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Synopis: The setting of the story was in Rome and Guidecca in Venice, in Europe; From the month of August to the month of December, in year 2000. It's a woman lead! It is a romantic story of werewolves. It all started in a dream where Lucinda, an Omega and the protagonist in the story, was being chased by a pack of female wolves led by a female Alpha. In the run for her life, Lucinda stumbled and fell down, now living in the mercy of the wolves. But before the wolves could harm her, she saw herself in a different scene in her dream, where a male wolf awaited to embrace her. Lucinda woke up on a tap by her mother, Mrs. Adeline, only to realize that she had been dreaming. Her mom told her to freshen up for there were visitors waiting for her in the sitting room. The visitors were Elders from a pack where Lucinda, the only werewolf in her family belonged. After the Elders had stated their mission, Mr. Gabriel, Lucinda's father agreed with his wife on the visitors' quest, and they made a trip to their hometown. In their hometown, Lucinda was welcomed to the pack in the pack house, as was due. Lucinda's stay was almost gaining to a perfect and peaceful stay, untill a female Alpha, Chloé came into her life. The Alpha and some members of the pack hated Lucinda, for she was desirable to a male Alpha, Jack, whom the group admired. Lucinda and Jack created romantic scenes that worsened Chloé's hatred for Lucinda.

Willow was a strong female wolf with issues. She has recently found out that her boyfriend was cheating on her with her evil halfsister. He tried to explain, but Willow couldn't and wouldn't hear it. Her father ended up cheating on her mother with his mate, her now stepmother, and forced her mother to leave the pack never to return. Willow was giving up. She was giving up on finding her true mate, and she was giving up having a happy, healthy father and daughter relationship because her dad, who was the alpha of her wolf pack, always took her halfsisters side. Then, one day, fate changed. The lycan pack came to visit, and the Lycan beta informed her father that the Lycan king Adien was hosting a celebration. He was looking for a Luna and demanded that a few females from each pack attend. Willow was forced to pack her things and head to the ruling Lycan pack. A pack ruled by the dangerous, deadly, and cruel Lycan Alpha. Willow has heard whispers about the Lycan king, and all were bad. His mate died years ago, and when he was at his weakest point, some members of the ruling family tried to kill him. Those two events have left the Lycan King cold and ruthless.

After finishing work for the day, I checked my phone and realized I had been added to a group chat called "Catch the Thief." The members were my parents, my brother, Brian Wise, and my sister-in-law, Paulene Wise. I typed a question mark. Paulene replied instantly. [My jewelry is missing. I didn't add you here to accuse you or anything. I just wanted to ask what you think. Honestly, there's no use for other people in our family to take my jewelry, so I've been wondering... I'm not saying you definitely stole it. But if you did, you don't have to deny it. I'm willing to give you a chance to make things right.] My mother said nothing. She just kept tagging me over and over. I let out a small laugh and typed back. [Maybe Brian took it and gave it to his side piece. I'm not saying he definitely has someone else. Just that men his age sometimes start looking around. I'm only guessing here. And if he really did mess up, you could give him a chance to make things right, too.]

"You keep saying he died of black magic, but you're not telling me exactly how he died. If what you're saying is true... what happened to him??" I ask her with a raise of my brows. "The magic consumed him. He became power hungry. He started absorbing the powers from members of our coven. He wanted it all for himself. He had to be put down. He had to be stopped" She explains "Mom, what are you saying? Are you insinuating what I think you are? What do you mean he had to be put down??" The windows to her room bang open and cool breeze is rushing in, making the papers in her room fly haphazardly. "Layla, you have to calm down." She motions towards me. "So the coven killed him?? They killed my father and you didn't do anything about it????" I scream at the top of my lungs, the lights still flickering, tears pooling in my eyes and wind blowing in through the windows. "He killed two people from our coven! His eyes were completely black! The magic had completely taken over him. Your dad wasn't there anymore. So yes, we killed him to protect the rest of the coven…"

Arranged marriage, age-gap, forbidden love, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, Romeo and Juliet vibes, family saga, Mafia/cartel romance, slow burn, redemption, morally gray hero, dangerous romance The Roríguez cartel is spinning out of control, tragedy putting the alliance and our future in question. I’m Emiliano Ruiz and throughout the last few years, I’ve witnessed my sisters being doled out to members of the Luciano Mafia. The cartel has also taken famiglia women. It doesn’t matter if it’s the Luciano famiglia’s turn to take a bride. My mind is set—it’s my turn. I never imagined marrying a young bride until I caught sight of Isabella Luciano. She’s only eighteen, and with her long yellow hair and big brown eyes, she’s a vision to behold. She sees me, however, through the tinted lens of her father’s hatred. Carmine Luciano’s disdain of the cartel and the alliance isn’t a secret. His opinion won’t stop me. I’ll prove to Isabella that even bad men can be good husbands. No matter what her father says or what happens in our war, Isabella will be mine. Have you been Aleatha’d?

Sera has spent years being no more than a slave-a servant in the pack that slaughtered her family, pack members and stole her as a child. She keeps her head down, makes herself invisible, and survives. Its all she knows how to do until he arrives. Alpha Kade of Ironridge is everything she's been taught to fear: powerful, commanding, dangerous. But when his eyes find hers across the packhouse, something shifts He looks at her .Like she's someone worth saving. The problem? Kade knows exactly what sera is-even if she doesn't. He can smell it, feel it, see it, the undeniable truth: She's his mate But she's not eighteen yet. she cant feel the bond. she doesn't know that she's not the broken omega they've convinced her she is. She's an alpha. Rare, powerful, She is descended from a bloodline everyone thought was destroyed. now Kade has two months to convince her to leave with him to trust him to believe she's more then what they've made her. because when she turns eighteen and her true nature awakens everyone who kept her in chains will come for her, And this time they wont let her escape.

"Brother, please spare my life!" Sera cried out. She kneeled and bowed down to show sincerity but her brother's eyes did not show any emotion. "There is no mercy for traitors, Sera. That's the family motto, remember?" Xander's voice was stern and filled with contempt. "I didn't do it! I don't even know what the Duchess looked like!" She was desperate but none of her family members even tried to listen to her. "We shouldn't have accepted you. The prophecy was true when it said that you will only bring tragedy to this family!" Her father's voice was filled with rage. All her life, all she asked was to be acknowledged. All she wanted was to feel the warmth of a family. Was it too much to ask for? "I wish I was never born," she mumbled. "Prepare to die, Seraphina. This is the punishment for taking my mother's life." Xander lifted his sword and drops of blood splattered when the blade cut through Sera's head. "Sera!" Seraphina jolted when she heard her mother's voice. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the familiar small room and she immediately touched her neck to confirm that her head was not severed. What happened? Why am I back to my ten-year-old self?

After my daughter was seriously injured in a car accident and suffered heavy bleeding, she was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. When it was time to sign the surgical consent form, the nurse suddenly snapped the medical file shut and pressed it down firmly. "Hospital regulations state that only immediate family members can sign the surgical consent form. What proof do you have that you are the child's father?" I was stunned. "She is my biological daughter. Do I still need to prove it to you?" The nurse retorted, "Birth certificates can be forged. How do we know the child wasn't abducted by you? If you cannot prove it, we cannot proceed with the surgery." Seeing the nurse's self-righteous expression, I trembled with anger. "I am signing the surgical consent form for my own biological daughter. Do I need to provide DNA evidence as well?" She curled her lip. "These are hospital regulations. We are being responsible for the patient. If you cannot prove the child is yours, we will report you to the police for child trafficking." After saying that, she actually called security to report it and loudly accused me of being a human trafficker. Report me to the police? I took out my police uniform from my bag and put it on. I'd show her what a split-second response was.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

"What is it now? Are you chasing me? You just got home the other day. I need to spend more time with you." "I don't need any slut's company." Her heart seemed to stop at the outrageous word he used to refer to her and she regarded him with a long suffering expression. “What did you just say?" She was now offended. "You are crossing the line with these jokes.” “Do I seem like joking?” “Wha..what? You must be out of your mind. Why? What is going on? Are you throwing me away?” Becky wailed confused. Tears Of Agony traces the life of Becky a young beautiful woman recently married. Her dressing style sharply contrast that of those around her. She is encouraged to conform to the ways of the clan by changing her code of dress but refuses. She ends up being disliked by her husband's relatives and there is a campaign to cause a break in her marriage. The majority of the members of the clan are in favour. The disastrous end of her marriage leaves her dissolutioned and devastated. She is forced to leave the clan without her only child. She meets a kind man she like. The man is desperately in love with her but she rejects his proposal to be his wife.