Legacy At Riverdale

Sarah's life takes an unexpected turn when she's forced into a loveless marriage to an old man. Determined to break free and follow her dreams, Sarah escapes, only to find herself caught up in new troubles. Can Sarah overcome the challenges and protect her newfound freedom and love?

Oftentimes, we hear about people who are lost in paradise with vague memories about their past. Within the same location, they could find their true love. It could be sweet, romantic, and exciting. But that is the very thing that Essi Paulsson is wary about. Her fiance, Oneil Mercator is missing and she has to take him back before their families might find out. Just when she has finally found him, there is a woman that stands in her way. Essi realized that there is more to fight; both for career and feelings. Racing against time, these two people will keep on recovering the lives that they lost. But with destiny’s trickery, can they try to pursue each other’s wishes after all?

After discovering the last remaining vaquita in the whole world, Amara Hayes, a marine biologist, was determined to study the creature for her research. One night, she organized a setup in order to get a closer observation of her subject, when a gorgeous man with golden eyes and tail suddenly showed up and warned her not to touch his pet again. What if fate decides to cross their paths again? Will Amara continue living her ordinary life, or will she choose to want more of his briny kisses?

We got caught in a blizzard—me, my fiancé Melvin Dunn, a few of his colleagues, including Sally Blom. Middle of the night, I woke up shaking. My heavy-duty sleeping bag—the one built for minus forty—was gone. In its place? A flimsy summer quilt. Sally was curled up in my bag, fast asleep in Melvin's arms. I shoved him hard. "Why is she in my sleeping bag?" He pulled me aside, whispering, "Keep your voice down. Sally's kinda fragile—she's about to catch a cold. You're strong. You'll be fine." I pointed at my feet, already numb. "So I'm supposed to freeze to death for you two because she's 'fragile'?" He frowned. "God, Peyton, stop being so dramatic. It's just a sleeping bag. Think about the team for once." I laughed, tears slipping down my face. Didn't say another word. Just crawled back into the corner, grabbed the sat phone, and called my brother—Captain of Stormfang Rescue, an elite international search and rescue team. "Hugh, come get me. The coordinates are... Remember—I'm alone."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered softly into my ear, while looking deeply into my eyes. I swallowed gently and nodded. I could feel his huge cock against my thigh and I shuddered, my breath fast and urgent. "Then let's start with a kiss." He said and kissed me. His lips were soft, gentle, and sweet. Then as he gently pulled away, it awakened a long buried memory. Adele Turner comes back to a town that once ridiculed and humiliated her, to confront her past. She is forced by her father to marry billionaire Dan Richards, a man with an equally troubled past. Their home immediately becomes a battle ground. Both must fight against outside forces who want to tear them apart, uncovering long time secrets while they try to get Another Chance At Love. Trigger Warning: This book contains, sexual assault, some domestic abuse, child abuse, and talks of suicide. Read with caution, but it has a happy ending.

"Butlers don't just serve, they fight and solve crimes!” Kidnapping in the richest town in Paris, France became rampant and not just any normal kidnapping but this mysterious and notorious group only kidnaps heiresses or the daughters of rich families and merchants in France and those girls are hard to find by the police forces and officials. That notorious group kidnaps the girls without leaving a trace. In order to investigate this matter as well as catching the criminals and masterminds behind this, Theodore Doyle, a police intelligence spy was hired to investigate and was hired to pretend as a butler inside the House of de Saint-Germain, one of the richest, wealthiest family in France and he’ll be servicing Claudette de Saint-Germain who will also be the next target of the kidnapping syndicate.

I turned a nobody from the streets into a Mafia, and I defied my papa—a man who loved me more than anything—to do it. For five years, I cast aside the honor of being a Principessa, all for the dream of a life with him. I thought the man I loved was on the verge of becoming the next Don of the Moretti family. But then my papa collapsed during his prayers in the church, suffering a massive cardiac arrest in the one place he believed was most sacred, most safe. Robin was by my side day and night, whispering encouragement. "Isabella, you have to be strong. It's the only way your papa can rest in peace." I was planning our wedding, ready to marry the man I thought I could trust with my life, when I overheard him talking to his mistress, Ava. "We finally got rid of the old bastard." "Once I marry Isabella, half the Moretti empire will be ours.." The five years I had willingly dedicated to him had been nothing more than an incubator for his twisted ambition. I wiped my tears and became the Moretti family's princess once more. I swore I would make them pay in blood. So, on the night before my wedding, I picked up my phone and dialed my brother's number. "Brother," I said. "It's time to close the net."

Myracle is a rich billionaire who meets Cedric and they fall in love but what Myracle doesn't know is that Cedric is his mother's toy boy who works to satisfy her sexual needs. Cedric however does this to keep his mother who is ill well taken care of.When the secret is out Myracle's father puts a hit on Cedric and accidentally kills his own wife. In addition to that secrets unravel that Myracle's father killed Cedric's father and stole his empire.

My half-sister and I were both married on the same day. She was supposed to be sent away to a distant kingdom as a peace offering, branded with an ill-fated destiny. I was supposed to marry the Crown Prince and become the future queen. Yet the night before our weddings, my stepmother orchestrated a switch. In my previous life, I stormed into the wedding ceremony desperate to expose the truth. My sister immediately threatened to kill herself to prove her innocence. The Crown Prince caught her just in time, but the shock caused her to lose the baby she claimed to be carrying. The Crown Prince was furious. He accused me of fraud and attempted murder of the royal heir. He ordered my head shaved and my face mutilated before having me thrown into the peace bride's carriage. I became the laughingstock of the entire capital. My half-sister took my place as Crown Princess, gave birth to twins, and eventually became the beloved empress. Meanwhile, I died on the road to that foreign land. When I opened my eyes again, drums and music thundered outside. The wedding procession was already waiting. A voice rang out, "By royal decree, we have come for the bride!"

The Moon Goddess never chose me. At least, that’s what I thought. Abandoned as a baby, raised as Ridge Storm Pack’s pity project, I learned to fight for every grade, every scrap of respect, every breath inside Silver Ridge Academy’s walls. A place built on the Great Accord where wolves, fae, witches, and dragon-blooded heirs train together under wards older than memory. A place where dominance is currency, and I’ve always been bankrupt. Then they found me. Callum. Jaxon. Rory. Seth.
The Ridge Storm Quadruplets. Thirty-five years old, untouchable, infamous. Alphas without a Luna, warriors feared across Lycandra, second only to the Supreme Alphas who oversee the realm for the triplet Lycan Kings themselves. They say no wolf has ever been chosen by four Alphas. The bond resonance that detonated between us has never happened in history—ten out of ten on the wards. Unprecedented. Impossible. And yet, here we are. Their storm, their blaze, their rogue, their prince.
My shadows. My chains. My undoing. Every touch sparks like lightning. Every glance feels like a promise I’m terrified to believe. Because if the Goddess gave me to them, She can take it back. And I don’t know what’s more dangerous—fighting this bond, or surrendering to it. One thing is certain: the closer my birthday—and my first shift—draws, the more the power inside me rises. Something none of us understand. Something even the Supreme Alphas are watching. And when the truth comes out, not even the Great Accord will save me.