Lord Orochimaru Son

("You belong to me, okay? Once you think about someone else, you'll be punish!" - lord Stan Elthen Indelcio.) Si Stan Elthen Indelcio ay walang oras para sa pag-ibig dahil tanging paghihiganti lang ang nasa isip niya, hanggang sa nakilala niya ang isang magandang gangster chic na nagdala ng parehong liwanag at dilim sa parehong mundong ginagalawan niya. Gagawin niya ang lahat para lang mapasakamay ang sutil na dalaga. Hindi sigurado si Haidei tungkol sa mga motibo ni Stan nang kunin siya nito mula sa sariling grupong Ruffian upang magtrabaho bilang isa sa miyembro ng kanyang gang na Stygian. Ginawa ni Stan ang lahat para kumbinsihin si Haidei na mahal niya talaga ito pero isang hamak na playboy college student lang talaga ang tingin nito sakanya. Ang gusto lang gawin ni Haidei ay alagaan ang kanyang grupo, kaya napunta siya sa deal na panghabambuhay para sa mga gastusin at kaligtasan ng kanyang grupo, sinusunggaban niya agad ang pagkakataon. Hindi niya alam na ang pakikipagkasundo kay Stan ay isang kulungang imposibleng takasan. Unti-unting napawi ang kanyang ngiti, at ang kanyang tawa ay nalulusaw hanggang sa ang natitira na lang ay ang sirang puppet sa impyerno na nilikha ng kanyang personal na hangarin. Si Stan Elthen Indelcio, ang pinuno ng Stygian Beast, ay tumayong mag-isa para hanapin ang humamak sa Ina nito. Brutal, walang awa, at mapanganib, si Stan ay kinatatakutan ng lahat - maging ng mga halimaw na naglalayong patayin ang kanyang kaluluwa. The instant Stan notice what's happening, he took her under his wings, and even though he's all sharp edges and has threatening screams, she feel safe with him. Kung ang kaligtasan niya ay kapahamakan ni Stan? Ano ang gagawin niya? Hayaang mapahamak si Stan para sa kalayaan niya?

His face was inches from mine. His breath ghosted over my lips—warm, whiskey-scented from dinner and my body remembered him instantly: the way he’d pinned my wrists, the slow grind of his hips, the filthy things he’d growled in my ear while I came apart beneath him. He leaned in. I felt the pull—like gravity, like hunger. My lips parted on instinct. Just one more inch and we’d be kissing again, messy and desperate, right here in his car like teenagers who couldn’t wait. But reality crashed in. I jerked back, pressing myself against the door. “We can’t.” His jaw ticked. “Why not?” "Because I practically raised you.” My voice shook. “Because your mom is my best friend and I'm way older than you..." "I don't care" he bit out, shocking me even further. "I’ve wanted you since I was old enough to know what wanting meant. And don’t pretend like you don't feel something too." Sophie helped raise him. She was there for homework, school runs, and the lonely years when his parents were too busy. To her, he was just her best friend’s son. Years later, she catches her husband cheating on their anniversary and loses her unborn child due to the shock, Sophie spends the night with a stranger that she never expects to see again. But the stranger is Antonio — the boy she once helped raise. Now he’s all grown up. Powerful. Successful. And off limits. She manages to escape from him — so she thinks — until days later, she gets hired in a fashion company where Antonio is the CEO.

After passing through the lowest point in his life, the trash son-in-law has risen. After passing through the lowest point in his life, the trash son-in-law has risen.

Clara thought marrying billionaire Victor Draven would save her family and give her peace. But peace doesn't exist inside the Draven mansion— In fact, it has never existed. Only secrets, temptations, and danger wrapped in luxury. And when his son returned home, things took a dark turn. His gaze burned, his words without filters, and his touch felt like sin wrapped in a handsome face. She shouldn't want him. But in a house built on lies, desire might be the deadliest secret of all.

They say the devil wears a three-piece suit. Mine wore a ring stamped with a golden lion, the symbol of the Ricci mafia. It was on a night of fire and ashes that my life changed. My name was Alaya, and I was just a girl among many others, born in the alleys of a neighborhood where poverty poisons you from the cradle. My mother, sick, had only me... and the debts. That night, they came. They knocked on the door. Three men in black. Not a word, just an envelope, and a chilling phrase: — "Your daughter is still a virgin, isn't she? The boss pays dearly for that." I had no choice. His name was Santino Ricci. Cold. Magnetic. Dangerous. The head of one of the most powerful families in Italy. He looked at me like one looks at precious merchandise. Then he said: — "You will be my wife. No matter how you feel." And I signed my condemnation. This marriage was not a union... but a gilded cage. I learned to survive among snakes. I saw death. I saw blood. I heard the screams of girls who, like me, had been sold. But what they had not anticipated... was that the little broken virgin would eventually bite back.

"You thought being pregnant would make you Mrs Rossi??" He growled, gripping my chin tighter between his fingers. I frantically shook my head, let alone being his wife. The thought of marriage alone never crossed my mind. My everything trembled in fear of his anger ...I had never seen this side of him. Warm fresh tears streamed down my cheeks like waterfalls as I tried to pry his hand away from my face, but his grip only grew tighter …so tight I could feel cracks forming on my jawline like streams to an ocean. "You were wrong" he punched me in the face. The force of his punch forced me to fall back on the ground and scrape my elbows when I used them to break the fall. I couldn't feel my nose and the sudden metallic taste in my mouth only enlightened me on the reason why, he broke my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain already he moved closer to me and, gripping a fist full of my hair pulled my head up and punched me again. " ...I love my wife" he stated, the truth I failed to see or perhaps simply ignored all that time I spent clinging to him. When her love takes everything away from her, Angela is left with nothing but hate and need for revenge. She returns back to her homeland after two years of living abroad with a new identity, determined to make everyone who had hurt her and her family pay. Everything takes a complicated turn for the worst when she unintentionally falls in love with her next victim on her death list... Nico Magliolo, her ex-lover's/enemy's son. Continue reading to find out what happens when Nico finds out the truth about the woman he loves...

Kasumi Azai finds herself at the center of a delicate negotiation to end the longstanding feud between the Red Sun and Blazing Winter packs. Against her wishes, her uncle pressures her into a marriage with Severin de Rosa, son of the Blazing Winter pack's Alpha. But Kasumi's plans are thrown into disarray when she discovers that her Alpha mate, Thaddeus de Rosa, is in fact the Alpha of the Blazing Winter pack and secretly desires her. To further complicate matters, Thaddeus's twin brother, Theodore de Rosa, also claims Kasumi as his mate. And just when she thought things couldn't get any more complicated, Kasumi finds herself attracting the attention of their uncle, Cretheus de Rosa, who could jeopardize her relationships with the twin brothers and her husband. Caught in a tangled web of desire and duty, Kasumi must navigate a precarious path to keep the peace between the packs. How can she avoid conflict when everyone but her Alpha mate's son has designs on her? And how can she prevent the Alpha mate's son from becoming the catalyst for an all-out war between their respective packs? ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Moon Goddess' Daughters series: Kiena, the Goddess of Gallant and Retribution

My husband took our six-year-old son to meet his first love, using him as a cover. At some point, he sent our son to buy burn cream. My sweet boy then encountered a lunatic who stabbed him to death. The pain in my heart was unbearable. When I saw the burn cream still in my son's hand, I broke down in tears. Yet, my husband called to berate me, "Look at the son you've raised, Shayla Joy! He burned Claire and didn't even apologize. Get him back here right now!"

Raven Godfrey was supposed to be a cardiologist, but a certain event leads her to change her career and become a child Psychologist. Raven rescued a 3-year-old child named Alastair Remington son of a billionaire and strict owner of RM corporation Ace Duke Remington. Alastair's Mother tried to kill both of them using nitrogen gas, but unfortunately Raven save the child on time. Witnessing his mother die in front of him, baby Alastair doesn't talk because of the trauma. After 2 years, Raven saves the child again from getting hit by the car. Shock is an understatement when Ace Duke Remington heard his son speak for the first time and to his surprise, his son's first word is calling Raven her mommy. As Ace Duke Remington sees hope, he does everything to make Raven agree to the marriage proposal and become Alastair's doctor and temporary mother. Will Raven be able to cure baby Alas or will she be able to cure the heart of a strict and cold billionaire Ace Duke Remington?

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 1 [Also known as PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS] 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 When my mother's declining health forced me to reconsider my career options, my boss steered me in an unexpected direction. The was simple: get in, get the information, and get the out. Except, it wasn't that easy. Especially when my target was the most nefarious man alive in New York. The closer I got to him, the more I saw sides of him I never expected. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding and eager gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs. One might think he would stop at that, but—devil, help me—he needed more. More than I was ready to give. There was a reason I never wanted to the Underworld. When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, but nothing prepared me for the worst. The truth about the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister. 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒 We all know what they say about sweet things: when consumed excessively, they turn from savoury to bitter. That was what she was. A poor excuse for a sweet I wanted to devour. I wanted to make her suffer with the same intensity. She deserved it. And so did her scheming sister. Only, I didn’t know the latter was dead, and I might be the one at fault. But did that stop me from craving her? , no. My desire to have her magnified. She became mine the moment she walked into my life with those hauntingly blue eyes. She could give me the one thing I never had in life: happiness. But being the master at ruining everything, how could I ever be the man she wanted me to be?