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"What's wrong I did with you that you have been torturing me, for God's sake leave, I will never forget your favor, please..." She pleaded to him with teary eyes. But he grabbed her silky hair in his tight grasp and said. "Don't show me your crocodile tears, it's not impacting me, good man inside of me died a long time ago, the man who is standing in front of you is a stone made, a deaf stone, no matter how many times you beat your head with it, you will be at loss, what's wrong my dad and I did with you? nothing....but still I am suffering, and my dad.....my dad lost his life, after turning someone else life into miserable, how you people can remain happy.....?" He was not in his senses. She can't endure it anymore, so she remains silent. Hoor ul Ain was kidnapped and raped in a misunderstanding that her brother happened to elope with the sister of Shanzal on her very marriage day. How things will turn out when Shanzal know that her brother isn't involved in her sister eloping? Will Hoor ul Ain survive after facing his brutality? How Shanzal will face the situation after finding Hoor ul Ain guilty?

On New Year's Eve, the smell of a roast in the oven drifted through the house. My grandmother walked over to me, with an old photograph in her hand, the edges worn soft with age. "Is Zack almost home?" My throat tightened. It had been three years. She could never remember that my younger brother was long gone. I was the one who picked up his ashes. At that moment, my phone rang. The moment I saw the name on the screen, the blood in my veins seemed to freeze. I stepped out onto the balcony before answering, keeping my voice low. "What is it?" The voice on the other end of the line trembled. "It's been three years. Are you still angry? I've been waiting for you to come home. Our son has, too. We're downstairs." Downstairs? I walked over and looked down to see a tall figure and a small one standing together. Through my phone, my son's voice came with a catch in his throat, saying, "Daddy…" My thoughts snapped back into place. I said flatly, "We've been divorced for a long time. He said he didn't want to stay with me." Then, I hung up without another word.

My husband, Francis Zouche, thought we weren't well-off and could not afford to raise a child. So, he forcibly took me to the hospital to get an abortion. Right after the surgery, I discovered that he had transfered 200 thousand dollars to his first love, Heidi Colman, for her birthday. Out of pure rage, I got into a huge fight with him in the car, which led to an accident that killed us both. When I opened my eyes, we had returned to the day before our wedding. In our previous life, we were married for ten years. We weathered storms and supported each other, but Francis never wanted us to have a child of our own. On the day I died, I finally understood that the one he loved was Heidi. After getting a second shot at life, I decided to fulfill his wish. We canceled the wedding, blocked each other's phone numbers, and never contacted each other again. Eight years later, Francis became a top lawyer in Alvren and publicly proposed to Heidi at a law forum. Seeing that I was still single, he mocked me with a sneer, "Yvette, I know you loved me for two lifetimes. But I am getting married now. Don't keep waiting for me to come back to you." I glanced at him wordlessly and bent down to pick up my daughter before walking away. As a shocking realization hit him, his eyes reddened. He questioned furiously, "Didn't you promise to love me forever and to only give birth to my children?"

Sophia Ivanov Loosing my mother at the age of 16, the only person out of my parents who showered me with love, being left behind with the person who hated me. I always thought it was because I was a girl but he never looked at my baby sister Lucy with the look of disgust on his face. He always had the look of adoration and affection in his eye's whenever he looked at my brother's and Lucy. At he age of 20, my wedding was ambushed by a mafia, my husband killed in between the crossfire and me being rushed to the hospital.Waking up in that hospital I wasn't the same giddy Sophia. I started training, getting better then my brother's. Papa giving me extra attention then my brother's, taking me on mission's with him. Papa never let my brothers go on mission's. That was our father and daughter time. Killing people in cold blood without any remorse. Years went past and my older brother Alessandro died. A nother person I held dearly to my heart being ripped away from me. That same year Papa stepped down as the Don of the Russian mafia, handing the responsibility over to me. Taking the Russian mafia to the next level, continuing papa's legacy but ten times better. I was worse then papa was and people feared me more then papa. I was a Ivanov, this was my destiny but as the years went past, mafia's got fearless because papa got old and they thought papa was still the Don. Mafia's who got bold enough, to threaten my family and my mafia. I took care of them one by one but what I never expected was to find out the truth about my family, about everything I thought I knew my whole life.

Jane Stadler wakes up from a six-year coma to a world that believes she’s dead. Her husband, Daniel, betrayed her. Her adopted sister took her place. And the man who saved her? The one her enemies fear the most—viktor orlov and his son, Diego Orlov. With nothing left, Jane is given a choice: step into power or disappear forever. But Diego isn’t just offering her protection—he’s offering revenge. And the moment she steps out of that hospital, the world will know she’s back.

Slade Norris is a trust fund baby, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t work for a living. In fact he works himself to the bone running a PR firm, security company and … oh yeah, he manages one of the world’s most famous hard rock bands: Feisty. While Slade may have been born with a silver spoon he’s worked extremely hard to prove himself, and make it on his own two feet. As a teenager he met four rough and rowdy boys who were looking to create a band and get famous. Slade knew he was the guy to make it happen and to ensure his buddies didn’t get taken advantage of along the way One big monkey wrench in their plans of world domination in the entertainment world: Slade’s childhood girlfriend and then high school sweetheart Holly Anderson. Holly had been around the guys of Feisty since their inception and was an integral part of helping them write songs and stay on track. Since Holly was a year younger than Slade and the guys, she was stuck at home finishing her senior year when the guys hit it big and left on a world tour. What happened shortly after has haunted them all for their entire adult lives. Can the universe intervene and bring this couple back together for one more chance? Find out in the final installment of my Feisty Series: How To Forgive. This book can be read as a stand alone but it would be best read as the final book in the series as it answers a lot of lingering questions left by the first four books! Thank you for reading.

I've been married to Sylvia Fuller, a mafia donna, for ten years. I'm there with her in every life-and-death situation. My hands, which are meant for playing the piano, have developed calluses from using guns. They are also stained with blood from the enemies. But when Sylvia turns 28, she falls head over heels in love with Wilson Hink, the young man she's brought back from the slums. Sylvia has hidden him very well… right until the moment I bump into him accompanying her to a prenatal check-up. Mad with jealousy, I demand Sylvia for answers, but she just passes me a divorce agreement in a lackadaisical manner. "Wilson is a man of religion. He can't sire a child without getting married, so I have to give him a legitimate status. Sign this agreement, and I'll give you 40% of my shares." I refuse to give my position away, so Sylvia keeps forcing my hand. In the end, she even kidnaps my younger brother, who's paralyzed from waist down, and drags him to the spot beneath a hydraulic press. "Sebastian Chance, either you sign the agreement, or watch him get crushed. Your choice." I kneel on the ground and beg Sylvia to stop. But soon, I hear the hydraulic press being activated. It doesn't take long before I'm completely covered in my brother's flesh and blood. I end up collapsing onto the gore-splattered ground. When I open my eyes again, I realize I've gone back in time—back to the time when Wilson has accompanied Sylvia to the prenatal check-up. This time, I don't say anything. Instead, I contact a rehabilitation center located overseas before filing for a divorce and leaving Sylvia behind. But once I'm gone for real, Sylvia actually goes crazy.

Lena Smith, a passionate architect specializing in sustainable design, is hired by billionaire Noah Tan to create an eco-luxury resort on a private island. Despite their shared ambition, Lena’s commitment to sustainability clashes with Noah’s vision for extravagance, leading to constant tension between them. As they work closely together, both uncover deeper emotional struggles—Lena’s fear of never being taken seriously in her career and Noah’s guilt over a past business failure. Their professional conflict leads to a breaking point when Lena resigns from the project after a heated argument. However, when a rival billionaire threatens to outbid Noah for the land, he desperately calls Lena back to help save the project. Reluctantly, she agrees, and together they craft a new design that merges their visions, transforming their professional collaboration into a personal awakening. As they spend late nights together working on the resort, their growing feelings for each other culminate in a passionate kiss. Despite the success of the resort, Lena and Noah must navigate their fears and past wounds in order to embrace a future together. In the end, they learn that trust, love, and collaboration are the keys to not only their professional triumph but also to building a lasting relationship. "Blueprints of Love" is a story of love, ambition, and the power of working together to create something extraordinary.

On my wedding day, my groom's sister, Nadia Lawson, wears an elaborate ball gown and comes on stage to snatch the emcee's microphone. Before all the guests, she arrogantly says to me, "Can't you see the princess is here? Why didn't you curtsy and greet me? You deserve to be punished! Get on your knees and prostrate yourself before me as an apology!" My expression sours at her insolence. I turn around only to see the indulgent expressions on her parents' faces. The groom, Bowen Lawson, says dotingly, "We spoiled Nad silly since she was a child. You are her sister-in-law now. Don't make things hard for her." I am so mad that I can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. The clown thinks she's a princess, asking me to kneel before her? Ridiculous.

I clutch the face basin, the cool ceramic easing the warmth that's spreading from my sweaty palms to the rest of my body. My body freezes when I feel his weight against my front. His knee directly pressing against my heated crotch, it isn't ungentlemanly, he's doing it in a way that seems like he's unaware that he is doing it — if that makes sense. “I'm talking about this, Principessa," he whispers, and I gasp. His eyes hold my gaze so intensely, it doesn't matter how much my rational self is telling me to look away. Fuck, it's screaming; Danger and heartbreak alert, but my inner slut and greedy pussy are up for the challenge. “So is it as tight as I'm imagining?" He presses against my crotch a little harder. ************ Kevah Pierce is a talented, sexy, and confident 300lbs beauty. Her mother loves her, but she believes Kevah will never discover love because of her weight. After she meets Trevor Munro, the local weather reporter at a restaurant. They can't deny their undeniable sexual tension. They move on to dating for two years, but when her family brings up the question of marriage, things start to become sour in their once peaceful relationship. Trevor goes on to reveal a shocking secret to Kevah which causes her heart to shatter to pieces. Unable to bear the heartache, she flees to a small city called Fertopia in Italy, where she reunites with her older brother's friend Emanuele Ferrero whom she was briefly married to a few years ago. She finds out he's keeping not 1, but 4 secrets from her. The 1st one is that he owns the building she is contracted to decorate. Will the two be able to put aside their disputes to work simultaneously?