Novel & Cerita Iron Ladies Manga

The air in the penthouse was thick with unspoken words and the lingering heat of a shared victory. He stood before her, the ice in his gaze finally melted, revealing a raw vulnerability that stole the breath from her lungs. “This wasn’t part of the contract,” he murmured, his voice a rough caress as his thumb traced the line of her jaw. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird against the gilded cage of their agreement. “I know.” His fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck, tilting her face up to his. The world narrowed to the space between them, to the shocking warmth of his skin against hers. “Then tell me to stop, Ivy. Give me the rules. Give me the clause.” She should. Every instinct for self-preservation screamed at her to rebuild the walls, to remember he was her enemy, her jailer, her temporary husband. But as she looked into the stormy grey depths of his eyes, she saw not the ruthless CEO, but the man who had just looked at her daughter as if she were the most precious thing in the world. So, she didn’t speak. Instead, she rose onto her toes, closing the distance, her lips a breath away from his in a silent, devastating answer. The first kiss was not a conquest, but a surrender. It was not about revenge or contracts. It was a question, and in the shuddering breath he released against her mouth, she found her answer. The cold, platinum wedding band finally felt warm against her skin.

A man fades away, but not before ensuring his legacy is passed on. A boy becomes a man, and starts to awaken to his destiny. A monster lurks among men, and thus becomes more than what he is. A young woman comes to terms with her future, then works to protect the future of others. And all of this comes about from the edge of a blade, as a hero is not born, but rather made.

He circled her slowly. "Strip. Get on your knees." His silver eyes burned. "I'm going to f** you until your legs give out." Seraphina held his gaze without flinching. "No." A slow smile curved her lips. "I decide now. And you'll beg before I let you taste me." His mouth opened, then shut back. The most powerful king on the continent went silent. *** She was an omega maid auctioned as tribute to settle a war debt while carrying her alpha's secret child and a bloodline that could bring every alpha to his knees. King Vaelarion wanted her body. He never planned on needing her soul. But Seraphina Vale didn't survive twenty-two years of chains to spend the rest of her life on someone else's terms.

Tobias Irons - cold, cool, and collected - is set to take over the world. Being the heir to his father's cybernetics company, his destiny is mapped out. However, the sudden reappearance of the boy he thought he got rid of shatters the reality of the world around him. And Beau Watson is no longer the victim he was five years ago. Stronger. Deadlier. And angrier than ever.

My widowed mother-in-law has an affair with a married man. Whenever she goes out to meet him, she uses me as an excuse and says I need her to run errands. Slowly but surely, my husband, William Sanders, thinks of me as a cruel daughter-in-law who orders her mother-in-law around. One day, my mother-in-law gets pregnant. She secretly uses my name when getting a checkup at the gynecology department and even wants to play the child off as mine and William's. Her lover's wife mistakes me for his mistress and strips me in public before beating me to death. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day when my mother-in-law's lover's wife finds out about her going to the gynecology department under my name. This time, I'm calm as I tell the woman what to do. "Let's get to the bottom of this. Let's ask the doctor who the actual patient was!"

Vows of Silver and Sin “In the city of Oakhaven, you don’t pray to God. You pray to the Syndicate.” Elara Vance is a mafia princess with a lethal secret: she can "read" the memories of any object she touches. But in a world where magic is a death sentence, her gift is a gilded cage. When her father’s gambling debts finally come due, she isn’t sold for gold. She’s sold to Dante Vane the cold-blooded "Shadow-Walker" Don who rules the supernatural underworld. Dante is a man of iron and whispers, cursed with a touch that brings only agony. He doesn’t want a wife; he wants a key. He believes Elara’s bloodline is the only thing that can break the ancient curse tethering his soul to the shadows. The deal is simple: Break the curse, and she wins her freedom. But as the wedding bells toll and a magical war brews on the horizon, Elara discovers that the man she was taught to fear might be the only one capable of saving her. In a den of monsters, falling in love is the most dangerous sin of all. Will she break his curse, or will the shadows consume them both?

Everette and Jack know next to nothing about romance novels.... or women. So when they accidentally join a book club full of both, they have no idea what to think. But, as the book and time goes on, the ladies in their book club become more interested in a different plot. The love lives of both men.

Daphney Krenshaw, a working class lady who never believes in love found herself existing in a world full of love. Her parents had her wrapped around their fingers, she was ready to be committed to anything but marriage was not on her list. Richmond Hill, a young and rich billionaire whose eyes caught all ladies found it difficult to love. He sees ladies as an object he could just play with when he felt like. As fate would have it,their first meeting was quite unusual as a spark was created . Daphney found herself engaged to the person she hated the most and is now forced to live with a rich and spoilt billionaire's son. He was different from all the dates her younger sister had set her up with. How would she cope with something she had never dreamt of having? How would Richmond end this engagement which meant business to him when he starts falling for the angel in his home?

Julien Tedd was a married man man in his 30s, an actor and a billionaire CEO of PAXTON Trades which was in Delta. He was a fake husband with grey eyes and a vexed face. Who loves money than anything. "Our marriage was like a contract basis. We would act on his role. I found myself fond of his dominant side. His black hair was perfect with those thin glasses which read thousands of newspapers or faces of other ladies. Wait! Other ladies? His one of the hobbies was to impress other ladies while doing his job." Sighed Monica, his fake wife. Two enemies bonded with nothing but a piece of paper that held their fake aggreement. But wait, what was the need to have a fake marriage? My marriage was fake. Very fake. Made-up in my mind that we would somehow fit with each other nagging, fighting being disloyal and bad-mouthing for everything.

Harry at long last quit singing when he saw the lady remaining before him, and the band additionally quit playing. He thought it was only one of his admirers or fans. He took a gander at the smashed lady who lacked the ability to stand up still. She was wearing a free dark shirt and pants, her hair was long, white skin and with a basic wonder. She even ventured nearer to him prior to talking. "Hello you! I know you, that such face misleading ladies!" said Arosh uproariously. "What? “Harry asked in shock. "You attractive men continuously carry bogus desire to ladies, then when they experience passionate feelings for you, you will leave! You are so terrible! You are bold!" Arosh yelled irately. "Come on Arosh" Fanky yelled, as she attempted to hold Arosh by the arm, yet Arosh went wild. "No, I will seek retribution on this moron!"