Icarus Laughed As He Fell

He destroyed her life in a heartbeat. Now he wants her heart to beat for him. On her wedding day, Elena Robertson wore red for love. It ended in blood. Her parents, slaughtered before her eyes. Her fiancé, gunned down with a smile on his lips. Her freedom, stolen by the man who thought she was someone else. Thorne Del Roi. The Mafia King feared across continents. Cold. Merciless. Godless. He took everything from her to avenge a crime she never committed. He broke her, used her, poisoned her soul with vengeance. But truth cuts deeper than any blade. Now, the devil who destroyed her is the only one who can’t stop craving her. Not for her body, but for the heart he never meant to feel beating in his chest. And Elena? She wants to hate him. She should hate him. But what do you do when your enemy becomes the air you breathe? He’s power. She’s fury. He’s fire. She’s the match. And when love ignites between them, it won’t just burn, it will explode. So much twist you can't imagine. Dive and enjoy the ride.

Zane and Zander Whitmore are the most popular boys at Valley High. All the girls want them and all the boys want to be them. Kat Holland on the other hand just wants to finish her senior year unnoticed. Needless to say it's a major shock when Zane and Zanders Dad falls in love and marries Kats Mom right before senior year starts.

I was chosen to be the fiancée of Lorenzo, the Mafia’s heir. But at a family gala, Lorenzo was openly pursued by Chiara, the daughter of an arms dealer. Chiara wasn’t like the other rule-abiding debutantes. She tore through the streets in a modified sports car, used a military-grade combat knife to cut her cigars, and drank the harshest whiskey neat. There was an untamed wildness about her, a fire Lorenzo couldn't look away from. He complained to the family elders, "How can a woman like that possibly be our Madre and run this entire family?" His words dripped with disdain for her recklessness, yet his eyes were glued to her, tracking her every move as she raised her glass. Then, on Lorenzo’s birthday, he announced his intention to make Chiara his mistress. Chiara refused. "The women of my family are wives, never mistresses. And my husband's heart must belong only to me." Lorenzo came to me, his voice hesitant. "Alessia, it's just a title. I need you to give it to Chiara. Please? She doesn't understand our family's traditions, and she's making a scene about marrying me. We just need to pacify her for now. Even if she marries me, you will still be the one to manage the family's affairs." As I stood trying on my wedding gown, a sharp crystal bead on the bodice pierced my finger. A single drop of blood bloomed against the pure white satin. The dress was ruined, but the wedding would go on. If I couldn't be the wife of the heir, I would become the woman of the Don.

Patrick and Clare wake up trapped in a basement, a thin wall separating their cells. Their captor is mysteriously absent, which at first seems like a blessing. As more time passes with no food or water, they begin to realize a clock is ticking for their survival.They know their captor is still out there, and it is only a matter of time before he returns.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

I spent five years weaving this pack's wards. But my mate, Alpha Jayden, tore that power from my hands. He gave it to her. To Chloe, the new Beta. The girl can't even conjure a simple shield. How could she ever hold the pack’s wards? I confronted Jayden, furious. He fed me a line about wanting Chloe to learn. To ease my burden. He claimed it hurt him to see me so drained, so overworked for our pack. And like a fool, I fell for it. I actually believed he cared. But on our tenth mating anniversary… On our tenth anniversary, Jayden skipped the one ceremony that mattered. The full moon ritual to forge our eternal bond. He was with Chloe. He claimed it was pack business, but I felt it. He gave her a temporary mark. A mark reserved only for a true mate. Our bond fractured. The pain was a constant, searing agony. The final straw? Jayden gave Chloe the Luna’s sacred heirloom. Right in front of me. That's when I gave up. I left. And I took my power back. The wards collapsed. When the enemy pack attacked, Jayden’s wolf nearly shattered. Only then did he cast that useless Chloe aside. He crawled back to me, fell to his knees, and begged me to return and protect him.

Julie had been secretly married to Jotham for four years, Even at work, no staff knows about their marriage. Despite the fact that her husband never made love to her, she didn't mind at all. As long as she's his wife, she will be happy. But one day, she heard on the radio that her billionaire husband, Jotham Joram went to welcome his girlfriend at the airport. How true? When her husband came home, she confronted him, "Jotham, is it true?" "Yes, Mirabel is back." He added. "and I want a divorce." Mirabel was his ex girlfriend. Tears rushed down her eyes. Her heart wrenches. "Jotham, I'm..." "I don't care. Sign and leave!" He had interrupted. Hearing that, her world collapsed. She had wanted to tell him about her newly discovered pregnancy. What's the point of staying with a man whose mind is made up, who had never and would never love her. She anguishly signed the divorce papers and left Five Years later, Jotham was severely sick so he booked the services of the best doctor in the continent at that time. When he met the doctor, it turned out to be Julie. This time, she was extremely gorgeous and was with a man but Jotham didn't care if she was with a man, he pursued her relentlessly, having insane obsession over her. "Julie, in this world, only I can be your man. And you...will be my woman!" He brutalizes any man he sees with her, stalk her every second and kills anyone who even dares to touch her, all these while, begging to win her heart. Will he ever gain her heart or is she too broken to accept love?

My husband—one of the top elites of Raventon Street, cold and ruthless to his core—keeps a stray orphan girl he rescued from the slums hidden in an apartment. Rowena Fletcher is clean and fragile, like a newborn creature untouched by the world. And somehow, that innocence softens something in Micah Benson—a man who's spent years clawing his way through the brutal wilderness of capital. He thinks this secret game of his goes unnoticed, but I find out anyway. At the Benson family's charity gala, I smash his favorite antique vase in front of everyone. He doesn't even flinch as he simply signals the bodyguards to clean up the mess and then hands me a divorce agreement. "Sign it, Sabrina. The penthouse in Ashbourne City is yours." I burn the divorce agreement—and that's when he finally shows his true colors. He freezes all my accounts and launches a hostile takeover of my gallery. On the night the storm hits, I get a call from the hospital. My sister, Roberta Slater, has been in a car crash—she needs emergency surgery. In the security footage, he stood there, watching coldly. "Sign the papers, or start planning a funeral." I dropped to my knees and slammed my forehead against the floor, blood trailing down my face as I begged, "Micah, please… don't…" A long, flat beep echoed from the other end of the line, slicing through the sound of rain. Then a voice on the line says, "We did everything we could." However, I have gone back in time—to the day I first found out about Rowena. This time, I no longer cry. Instead, I plan my divorce on my own terms. I call Valebrook Bank that same night and begin preparing for a quiet disappearance. But the moment I truly vanish from his world, Micah loses his mind.

One thousand years ago, Kunshiya kun was the king of the Dragon clan, an empire built with blood and enmity, after fighting with neighboring countries for hundred years Kunshiya kun won the heart of all the dragons in Atakar and he was named The dragon king, his Queen Tekiya was a beautiful and proud woman, she controlled the inner palace and made sure that no concubine laid any imperial egg successfully.... Kunshiya was sad and lonely because of his inability to produce heirs, his ministers always brought the topic up in the royal court which made him really bothered... Salsa was a Dragon slave whom he had met against the war with the east dragon country, the bounty dragon was a white scale dragon with dark green eyes, her lustful eyes caught Kunshiya’s heart , after a night with her ... He ordered her to be kept in a secret mansion outside the city because of Tekiya’s spies.... Kunshiya almost forgot about the White dragon until he dreamt of her talking and touching him.. “My king, we are going to have some hatchlings” Salsa whispered to Kunshiya in his dream. “My king I miss you” He couldn’t forget the vision he had last night, immediately the next day he sent for the Royal astronomer .. “My king, the vision is true! The moon goddes really have blessed you with hatchlings” The Royal Astronomer relayed In the inner palace a spy was seen whispering to a lady with a crown on her head, it was Queen Tekiya, after receiving the news Queen Tekiya smirk roared!! “ if I can’t lay any hatchlings, No imperial slut is allowed to give hatchling, as long as I’m in power I will kill them all”

Carmen was in one-sided love, and she didn't know that until she got married to Liam, her high school crush. After getting married to him, his attitude towards her changed. But Carmen stayed in the marriage and endured his inappropriate behavior towards her. However, everything changed when she met Dax and later found out that he was her husband's best friend. When Liam realized that there was more to Carmen and Dax's friendship, he knew for sure that he wanted Carmen all to himself. “Are you still mad at me?” Liam shouted. Carmen stopped in her tracks. Then she squeezed her eyes shut to get her emotions under control. “Yes I am,” Carmen replied without turning around to face Liam. “I am sorry for what I have put you through!” Liam honestly said. “You should be. But don't you think that it is too late to apologize?” Carmen sarcastically stated out loud.

Nathaniel Reid had always despised being bound by our engagement. To spite me, he recklessly raced cars and caused trouble, indulging in all sorts of reckless behavior. And every time, I cleaned up his mess. Then, a girl named Joanna Smith appeared in his life. On the night of my birthday banquet, he scoured the entire city for a simple breakfast wrap for her and never even bothered to show up. I had already prepared for this moment. That night, I approached my family and asked to change the engagement. "It didn’t have to be Nathaniel." I thought of the distant, composed man from my dreams—the one who had always hidden his quiet, unwavering love for me. A smile flickered across my lips as I said softly, "Didn’t he still have an uncle?"