I Don T Wanna Fight

I had been married to Alexander for three years. Everyone feared his ruthlessness, but he had always been incredibly gentle with me. But ever since Elena took a bullet for him during a shootout six months ago, everything changed. He always said she got hurt saving him, so I had to be accommodating. At the family’s most prestigious gala, my husband—the Don, Alexander—arrived with his secretary, Elena, on his arm. Pinned to her chest was the ruby brooch that symbolized the position of the Donna of the family. "Elena took a bullet for me. She liked the brooch, so I let her borrow it for a while. Regardless, you are the only donna here. Try to show some class." I didn't argue with him. I just removed my wedding ring and pulled out the divorce papers: "Since she likes it so much, she can have it. Including this seat next to you. I'm giving that up, too." Alexander signed without hesitation, a cold smile on his face. "What kind of manipulative trick are you playing now? You're an orphan, separated from your family, you won't survive three days in Sicily. I'll wait for you to come back begging me." I took out an encrypted satellite phone I hadn't used in three years. Alexander didn't know that I was actually the youngest daughter of the oldest Mafia family in Europe. But my family and Alexander’s had always been enemies. To marry him, I had changed my name and even severed ties with my father and brothers. The call connected. I took a deep breath and whispered, "Papa, I regret it. Send someone to pick me up in two weeks."

Angela becomes Kyle’s hidden pet for saving her grandma. He owns her body until he is bored that. But Angela want to break free from the bound when she finds out he actually has settled the future wife. “He just thought I am the plaything so it’s no sense to mess around.” “We’re over, Kyle.” Angela tells the Kyle with confirmation. “No. Without my permission.” He said coldly. Kyle Alexander is her boss in the day but her master in the night. When Angela tries to break free, Kyle pulls her back, declaring his dominance not just in the office but in her heart. As she fights to escape his control, he refuses to let go: "Employee resigns when her boss isn’t good enough. Last night, didn’t I serve you well enough?" Now trapped between love and power, can Angela reclaim her freedom, or will she surrender to the Kyle who owns her body and soul?

He pinned me against the wall. His voice, a low growl in my ear. “You’re trembling, little bird. Fear? Or something else?” His hand burns against my skin. “Your brother would kill me for this... but look me in the eye. Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you weren’t wet the moment I touched you.” At twenty-one, Elara Stark thought she’d finally escaped the Vipers’ world of blood and leather. Six years later, after her father's murder and her fiancé's betrayal, she's back, only to be trapped under the watch of her brother's Enforcer, Knox. Knox has been secretly obsessed with Elara for years. The girl he once knew is gone, now stands a woman, broken and vulnerable in a way that awakens something dark and possessive in him. He is everything that goes against the moral core and peaceful life she craves, and she knows he's dangerous, but she simply can't resist the temptation. But there's a catch– a rule, no romantic relationship with a Viper or Vipers' families, failure to abide means instant death for the club member. When Elara's pain forces them into a forbidden kiss, the rule doesn't stop them. Will this crushing secret be the final thing to destroy them both? Read to find out what happens when you crave the one thing that will end you.

"And if they take me?" His eyes were burning embers of wrath. "Then I will burn the whole damn world to get you back." **** Bianca Fiori has never backed down from a fight. But she faces her toughest opponent yet in the image of her new stepbrother, the don of the entire Italian mafia, who is intent on stoking the fire between them and seems to trigger a burning desire for him in her. Andre DiMarco has never met a single person that pushed his buttons the way his new stepsister does. With a deadly enemy knocking on his door, the last thing he needs is a rebellious airhead to look after and the undeniable desire welling in his stomach at the sight or thought of her is not helping matters. It's not long before they give in to their lust and passion, playing a lethal game where they go at each other's throats in public but tangle in the sheets behind closed doors. With secrets, lies, betrayal and an impending mafia war, things are quickly becoming a bloodbath. When his enemies realize just how soft a spot he has for his new stepsister, they begin to come for her. And Bianca is about to find out just how far her stepbrother will go to protect what's his

On the night of our anniversary, I had prepared a new set of lingerie for my Mafia husband Joey, but he had prepared divorce papers for me instead. A Cuban cigar was clamped between his teeth, a look of pure entitlement on his face. "Adriana, we need to divorce. Vivian's father is a capo. If I marry her, my future's set." "Look, sweetheart, you're just a broken family's leftover daughter. You should be grateful I kept you around this long." "Once I have the family ring, maybe I'll throw you a few scraps, let you be my little side piece." Everyone expected the daughter of a fallen family to step aside for his ambition, to be the loyal dog I'd been for the past seven years. But that night, I made a deal with the devil. I accepted a match arranged by my family and married the true king of New York's underworld. I vanished from Joey's world completely. Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?

“Louder,” he said while watching me like a predator ready to strike, “I-I belong to you,” I stuttered while swallowing the lump formed in my throat. “To?” he gritted his teeth, “Nikolai Vasiliev,” *** Nikolai Vasiliev, the most feared and respected don of the Russian mafia. He was known as the ruthless king of the mafia whose world revolves around blood and lust. Love is forbidden to him as he promised himself not to love again. Juliana Mitchell, a brave, stubborn, hardworking and beautiful woman leaving her normal life, dreaming to find her happily ever after. All her life she was constantly reminded that she’s useless and ugly compared to her younger sister which made her doubt herself all the time. One encounter with the Russian don changed her life completely, pulling her into a web of lies, manipulation and pure torture. She’s ready to do anything to get away from his clutches but the question is, Will he let someone walk away from him the second time?

"Some GoodNovel writers and readers are wondering what it would be like for two writers on the platform to fall in love. This is actually funny, some agreed it was possible, others believed it wasn't possible. But what if it actually happens between the both of us." ****** Olivia is a nerd who gets bullied at school by the captain of the football team, his squads and her classmates. Writing has always been her passion, things changed for her when she got an offer for her books by a writing platform. What happens when she suddenly catches the attention of the most popular writer on the platform's group chat on Face-book? What happens when she is being asked to tutor her bully?

Lilith POV A pair of cold, bloodshot eyes stare back at me; if eyes could , I'm sure I would be dead by now. No wonder this place looks so familiar; it is because it's the mansion belonging to my owner, the man I was sold to, "Don Air." My orb fell on Flora, who was kneeling on the floor. Her hair was messy, and I could see bruises from her shoulder down to her arms, making me wonder what happened to her. "I gave you a to do, and you messed it up, huh?" The cold voice of Don Air was forwarded to Flora. He stomped his feet on her body continuously, and her screams and cries filled the atmosphere, bringing nothing but horror. "Master, please! Oh, please!" She cried in pain as she continued to get hit; her body was somersaulting on the floor. I look around the large sitting room, wondering why nobody is helping by stopping this cruel master or even pleading on her behalf, but I see few with pitiful expressions. My gaze met the man known as Thierry, the man's son. For awhile, I forgot he even existed. I got a sharp glare from him, and I looked away. "Please?  "If you are sorry, then you will not think of ruining my business, you good for nothing harlot," he yelled at Flora before leaving the girl. "You!"  His voice thurd in my ear, and I cringe in fear as goosebump from fear clouded my body. He was walking towards me with such a dominating and dangerous demeanor. "Argh!"  I was pulled by my hair and flung to the wall barely. I felt a liquid running down my head down to my nose—it's blood!

Five years after I rejected my mate, Shawn, he had become the Lycan King — and most importantly, he now had a beautiful mate. During the Werewolf Alumni Reunion, someone suddenly brought me up. “What’s Kendra been busy with? She hasn’t shown up at a single reunion in years.” Someone sneered. “She’s too busy seducing alphas from other packs — on airplanes.” “On airplanes?” “Yeah. She’s a werewolf flight attendant with FullMoon Airways. They cater to alphas and lunas from all kinds of packs. I’ve seen her on board before. You wouldn’t believe how flattering she acts around those prestigious wolves.” “Really? Kendra’s a werewolf attendant? No surprise — she’s always dreamed of being claimed by some single alpha.” Hearing that, Shawn, sitting at the center of the table, flinched slightly. His fists tightened. “A werewolf attendant?” he murmured. “Yeah, Shawn... but haven’t you gotten over her by now? It’s been years.” He froze for a second, then quickly composed himself and held his mate’s hand beside him. Everyone’s attention turned to the flickering moonstone ring on her finger. “I’ve long forgotten her,” he said flatly. “Come to my bonding ceremony next month. There will be a sacred ritual at the temple.” “Wow...” Applause filled the hall. But only I, whose soul had been drifting in the air all along, slowly lowered my head upon hearing the news.

Si Ysabella ay isang cloistered nun, ang babaeng mas pinili ang mamuhay sa apat na sulok ng monesteryo at ilaan ang buhay sa pagsamba at paglilingkod ng tahimik sa Diyos. Napakasaya niya at ilang araw na lamang ay matutupad na ang pangarap niyang maging ganap na perpetual cloistered nun, ngunit hindi niya inaasahan ang bilaang pagbisita ng kanyang nag-iisa at nakakatandang kapatid. Inamin nitong miyembro ng organisyon ng mga mafia at siya ay pinaparatangang nagtraidor sa grupo kaya kailangan nitong umalis at magtago. Nagmakaawa itong proprotektahan niya ang kanilang mga magulang sa maaring gawin ng grupo sa kanilang pamilya kung kayat napilitan siyang lumabas sa monesteryo. Hindi niya akalaing ganun kasama ang sinalihang grupo ng kanyang kapatid lalong lalo na ang pinuno na si Eric Madrigal na walang awang basta na lamang kumikitil ng buhay sa kanyang harapan. Sa galit nito sa kanyang kapatid ay puwersahan siyang inilayo sa kanyang pamilya upang pagbayaran ang kasalanan ng kapatid. Ano kaya ang naghihintay na kapalaran ni Ysabella sa kamay ng pinakamasamang mafia boss sa buong daigdig? Makakabalik pa kaya siya sa monesteryo?