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My sister dissapeared three days before her wedding and I was forced to get married in her stead, to the head of the Italian Mafia, Stefano De Luca, a man known for his brutality and ruthlessness. My dear husband thinks he's going to get an obedient little kitty like my sister but he has no idea how wrong he is, I only have one plan and it's to drive him to the edge of frustration, I'll do everything to make sure he divorces me. ***** From the moment I saw her, I knew she was nothing but trouble, Anastasia Sidorov. My rebellious little bride. As much as I hated the idea of this marriage, Anastasia posed an interesting challenge. Even though she tries to, the chemistry between us is undeniable and I'm willing to see how far I can push my feisty little vixen, how long it'll take before I break each of of her defenses. Because from the moment we said our vows, I have no intention of letting her escape my claws.

A confident, tenacious luna (Monica), on a quest to avenge the death of her parents. Seeing the man responsible for the death of her parents a few years ago caused her grief. Avenging her parents and killing Williams; the billionaire werewolf was all she cared about. Falling in love was not part of the plan for Monica, her plans were to make Williams pay for the death of her parents years ago, that was all she cared about. But meeting the man in person gave her a change of heart. The spark of emotions between these two strong werewolves only exists for a short while. Good things they say don't last . “I am sorry, I hoped I listened to you when you said the pictures were all fake”. Words of billionaire werewolf (Williams) after standing right in front of his long lost mate and a mini-Williams. The secrecy and drifts were just too much for the couples to handle . But after sorting for the child in the picture for so long Williams is willing to try again. Only if Monica is ready to divorce the man she calls her husband.

A knock on my office door startled me and I looked up just in time to see the last person I expected in my workspace. "Hello, dolcezza. How's your day going?" He invited himself in without asking me for permission as he knew that he rendered me speechless from the unexpected appearance he made of himself at my office. He settled down comfortably on the couch and smiled softly at me like we were in a healthy, happy relationship and he just came here to give his lover a surprise visit! Damn him… "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked coldly and he shook his head in amusement. "Last time after you asked the same question, I made love to you on your couch!" He winked at me. x------------x "Isabella, a hard-working architect who wants nothing more but to get rid of her past.... --- Alexander, an arrogant billionaire who wants nothing more but to make Isabella never forget her past!"

Brianna Lester, with her unusually platinum blonde hair and grayish-blue eyes, is impossible to miss wherever she goes. Her bubbly personality, hyperactivity, innate talent for tripping even while standing still, and her knack for always causing trouble ensure that she immediately catches the attention of the coolest tattoo artist around. Unfortunately, it's not her rather unique appearance that gets noticed, but her clumsiness. The moment she closes the door of the tattoo shop, one of the pictures hanging on the wall-the owner's favorite, and quite valuable-unexpectedly falls down. To make up for the damage, she ends up working at the shop until she can pay off the cost of the picture. It would all be pretty easy if a sexy tattoo artist didn't enjoy teasing her about her bad luck. By now, Brianna has resigned herself to the idea that her life is stuck in the "never a joy" zone, and her birthday is proof of that. Who can be considered lucky if they were born on a day that only comes once every four years? No one. Some people are kissed by fortune at birth, while others are kissed by bad luck. Brianna definitely falls into the latter category.

“Well, hello, darling. I do believe you lost,” Timothy murmured in my ear. I closed my eyes, wanting to just disappear into the ground. He licked my neck and I shuddered. “I won. Do you know what that means?” I nodded. “You are in charge,” I whispered. He gently bit my neck as he began to tug my shorts and underwear down. He moved between my legs and began to rub my pussy as he kissed my neck again. “My, my ,my. What do we have here? Nice and ready for me.” “Timothy, please.” He moved again and the next thing I knew he was rubbing his cock where his fingers had been seconds before. “Yes, princess?” “I’m a virgin.” He laughed in my ear. “Oh, I know. I promise to be gentle.” *** Natasha is an 18-year-old young woman who just graduated from high school. She has to figure out how to navigate through life with a war raging around her in which she is the driving force behind the conflict. Will this pending war change her world for the better? Can she find a way to keep those she loves safe, or will she have to choose to sacrifice someone for the greater good?

It’s Monday and my first day of my new school. I drive my car around to where everyone else is parked, so I find myself a parking spot. Then I find the front office and go in and get my schedule. My first class is math, so I walk into the room and I’m the first one in there so I walk up to the teacher and hand him my paper to sign that I have to take back to the front office this afternoon. “Hello Miss. Billie Green I’m Mrs. Smart. It’s very nice to meet you.” The math teacher says, then sings the paper. You can go find yourself a set. I would try to find one in the front on the left-hand side. The kids pretty much already have the back full.” She tells me, and really it’s okay. I kinda like the front anyway. I make my way to a seat that looks vacant and sit down. Kids start piling in about five minutes later. And walking to their seats, there’s a tiny little girl that comes and seats down behind me. She introduces herself as Shaylee Apple. “Hello Shaylee Apple I’m Billie Green.” I tell her and hold my hand out to shake hers. I turn back around in my seat about the same time as a tall guy that has dirty blonde hair cut into spikes all over, ash gray eyes, so gray I can see the color all the way in my seat. He’s wearing a tight fitted gray shirt, and blue jeans. He has a very handsome face, but then he looks at me and instantly I see hatred in his eyes. What the heck, he doesn’t even know me. .

"You'll do what I say Amelia and there won't be any problems, wifey" He spoke to me as his eyes flashed with anger. He touched my chin, raising my head to meet with his annoying gaze. "What if I don't do what you want? What will you do? Tie me up and lock me?" He drew his face closer to mine. "I'll make your life a living nightmare, kitty" He threatened. . . All her life, Amelia Carter has lived as an obedient omega but now living with Alpha King Lucian Van Othello, her whole life has crumbled. Born in royalty, but lived the life of a slave, Amelia was stripped of her title as the eldest daughter of the Alpha and sent off to marry the cruel Alpha of the Black Blood Pack, as her father handed her position to her younger sister. What happens when fate has other stuff in store for her? What if her father wants her back as she's to be the heir but her fake husband has now become her fated mate?

"Addison has been the sole provider for her siblings ever since their parents passed away. But in an unexpected turn of events—and after one too many drinks—she wakes up to find a ring on her finger and a god-like man beside her in bed. 'Hello there, my dear wife,' he says."

She wants to corrupt him, But he is already corrupted, on everything her. Regina Vega moved go a new apartment, and the cafe she frequents, she finds a gem of a barista, one that quickly becomes her fantasy. Stephen Hosea Moore, the shy kid who man's the drip coffee has dark fantasies about his next door neighbour, fantasies he would never share with anyone. After all, they live in different worlds, worlds that would never collide. Not even if he watches her every night in her room, not even if she pictures him every time she touches herself. Their worlds are farther apart, than two apartments next door.

She paints beauty. He sees obsession. Crystal Morgan,a young lady who majored in art with a rising reputation, though her talent would open doors– gallery showcases or even peace. But when unsettling messages begin to appear, her recent pictures – Crystal realizes someone has been watching her. Someone who knows too much. As her world turns darker with each brush stroke,the line between admiration and fixation blurs. And the masterpiece he's obsessed with ….is her.