Infirmière

"Sign this. We're done." Aaliyah Monroe thought she’d found love with a rising billionaire, Henry Smith—until he blindsided her with divorce papers on their fourth anniversary, revealing her twin sister, Aurora, as his true love. Betrayed and cast out, Aaliyah drowns her fury in a nightclub, where she meets Orrin Hayes, a billionaire mogul who falls for her instantly. He offers her a deal– “Aaliyah, I’m smitten. You’re fire, and I want to burn. Marry me.” She froze as her heart tripped. “What?” “Not for love, not yet,” he said with his eyes glinting. “A deal. You want revenge on Henry and Aurora? I’ve got the power to crush them. Marry me, and I’m yours—my money, my connections, my everything. We’ll make them beg.” She stared, the whiskey clouded her head but not her judgment. The idea was insane, but it lit a spark. Henry’s face on that stage and Aurora’s smirk—they deserved to fall. And Orrin? He was a weapon, wrapped in charm and danger. “You’re serious?” she asked, testing him. “Dead serious.” He took her hand into his, gently. “I’m half in love with you already. Say yes, and we’ll shake the world.” She laughed, the sound was shaky but real. “You’re crazy. But… okay. Yes.” Aaliyah agreed. But there was one thing she was yet to inform this charming yet mischievous Billionaire suggesting marriage to her– she's carrying her ex husband’s child. Will she successfully use him to climb the ladder and get her revenge despite having a child for her ex-husband? Or will a second chance in love surface?

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Join James and his friends and they take on murder, mystery and an out of control demigod set on a war that could mean the end for...everyone. Will they survive this fight or will the lives they're fighting for be extinguished?

"...there will be no other men, I'm a very possessive stalker..." he breathed his words heavily while biting my ear. "Luka...please..." I moaned my words and thrust my hips as his fingers pleased me, taking me higher with each stroke. "Say it...say that you will be mine..." My mind was clouded by lust, but somehow I knew that I was already his. that I wanted no one else since he kissed me. "...yours, I will be yours, I am yours..." my hand caressed his hair and he was back to kissing my lips. ***** Olga, you're his daughter,you're the heiress,you're coming back to him. That was the nail to my coffin. That was my fate. That was my doom. Luka,she's the boss's daughter,she's way above your league,she's never going to fall for you. That was the ugly truth. That was the reality. That was the fact. She's a player He's a nerd How will the two struggle? How will their love flourish? How will their relationship grow? Olga: I'm not sure with the title though... I'm perfectly nice and loving. Luka: Why do you need to state the V thing author? As if being a geek is not enough?

En assistant à une somptueuse fête d'anniversaire avec mon demi-frère, je suis confrontée à un choc terrible. Ce n'est pas une fête comme les autres, c'est mon mariage. Avec un homme froid comme la glace, craint de tous, moi y compris. Il s'avère que mon demi-frère a une dette colossale et que je suis utilisée comme monnaie d'échange pour la régler. Ai-je le choix ? Non. Pas quand la Cosa Nostra est impliquée. Trois heures plus tard, je découvre une bague étincelante à mon doigt et un mari auquel je suis terrifiée à l'idée d'être liée. Ma vie vient de basculer dans l'horreur. Impossible de me cacher, impossible de fuir. Je n'ai d'autre choix que de me préparer au cauchemar qui m'attend et d'espérer survivre à ce mariage infernal.

Mariée de force à un homme qu’elle ne désirait pas, Assy, benjamine et fille unique de sa famille, choisit la fuite dès le lendemain de sa nuit de noces. Pendant cinq ans, elle bâtit sa vie loin des siens, loin des traditions qui l’ont enchaînée. Mais lorsque sa mère décède subitement, elle n’a d’autre choix que de rentrer au bercail, affrontant le passé qu’elle avait laissé derrière elle. Ce qu’elle ignore, c’est que, sur son lit de mort, sa mère a formulé un dernier vœu… un souhait qui pourrait bouleverser son existence et la lier à jamais à ce qu’elle a cherché à fuir. Entre secrets familiaux, promesses scellées et un destin qu’elle croyait avoir échappé, Assy devra choisir entre l’amour, la liberté et l'héritage d’un dernier souhait maternel.

At Lycanthrope University everyone knows the ropes - you study hard, play harder, and when you become of age you’re forced to attend a mating ritual where you’re paired with your mate for an eternity. When Devon is “accidentally” paired with his best friend, Nate, his entire world gets turned upside down. Sure, when there was an uneven number in the year, there were some gay pairings, but it was weird and unlikely. And he never thought it would happen to him. Now he has to fight the evil vampyres, prove himself worthy of the title of alpha, explain this his girlfriend why he’s linked to a guy, and tell his best friend he wants to break their mateship. Yikes!

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Ley…” He whispered, his eyes dark with hunger, closing the distance between them until her back hit the cool glass wall. Her breath caught, but she didn’t flinch. “You’re arrogant…” “You’re wet.” He wrapped his hand around her waist and leans in… She should walk away, he was her father’s best friend, arrogant, wickedly charming, and knows exactly how to ruin her resolve, but his fingers traced her wrist, slow, possessive, and she knew she would let him ruin her again. He was supposed to be off-limits… but forbidden taste the sweetest.

You're my business, my ASSET I'll keep you and proctect as long as I live in this world even though I put myself in danger.- Rifle Winchester

I've just returned from the world's biggest tech summit when my mentor, who's like a father to me, calls. He tells me he's arranged for me to marry his close friend's son, Jonathan Ford. Jonathan is one of Javron's rising stars. A few of my patents are licensed to his company, and they form the core technology of his new product. I work late to wrap up everything in the lab. Then, I dress up and head to the engagement ceremony. Unexpectedly, I'm stopped at the door by Jonathan's secretary, Linda Jones. She wears a lavish gown and looks more like the bride than I do. "Turn around and scram if you know what's good for you," she says with a sneer. "You're just an orphan from the countryside—think twice about whether you're worthy of our CEO." I ask, "Does Jonathan know you're making decisions for him like this?" She lets out a contemptuous laugh. "You're nothing but a pretty face who needs to ride on her mentor's reputation to get married. How can you possibly understand the weight I carry in Mr. Ford's heart?" A blush spreads across her face as she speaks. I study her for a few seconds, then call Jonathan. "If your idea of courtesy is leaving your fiancee standing outside the venue, then here's how I'll repay the favor. I'll let you read the contract and watch as I sell my patents to your competitor. How does that sound?"