Ghost Rider The Last Ride Mga Nobela at Kwento

Step into the gritty world of Boston’s Irish mob, where Roberto Connolly, the heir to a powerful crime family, finds himself in an arranged marriage with Kylie Morgan, the strong-willed daughter of a rival clan. Will their forced union ignite genuine passion, or will their families' dark secrets tear them apart? As they grapple with their growing attraction, they face threats from all sides. Can their love withstand the dangerous world they've been thrust into, or will betrayal and violence shatter their newfound bond?

My father kicked me again, and again. “No daughter of mine would've been so completely useless. All you have brought us is shame and embarrassment. Enough. I've arranged your marriage with the Lycan King. He'll come for you tomorrow and I'll finally be rid of you” “W-what? The Beast Lycan?” I stuttered, my fathers words hit me like a block of ice. “Precisely. He could kill you like his other wives for all I care. Good riddance” My father looked at me one last time, his eyes filled with disgusted contempt before he walked out of the house. ~~~ Iris is hated on by her pack and her father. She gets rejected by her mate and her father arranges her marriage to the Lycan king. The Lycan king has a terrible reputation for killing his brides. Now sucked into his world, Iris is determined to survive and win him over. And things get more complicated when her mate wants her back. Stuck between two men and an origin she knows nothing about, what decision will she make?

Miranda was never meant to be a bride, she was collateral. She was shock to learn that her gambling-addicted father sold her to settle an unforgivable debt, she was just a young woman who is forced into a loveless marriage with an aging Mafia King, Salvatore DeLuca. A man whose power commands fear and whose name ends wars. Trapped inside a gilded prison of wealth, violence, and silence, she learns quickly that obedience is her only survival. But within the shadows of the empire lives his handsome son, the heir. Cold, ruthless, and bound by blood and loyalty, he despises the transaction that bought her life. Anger burns in him every time he sees her wearing his father's name, yet desire follows just as fiercely. What begins as resentment turns into dangerous attraction. Every glance to her is a sin, he knows that. Every stolen moment is treason. Yet Lorenzo couldn't help it. In a world where power decides fate, their forbidden love could either destroy the empire, or set them both free.

On the day of her wedding, Elena Bianchi was left standing alone in a church. For the nineteenth time, Don Giovanni Rossi failed to appear. His excuse was the same as always—Lina was 'dying' again. This time, the humiliation went further. While Elena waited in her wedding dress, a video call arrived. On the screen, the lace veil her mother had left her—the one promise Elena had sworn to keep—was being torn apart by Lina’s dog as Lina laughed and urged it on. Giovanni followed with a careless apology. He promised to buy her a better one. That veil had been the last thing her mother ever gave her. Elena did not cry. She did not argue. Instead, she made a call no one in the Italian underworld dared to make. Seven years later, the Rossi family had fallen. Their power was gone. Their allies had turned away. And Giovanni—once untouchable—stood among the defeated, waiting to receive the Donna of the most powerful Mafia family. He never expected it to be Elena. Now married to Rafael Bellini, Elena was no longer the woman abandoned at the altar. She was Bellini’s Donna—calm, ruthless, and beyond his reach. The veil that had once been fed to a dog had become a crown. And the man who had destroyed her was now her enemy. In a world ruled by bloodlines, loyalty, and vengeance, Elena proved one unbreakable truth: A woman cast aside by a Mafia king did not disappear—she rose, and she returned as his reckoning.

I've just returned from the world's biggest tech summit when my mentor, who's like a father to me, calls. He tells me he's arranged for me to marry his close friend's son, Jonathan Ford. Jonathan is one of Javron's rising stars. A few of my patents are licensed to his company, and they form the core technology of his new product. I work late to wrap up everything in the lab. Then, I dress up and head to the engagement ceremony. Unexpectedly, I'm stopped at the door by Jonathan's secretary, Linda Jones. She wears a lavish gown and looks more like the bride than I do. "Turn around and scram if you know what's good for you," she says with a sneer. "You're just an orphan from the countryside—think twice about whether you're worthy of our CEO." I ask, "Does Jonathan know you're making decisions for him like this?" She lets out a contemptuous laugh. "You're nothing but a pretty face who needs to ride on her mentor's reputation to get married. How can you possibly understand the weight I carry in Mr. Ford's heart?" A blush spreads across her face as she speaks. I study her for a few seconds, then call Jonathan. "If your idea of courtesy is leaving your fiancee standing outside the venue, then here's how I'll repay the favor. I'll let you read the contract and watch as I sell my patents to your competitor. How does that sound?"

For her whole life, Lyra Suarez had been a good girl. That one girl who was too sweet, too nice, too helpful, too kind, too easy to manipulate, too easy to use, too easy to destroy. Being too pure and too caring sometimes has its bad side. And she knew that too well. At twenty-three, she was busy working her life away just to protect herself and keep her distance from her biological father, who never even claimed her.   With just one laced drink, her trust in her only aunt disappeared. Everybody seemed to see her as a beautiful ticket to a fortune. She was sold to a filthy old man.   While her poor soul cried for help, calling all the saints never seemed to work. And as her last prayer, in her most desperate state, she called for him... the Devil.   Because a deal with the Devil is always better than living in hell. And sometimes, the Devil is not the one to fear.

Celeste Harrington has lived her life as a ghost in her own family, hidden and humiliated while her half-sister basks in wealth and admiration. Forced to work as a maid in the Harrington luxury empire, she quietly gathers the family’s darkest secrets, waiting for the day she can strike back. That day comes when billionaire Damien Chen, known as “The Executioner,” saves the collapsing Harrington empire with one shocking condition—he demands to marry the family’s hidden firstborn daughter, Celeste. Thrown into a cold marriage built on power and revenge, Celeste discovers Damien has his own agenda to destroy her family. But as they form a dangerous alliance, hatred turns into trust, and control turns into obsession. When buried truths about her mother’s death resurface, Celeste is pushed into a final war against her bloodline. In a world of betrayal, power, and lies, she rises from the ashes to become the empire’s greatest downfall and rebirth.

After the mysterious death of her parents, Portia Esmeralda is bullied into a contract marriage by her two elder brothers who once loved her. But things start going pretty downhill when on her wedding day, the groom is nowhere to be seen and the guests are all killed. As well as her evil brothers. In order to end what would become a generational feud, and save her ill nephew, Portia agrees to marry Callahan Scarfoni - the monster who ruined her day and killed her terrible brothers. Callahan is a man scarred by his past and thirsty for revenge. His sole plan? Finish off the Esmeralda family till no one is left. Just like how they didn't spare his many years ago. But there's just one Esmeralda he just couldn't hurt, no matter what. Portia. She's his to tame. She's his possession, to own and protect.

Aria Sinclair has always known her father's world has a dark side. She just never expected to become part of it. When Richard Sinclair's debt to the most feared family in the city comes due, there is only one currency left that will satisfy it. His daughter. Promised to Dante Vitale — charming, ruthless, and utterly untouchable — in an arrangement that leaves Aria no choice and no way out. Dante doesn't want a wife. He wants what the marriage represents. Power. Leverage. Control. But Aria Sinclair refuses to be controlled. And the one thing Dante Vitale has never known how to handle is something he cannot have. As their worlds collide behind closed doors, what begins as a cold arrangement begins to crack at the edges. Dante is used to taking what he wants. Aria is used to fighting for what she believes in. And somewhere between the danger and the defiance, between the secrets and the silence, something neither of them planned begins to take hold. But Dante's world is built on blood and betrayal. And love, in the Vitale family, has always come at a price. Some deals change everything. Some men are impossible to resist. And some women refuse to break — no matter how hard the world tries.

An act that turned into a reality between Leah and Michael. Filled with fun and laughter, this story narrates sweet love.