Knockout X Breakdown

A marriage that had everything to work out, this is that of Dalia Penedo who did everything to win the heart of Carlos Salazar and have his "Happily Ever". But as time goes on, things change... and so do feelings. Although Dahlia loves her husband, her curiosity makes her embark on the dangerous virtual world, where she meets Mr.X, a man who will snatch the young woman’s heart. Dahlia is now divided: She loves her husband, but is madly in love with X. This is a real story , where the choices she makes, can change her future for the better... or for the worse.

S.I.X. Also spelled SIX, or simply the number 6. With over eight billion people in the world, seven of those eight reckon with the name S.I.X. To the oblivious masses, it’s just a name. To the fairly informed, it’s a jinx, bringing destruction. To the cops and government, it’s their nemesis. And to the Mafia world, it’s the legacy of a legend. * Ten years in the Italian ‘La Fratellanza’ Mafia family, SIX has harbored a fervent urge to hang up his boots and leave the dark world he has grown to love. But he, more than anyone else, knows the rules: the brotherhood is forever, and the only way out is in a body bag. With much appeal, he is cut some slack and given one condition - protect the Rodriguez heiress until she finally gets wedded to the Capo of the La Fratellanza family. Frustrated, SIX unwinds at a bar and ends up in bed with a mysterious vixen. The next morning, he takes the first flight to NYC to begin his assignment. But there she is, in the arms of the Capo, and he finally learns her real name - Arabella Rodriguez, fiancée to the Capo, heiress to the Rodriguez empire... and his fucking one-night stand. A bloody twist! But the beginning of a catastrophe in his quest to leave the dark world.

I gasp, surprised and he leans towards me. I catch the scent of his cologne and the faint scent of the cigarette smoke, lingering around him. But underneath it, there’s the scent of earth and rain. I see his muscles flexing under the thin linen of the shirt. I also notice the outlines of a scar, running down his forearm. I imagine his hands on me, his lips on mine. What is happening… Why am I thinking this? “Oh, don’t worry, Lily. “ his smile is canine, the words that come out of his mouth are a snarl, “I won’t touch you. I don’t want to. “ When her mother got sick, Lily had no choice but to marry a man she never met. At that time she didn’t know Arthur Stark was not only beautiful but as cruel as the rumours said. Her husband is a cold billionaire involved with the mafia. He never touches anyone. Not even his own mate.

They are never going to find the bodies of the men she killed at her mating ceremony. Neither would they find her. Her name is Emmeline Carrington, and she is King Carrington’s daughter and the last female Lycan. ************** Emmeline loses everything on the best day of her life: her family, mate, and pack, all gone in an instant. She’s determined to survive and prepared for anything until she meets him: Darius Fletch. Sold to him for only £15,000, she must serve him with her body. But soon, she discovers that Darius, who owns her, may be the same devil from her past. The instant Darius sees Emmeline on the auction stage, he knows he’d have to outbid everyone else for her. He may know who she is, but she’s now under his command. He plans to leave her breathless and begging for more on his bed, but there’s one flaw in his plan: her feistiness. Will his darkness consume her, or is there more to Emmeline than meets the eye? Rated PG 18+ | Graphic scenes and explicit language | Trigger warning.

“Sir, the new student got into trouble in class ! They asked you to come !” I pulled a long face while my Lycan gritted out in my mind. “That’s our mate, punk !” Ever had the shock of your life that the man you hate the most on the first day of college is your foxy hot, male professor and surprise, surprise, surprise- your roommate too ?! Add to it that he does NOT belong to the human world ! Amidst bitter pasts and complicated relationships is the added fear of the Dark Overlord, who is hell-bent on destroying the entire supernatural world as well as the human world. Will the roommates get their act together and finally be one with one another ? Will human laws allow the student-teacher relationship to bloom into a satisfying romance ? Will the last surviving Lycan in the human world be able to avenge the death of its pure blood Lycan pack ? And finally, will the Lycan race survive at all?

Atasha Quinn thought she had a perfectly planned life not until a promise from the past hunts her down. Atasha has one goal in life and that is to become a well-known neurosurgeon but when Conrad Sawyer appeared in the picture her dreams came crashing down because Conrad made her realize that her life is full of lies. Atasha refused to accept her written fate but no matter how hard she tries to deny she can't change the fact that she is bound to marry Conrad, a ruthless Mafia who messed up everything. Atasha was forced to live in a world where she was told what to do but when secrets from the past unveils she found the strength to fight and get her sweetest revenge. Will love sprout when one's heart is filled with hate and pain?

In a world where girls of my age crush over guys their age, I chose to love my handsome billionaire uncle blindly. You can judge me if you want, I don't give a fuck anyways. After anticipating his return for almost two years, he returned with some woman, whom he called his fiancée. No… that's something I wouldn't take, he is mine, always has been and always would be. Watch me go great lengths and even milestones to get my uncle to fall in love with me. They might call it childishness but I call it unwavering persistence to get the one I love.

lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd like to forget to get a book out of my locker, so I went to go quickly and went to get it. I was leaning against the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door. When warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move" being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hands backward. I hear a grunt and turn to find the person hunched over as they hold part of their face "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. and then he looked up. the first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. it looked so smooth, and 1 almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering It was him. Six. He is the most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook.

For six years after their marriage, Miranda Stone devoted herself wholeheartedly to being Mrs. Gibson. She only found out later that while he was abroad, Felix Gibson had been secretly keeping his first love by his side. Miranda had once believed that even the coldest heart would eventually warm if she just loved hard enough. But that belief shattered the day his beloved first love won an international award and threw a lavish celebration—while their daughter was being wheeled into a freezing cold operating room. That was the moment Miranda finally woke up. She took back her worthless love, filed for divorce, and walked away with her daughter without ever looking back. Once she picked up her career again, the woman who used to be a stay-at-home wife transformed into one of the most sought-after experts in the medical field. Her research papers were published in top international journals. Her breakthroughs won prestigious awards across countries. When she stepped back into the spotlight, glowing with confidence and ready to give herself another chance at happiness, the man who had always held himself above everyone else—so composed and restrained—finally broke. He lost it completely. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse with desperation. He dropped to his knees in front of her, pleading like a man who had lost everything. “Mira, please don’t leave me.”

My back hits the cold glass of the penthouse window, the city glittering a thousand feet below us. Sebastian’s hand is at my throat—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who I belong to. “You were talking to him,” he says, voice low, dangerous. His other hand is braced beside my head, caging me in. “You smiled.” “It was just—” “Don’t lie to me, Ocean.” His thumb brushes the hollow of my throat, and my pulse jumps so hard he feels it. “You’re mine. Every glance. Every breath. Every inch of you.” I should be furious. I should tell him I’m not his property. But then his mouth is on mine—rough, consuming, tasting like the whiskey he hasn’t let go of since the gala. I moan before I can stop myself. That’s all the permission he needs. His hand slides to my waist, fingers digging in as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish. The heat between us ignites like dry kindling. It’s dangerous. It’s too much. It’s everything. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark enough to drown in. “One year,” he murmurs. “That was the deal. But you… you’re making me want forever.” And in that moment, I know the worst truth of all— If Sebastian Velez decides to keep me, I won’t even try to run.