Lucien Grey

Who is Eren? "My bodyguard." ~ Being the daughter of the wealthiest man of the town can be more problematic than one thinks. When a bunch of menaces frighten the Aiyer, a bodyguard is called to order. But he is not the typical bodyguard. No suit, no earpiece. Just a thick black leather jacket with grey jeans and black boots. But little does Hayat know who he is really. ~A refreshing, hot and romantic novel with a touch of mystery to sparkle your feelings~ Warning: Mature contents

"Strip" The words rang in my ear like a death sentence. I had the option to walk away but to save my lifeline, I swallowed my pride and obeyed the one man I swore I would never face again. Lucien Vaughn. My ruthless ex. “You betrayed me for money, didn’t you?” he asked coldly “Now, earn it” Cash rained over my trembling body, as if I was nothing more than his personal plaything. "Dance for me" ~~~~ Broken by her ex, Cynthia ran away with the man of her father's choice. Burying her past, she rebuilt her life from scratch until her ex returned, burning in the fire of revenge. He wants to ruin her, break her, and make her pay for the betrayal that turned him into a monster. But Cynthia is no longer the girl he once controlled. Even when desperation drags her to her knees, she refuses to bow. Her fire and defiance, only feed his obsession and reveal her deepest secret which changes everything... Now Lucien doesn’t just want her. He wants what she stole from him. She would die to protect it. He would kill to claim it.

The beach was crowded as it was summer and many families tend to camp and have fun during this period. A young tanned skinned girl of about eight years, sat on the sand a little bit far from her family. She had a darkblue hoodie on and a headphone over her head. Her beautiful grey eyes seem to shimmer as she stared with keen interest at the water, while humming a song softly and enjoying the quiet. However, her little peace and privacy was shortlived as a lad of about ten years old, endowed with curly jet-black hair, ran along. He stopped however, on seeing her. She turned to see the one invading her quiet only to see the boy staring at her. She looked at him without saying a word, holding his gaze. Time seemed to fly by as they both continued their staring match which was eventually interrupted, when another lad of same age as the boy came by. "Jordan! There you are. Come, Mom calls for you." The blonde haired lad said, looking at the girl briefly before dragging the other along who continued to stare at the girl from his shoulders until she was out of eyesight. "Hey Elle!" A little girl of same age as the grey eyed, called as she ran towards her. "Come see the sand castle that Rosalie and I built." "Jordan," the grey-eyed girl whispered.

“I’ll take her, her tears taste nice” “The wedding holds tomorrow, I’ll come back for my bride then, bye for now” That was all the devil had to say to pull her into his dark and bloody world. His words are final , his silence speaks His presence cold and hot His aura speaks of great and might power He who rules Italy without stress Feared by the government and the people in the country He is who he thinks he is. He’s Gerald Grey. Roseanne Kent a twenty years old college student who’s hated by her father and sisters. She found herself being sold into a marriage with the most feared and most powerful mafia lord in Italy. At the mention of his name, the city stays quiet, getting on his bad side is a direct call for death. What happens when the most feared and most powerful mafia lord gets married to a mere twenty years old lady who was to sold to him as a bride for a billion dollar? What happens when Roseanne Kent finds out there’s more to Gerald Grey than what people know? What happens when the truth about Roseanne’s mother comes to light? What happens when the truth about the mystery death of Gerald Grey’s Six ex-wives is revealed?

I never meant to fall for him. When I took the job at Mr. Grey’s mansion, I only wanted a quiet life. Clean, cook, keep my head down, and earn my money. Nothing more. But then I met him. Mr. Grey was nothing like I expected, he wasn’t cruel or careless like the rich men I’d heard about. He was calm, strong and Kind in a way that caught me off guard. The more I watched him, the more I wanted to understand him. He rarely smiled, he kept his distance. But there was something in his silence, something gentle, something real. Slowly, I started to care. Then I started to feel something more. And just when I thought I had figured out my heart, and started winning his That was when his son, Adam, appeared. Bold, playful, and dangerously curious about me. The kind of man who likes trouble and causes it. Now I’m caught between duty and desire. Between a man whose heart I’m starting to love and another who’s trying to pull me away from it. This is my story. A story of quiet longing, forbidden feelings, and the one man who sees me like no one else.

Jessica Lawrence was the most devoted child before her father wed his secretary in the wake of her mother's death, Jessica's life slowly turned 360 degrees after her stepsister drugged her and her father sent her to Poland, severing all ties with her. That one-night stand caused her to become pregnant, giving birth to Cornell who was a brilliant child. But the man Jessica spent the night with was a well-known business tycoon and a sophisticated Billionaire Liam Grey. Liam Grey intended to find her but mistook Jessica's step-sister for her. Jessica's destiny worked overtime to ensure that she was with Liam when she returned with her son after seven years. “My sweetheart, you are mine. And you are powerless to stop me from touching you," Liam Grey spoke huskily. When his son suddenly barged in, “Daddy, Mommy is precious. You can't hurt her." “Your mommy is my life. How can I hurt my life? And stop hogging her time. You've had your mother's love for seven years. It's now my turn to monopolize her affection." “Urgh! You two are annoying!” Pouted Jessica left the room.

All my life, I craved nothing but love. But my life had been marked by tears, pain, and bad decisions. Escaping the misery of a foster home, I ran straight into the arms of a cruel Mafia Boss. It didn't take long before his handsome mask fell off, revealing the monster beneath. After three years of constant abuse, I finally slipped from his grasp, but my freedom turned out to be more fragile than I thought. I had run away from brutal prison only to be sold at the auction and locked up in a golden cage. My new owner was Grey Maledetti, the wealthiest and most feared man in New York. I braced myself for more cruelty, but it didn't come. I thought I could escape him, but he wouldn't let me slip away. The more I tried to resist, the harder I was drawn toward him. He was dangerous. He was possessive. He was intoxicating. I breathed him in like a drug, slowly becoming an addict. I thought he would destroy me; instead, he mended what was broken. He embraced my every weakness and lent me his deadly strength. Grey Maledetti is no knight in shining armor. He is the King of Hell, and now his blade is pointed at those who hurt me…

Eu concordei em me transferir da Academia Central do Lobo com Lucien porque ele disse que estava sofrendo bullying. Aos dezoito anos e ainda não despertado, em uma academia obcecada por pureza de linhagem e dominância, ele se destacava de todas as formas erradas. Então, ele me implorou para partir com ele, para nos mudarmos para uma escola menos exigente, onde a linhagem importasse menos. No dia anterior ao que deveríamos finalizar tudo, eu fui procurá-lo. Do lado de fora da porta. Foi quando eu ouvi. Um de seus companheiros Betas falou arrastado, divertido. — Eu admito, Lucien. Fingir que você estava sendo caçado apenas para fazê-la deixar a Academia Central por você. Outra voz hesitou. — Vocês dois cresceram juntos. Você vai realmente deixá-la ir assim? Lucien respondeu sem pausa, seu tom relaxado, levemente divertido. — Não é nem no exterior. Ela ficará bem. Então, mais frio. — Ela se agarrou a mim desde que éramos crianças. Eu estava ficando cansado disso. Isso é… eficiente. Eu não o confrontei. Eu me virei e fui embora. De volta ao meu quarto, reabri o formulário de transferência. Risquei o nome da academia de lobisomens comum que ele alegou precisar, e escrevi o nome daquela em que meus pais insistiram anos atrás. Todos haviam esquecido de algo. Eu sou a única herdeira da Alcateia Bloodmoon. E Lucien, um filho ilegítimo tolerado pelo Alfa da Silvercrest, nunca tocaria o trono de Alfa sem um vínculo formal comigo. Um dia, ele perceberia que o que descartou não foi apenas a minha devoção.

Acepté transferirme fuera de la Academia Lobo Central junto con Lucien porque él decía que lo estaban acosando. Con dieciocho años, y aún sin despertar, en una academia obsesionada con la pureza de sangre y la dominancia, él destacaba… pero por las razones equivocadas. Por eso me rogó que me fuera con él: que nos cambiáramos a una escuela menos exigente, donde el linaje importara menos. El día anterior a que diéramos fin a todo, fui a buscarlo. Fue entonces cuando lo escuché. Uno de sus compañeros Beta habló arrastrando las palabras, divertido: —Te la concedo, Lucien. Fingir que te estaban cazando solo para lograr que ella dejara la Academia Central por ti. —Ustedes crecieron juntos —vaciló otra voz—. ¿De verdad vas a dejarla ir así? —Ni siquiera es al otro lado del mundo. Va a estar bien —respondió Lucien sin pensarlo, con un tono relajado y un tanto divertido, antes de tornarse más frío—. Se me pegó desde que éramos niños. Ya me estaba cansando. Esto es… eficiente. No lo enfrenté, sino que me limité a darme la vuelta e irme. De regreso en mi habitación, volví a abrir la solicitud de transferencia. Taché el nombre de la academia de hombres lobo común a la que él decía que necesitaba… y escribí la que mis padres habían insistido durante años. Todos habían olvidado algo. Yo era la única heredera de la manada Bloodmoon. Y Lucien —un hijo ilegítimo al que el Alfa de Silvercrest apenas toleraba— jamás tocaría el trono Alfa sin un vínculo formal conmigo. Algún día, él comprendería que lo que había desechado no había sido solo mi devoción.

Saat Sienna melakukan kesalahan dalam tugas pertamanya jadi pelayan, Duke dingin nan kejam yang sudah menduda selama lima tahun itu memecatnya tanpa ampun. Namun, Sienna memohon dan akan melakukan apa saja asalkan jangan dipecat karena takut dibunuh oleh prajurit kerajaan yang sedang mencarinya akibat kesalahan ayahnya. Menjadi pengasuh anaknya di siang hari, di malam hari Sienna harus menjadi penghangat ranjang Duke Lucien, tanpa terkecuali!