Insane Twilight Sparkle

Two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I was going to surprise my husband, Vince, the Moretti family heir. Instead, the surprise was on me. A pair of black lace panties—not mine—left in his car. The air reeked of cheap perfume and betrayal. I stormed his casino, demanding answers. But I found her in his private suite. Sophia. She smirked, looking me up and down. “You must be the wife. I’ve seen your picture on the nightstand. Vince says you’re a boring little nun. Says he can’t even get hard looking at you.” I snapped. My hand shaking, I hurled a glass of red wine in her face. She shrieked, stumbled back, and crashed into a glass cabinet. Blood bloomed across the carpet. Vince burst in and slapped me so hard I hit the floor. "Are you insane?! She's carrying my heir!" My heart shattered. As I fell, a darker pool of blood spread beneath me. Our baby. I was miscarrying. And when forced to choose between his wife and his whore, Vince chose her. He forgot who put him on his throne. I’m not some trophy wife he can discard. I am a DeLuca. A princess of the underworld. So for revenge, I married his worst enemy, Dante Costello. And when we burned his empire to the ground, Vince finally broke. He got on his knees and begged me to come back.

On the night of their three-year anniversary, Anita finds her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman. Feeling heartbroken, she drowns her sorrows in a reckless night of passion with a mysterious stranger. The next morning, she wakes up to an insane offer from him, marriage. When she loses her job and her mother is in need of surgery, Anita, desperate and with nowhere to turn, signs the contract. Only to discover after that her new husband is none other than her ex-boyfriend's uncle. Anita quickly finds herself caught in a web of family drama with a marriage that was never meant to be real. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And when Anita’s past collides with her present, the once quiet life she had is about to erupt in flames. ~ “You weren’t acting like that when you were moaning my name in that hotel room” Heat shot through my body at his teasing remark. I gulped, trying to stay strong. “That was a mistake and you know it” Nathan chuckled, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Was it? Because I remember you clinging onto me… begging me not to stop” “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I whispered, almost breathless as he trailed his fingers down to my jaw, tilting my face upwards. “What I enjoy is knowing that no matter how much you try to fight it, your body remembers me” The last words were a whisper against the skin of my neck. My breath caught in my throat. “My mother is in the next room” Nathan smirked. “Then you better keep quiet.”

"Ano? Sa tingin mo ba, I’d fall for you if you sweet-talked me?" Anya ni Claire na sinamahan niya pa ng nakakadismayang iling. "I waited for you for five long years, Luke. Five years and now that I am finally over you and dating your best friend," dagdag niyang pailing iling ulit habang unti unting umaatras si Luke sa pader, "—you dare do this to me, wreaking havoc on my emotions? Gago ka ba talaga ha?!" "I can't stop myself. I love you and I won't give you up that easily, Claire. I won't. I can't." "I want you." "You know you can't have me," she murmured and bit her lips, begging him to kiss her. Just kiss the hell out of her para matauhan siya sa kahibangang nararamdaman niya ngayong yakap yakap siya ni Luke. "It’ll be risky if you stay another minute, Claire. Get out now before I lose my mind completely," he murmured between heavy breathing and gazing at her lips. A muscle in his jaw twitched, knowing full well that their close proximity made his blood warm and tingly. God, he wanted this woman so bad. Yes, he wanted her so much that he risked his friendship with Owen. And yes, he was insane for doing so.

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."

"I'll make sure my kiss burns into you, driving you wild and haunting your dreams every night." Hinding-hindi makakalimutan ni Clein ang araw na iyon. Ang araw ng kasal ng bestfriend niya at ang araw rin kung kailan siya unang nabastos sa buong buhay niya. Akalain mong paglabas niya ng cr sa hotel ay may isang gwapo at matangkad na lalake ang humarang sa kaniya at nag-offer ng blank cheque para lamang maikama siya! Clein shredded the check and threw it in the man’s face. “He’s insane! Oh, my, I can’t believe those kind of men exist! Kahit guwapo siya ay wala akong pakialam! Ang bastos! Ang pangit rin ng ugali niya!” Humiling siya na sana ay hindi na niya muling makatagpo ang lalake ngunit pinaglalaruan talaga siya ng tadhana! She discovered the man was none other than Clauze Lexus Ravano, an arrogant billionaire with the world at his feet-and worse, he was a close friend of her boss. And now, Clauze wasn't just offering money. He was weaving a seductive game, one laced with power, charm, and persistence. Clein wasn't easily swayed, but as he pushed harder, it wasn't just his motives that became unclear-it was her own. How long could Clein resist when everything about Clauze drew her in, even the darkness beneath his intentions?

The Falcon Ridge Series Book 6 Her Choice To Make This book runs parallel and in the background of the year between book 4 and book 5. Set in Falcon Ridge and the Old Growth Forest. Grey Andrews: I’m a catch, right? I’m easy on the eyes. I’m fun and love life. I wasn’t looking for my fated, but when I found her I was so stunned by her, I could barely think. I thought, this will be the best mate story, finding my fated during a pack war. I can brag like all these other guys do about their mates. But then she does something I never expected. She ran away. Leaving me with an unfulfilled mate bond. I’m a ticking time bomb. I have to find her soon before I literally go insane and die. Mia Masters: I was just fulfilling my duties to my Alpha when the fighter stood in front of me. I didn’t know what he wanted or why I was feeling the way did. So I ran away. I can’t bring Grey into my world. I’m an obligation to the Alpha and if he ever found Grey, he’d kill him. I want Grey safe in my dreams where I can feel him while outside my mind is being broken and tortured for the Alphas amusement. I know Grey could possibly save me from my nightmare, but I’m doing this for my pack. The pack comes first before my happiness.

(MATURE CONTENT) She was exceptionally beautiful and I wanted to make her mine. Tugging on her jeans, I pulled it off and she gasped when I knelt down in front of her p***y. The milky complexion of her thigh was entrancing and I kissed it before sucking down on it harshly, over and over again, leaving countless kiss marks on her thigh as I worked my way up. Her moans were increasing in volume and I smiled as I watched her bite her lips and thread a hand through my hair, gripping tightly as she tried her hardest to keep her moans in. “Why do you smell so sweet, huh?” I murmured, my lips brushing over her lace underwear. “Do you know how insane you're driving me right now?” I kissed her straight through her panties, and she gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. ——- ——- ——- “I offered myself to save my brother. Now I’m his captive—his slave. But the longer I stay, the less I want to run.” When Tamara witnesses her boss’s brutal murder, she never expects to end up in the hands of Leon Guerra—the ruthless mafia responsible. To save her brother from Leon’s wrath, Tamara strikes a desperate deal: Offering herself, in exchange for her brother’s life. She expected pain. She didn’t expect passion. Now she’s caught in a web of obsession, danger, and forbidden desire—and falling for the man she swore to hate.

"I bet you still feel me," I whispered, tracing a lazy finger down her spine, just to make her shudder. "Still stretched from how deep I was inside you." She sucked in a sharp breath, but I caught the way her thighs pressed together, the way she burned with the memory she was so desperately trying to bury. "Shut up," she bit out, her voice shaking. I chuckled, dark and low, brushing my knuckles against her jaw. "Why? Does it drive you insane knowing you let the villain ruin you first?" Camilla He used to make my life hell. Stefano Madden, the golden boy with ice in his veins and a filthy mouth that cut deeper than knives. I was the fat, invisible girl he loved to humiliate. Now, I’m curvy, successful… and unfortunately, his personal assistant. I swore I’d never fall for him again. But the way he looks at me now? Like he wants to ruin me all over again, only slower, dirtier, deeper. And I would let him. Stefano I broke her once. I should’ve walked away. But Camilla Whitlock grew into every man’s fantasy and I hate that she makes me feel. So I push her. Tease her. Own her. Until the line between cruelty and desire snaps. I take her, claim her, and when I put a baby in her, my obsession turns lethal. But when she’s stolen from me, all bets are off. I’ll burn the world to bring her back… even if she never forgives me.

“We need help,” The man supporting the other up said roughly, voice strained like he’d been screaming. “Are you a doctor?.” He hefted the slumped man up and said, “He’s been shot.” “Y-yes,” Gianna managed to choke out, but she had to lean on a nearby wall as she saw the gun. And it was aimed at her. The third man, snapped out, “You save him. Now.” “The clinic isn’t--” “Now!” The man thundered, gesturing down to the gun. “Or I’m not going to be heartbroken about emptying a bullet into you.” *** *** Their worlds were never meant to collide. He was the boss of the Mariposa Mafia after all, he was ruthless, insane, cunning, the shadow king of the underground… he had no time for love. But somehow that all changes the first time Dante laid his eyes on the beautiful doctor coerced with a gun to her head to save their boss’s life. For Gianna, the rules for being a doctor in gang territory were simple: keep her clinic open at all costs, treat her patients with care, watch out for her rebellious little brother, Giovanni, and most of all, avoid the thugs. The last thing she expected was to get caught up in a gang war, or to find herself falling for Mariposa’s leader himself, Ferrari Dante. And in a world where rules are everything, sometimes breaking them can mean the end of everything, like helping Dante. That is, if her heart doesn't kill her first. Dante never fathomed he would... care, so much about her, about anyone. Or maybe it’s deeper than just caring as Gianni shows him a whole new perspective to the world. .

"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?