His And Her Books

“Two men. One woman. A dangerous game no one survives unscathed.” Aria Sinclair, billionaire heiress, craves freedom from her father’s control, until a shadowy enemy hunts her with chilling threats. Trapped with two bodyguards, icy Damien and fiery Kade, she fights their protection, only to ignite a forbidden passion that consumes them all. As a vengeful Ghost from her father’s dark past closes in, Aria must navigate betrayal, desire, and a love that could save or destroy her. Her Dangerous Affair is a steamy, suspenseful tale of danger, devotion and forbidden love.

BOOK ONE OF THE BILLIONAIRE WIVES CLUB Gina has the picture-perfect, page-six in the TMZ kind of marriage with the billionaire heir Mark Washington. It’s perfect, uncomplicated and anything any woman would wish for. Well, that is until a threat on her life, lands the sinfully hot Dante into her life and well, in her bed as her bodyguard. But Dante might hiding secrets of his own. Deep, dark ones.

At Smith family mansion, Camille and her mother Dorca were enjoying their expensive wine as they laughed heartily, it had been easy getting rid of that pest from their lives. " Mother you should have at least accompanied dad to her daughter's wedding," Camille said as she broke into laughter. " Oh dear, you know that I can't allow myself to get embarrassed in front of everyone, I can't have myself associated with Samantha marrying that old fool, it would be a disgrace to our family," Dorca replied sipping her wine ceremoniously. " Why were you at my wedding?" Eliot asked, the question Samantha had dreaded the most.

Raven Rosette, the only daughter of Caston Rosette, the infamous Mob Boss of Sicily. She is beautiful, sassy and a talented soon-to-be doctor. She loves her papa but the only thing she hates about him is his title Mob Boss Trapped in the world of possessive mob bosses, Raven finds herself entangled with someone who is forbidden for her. He is a deadly poison and she was willing to drown in his poison. Both their hands are immersed in blood. One is obsessed with taking lives then another is obsessed with saving lives

Jacqueline has always been insecure about her looks because of her childhood experiences. However, it all changes when she accepts a friend request and makes a male best friend. And what's more important for her was that she was someone who never shared anything about her life with anyone, and gets the special one she can share her tears with. "it's the most achingly beautiful feeling when you pour your naked feelings in front of someone and it's the most intimate you could get." But then like every fairy tale they have conflicts and get separated to meet yet again. And The meeting turns into an obsession for Remo. Gambling with the matters of the heart follows the journey of Jacqueline and Romeo D' Souza and watch them fall in love with each other. ******* Book Cover designed by- Saii designs FB: @saidesigns

Angel Lee memiliki segalanya, hidup yang sempurna bak putri raja. Hanya ada satu hal yang tidak bisa ia miliki yaitu hati Jaydan Kim--lelaki yang menolak cinta dan menghadiahi luka mendalam pada Angel. Anehnya, ketika kemalangan melanda hidup Angel, lelaki itu justru mendekat. Mengulurkan tangan dan memberi senyum yang tak pernah dia berikan sebelumnya. Angel tidak tahu apa alasan di balik perubahan sikap Jaydan itu. Apakah Jaydan benar-benar mengerti dirinya sesuai dengan apa yang ia harapkan atau hanya sekadar tebusan untuk rasa bersalah yang lelaki itu rasakan. Who knows.

What happens when fate plays a major role in your life? Was is it their destiny or was it their fault for choosing the wrong path? The story revolves around three individuals who experiences the cruelty of this world, who never thought that they would live a life that's unimaginable. What happens when it's a mistake that cannot be forgotten or forgiven. The sun bids goodbye for the day, the moon walks in brightly, like always they curl up in the bed, wiping their silent tears which constantly kept rolling down their cheeks. As the sun rises, they put up their fake smiles and face the cruel world where everyone believed that the pain behind their smile was kept hidden until destiny took power into their life. Whenever they yearned for love, it was replaced by tears and tears only. Fate plays with their life where they are unable to hide nor run away but to deal with the consequences, no one can hear their pain likewise no one can feel their silent tears which holds their emotions that words couldn't express. Three broken souls hoping for a miracle that would swipe them from the pain they are suffering, hoping that they would be relieved from the nasty world.

"Where are you going, Mrs?" Zaviyaar pulled her to himself after seeing her going away from him. She fell straight on his lap. "I was going to change the dress." She said in a low voice as she felt his warm breathing airing on her neck. "It's not needed." He said meaningfully to her and put his lips on her neck. Anaaya stopped breathing as she felt his grip getting tight. This man is living in her every breath. Zaviyaar tightened his grip on her waist and slowly his lips travelled up from her neck to her face. Anaaya's heart was pounding fast as she felt his warm lips and his beard rubbing against her skin. "You have become my soul, Anaaya Zaviyaar." He said lovingly, kissing Anaaya's cheeks. Anaaya abruptly held him tightly by his shoulders. "For the happening of this moment, I waited every moment." She leaned near his ear and taking a heavy breath, she told him in a soft voice. Abruptly, Zaviyaar's grip has tightened around her waist.

She is a lonely, workaholic military professional, tired of her standard life. When given the opportunity to meet her soul mate, she takes the chance The God Mother gives her. With a simple agreement, she is transported to a different realm. While finding her soulmate is the end goal, she will have to learn how to navigate this new world first. Things would be so much easier, if she only had a voice. A modern day fairytale that is anything but modern...

Even knowing that wailing at an Eravalen aristocratic funeral was considered disrespectful to the deceased, I let my husband's adopted sister make a scene anyway. In my previous life, my husband, Robert Baker, had a distant relative among the Eravalen aristocracy who passed away. A lawyer informed him that he stood to inherit the estate and invited him to attend the funeral. His adopted sister, Mia Carter, insisted on tagging along to see how the privileged few in another country lived. She wanted to rub shoulders with nobles and make herself look important, even planning to wail dramatically in front of everyone. I rushed to stop her. "Public mourning is taboo among Eravalen nobility. Forget inheriting anything. We'll all be thrown out!" Yet she burst into tears, accusing me of looking down on her and thinking she was not good enough to mingle with aristocrats. She stormed out and was killed by street thugs in a random attack. I thought Robert would fall apart, but he stayed silent through the entire funeral and collected his inheritance without a hitch. Six months later, on our wedding anniversary, he took me to the snowy mountains for a photoshoot. The moment we reached the peak, he shoved me into a sleeping bag and tied it shut. "If you hadn't blown everything out of proportion, Mia never would've run off and gotten herself shot." He buried me alive in the snow. I froze to death, and he used that aristocratic fortune to become the CEO of a publicly traded company. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Mia insisted on wailing at the funeral.