Intertwined Fingers

New book I loved Dexter Lorenzo with my entire existence but unfortunately I was never the one for him. I was infertile and he said he would love me no matter what.For four years he had always been that sweet and caring husband, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world and even other girls were jealous of me. They thought I had the most influential man in Manila City wrapped around my fingers but behind closed doors, it was hell… That day, I learned the fact that he’s been cheating on me a long time ago, living a double life and having a twins with someone else. And that woman was no other person than my half sister “Emily Weston” I was mad and filled with furry. I pushed her but I didn’t expect that it would kill her babies. Dexter was furious and sent his lawyer to force me to sign the divorce papers. I was locked up for months and when I finally got out, no property and jewelry belonged to me anymore. I promised to come back for revenge. This time around, with triplets.

A young witch obsessed with power, an Alpha bound by responsibilities, and a young woman with a mysterious background, their lives intertwined in a web of deceit, lies, and pretense. When the desire to obtain power overrules all logical thought, Nari Montgomery would do anything in order to achieve her dream, even if it means sacrificing what she holds dear. Alpha Romeo Price was deceived by love and cursed by a witch only to be saved by a stranger whose identity may be the cause of his downfall. Annabelle Aoki arrives in a small town and rescues an animal only to be coerced into saving a man who changes her perspective and pushes her to accept who she was meant to be. A prophecy foretold their destiny but that doesn't mean they will end up together. In this story, things are never what they appear.

Zeus had spent the last twelve years of his life as a substitute for a powerful man, Damon, living a false life of wealth, all in exchange for money. What he hadn’t anticipated that the identity he had assumed would tie him to the most dangerous man of all. Odin Romano. “I am your god, and I am your devil here, Damon.” When Odin’s sister took her own life, she left a note with Damon’s name on it. Odin who was known to exhume graves and crush whatever remained would never let his sister’s “killer” go free. Soon, Zeus found himself kidnapped by a deadly handsome man. “Who… who are you?” Zeus’s face turned white when his eyes met with animalistic yet sexy brown eyes that could not possibly belong to a human. The man tilted his chin up not with his fingers but with his claws, his hot breath brushing against Zeus’ lips, “Call me Alpha.” Zeus was trapped, accused of a crime he didn’t commit, yet trying to convince Odin seemed impossible. At every turn, Odin was prepared to turn Zeus’ life into a living hell. Escape felt impossible, and, against all odds, the allure of his enemy grew more irresistible. Until ever so slowly Zeus becomes Odin’s obsession. “What the hell do you want from me now? Haven’t you had enough of your revenge already? Haven’t I paid enough? Let me go now. My fiance is waiting for me!” Zeus glared at his kidnapper who was pinning him down to his bed. “Your fiance?” Odin chuckled a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Tell her to rest. Your husband is back.” Falling in love with the enemy was unforgivable, but would their hearts follow the rules?

Their kiss left them craving more, their bodies aflame with desire. Brynn willingly granted Killian entry to her mouth, his yearning evident in a throaty moan. His scorching lips ignited a passionate fire within her, and his hand gently traced along her curves, coaxing seductive sounds from Brynn's lips. While they hadn't ventured beyond their previous encounter in the study, Brynn's readiness was palpable. She longed for him so ardently that the mere thought of having him made her quiver. Killian was enraptured by her taste, his desire overwhelming. He broke the kiss momentarily to gaze into Brynn's eyes, which smoldered with a hunger that mirrored his own. They both ached for each other. As his fingers deftly undid the buttons of her attire, a shiver of anticipation coursed through Brynn's skin. When Killian beheld her exposed breast, he couldn't resist a hiss of desire, sending her into blissful sighs as her garments fell away. Her gown pooled at her feet, leaving Brynn in a sensuous black two-piece lingerie set that left Killian spellbound. The way her voluptuous curves accentuated her body left him in a state of eager anticipation, his excitement evident. "Damn," he muttered, reminiscing about their previous passionate encounters. "You're incredibly seductive," he declared, his voice husky with desire, as he guided her gently to the bed. "And you're all mine."

“You were more cooperative the other day when you had my face buried between your thighs,” he smirked at me, a victorious glint in his eyes while my blood chilled to ice, “if I remember correctly, you even begged for more.” I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn't think of anything. All I could feel was dread and more dread. This wasn't happening. "It's... This is a lie." "Which one?" He looked so triumphant, "the fact that you've shattered multiple times around my fingers? Around my cock? That you've cummed countless times on my tongue?" He moved closer to slowly trail his finger over my face, a dark look in his eyes, "Or that you were always swallowing my cum like a needy slut?" ******* Scarlett is a sheltered mafia princess who's expected to be prim and proper and no one knows the dark fantasies that live rent-free in her head. It’s a secret she’d take to her grave and would keep confined to the pages of her journal until a mishap happens and she loses the journal. It ended up in the hands of a stranger who blackmailed her and got her to live out one of her fantasies and she found herself going back for more. Unknown to her, the stranger is no one other than Damien Hunter, the heir of a rival mafia group and her brother’s sworn enemy. ******* This is a very dark romance novel with twisted male leads. They do questionable things and they pursue their love interests in dark, twisted and unconventional ways.

*** Completed*** Elsa's life was simple and uneventful as an omega after she lost her wolf after her parent's death. One day when she moved in with her aunt to her new boyfriend's house her world shifted. Jake Black was the epitome of power, wealth, and allure—the ruthless, billionaire alpha of the Blackmoon pack. He seemed to have everything except a mate. Despite knowing the danger and complications of her forbidden feelings, Elsa found herself irresistibly drawn to her new father figure. She tried desperately to hide her attraction, but every encounter only deepened her turmoil. The real storm began when Jake, behind closed doors, began asserting her as his mate. This was no mere flirtation—a bold claim, a declaration that turned their world upside down. The forbidden romance unfolded with raw emotion and intense conflict, threatening to unravel their lives in ways they could never have anticipated. Can they stay together? Can she get back her wolf and claim her pack back? I nestled closer to Jake, feeling enveloped in warmth and security. I am sure his actions were laced with lust. A soft smile played on my lips as I sensed his closeness.  He was here to keep his promise. His breath, warm and tantalizing, brushed my ear, sending delightful shivers down my spine. A heated wave of longing surged through me, igniting every nerve. "Mmm, you smell so good," Jake moaned, his breath tickling my ear. "Jake?" I whispered, my voice husky. "Shh, I just wanted to be close to you," he started moving his deft fingers, tracing my curves, hinting at his ulterior motives. “I'm scared, Jake. This is all so new. Complicated. I don't know what it means for us.”Elsa whispered.

The night before the bond ceremony, the moonlight was like silver, sprinkling over the altar of the werewolf tribe. The Moon Goddess chose Jonah's white moonlight, Emma, and assigned her to William, the tyrannical alpha of the werewolf tribe.His blood flows with the power of the ancient wolf king, but also with untamed wildness. Rumor has it that every woman who spends the night with William will be covered in bruises the next day. William’s desire is intertwined with his wolf nature, and the silver bed is his unique symbol. Silver is poison and a test for werewolves. William would let those women lie on the cold silver bed, watching their pain of being eroded by silver and the joy of desire intertwined, making painful moans and confused gasps. This contradictory torture is the catalyst for his wild desire. Jonah knows William's cruelty well, and he can't bear Emma to be the next victim. So, under the protection of the moonlight, he kidnapped Emma one step ahead and completed the marking ceremony with her under the witness of the Moon Goddess. And I, the woman abandoned by Jonah. The vows I made turned to ashes under the moonlight, and my name became a laughingstock in the tribe. In the evening, the setting sun was like blood, and William's figure appeared in front of my tent. His golden pupils flickered in the twilight with the aggression of a beast. His voice was low and threatening: "Since Jonah has robbed my partner, you can be my Luna: how about it?" Luna, the partner of the alpha in the werewolf tribe, symbolizes power and glory, but also means endless bondage and danger. I raised my head, looked directly into his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth: "Okay."

On the day of my wedding, I stood on the stage, while my fiance, Jake Stevens, passionately kissed his assistant, Chloe Xanders, in front of everyone. He held her in his arms and said earnestly, “Chloe, don’t worry. Even though you’re not my bride, you’ll always have a place in my heart.” Chloe, who was overwhelmed with emotion, threw herself into his arms and wept as she said to me, “Lily, Jake and I are deeply in love, but fate just didn’t work out for us in this life. Please take good care of him.” Gossip instantly spread around us. Just as I was feeling helpless, my fiance humiliated me further and called me nothing more than a doormat. Watching the two of them clinging to each other, I could not take it anymore. I canceled the wedding on the spot and left for abroad the same night to join my best friend. The next time I met Jack, I had already moved on with someone new. When he saw me interlocking my fingers with my new love and kissing him passionately, his eyes instantly filled with burning jealousy.

“You are mine to claim.” Killian growled, down on her neck. “Why are you resisting me?” Aria shuddered as his fingers grazed her core. “Your brothers are—” “Forget about my brothers.” Killian answered sharply. “You’re mine and no one can come between us.” ************************* Aria’s world crumbled when Alpha Matthias accused her father of treason and murdered him in cold blood. She was forced to be a slave in the palace as punishment for her father’s crimes. On her eighteenth birthday, Matthias offered her to Alpha Carrington to be his plaything. Filled with rage and fear, Aria tried to flee from the palace. But then she saw him. Her mate. He was Alpha Killian, the most powerful Alpha in the world. And he desired her, he craved her with all of his being. But Aria’s troubles were not over when she realized that Killian was a triplet and wasn’t the only one who desired her. She was mated to all three brothers and each of them wanted her for themselves. Who would she choose? And how would she navigate her complex love life?

Seven years ago, I ignored my girlfriend's heart-wrenching pleas and ruthlessly severed our relationship. Now, after seven long years, she had risen to the top—and she was back, ready for her wedding. She didn't come home for mere celebration, though. She came for revenge. She obliterated the company my father had spent his entire life building and did not stop until she shattered his leg, forcing him to endure unimaginable pain. It was all so I'd be forced to go to her wedding and beg for forgiveness. But that wasn't enough. She wanted more. She hissed, brandishing a blade, "If Matthew's not here in ten minutes, I'll slice off a finger for every minute he's late." My autistic brother's fingers, the only way he could create art, became a bargaining chip in her sadistic game. Dad's anguished cries filled the air as he pleaded for mercy, but she was not done. She wanted to tear my family apart piece by piece. My mom, fragile and trapped in the haze of Alzheimer's, was next. Her mind, already slipping, crumbled under the relentless torment. She cracked, completely lost to the madness. With tears streaming down his face, Dad said, "My son died the day you left for abroad."