La Señora Ya No Los Quiere

La reine alpha est de retour en ville… que va-t-il se passer le jour où elle recroisera son ancien amant ?

The day before New Year's, my younger brother announced he was bringing his girlfriend home for dinner. Excited, I drove my new car to pick them up, taking my daughter along with me. However, as soon as his girlfriend got in the car, her face darkened. "Henry, you didn't tell me your sister was staying at your place—and with a kid!" she snapped. I frowned and was about to explain when my brother quickly interjected, "She's not staying. After dropping us off, she'll be heading to a hotel." Only then did his girlfriend's expression ease. I swallowed my discomfort and asked my brother what he was planning. He leaned in with a conspiratorial grin and said, "Sis, don't cause any trouble for me, okay? My girlfriend is the daughter of the Cromwell Group's CEO!" My eyes widened in shock. Was not the Cromwell Group the same company my ex-husband had just handed over to me as part of our divorce settlement?

Everyone in the social circle of Kingsford said I was nothing more than a lapdog raised by Charles Mankin. I was always at his beck and call. I did every filthy, ludicrous thing for him under the sun. When he street raced, I rode shotgun. When he drank himself senseless, I made him hangover soup. When he chased girls, I prepared protection for them. Over time, everyone knew: Charles had a dog who never ran, never bit back, no matter how hard he kicked. They all said I must be madly in love with him. Even Charles started to believe it. So he pushed further, more freely, more cruelly, crossing lines as if they never existed. Then came my twenty-fifth birthday. He, in a rare stroke of mercy, said he'd celebrate it with me. But instead, what he got was the news that I was leaving the country. He went berserk, charging through the airport like a man possessed. I peeled his fingers off my wrist one by one, smiling like I'd never been happier. "Don't be stupid," I told him, still smiling. "That was never love." That night, Charles smashed apart his family home like a rabid dog.

—¿Por qué me has elegido?—Porque eres valiosa para mí —respondió, su voz oscura y peligrosa rozándome la piel de un modo que hizo que se me acelerara el corazón y me doliera el alma.—No te pertenezco a ti ni a ningún hombre —repliqué, temblando mientras me mantenía firme.—¿Quién ha dicho que yo sea un hombre?*****La princesa Evie Stanton vivía una vida de lujo que detestaba con pasión. Nada era bonito cuando se trataba de la alta sociedad y cuando su padre intentó obligarla a casarse con un hombre que le doblaba la edad, supo que tenía que salir de allí. No sabía que el capitán Thane, un príncipe dragón en busca de venganza, le había echado el ojo. El amor a menudo nos encuentra de la forma más misteriosa, y estos dos enemigos se unen para encontrar la forma de ganarse la libertad. ¿Serán capaces de dejar a un lado sus diferencias por amor?"La lujuria del dragón" es obra de Claire Wilkins, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

Ambre Delval, 23 ans, brune aux yeux bleus, est fiancée à Adrien Morel par contrat. Leur mariage est une alliance stratégique entre deux grandes familles françaises. Mais Adrien, arrogant et violent psychologiquement, traite Ambre comme une simple pièce de son jeu de pouvoir. Prisonnière d’une vie qui n’est pas la sienne, Ambre se sent éteinte. Jusqu’au jour où elle croise Anthony Lemaire, 27 ans, discret milliardaire dont personne ne connaît le visage. Brillant, mystérieux, brun aux yeux verts, il dirige une des plus grandes entreprises au monde sous couverture, préférant l’ombre à la lumière. Leur rencontre n’était pas prévue. Leur attirance non plus. Et pourtant… cette deuxième chance pourrait tout changer, si Ambre ose défier les règles de son univers doré.

I need to drive to and from work due to a change in my job scope. However, my father-in-law hoards my car and refuses to return it. My husband stands up for him. "How can you be so materialistic? So what if you have to take an electric scooter to work?" So, I sell the car. My husband points at me and snaps, "What right do you have to sell Dad's car?" I look at him calmly. "I've sold the one you drive too."

Contract marriage. (No string attached) Setting_ Los Angeles. Modern billionaire Romance. Proloque. Aryan Mahir, the CEO of A&M investment company who's produce the best quality brands in the whole Los Angeles, he can be describe to be cold hearted, grumpy, proud and egocentric. In order to maintain his status in the business world, he was to get married immediately, in order to get the biggest contract his rival companies are eyeing. He was set to find a wife as soon as possible. * Mia Johnson, a pity poor lady who suffered to make ends meet, she goes above and beyond just to send her only surviving brother to school, she lost her parents in a car accident, she grew up having almost everything in life, she lived a comfortable life until the world crashed around her and her parents was involved in a car accident that took thier lives, her uncle snatched away everything her parents owned leaving them with no money, and not even a shelter to live in. Everything gets worse when her brother fall very ill and needed an urgent brain tumor surgery, having no money, she tried to begged her uncle to at least help her brother but he threw her out of his house. Wandering around the lonely Street of Los Angeles, she bumped into a billionaire who happened to change her life forever. What happened when Aryan Mahir asked Mia to marry him for four months. For her to save her brother, she had to agree to the contract marriage, loveless marriage to a complete arrogant jerk. Will they love each other or their marriage will end immediately after the contract expires. *

Dans notre meute, chaque loup avait une seule chance dans sa vie d'utiliser un élixir d'amélioration pour renforcer ses capacités, mais cet élixir ne fonctionnait que s'il était préparé par soi-même. Dans ma vie précédente, même si j'étais une simple Oméga, j'avais passé mes journées et mes nuits à préparer mon propre élixir pour devenir la Gamma de la meute. Mais, le jour de la sélection, dès que je me suis transformée, j'ai totalement perdu le contrôle. Ma louve s'est aussitôt prosternée aux pieds de Victoria, la petite-fille du Bêta actuel. Sous les acclamations de toute la meute, Victoria est devenue la nouvelle Gamma. Moi, on m'a battue et humiliée. Tout le monde disait que j'avais volé l'élixir de Victoria, et c'est pour ça que je ne contrôlais plus ma louve. Ils m'ont coupé les deux mains et m'ont jetée dans une mine d'argent. J'ai souffert d'une douleur insupportable dans cette fosse, mes os rongés par l'argent. Jusqu'à mon dernier souffle, je n'ai pas compris… Comment mon propre élixir avait-il pu faire plier ma louve devant Victoria ? Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'étais revenue une semaine avant la sélection du Gamma. Cette fois, j'ai renoncé à participer et je suis partie seule dans la forêt pour m'entraîner au combat. Le Bêta Richard est resté planté dans l'embrasure de ma maison, me demandant par notre lien mental pourquoi je partais à un moment si important. Pendant ce temps, j'ai retiré mon amulette protectrice, puis je me suis transformée seule en louve pour aller affronter les loups errants sur leur territoire.

A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry." I reply, "Have you lost your mind?" Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?" I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child." The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words. Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.

Fiona had been acting as a stand-in lover for five long years, veiling her true power and presenting herself as meek and obedient, tirelessly tending to Darwin's every need, only to be taken for granted. But then news arrived of Darwin's impending marriage to a wealthy heiress. No longer willing to play the role of the submissive substitute, Fiona swiftly cut ties with the scoundrel, concealing her pregnancy, and fleeing. Five years later, she had undergone an astounding transformation, emerging as the heiress to a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate, earning the title of the investment banking goddess, esteemed by all in the sectors of finance. When they finally met again, the one who had searched desperately for five years, losing their sanity in the process, discarded all dignity and pride, humbly beseeching, "Please, do not reject me..."