Imposter Cologne

Cologne adalah seorang detektif muda yang terpaksa harus bekerjasama dengan seorang iblis. Suatu kejadian traumatis yang menimpa dirinya, membuatnya menjadi manusia yang kacau. Namun ditengah rasa keputusaan dirinya, di sana ia bertemu dengan seorang iblis. Berkat sang iblis, Cologne secara perlahan berhasil menyembuhkan luka batin yang dideritanya.

Liliana Patrick, a twenty three years old timid and clumsy lady who lost everything in a blink of an eye. Suffer was an understatement in her case, she had nothing, no shelter, no friends, no family. But when she steps her leg in to Kings Company, she was introduced to another world she never knew about. Nicholas King, an example of rude and arrogant, cold, dominant, commanding and heartless. The thirty years took over his late father's property after he passed away, he shows no mercy to his workers, he can fire you with just a little mistake. But when his eyes roam her body as she walks into his office, he claimed her as his. I took a seat in front of him. "Good morning Sir-" I greeted but he cuts me off. "Did I ask you to seat?" His voice, so raspy, so deep, so sensual, so husky and so......British? I never knew the Kings were British. But what took my attention were those words he said. "Uhh....." I stood up immediately. "I'm sorry" I apologize but he looks angry or something. "You came sixteen minutes late, left my door opened, sat on the chair like you own the place" he snarled at me..... okay, Mr rude. "I.....I said I was sorry" I look away from him, he shuffle and his cologne filled my nostrils, sandalwood and lavender oil. "You are not to talk back till I ask you to. Sit" he ordered and I did. He grabs what looks like my resumè, he looks at me in an instant. His blue orbs holds no emotions in his eyes as he stares at me, but what was so intriguing was the fact that he's intimidating me really bad.

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

BOOK TWO OF "MY SISTER'S HUSBAND LOVES ME" What happens when a mistake yields sweetness? Will you persevere in your mistake, or will you abandon it despite your soul's yearning for its sweetness? Destiny, plays a trick on the Baristanas family. After 18 years of loosing their twin daughter, an imposter is thrown on their way, as the daughter they lost, Evelyn Baristanas. To them they were grateful but what they don't know was their real daughter is been groomed by their enemy for revenge. ***** Angel Rodriguez, an 18-year-old girl, is determined to retaliate against the Baristanas family for a crime her mother accuses them of committing. She embarks on a quest to ensnare Chad Baristanas, her prey, and a wealthy billionaire, on the commands of her mother. But destiny has an obstacle for her. When Angel tries to seduce the billionaire, she finds herself in the arms of Doctor Mark Williams, a family friend she had mistaken for Chad Baristanas, who is quiet older the her. "Damn it, I made a mistake!" she curses. But her mistake proves difficult to shake off. With her mother pressuring her, can Angel let go of her feelings for the doctor and focus on her revenge? As her mother remains adamant about seeking vengeance, what will the 18-year-old do when she would do anything to earn her mother's love? What happens when Evan starts to develop love for his twin sister(the imposter)? What about the real truth behind Angel's real identity?

Ava had her back at Drex, and for the past month, her life had turned from bad to worse. at that moment when she had fallen deeply in love with the ruthless assassin who contributed to making her life miserable, the world began to look beautiful again, she thought things would turn out for the best, only for her to find out that Drex was not protecting her because he loved her. "I hate you with every fiber in me," Ava screamed in tears. Even when she utters those words, her heart still beats for him, She wished he had killed her that night, she wished he had never met him. She wished she had never fallen for him, how can she love someone who wouldn't miss the slightest opportunity to end her life? "if I disappear out of your life, will that make you happy?" Drex asked. "You are a total jerk!" She yell. With rage, Ava stormed toward him and slapped him across his face, she made to slap him again but Drex held her tightly and draw her into his embrace. Her anger dissipated immediately, she melt away in his embrace. She love his smell, his cologne which she was now familiar with give her nothing but comfort. "I love this side of you, so feisty!" he said. ******** Don Drex Mason is well-known to the outer world as a dropped-dead handsome bachelor and a businessman but in the underworld, he was the most feared ruthless mafia assassin. Ava Anderson, a small-time introverted nosy newspaper journalist, the two personalities crossed paths on an unfortunate rainy night, she was his target and a threat to his client, she's to be eliminated at all costs. but their fate was already sealed by lightning which made them share one soul.

Jake topher,a billionaire ceo falls for an upcoming model, just when he thought he couldn't be with a woman..... Victoria kings,a witty but courageous model, filled with confidence and determination towards life meets the dreaded CEO who everyone seems scared of in the city...she shows no fear. A fun romantic comedy with a touch of drama and action. ********************** "Can I kiss you?" Jake asked, his face just an inch away from hers. Her breathing grew heavy, his lips were near hers, they just weren't touching. She wanted to say something but no words came, so she looked back down, but it lead to more temptation. Her eyes met his lips, his perfectly lined lips, which were slightly parted. "Jake." She managed to mutter, in an attempt to stop him, but her low voice at the moment was more seducing than ever to his ears. "Can I?" He pleaded again, his thick yet smooth voice reverberated In her ears. She shivered when he brought his lips closer to her eears. He was much more closer now, she could smell his cologne, she closed her eyes, she loved the way he smelt, but she couldn't let him do what he wanted to do right now. He was drunk and she knew it. She shouldn't have brought up the idea of wine drinking. She felt a grasp on her waist, he pulled her to himself, there was no space between them now Cupping her face with his right hand, he admired her beauty for a while. "Vee?" He looked at her eyes." I want you, vee." He said, his gaze now on her lips, he wanted to kiss her so badly. ********************* Read more, please vote as you read, and make sure to comment who's your favorite . Genika3na️.

'Let's forget this ever happened!' A note laid by her side the next morning, with a $50,000 cheque associated to it. "What?!" Her eyes widened in shock as the reality of life dawned on her. ****** Meet Clarissa Wayne, a new graduate who set out with her best friend to celebrate their academic success. She came across Aiden Carter; a sinfully handsome billionaire who was celebrating his latest deal alongside his friend. He was tempted by his friend to lure Clarissa in dating him for a week, as compensation he was going to reward him with $10,000,000. Aiden accepted the deal, but things took another turn when they mistakenly had a one-night stand. It was the first time she ever got intimate with a man. This was happening with a stranger she met just two hours ago. She had set her hopes high as she thought this one-night stand was the beginning of something big, between her and this stranger. She was shocked when she got up the next morning, and the only thing left of him in the room was his sweet cologne which intoxicated the atmosphere. Two months later, Clarissa discovers she's carrying a stranger's baby in her stomach. What happens when she one day falls on the billionaire who shattered her future? "I accept the pregnancy to be mine, but we will never be a couple." Does this statement of Aiden Carter last for long?

I staggered as cold realization dawned on me. The man I just married in Erica's name, my handsome prince charming, is none other than the Royal wolf emperor, Richard Ferguson, the monster that killed my family and burnt my pack to ashes. ***** Rona Campbell was the only child of Alpha Briar of the Flame Blood wolf pack. She was the future of the pack whom everyone doted on. On the eve of her seventeenth birthday, the Royal wolf emperor, the overlord of werewolves, Richard Ferguson attacked her pack with the intention to exterminate their tribe. Her mother managed to smuggle her away and she was instructed to run to her mate's land for refuge. However, he rejected and tried to kill her. Filled with confusion and pain at the series of betrayal and misfortunes, she managed to escape, only to be kidnapped by slave traders. After narrowly escaping from them, she finds herself in the palace of an Alpha king, where everyone thinks she is their princess Erica, who looks exactly like her. She was sent to marry a man only to discover that her new fiancee was the Royal wolf emperor who killed her parents. Finding herself in the camp of her enemies, she embarks on the ruthless path of revenge, while ensuring that her identity as an imposter is not discovered. However, things were easier said than done as further complications arose. She finds herself in a web of mystery, entangled by hate, lies, conspiracies and betrayals. Love blooms between the two couples further confusing Rona. However, the quest for vengeance and Richard's suspicions towards her threatens their bond.

He closed the gap between us and his hand travelled to my waist, pulling me closer to himself. His cologne filled my nostrils and he cupped my face in his hand gently. The look in his eyes whenever he looked at me always seemed like he was watching something so ethereal and now wasn't any different. I was supposed to hate him, to not be able to stand him. But why was I letting him do this? And why did I like it too? Love it even? He smirked at me, leaning down with our lips almost touching, his minty breath fanning my face. "I'm fucking addicted and obsessed with you if you haven't noticed." He paused as he studied me while I took a deep breath. "Are you sure you can't stand me?" He asked. "Or are we going to keep on lying to ourselves, babydoll?" ~ Vittoria Belluci, popularly known as 'Lilith' is short tempered, bossy, fiesty, poor social skills and a beautiful resting bitch face. Roman Argentero, Brooklyn's popular mafia don known for his playboy status, cockiness, flirtatious behavior but also ruthless and finally his Greek god appearance. A one night stand in the past, an arranged marriage, a stupid bet, a hatred she has for him and his family, and an addiction he has to her. Will she find out how her sister died? Or who keeps wanting to kill off her family? And doing all that with a fragile promise to herself to not fall in love. What happens when a Belluci falls in love with an Argentero who is already addicted to her?

"You're mine, cara mia. All of you…" Stephan whispered huskily into my ear. I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I could smell the faint scent of his cologne, mixed with the heady aroma of sweat and desire. His large, strong hands were wrapped around my body, one of them trailing slowly down my thigh. I felt completely consumed by him, unable to escape the heat of his touch. My heart was pounding… “But I have a fiance." Although I was loving every moment of this, I couldn't bring myself to accept what he laid before me. “And he loves me so much, Stephan. I can't do this to him. I—” His next response left me in bewilderment. “Shssh—” He hushed me, placing a finger across my lips. "I'll pay him off…" •••••••• Even though I knew it was wrong, I felt my heart racing at the thought of him. I was engaged to someone else, a kind and caring college student who had always been there for me. But this man, this powerful and mysterious billionaire, had awoken something in me that I couldn't ignore. I knew that I was playing with fire, and that it could all go up in wild flames. But I was willing to take the risk, because I knew that this was something I had to explore. Every inch of it. I had to find out what lay at the end of this dangerous path