James Red Engine

"She despised them all, yet she was wife to one.Drifting in a world of glittering diamonds, mansions, lunches and designer clothes, Casey Hernandez could happily disappear, except the life of the mafia wife demanded she remain and play her part. One misstep and she would face the monster who marked her as his own.Reyes wanted the stunning blond with the furious eyes. He was going to ruin her life, take her from everything she knew and own every inch of her. Hard, brutal, mean. Exactly how he was. Exactly how this world had shaped him. Because he could. She was about to become spoils of war.And when he finally had his woman, they would rise up together; the king and his scarred queen.The Queens: Scarred Queen, Alejandro's Prey is created by Nikita Slater, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

เพราะคลิป Uncensored หลุดว่อนโซเชียล การหมั้นจอมปลอมเพื่อกลบข่าวฉาวจึงเกิดขึ้น แต่ปัญหากลับไม่จบอย่างที่คิด เมื่อคนรักตัวจริงของเธอดันโผล่มาทวง "ของรัก" คืน

Amber was tortured by her father, who was the Alpha of the Brimsard Bay Pack and her sister for being born with a bad luck that killed her mother when she was born. She was banished from the packhouse at a small age and her wolf died fighting a major battle for her pack. Her only hope, her boyfriend Cooper also betrayed her and married his sister for power. Now left with nothing, Amber had no choice but to marry the most dangerous beast of the Valeford pack. He is known to kill women who don't have a wolf, so Amber has to keep it a secret. But he has a secret of his own--she's his mate. So even if Amber tries to escape his clutches, he won't let het go. He smirked, "Yes. Everyone calls me Ray. You can call me that. Or if you prefer something else, you can go with darling, baby, or..." he stepped closer and whispered in my ear, "You can call me daddy when I fuck you."

Babaeng inilaan ang buhay sa pangarap at pagbuo ng kaniyang pagkatao. Lalaking gugulo sa tahimik niyang mundo. Paano kung sa gitna ng kanilang pag-iisa ay darating ang isang pangyayaring wawasak sa sinimulan nila?

I find out about my husband's affair by looking at his social media profile picture. The other woman is rich and powerful—she hits me in public and makes me lose my job. She even makes it so that I can never get a job in the same field again! I pretend to give in. In truth, I'm biding my time and slowly exacting my revenge!

It’s amusing what two drops of aphrodisiac can do to a man. Just two cups into the stillest mead, and he’s done for. Sexually raged, like a curse, and willing to empty his pocket for pleasure. ****** As an orphaned omega who spent her time working herself off at the age of 18, life wasn’t much to write home about for Maya. That is, until she’s set up by her boss who drugs and locks her up to please a Lycan Alpha who’s under the influence of aphrodisiac. “If you’re in this room,” Leo says huskily, his breath fanning Maya. “It can only mean one thing.” “And what can that be?” Maya’s heart skips a beat. “To pleasure me,” Leo responds, bringing his lips lower to Maya and says against her lips, “And it’s not a request.”

After my engagement to Simon Page, he secretly planned a trip abroad with Yara Watson, the woman he had loved for years. The day before their departure, he was chatting with his friends and Yara in the lounge of a golf club. "Simon, you just got engaged, and you're already taking Yara on a trip. Aren't you afraid Rosalyn will find out?" Simon scoffed. "I hired a guy to pose as her suitor. He’ll keep her so occupied that she won’t have time to bother me. "If something really happens between them, even better. I can use it as an excuse to officially end the engagement and be with Yara openly." Standing outside the door, I trembled as his words sank in. Tears streamed down my face as I looked at the handsome man behind me, his expression filled with guilt. "Then let’s grant him his wish and get married." But just as I was preparing for the wedding, Simon suddenly knelt before me in agony. "Rosalyn, I was wrong. Please, don’t marry him!"

SHE WAS a typical student who always got bullied in the Stoneheart University, not because of her looks but because of her magic. She always believed that she was just a weak enchanter since the first time she used magic. However, things started to change the moment she encountered a weird guy who seemed to love black at an abandoned building's rooftop inside their school. Slowly, her unknown fate started to unfold. Out of the ten types of magic existing in their world with a lot of subtypes, why would she have to possess such a controversial one? Instead of not being able to use mana the way she wanted to, why must she have to obtain the one that is unwanted? Dark. Black. Two similar words that were always seen by people as evil. Light. White. Two words that were always regarded as good. In a world where everyone has a negative thought about black magic, could a person born with it last until the end while assuming she has such a difficult task she didn't even wish for? Book cover by Ate Angelica Maghirang

The company holds a management meeting. My wife's secretary, Lisa Carter, is checking IDs at the conference room entrance. She greets everyone who enters with a warm smile. But when it is my turn, she lets out a scornful laugh. I frown and pull out my Cybersecurity Department Manager's ID, but she doesn't even glance at it. "Mr. Torres, Ms. Shaw took pity on you and made you a manager. Do you really think you're somebody important?" I ignore her and dial the CEO's direct line instead. "Someone's saying my position is just charity from you. Is it true?"

El año en que renací fue el año en que comenzó la guerra de los vampiros. Lo primero que hice fue deshacerme del cachorro. El cachorro de mi compañero. El del Alfa Lucas. En mi última vida, él encubrió a su amiga de la infancia, Sarah, cuando ella se apareó con un vampiro. Tomó a mi propio cachorro de sangre pura y lo intercambió con el de ella, un bastardo mestizo. Me tildaron de traidora. Me torturaron hasta la muerte en una mazmorra de plata. Y mi propio cachorro, con el cerebro lavado por Sarah, se paró junto a mi cadáver y me dijo que me pudriera en el infierno. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba embarazada de tres meses. No lo dudé. Fui directamente a la cabaña de la bruja y bebí el veneno que me dio. Pero mientras una vida se agotaba, descorché otra botella: una costosa Poción Mímica. Esta simulaba el latido del corazón de un cachorro y hacía desprender el aroma de una madre en cinta. Lucas quiere un cachorro para que cargue con la culpa del crimen de Sarah. Bien. Le voy a dar un espectáculo. Esta vez, no tengo ninguna debilidad.