Novel & Cerita I Love You

It took me ten years to become the right hand to Damian Costello, the Consigliere of the Costello crime family. From a nobody to the woman wearing his engagement ring. But two weeks before the wedding, I decided to throw that ring away. Everyone in the family knew how hard I had fought all these years just to stand by Damian's side. I gave up the chance to become a top trader on Wall Street, willingly becoming Damian's assistant, his shadow. This man was infamous for his coldness and exacting nature, keeping everyone at arm's length. So I hid my sharp edges, spending a decade wearing down his icy exterior with gentleness. I cleansed the blood from every dollar he made. I became a necessity to him, as essential as the air he breathed. I thought that after ten years, I had finally made my presence indispensable. And finally earned what looked, to outsiders, like a glimmer of his affection. The family's notoriously aloof genius actually remembered my birthday. He even made an exception, letting me spend the night in his private study when I was unwell. He didn't even push me away when, emboldened by wine, I pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. If the Don's daughter, Isabella, hadn't returned from Italy, I might have kept playing my part, clinging to that false dream forever. But sadly, there are no ‘ifs’. I am going to give up everything here and leave you.

It was five years ago when Andrew's friends died. Two of them were his teammates in volleyball and one of them was his boyfriend. All of them were said to be killed by his best friend, Allen. The tragedy almost caused him to take his own life. But just like the rainbow that appears after a rain, Andrew was able to get back on his feet and tried to live as normal as possible. It was then when he met Karl, a handsome and a tall looking man with a cold demeanor. For Karl, Andrew was his sun no matter what his past is. Andrew was the person who changed him, a person he had promised he wouldn't leave. But there will always be darkness after the sun shines. For they thought they could finally be happy, a person from the dark past came back. Will Andrew be able to find happiness? or will the past pull Andrew back to how he was? For updates follow me on my Facebook page: @lawlietwrites

In a library of an esteemed university a girl was quietly sitting on the chair reading a book about financial management.The girl had coffee brown colored hair falling up to her hips, small eyes which took the shape of crescent moons whenever she smiled ,straight and sharp nose, a well proportionate body and was clad in all black sweatshirt and tight jeans with black boots covering her feet , which was making her look more fairer and more badass. Suddenly the girl experienced a sharp pain piercing her heart, and ran out of the library and there she saw a boy in all black outfit standing with his friends . Her heart urged her to move towards that boy so, she did. With her every step her pain seemed to lessen. She deliberately walked a few steps in front of him and then took some steps back and asked the boy. Honey, Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again? THE COVER IS NOT MY WORK, I TOOK IT FROM PINTEREST THE OWNER CAN ASK ME TO TAKE DOWN THE COVER ANY TIME, I WON'T HAVE ANY OBJECTION!!

He buried his mate with blood on his hands, swearing no one could ever replace that scent, that warmth, that soul. Then a quiet beta walks into his pack carrying the exact same smell, and Rhydian Blackmoor loses his mind. But something is wrong. The man in front of him is not Elio. He moves differently. He speaks differently. And every day that passes, the ghost inside him grows stronger, threatening to erase everything that makes Soren Vale himself. In a world where forbidden rituals can steal souls and love can kill, Rhydian must choose between the past he mourns and the man who might not survive loving him back. One wrong move and they both burn.

“Wendy, are you absolutely sure you want to sign this document?” The Elder’s voice rang in my ears—cold, distant. “Once your bond with Alpha John is dissolved, you’ll lose everything tied to the Blackthorn Pack.” I gripped the pen so hard my knuckles turned white. “Yes. I’m sure.” But just as the tip touched the paper— BANG! The door was kicked open with a violent crash. Alpha John stormed in, eyes bloodshot, and wrapped his hand around my throat. “You dare?!” Blood slipped from the corner of my lips… but I laughed. Because I knew—he would never discover the truth. That his dear uncle, Alpha Vincent, was hiding in my closet at this very moment. And the fresh bite mark on my lower belly… still burned from last night. As if fate was mocking me, my sweet little sister Penny sent a message right then: “Sis, wanna know a secret? That miscarriage you had? John planned it. He made it happen.” Then the TV flickered to life with a breaking live broadcast— There she was, Penny, gently stroking her swollen belly as she smiled into the camera. “John and I are expecting our baby next month,” she announced proudly to the entire Pack. And Alpha John—my “husband”—stood beside her, lovingly kissing her forehead. Like I never existed. Like I wasn’t the Luna written in law. “Miranda,” my wolf snarled in my head, “Rip those traitors apart—now!” But I didn’t. I wiped the blood from my mouth, and dialed the number I hadn’t called in five long years. “Vincent,” I said calmly, “Come get me.”

On the fifth year of our hidden marriage, I died on the operating table of a hospital belonging to Allen Jones. Before I died, I called him ninety-nine times, begging for help. The last time, he finally answered. His voice was heavy with impatience. "Enough already. First, it's pregnancy, now it's liver cancer. Can you stop making a scene? I'm exhausted from work. "Mia, when did you learn to lie? Do you know how disgusting you are right now? "I'm warning you—if you keep this up, I'll divorce you. Don't even think about coming back home until you admit you're wrong." But this time, I could never go back. Just before the call ended, I heard him comforting Sadie with a gentleness he had never shown me. "Don't be afraid. The surgery will be over soon, and you'll be fine. Once you're out, I'll take you to see your favorite movie and eat at your favorite restaurant. I promised you, and I'll make it all come true." After he hung up, I called him for the hundredth time. He didn't answer. Later, when Allen saw my body on the operating table, he broke down completely.

Danielle Reyes-Callahan had one great love — and his name was Dante. From the moment he crossed a crowded fire to bring her a drink she hadn't asked for, she knew he was irreplaceable. They built a life together in the forests of the Pacific Northwest — a house, a future, dreams of children — until a violent November storm stole him in twenty minutes. He went out to protect their home and never came back. Fourteen months of grief nearly destroyed her. So she did the unthinkable. At an ancient forbidden ritual pool deep in the forest, Danielle performed the forging — pouring his wedding necklace, a strand of his hair, and every broken piece of her longing into the dark water. Something answered. What rose wore Dante's face perfectly. His voice. His smile. His memories. But it was not him. What she had forged was obsession wearing love's face — possessive, isolating, and darkening dangerously by the day. It threatened her family. It harmed the people she loved. And when it put its hands around Elena's wrist and looked at Danielle like she was something it owned rather than someone it loved — she finally faced the truth. She had not brought Dante home. She had built a monster. Now she must destroy it — surviving its attempt to kill her with her husband's own hands around her throat — and find the courage to finally let go. She kills it. And in the silence after, she begins — for the first time — to truly heal. Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance Setting: Contemporary Pacific Northwest — shifter pack community Tone: Twilight-inspired urban shifter world meets dark psychological romance Heat level: High — intense, possessive, emotionally charged

Three days ago, Julian Sinclair promised me to my face that he would propose to me tonight, at the family dinner. So when the ballroom doors swung open, every eye in the room turned to me, all of them already knowing why. Someone raised a glass, smiling like they already knew the secret. "Congratulations in advance, Donna." I stood there in the crowd, my fingertips trembling a little, waiting for Julian to come to me. But once he was inside, he walked right past me, straight up to Chloe Ross. And then, in front of everyone, he pinned the underboss's silver badge to her chest. "You did good work on the East Harbor cleanup." The room went still for a beat, and then the applause broke out. Chloe looked up at him, her eyes red, as if she'd finally been handed the place that was meant to be hers. I stood frozen, feeling my smile crack apart on my face, piece by piece. Only then did Julian seem to notice something, and he turned back to me. "Don't overthink it." "Tonight belongs to Chloe. Spoiling her moment with a proposal wouldn't be right." "At the next family dinner, I'll hand you the black ring in front of everyone." I looked at him and let out a soft laugh. Julian didn't know. There wasn't going to be a next time. My engagement banquet with the head of the Vaughn family was set for next week.

"A talented and ambitious chef, Jaime Martinez knows the value of hard work. Now the executive chef at his best friend’s vineyard in Heron’s Landing, Jaime only wants to make his mark on the culinary world. Romance? Not in the cards for him. And definitely not with his best friend’s little sister, who’s recently grown into a beautiful young woman. A painter and an innocent, Grace Danvers is a temptation that would only end in disaster. Yet when Grace confesses her feelings for Jaime one night, he’s suddenly torn between his attraction to her and his loyalty to her brother. Soon that loyalty is tested when Jaime comes under scrutiny for a crime he didn’t commit, a crime that could jeopardize all of his hard work and his blossoming romance with Grace. As things heat to a boiling point between the forbidden lovers, Jaime must now decide if he’s willing to sacrifice everything for the woman he loves. This title was previously published as Tempt Me Tenderly. It’s been rereleased with a brand-new look and with lightly edited content."

On Emily's birthday, her father, Mr. Albert, didn't celebrate with her and her mother. Instead he went to celebrate his ex-girlfriend's son's birthday. He bought expensive gifts for them, but her daughter got nothing but heartbreak. Emily was suffering from the worst brain tumor. She has been on drugs since she turned two. When Albert's ex-girlfriend showed up with a boy, he felt happy and proud to have a living child. Because to him, Emily is just a waste of space. A disturbance to his life and finances. Deep down, he wanted her to die quickly so he would stop spending his money on drugs. He accused his wife, Jennifer, of cheating on him. That his sperm can never produce a problem child—a living dead child. One fateful morning, a day Jennifer went to deliver a cake to the CEO of a bankrupting company. There, right in his office, she made a prediction that turned the man into a multibillionaire. "Marry me, Jennifer, and I will make you the richest woman in the world." The man said with one knee on the ground while presenting a diamond ring before her. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm married with a child, and I love my husband," she said and got home only to receive a divorce paper. "Sign this paper and leave with your sick daughter if you don't want me to marry a second wife." "Wow, you just made it easy for me. I don't even need you anymore." She signed it and left with reckless abandon. Will Albert regret his actions? Was he actually the father of his ex-girlfriend's son? Most importantly, will Emily survive? Join me and find out for yourself.