Il M'a Regardée Briller Sans Lui

(EXPLICIT CONTENT) She ran from one monster, only to fall into the hands of another. Maria Santina knows better than to get involved with men like Luca De Rossi, a dangerous, possessive, and completely ruthless man. She learned her lesson the hard way with her ex, Liam, a man who left her when she needed him most. So when Luca, a rumored Mafia boss, sets his sights on her, Maria tries to resist. But Luca doesn’t take no for an answer. Drawn into his dark world, Maria surrenders to the man who both scares and excites her. Yet, just when she starts to believe she’s safe in his arms, Liam reappears—not as an ex, but as a federal agent hunting Luca. And he wants Maria back. One mistake. One night. One secret that could destroy everything. Now Maria is pregnant—but the baby isn’t Luca’s. Luca doesn’t share. And he doesn’t forgive betrayal. When the truth comes out, Maria will have to make an impossible choice: run from the devil she loves… or stay and face the monster she fears. Which is which? THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, SUITABLE ONLY FOR READERS 18+.

Na minha vida passada, Gabriel Lacerda, meu irmão, escolheu acompanhar a amante Camila Soares para ver uma chuva de meteoros. Levou consigo todos os seguranças da casa, deixando-nos completamente vulneráveis. Naquela noite, inimigos que ele mesmo havia destruído aproveitaram a oportunidade e invadiram nossa mansão para se vingar. Minha mãe foi gravemente ferida tentando me proteger. Liguei para ele, desesperada, implorando que voltasse. Ele retornou com os seguranças, mas já era tarde demais. Embora os invasores tenham sido capturados, uma nova tragédia aconteceu: Camila havia desaparecido e deixou uma carta de suicídio. Na carta, ela me acusava de usar a situação para afastar Gabriel dela e de deixar ela sozinha, exposta à vingança dos inimigos. Gabriel queimou a carta bem na minha frente. Sem raiva, sem dor. Apenas disse: — Esquece isso. Não vale a pena. Apesar de tudo, ele foi responsabilizado. Meu pai me confiou o controle da empresa da família. Mas naquela mesma noite, durante a festa de comemoração, Gabriel entrou no meu quarto e me matou. Com o olhar frio, ele disse: — Pessoas como você já deviam estar mortas. A herança é minha por direito. Morri sem paz. E quando abri os olhos novamente… O som dos inimigos arrombando os portões ecoava do lado de fora da mansão.

Parce que la fille de son premier amour avait été enfermée dans la voiture et avait succombé à un coup de chaleur, mon père, dans un accès de rage irrationnelle, m’a attachée et enfermée dans le coffre de la voiture. Ses yeux, dénués de toute pitié, se sont posés sur moi avec un dégoût palpable. « Je n’ai pas de fille aussi vile que toi », m’a-t-il lancé, « reste ici et paie le prix de ta faute ! » Je l’ai supplié de me pardonner, ma seule requête étant de pouvoir respirer l’air frais à nouveau. Mais sa réponse était aussi glaciale que l’acier : « Personne ne peut la laisser sortir à moins qu’elle ne soit morte. » La voiture, garée dans l’obscurité du garage, offrait un silence lourd. Pendant des heures, puis des jours, mes appels désespérés se perdaient dans l’indifférence totale du monde extérieur, ne pouvant pas percer l’épaisse solitude de cet endroit. Le temps s’est étiré dans une lente torture, et ce n’est qu’au septième jour que mon père, enfin, s’est souvenu que, malgré tout, j’étais sa fille. Mais il ignorait alors que j’étais déjà morte, engloutie par l’obscurité de ce coffre, mon âme éteinte à jamais...

"Akin ka lang, Ninang Ruth! Walang ibang magmamay-ari sa’yo kundi ako!" Ramdam ko ang panginginig ng kanyang kamay habang hinawakan ko ito. Nanlilisik ang mga mata ko, puno ng pagnanasa at pag-angkin. Pero sa halip na matakot, marahan lang siyang ngumiti—isang ngiting may halong pangamba… at pagnanasa rin. "Wag ako, Ace," mahinahon niyang tugon, pilit tinatago ang emosyon sa kanyang tinig. "I’m older than you. I’m thirty… habang ikaw, twenty-five pa lang." Ngunit sino bang makakapigil sa puso? Ako si Ace Pattern, dalawampu’t limang taong gulang, isang business tycoon na sanay makuha ang gusto. Lahat ng gusto ko… maliban sa kanya. Si Ninang Ruth. Ang babaeng pinagbabawal mahalin. Ang babaeng dapat kong irespeto, pero mas gusto kong angkinin. Masama bang magmahal sa isang Ninang? Sabi nila, mas masarap daw ang bawal. At ngayong naranasan ko na siya… handa akong sirain ang lahat — kahit ang sarili kong pagkatao —mapasaakin lang siya.

At the start of apocalypse, humans transform into zombies or the human-eating undead monsters. I heard their cries of suffering and fear. Also, the world set new rule called "survival of the fittest". Fortunately, Gods pity on them and give them superpowers to fight back but .... why is it that zombies are ignoring me?! (」ﾟﾛﾟ)｣ And, wait! Why are these zombies vomit when they bite me?! Am I not edible?!!(◎_◎;)

He believed a lie. He broke my heart. But his son needs me and nothing will stop me from helping him. I promised to love my husband forever, but he didn't do the same for me. Just one lie and I found myself alone at the worst time of my life. I lost my baby, the man I loved and the life we ​​were building together. My career as a pediatrician not only lifted me up, but became my reason for living. I may not have been able to save my daughter, but I can save other people's precious babies. But it's in the hospital, in my little refuge, that Connor Mycroft has come back to haunt me. His son, a child I never even knew existed, is sick and needs the best pediatrician possible to lead his treatment. And unfortunately for the Mycroft family, that someone is me. My ex-husband still thinks I am the cause of all his misfortunes. His family hates me. His female "friend" seems willing to do anything to get rid of me. But I love little Theodore like I loved my own child and nothing will stop me from saving him.

Could there be anything more painful than witnessing how your best friend and your boyfriend pleasure in each other's company? That's exactly what Summer Hilton experienced when, from a mission, she accidentally found herself against the glass wall of the unit occupied by her unfaithful boyfriend and her bestfriend Wilma. Summer was born with a golden spoon in her mouth and she is princess of the Hilton’s family. Admired and envied by everyone for possessing all the good qualities, including excessive self-confidence, but in a moment, all of that vanished due to the betrayal of two precious people in her life. Hans Zimmer, a successful Hollywood actor, became entangled in a complex situation. Admired by Summer, she took a bold step to get to know him and surprised everyone with a marriage contract. Three months later, as Hans prepared to marry Scarlett, he discovered he was already married into another woman, leading to Scarlett's decision to separate. Hanz searched for his wife named Summer but was dismayed to find in front of him the plus size fan he encountered before. “Love me in three months, and I will give you back your freedom." This was the condition set by his wife, who treated him colder than ice. What if Summer completely falls for her idol, who is now her husband? Will she still be able to give up the freedom he's asking for? Or will she let her heart suffer once again for the second time?"

"No, This is a mistake! A wolfless, overweight werewolf can't be my mate." His words hit me hard; Whispers erupted from the crowd, murmurs of disbelief and judgement that swirled me like a storm. But I won't let them see how much it hurts. I won't give him the satisfaction. I square my shoulders, forcing a smile that feels like it's going to crack my face. "Well, Bran, I guess the Moon Goddess has a sense of humour after all," I say, despite the pain running through me. "Too bad she didn't give you one." Everywhere is silent now, shocked by my words. Bran's eyes are turning red from anger. But I hold my ground, refusing to let him see how much I'm breaking inside. "Talia," he begins, but I cut him off before he can say more. He was going to reject me anyway. "Don't worry, Bran," I say, sarcastically. "I'm sure there's some loophole you can find to get out of this. After all, you can't have someone like me ruining your perfect reputation, right?" The tension in the air is suffocating, and I can see uncertainty in Bran's eyes. He wasn't me to fight back. And for a moment, I wonder if he's reconsidering, if the bond is pulling at him the same way it's pulling at me. But then he turns away, "This conversation is over, Talia. You should leave." Talia, a wolfless wolf in her pack has been a mocking object in her Pack just because she's fat, wolfless and eats like a glutton. Her situation turned worse when the Moon Goddess decided to give her Alpha Bran, their Pack 's Alpha as a mate. He rejected her on the spot. What would be Talia's fate after the rejection? Let's see.

Book Title: Lucky I'm in Love with the Alpha's Unlucky Son Pen Name: JM Writes Synopsis: Have you ever wonder about falling in love and mated with someone who has autism and bipolar disorder? "I want you to mate our son in exchange for a pouch of gold every month, a third rank beta position to the pack, and of course, we'll spare your parent's life. What do you think?" Lady Divina proposed. "Our son has autism and bipolar disorder." Alpha Damien added, "your job as his mate is to make him the next alpha of the pack." Being one of the lowest rank omegas, part of my buket list is to become a beta, regardless of the rank. Omegas are next to slaves. And I don't want to end up just like my parents.

Minha irmã e eu éramos gêmeas. Nascemos do mesmo ventre… E fomos marcadas pela mesma sentença: uma grave doença nos rins. Depois de anos esperando por um milagre, dois rins compatíveis finalmente surgiram. A chance de salvar duas vidas. Mas, diante do meu noivo, ela chorou, implorou e pediu os dois só pra ela. Eu me recusei. Como resposta, ele me trancou em casa. E ela recebeu ambos os rins. Ele segurou meu queixo, os olhos frios como navalha: — Você não fica doente há tanto tempo quanto sua irmã. Ela só quer viver como uma pessoa normal. Por que está sendo tão egoísta? Espera o próximo rim, não pode? Mas o que ele não sabia… É que eu não teria tempo. Porque eu… Já estava morrendo.