usually fend for themselves but even Anna made life difficult for Amber when she became addicted to gambling and would often bring thousands of debt home for her to clear, Amber needed a more stable and better paying job if she was to survive, she got an interview at Son's empire through her friend’s help and got the job where she met..... Todd Anderson, 30years old father of one, a widower, 5ft 3inches tall, multimillionaire and CEO of Son's empire, he appears cold to the world but is warm and caring to his 2 years old daughter Carrie, he lost his wife to an accident and has remained single since but he has made up his mind to find and bring to justice the person responsible for his wife’s death.

I was raised by my mother, a single parent who never revealed the identity of my father. For years, that part of my life remained a mystery until her final moments. With her last breath, she asked me to find him. I shared this with my best friend, who had never known her own parents. With tears in her eyes, she confided in me that she longed for a father, too. She tried to manipulate me, suggesting I work as a housekeeper for my father so she could claim him as her own. Soft-hearted, I agreed to the plan. When I finally met him, he was stunned. The resemblance between me and his first love was undeniable. He wanted to take me under his wing as his mistress. "Come to my room tonight and wear something… revealing," he said. To protect myself, I laid all my cards on the table.

Alpha Ethan's first love, Sarah, died unexpectedly just days before their marking ceremony. His grief was so profound, it sent shockwaves through the entire Duskrend pack. I spent my youth walking beside him, helping him crawl out of that darkness. And finally, when he was ready to love again, he chose to mark me. In the first two years after he marked me, I got pregnant twice. Both times ended in miscarriage. Ethan, heart aching, told me he couldn't bear to see me suffer through childbirth again. That he didn't want me to endure that kind of pain anymore. But in the third year, I conceived again. On the way to see the pack healer for a routine checkup, I was attacked by a wild beast. My wolf, desperate to protect me, burned through most of her life force holding the creature off. Ethan arrived just in time and carried me to the pack hospital himself. But the healer shook his head. We had lost too much time. The pup couldn't be saved. Worse, my ability to bear pups would be permanently damaged because my wolf was too injured to ever carry life again. My mother clung to me, sobbing. Ethan stood in the corner and smiled. "Joy just can't have pups anymore," he said. "But Sarah—Sarah lost her life because of people like you." Then he looked at my mother, his voice edged with contempt. "You were the one who forced Sarah to abort. You watched her—an Omega without a wolf—scream herself to death. So now, your daughter shall feel that pain too." Five years after severing our mate bond, Ethan had become the most powerful Lycan Chairman the region had ever seen—courted, admired, endlessly celebrated. And me? I was working at an underground club. I was dressed in scraps of fabric, smiling until my cheeks ached, bowing and pouring drinks for whoever walked into the VIP room. There shouldn't have been any reason for our paths to cross again. But Ethan held me tight, eyes red and refusing to let go— “Say it,” he whispered, voice breaking. “Call me your mate.”

Meet Cameron Ezekiel MacMillan, all six feet, two inches tall. Ice blue eyes that can melt off your panties, and make you fall head over heels in love with him, with a sinfully gorgeous body. Cameron lost his wife five years ago, left alone with two kids; Summer and Spring, five and seven years respectively. All he wanted was a good nanny who wouldn't quit after a month or few weeks, not a purple-eyed woman who would make his heart race like never before. He hated the way she made him feel because he knew that feeling came with a weakness, one he couldn't afford while being the CEO of a multinational company. Meet Ruby Miller, all five foot five tall, with a very sexy figure, even though she wasn't really aware of her shape that way. Rare purple eyes that feel like they are looking into your soul, with kissable lips. Aside from that, losing people and things were her specialty. Five years ago, she had lost her parents, and now, her job, and her boyfriend just broke up with her. Finding a new job to tide over before going to law school was the plan, not falling for her boss. It is a billionaire-nanny story. Enjoy!

The day I found out that I was a fake heiress who had taken the place of the Jones family’s real daughter, my husband, Timothy Lane, was brought back as the true heir of the Lane family. The man who once said he loved me quickly abandoned both me and our daughter. At that very moment, the real heiress, Nancy Jones, decisively broke up with the fake heir of the Lane family and got together with Timothy. According to them, this was simply ‘making things right’. After losing everything in the blink of an eye, Micah Lane, the fake heir, kidnapped my daughter and me, forcing me to call Timothy for help. However, Timothy ignored our desperate pleas and mocked us. "You two are really something. Of course the fake heiress and fake heir go together. No wonder you make such a perfect pair of actors." On the other end of the line, I could occasionally hear Nancy's raspy, suggestive voice. As I listened to them, Micah stabbed me and my daughter to death. I died a tragic, painful death. After we died, my daughter and I were my husband's final assignment as a mortician before he left the job. The man who claimed he did not care about us fell apart the moment he saw our lifeless bodies. "Wasn't it all supposed to be a lie?! Why weren't you lying to me?! "Please, don't die! Don't leave me!"

My husband's first love, Daeleen Reed, is abducted and murdered by the Wood family, a mafia family. The final call she makes before her death is to my husband. "Samuel, Louise's green eyes are beautiful. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can have a pair of eyes like that so I can always gaze at you with them." My husband, Samuel Sterling, is the Capo of the Sterling family, a mafia family based on the West Coast. Instead of getting revenge on the Wood family, he comes home and forces me onto an operating table. "Daeleen says she loved your eyes. That was her dying wish, and I will make it come true." I clutch my stomach and grovel at his feet. I beg him to let me off the hook. I've yet to witness our child's birth—I can't lose my eyes! However, Samuel thinks I'm using my pregnancy as an excuse to not give up my eyes. "You can't be so selfish, Louise. You'll only be losing your eyes—you'll be fine." Daeleen is the only one who holds his heart. I am left with nothing but a world of darkness. Later, I drag my broken body into the sea. I forge ahead until I'm submerged. That's when Samuel goes insane.