Letty Ortiz Fast And Furious

I’d been married to my husband James for three years. On Valentine’s Day, he gave his stepsister, Mia, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, along with millions in jewelry. I, on the other hand, received a free bouquet of roses. When I didn’t look thrilled, he accused me of being a gold digger. “Mia never had anyone to care for her growing up. Why are you competing with her? Isn’t being Mrs. Smith enough to feed your vanity?” Furious, I stormed out of the house. When a car lost control and came barreling toward me, he instinctively rushed to protect Mia, who was standing a full ten feet from the road. I was the one who ended up in the hospital. Lying in that bed, I finally gave up. I signed the divorce papers without hesitation. “Giving up the title of Mrs. Smith is the dumbest decision you’ll ever make,” he told me, looking down at me from above before walking away. Seven years later, we met again. He took one glance at my simple dress and laughed out loud. I didn’t bother to respond. I just held my daughter close and waited for her father—the richest man in the city—to arrive.

A week before summer break, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart threw a fit, insisting on going to Tanond to watch a strip show. She even convinced our entire class to go with them. I kept warning them that it was not safe, that it could be some kind of new scam, and begged them not to go. When they refused to listen, I secretly reported it to the police. On the day of their departure, the police stopped them right at customs. A few days later, a male stripper suddenly went viral overnight. When she found out about it, she got so furious her eyes turned red. “It’s all Zoey’s fault! If it weren’t for her, we could’ve seen an international superstar's strip show!” On the first day we went back to school, they drugged me and made ten men teach me how to dance. “Didn’t you stop us from watching a strip show? Then you can perform one for us yourself.” The next day, my photos of strip show were all over social media. After that, I jumped off a building out of despair. When I opened my eyes again, it was once again the day his little sweetheart demanded that trip to Tanond.

The moon decides what you are… Crescent-born serve. Full-moon-born rule. Eclipse-born die. Ava was never meant to live. Born beneath an eclipse moon— the mark of the Werewarg, her kind are executed at birth for the damnation & chaos their power brings. Hidden all her life beneath the roof of those who despise her, Ava’s existence is a mistake waiting to be discovered and erased. But when fate sends her to Moonspire Academy, the brutal training ground of the Reigns, she humiliates the wrong opponent— the Alpha Prince himself. And by doing this, she commits an unpardonable offense as the Prince is furious, but instead of death, she’s given the unthinkable — she’s given an order by the King to train his son; the same Prince (whose kind hunt down her kind) Now, as forbidden sparks ignite between rivals, the Kingdom trembles beneath prophecy’s shadow. Because Ava’s secret is darker than anyone imagines...
 Yet when her truth is revealed, the Reigns will learn that the ‘supposed monster’ they feared might be the only one who can save them… While an arrogant Prince’s heart would soon be opened to a better truth… “Enemies by blood. Bound by fate. When the moon darkens and the air reeks of death, even monsters can become queens...”

I went abroad for three years to build a lab and save my husband's company from collapse. After endless struggles, I finally cracked the technical problems and developed the core technology. When I returned home with that breakthrough, I saw the airport video board plastered with the same impossible headline—my husband was getting married. I felt a hot, furious ache and took a taxi straight to the venue. … A woman who had cared for our household for years blocked me at the gate and sneered. "Who do you think you are, showing up at the Stone family's wedding? Get out of here, or I'll get security to throw you out." For a moment, I stood rooted, but then the bride appeared, walking out of the villa in a wedding gown. It was the woman Adrian Stone had once told me was dead—his first love, Evelyn Sutton. She wore my wedding ring on her finger and looked at me with pure contempt. "You want to make a scene at my wedding?" she said. "If you do, you're really asking for trouble. My husband, Adrian, won't hesitate to take care of you." I folded my arms and let out a cold laugh. "Adrian's getting married? Funny, I don't recall getting an invitation."

"Did you just lie to me?" He asked in his lowly yet furious voice. She felt shivers running down her spine, as her heartfelt sinking. She tried to speak but couldn't find her lost voice, but she knew if she keeps him waiting, it could be dangerous for her, so she shook her head in a 'no'. But unfortunately, it was not convincing enough as he approached her, making her take a step back. Smiling sadistically at her whimpering body, he towered her. He licked his dried lip, sensing her fear and lowered to her level, purring in her ear, "On my lap, baby doll." ~ 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃| 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐑| 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ LOONA, University of Heros was established by dark Queen herself, in order to protect the super-powered kids, until and unless they are capable enough to protect themselves but others as well. The school was known for its powerful attire and not only providing students with high-quality facilities or topmost security but also helped them use their powers as the elementals. Saving herself she, recognised as a psychopath, dominated the whole super-powered school, alone. But what if she gets someone from her competition? Will she be able to save herself from the darkness of the universe? Especially when he himself is interested in getting the girl? 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: This story not only contain sex scenes but also have BDSM and DDLG elements. So VANILLA readers QUIET the story RIGHT NOW!

“Why didn’t you tell me you are the mother of my kids, Emma?” His countenance is soft but stern. “It was a contract.” My voice falters. He didn’t choose fatherhood. She didn’t choose him. But destiny and betrayal leave them with no choice at all. Billionaire Alexander Willoughby built his empire on control. Then his grandparents stole his DNA to create the heir he never asked for. Betrayed and furious, Alexander vowed never to be manipulated again. Emma Johnson thought the surrogacy contract was simple: carry a baby, save her mother, keep her sister in school, and walk away. She never planned to meet the children she birthed. She never planned to fall in love with them—or with their father. Now, as the nanny to twins Bernard and Bernice, Emma’s secret has exploded. Alexander feels deceived. Emma feels cornered. And circling them both is Sophia, Alexander’s ex and Emma’s stepsister, who is determined to tear them apart and claim the life she thinks she deserves. Neither planned this bond. Neither wanted these stakes. But the twins they share will tie them together in ways neither can escape. When secrets ignite, pride shatters, and desire grows impossible to resist, walking away may no longer be an option. A story of power, betrayal, sacrifice and a love neither of them saw coming.

My son accidentally ate peanuts and suffered a severe allergic reaction. I threw away all the anti-allergy medication in the house and even hung up when he called 911 for help. I watched helplessly as his airway swelled shut and he suffocated to death. In my previous life, when my son struggled to breathe, I immediately drove him to the hospital. After an intense rescue effort, he survived, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, my mother-in-law stormed in, furious, accusing me of being a monster and blaming me for nearly killing him. I hurried to explain that he was fine. Yet, when I presented the doctor's report and discharge paperwork, I was horrified to discover that they had turned into a death certificate. My son, who had been resting safely in the ICU, was gone. He had somehow appeared in the morgue. Refusing to accept it, I checked the surveillance footage. However, the footage clearly showed that my son never left the operating room. Instead, it was just me, talking to myself the entire time. I had no idea what was happening. No one believed me. They locked me in a psychiatric hospital. In the end, as my condition worsened, a swarm of frenzied patients attacked me and tore me apart alive.

When I turn 20, my grandfather's old friend—now the richest man in the country—lays out photos of his grandsons in front of me. He says, "Pick one to be your husband." Without hesitation, I choose Nathaniel Chapman. Everyone in the room is stunned. After all, it's no secret I've always been hopelessly in love with George Chapman. I used to swear I'd marry no one but him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married George. And because of that marriage, he inherited the lion's share of his grandfather's wealth. But after the wedding, he started an affair with my sister. My parents were furious and sent her abroad to study. George thought I was the one who exposed them. From then on, he hated me to my very core. Women came and went at his side, each one resembling my sister more than the last. The betrayal crushed me. I fell into deep depression. Later, he secretly replaced my medication with slow-acting poison. I died with a child in my womb—alone, bitter, and betrayed. Now, I've been reborn. This time, I choose to let them have each other. But what I don't expect is that George has been reborn too.

" I can give you anything in exchange of that baby, Luca! Call the shot, what do you want?" " Be my mistress for the lifetime, baby girl." **** Kiera Stevens was supposed to pursue her modeling and acting career gloriously. Marriage? Probably yes! Her Baby? No way! **** Flourishing star from the Entertainment Industry, Kiera Stevens was a 18 year old promising figure from the modeling world. Coming from a prominent family, she had everything in her life until one night stand changed her life. On the heat of alcohol, she lost her virginity with a stranger that changed her whole life. Azrael De Luca, the Mafia King from the underworld was desperate to find the girl whom he fucked mistakingly. Afraid that his opponents would use her against him, Azrael kept searching for years until he met her accidentally. Things changed when he met her furious eyes, the fire that she held between her green robs. Azrael was supposed to take away his sole heir from her but what if he wanted the mother and child both! Rejection came repeatedly and the whole world was shocked to see the Mafia King at a girl's mercy. The game of seduction started but a world of darkness is never blessed with love.

Diane is a young pretty girl who is an orphan and works as a maid for Alpha Denzel. Diane and her younger sister were happily living with the Alpha until he chose an evil lady called Morgana as his mate and Diane's life became a nightmare. Eventually, Diane and the Alpha found out they were fated mates and the Alpha rejected Luna Morgana and Diane became his Luna. Morgana was furious and plotted to kill Diane. She eventually succeeded and murdered Diane in the most gruesome way. Diane was brought back to life by the Moon Goddess and she gave Diane another face and supernatural powers to avenge her death. Diane comes back as a transformed girl completely different from her former self and her main mission was to destroy Morgana and take her rightful position as Alpha Denzel's Luna. However, she was shocked to realize that Morgana had acquired supernatural powers which she used to hypnotize Alpha Denzel to make him love her. Diane now has to use her powers to set the Alpha free and destroy Morgana. Will Diane succeed in avenging her death and destroy Morgana? Will the cunning and evil Morgana defeat Diane? The battle lines are drawn and Alpha Denzel is caught in between the web. Find out what happens in this intriguing story of Love, hate, murder, deceit, revenge, supernatural powers, and lots of plot twists.