How Did Black Canary Get Her Powers

After five years in a secret relationship with my boss, Eric handed my hard work to his childhood sweetheart, Shelly. Suddenly, they were the perfect power couple. And me? Just the girl he kept hidden. He never even looked my way. So why was I still holding on? One phone call later, I was done. Time to leave—and see what else was out there.

"ฉันเป็นคนประมูลเธอมา เท่ากับว่าเธอเป็นของฉัน!" มาเฟียหนุ่มพูดขึ้นกับหญิงสาวที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขาไว้ในอดีตหลังจากที่เขาประมูลเธอมา ทั้งที่เขาพยายามห้ามใจ..ไหนเธอดันกลายเป็นขนมหวานจานโปรดของเขาได้ มาเฟียหนุ่มที่ขึ้นว่าไร้หัวใจและโหดเหี้ยมที่สุดจนคนในเมืองต่างหวาดกลัว แม้แต่กฏหมายก็ทำอะไรเขาไม่ได้...เคยโดนคนลอบสังหารหวังจาคร่าชีวิตของเขาผู้ซึ่งมีอิทธิพลมากที่สุด แต่ดวงคงยังไม่ถึงคาดพัดพาเขามาเจอกับพ่อลูกคู่หนึ่ง ซึ่งได้ช่วยชีวิตของเขาและลูกน้องคนสนิทไว้และเขาจะไม่ลืมบุญคุณครั้งนี้เลย แต่เมื่อจะกลับมาสองพ่อลูกก็หายไป! ใครจะไปคิดว่างานประมูลใหญ่ที่เขาจัดขึ้นนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบกับหญิงสาวในกรงทอง ตอนแรกแค่สนใจจะรับมาเป็นลูกน้องมือซ้ายและเอาไว้แก้ขัด แต่เมื่อเปิดผ้าปิดตาของเธอออก กลับกลายเป็นเด็กสาวคนนั้นที่เติบโตขึ้น! ลูกสาวของผู้ที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขา "คุณสินะที่ประมูลฉัน" "......." "เลวสิ้นดี!" เด็กสาวที่น่ารักคนนั้นได้หายไปเสียแล้ว เหลือแต่เพียงหญิงสาวที่ดื้อด้านสุดๆ จนเขาหมดความอดทน!!

No clue what kind of karma got me stuck with William Wilde as my roommate. College was supposed to be chill, finally some freedom. But with him? It felt like SAT season all over again. I gamed, he hit the books. I went out, he grinded certs. I tried everything to mess with his groove. Then one day, he looked up and went, "Isaac, do you like me?"

The night I discovered my husband’s whore was carrying his heir, I smiled for the cameras—and plotted his ruin. Scarlett was born a queen—heir to a powerful legacy, Luna of the Dark Moon Pack by blood and by sacrifice. She gave everything to Alexander: her love, her loyalty, her life. In return, he paraded his mistress before their pack... and dared to call it duty. But Scarlett won't be another broken woman weeping in the shadows. She’ll wear her crown of thorns with pride, tear down every lie built around her, and when she strikes, it will be glorious. The Alpha forgot that the woman he betrayed is far more dangerous than the girl who once loved him.

Stay with me, please stay I need you to love me, I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my lace Everly Vivienne Rock, ‘Lyv’ for her readers and followers, is a very… interesting woman. She’s an author of romantic novels, filled with love and fiery passion, but she avoids the limelight. Her only connection with her fans is through her weekly vlog called ‘HeartChat’. When Everly rants about the handsome and talented rock star who has inspired her love stories, whose voice fills her every day and night with wonderful dreams, he actually… responds. For the first time, she considers stepping out of the safe world she’s created for herself. Lennon Stark loves his music and performing, but not the fake women who come along with it. When his little sister shows him ‘HeartChat’, the vlog of her favorite romance author, he’s intrigued by how genuine and warm she is… by her angelic look. As he pursues Everly, he’s forced to evaluate the direction of his life. He wants to meet in person, but as much as Everly wants to, it forces her to face the anxiety that has held her back all these years. With as much courage as she can muster, she steps into the world she’s been hiding from. Unfortunately, her anxiety isn’t the only threat to their happily ever after.

Finding a man named Jaxon Bradwood is not an easy task for Mia. She had never even met or know the man, but a threat led Mia on an absurd mission. She had been looking for a man named Jaxon Bradwood in Denver, but it seemed mysterious that everyone didn't know him. Even some people turend into rude person just by hearing his name. Finally, fate brought Mia into Jaxon Bradwood's arms. The most feard man better known as The King of Underground, a ruler of the mafia and criminal world. One by one, Mia's pasts surfaced, making her question her own identity. Who she really is? Why is her name tied to the most dangerous mafia organization?

In the 1980's in a small, not too well known town, a young Black girl named Ariel Smith in a mostly white school juggles her studies to get into college, and deal with a murderer committing multiple hate crimes, so you'd think she wouldn't have time for romance until she saved a young white boy named Ernest Rivers from drowning, literally. "Dangerous? He looks so peaceful here. Angelic almost. How could someone so beautiful be dangerous?" Satan was once an angel. Warning: depictions of sexual assault, racism and murder throughout the story. If any of these topics are triggering for you, I do not recommend reading. Thank you.

"NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER let anyone other than me see you in such little clothes. Have I made myself clear tesoro? " His husky voice dialed down by an octave as he spoke directly into my ear, making me shudder. His hand held firmly unto my hips as he pressed his bare chest against the thin covering of my black laced push up bra, forcing my back against the cold wall, goosebumps spread all over my olive skin. He steps back and I inhaled sharply, realising I hadn't been breathing. .・゜ Jasmine Scott; is a brown haired olive beauty, with a curvy body, slender waist and full chests. The epitome of beauty With a troubled childhood full of hell Jasmine is suffering currently with the burden of her parents choices, drowning in the abyss of her demons. Damon Blackwood; Is a self made billionaire, handsome, the most sought out bachelor in the whole New York city, drop dead gorgeous would best describe him. He is the sole owner to the Black's Empire, being only 27,Damon is not your ordinary billionaire. Whatever Damon Black desires, he gets. And the same goes for Jasmine Scott when he lays eyes on her for the first time, his desire and passion is directed to her and only her. With the demons threatening to come back to haunt Jasmine, will she be able to get rid of them? She can't deny the unmissable force that's pulling her to Damon, every single time things turn upside down whenever he's around, she looses her composure and becomes vulnerable. When a contract binds the two together for six months, what happens when their sparks fly? The sexual tension rises... Will Damon be a possible obstacle for Jasmine's freeedom? Or will their fiery passion ignite her dark skies?

He was forbidden. I never should have set my eyes on him and now because of me, he's dead. To top it off, I'm engaged to someone else. Guess it's not the best time to tell my father and fiancee that I'm expecting. This baby is the only memory I have of him. The only thing that reminds me what we had was not a dream. When my father finds out, I'm forced to run and end up in the enemy's territory. Federico Gambone has no morals. He sees something he wants, he takes it. End of story. Since I know how much he covets part of our territory, we strike a deal. Protect me until I give birth and I will give him half of the Vincelli territory. What I didn't realize was that to honor my end of the deal, I had to become someone else. I had to transform myself into the Black Queen. A woman even the devil is wary of. ----- Tropes; FORCED PROXIMITY, HE FALLS FIRST, TOUCH HER and I WILL UNALIVE YOU, POSSESSIVE MC & Your healthy amount of steam.

Everyone knows Francesco Greco, heir to the largest mafia family in Solerio, is a notorious playboy. Yet when he swears to God that he'll love me for the rest of his life, I choose to believe him. He lives up to his words during the first year of our marriage. The Greco heir, whose presence alone terrorizes others, clings to me like a loyal puppy at home. But by the second year, he starts returning home with one lover after another. Rumors of his scandalous affairs spread, and I become the laughingstock of Solerio. On our eighth anniversary, his 99th lover taunts me in front of everyone at dinner. "Don't sleep in the master bedroom tonight," she says. "Mr. Greco and I are going to have some fun there. Also, change the sheets. I can't stand how dirty your things are." Everyone expects me to break down under such humiliation. Instead, I smile and turn on my heel. Then, I dial Madre Greco's number. "Madre, it's been eight years," I say, my voice steady. "It's time for me to leave."