Luffy Highest Bounty Novelas e Histórias

Elara Vance thought she’d found her happily ever after when her boyfriend proposed. Instead, she found him in the arms of her best friend, right after he’d forged her signature, emptied her bank accounts, and sold her father’s company to the highest bidder. Left with nothing but crushing debt and a target on her back from ruthless loan sharks, Elara is ready to give up. That is, until Silas Vane steps out of the shadows. Silas is 6’5” of cold, calculated power, but he’s facing a war of his own. To secure his billion dollar heirloom from his backstabbing stepmother, the cold ceo needs a wife. He’s willing to buy Elara’s freedom, pay her debts, and reclaim her company, if she agrees to a year and a half of domestic pretense. The rules are simple: No catching feelings. No real intimacy. Just business. But as old betrayals resurface and a dangerous kidnapping forces them to choose between their pride and their lives, Elara and Silas realize that the only thing more dangerous than their enemies is the fire burning behind closed doors. The contract was meant to save them but The passion might just destroy them.

Kiara after years of torture is sold to the highest bidder at the slave market. Alpha Adrian could not resist the urging from his wolf to buy the malnourished human slave who came with a lot of baggage from her past. However, her citrus scent was enough to drive him over the edge ********** A cruel smile played on his lips as he chuckled darkly. "Oh, but you do. And I know you hate me too. But don't worry, I don't hold your hatred against us. It's justified, after all. And I bear no grudges," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Tears welled up in my eyes as a deep sense of despair washed over me. I felt utterly powerless, trapped in a cycle of abuse and manipulation.  I shrank back and remained mute. My uncle's temper was scary, one minute he was happy and the next he was crazy. "I will renovate the room and make it more girly for you." "Okay, sir," I replied, biting my lower lips, when he touched my cheeks I felt cold shivers run down my spine. I wished he would just disappear. 

In a world of wars and betrayals, a world of racism and injustice, a world that applies the law of the jungle, a world ruled by force, only the strong write history. Religions and beliefs multiplied, and there were many gods, each sect believes in the god it deems powerful. The strong been worshiped and the weak waits for someone to protect him ,All this has produced for us one belief that has become one of the pillars in all religions. Most religions adopt the idea of ​​the "Savior", which claims in short that the world will remain full of evil and corruption until the appearance of the "Savior" who will fill the earth with justice and equity... Perhaps our problem on this earth is that most people are waiting for someone to come to fix their societies, instead of doing it. This is the story of the man who came from the western land and became the "Savior" only to destroy this belief. The man who thirsts for power reached its highest levels, and there he found the absolute truth behind what is called good and evil. How did he transform from a hero and king looking for justice to a man thirsting for power and revenge, from an innocent man to a man who might stain his fists with the blood of the gods if necessary, from a weak man to a man who rules the heavens and what is below.

He doesn’t want my heart. He wants my submission. But in the dark, they feel exactly the same. ​To the world, Julian Vance is a visionary—a reclusive, billionaire architect whose towering glass monoliths reshape city skylines. To the criminal underworld, he is the Architect of Ruin, the master strategist who designs inescapable underground vaults and flawless heist routes for the highest bidder. ​Clara Rossi is a brilliant conservator tasked with restoring Julian’s ancestral estate. She is looking for hidden history; instead, she uncovers an encrypted ledger that details decades of blood money. Before she can flee, the heavy steel doors seal shut. ​Julian doesn’t kill her. That would be too simple. Instead, he traps her in his gilded cage, offering an impossible ultimatum: sign a contract to become his wife and silent accomplice for one year, or watch everyone she loves vanish from the face of the earth. As Clara enters Julian's world of shadows and luxury, the lines between her terror and her desire begin to blur. She vowed to find his weakness and destroy him—but she didn't count on his darkest design being her own undoing.

Elena Rossi thought it was just another job. One more shift. One more night serving drinks to rich, powerful men. She didn’t know she was the real product. Trapped inside an exclusive, invite-only event, Elena finds herself dressed up, displayed… and sold to the highest bidder in a private auction she never agreed to. And the man who buys her? Cillian O’Rourke. Irish CEO. Ruthless Mafia king. A man with blood on his hands and control in his veins. Now she lives in his world, in his penthouse, under his rules, surrounded by danger she doesn’t understand. She fights him. Defies him. Swears she’ll never belong to him. But Cillian isn’t interested in forcing her. He wants her to want it. To feel it. To come undone under his gaze until resistance turns into need. Because when Elena Rossi finally breaks… She won’t be trying to escape him anymore.
She’ll be begging for him. One job. One auction. One man who decides she belongs to him, and won’t ever let her forget it.

Clara Sterling’s life changes overnight when her family’s billion-dollar empire is ruthlessly sabotaged into bankruptcy. With her father facing prison, Clara makes a desperate, dangerous choice: she enters the Midnight Gala, an exclusive underground auction where the daughters of fallen elite sell their freedom to the highest bidder. She expects to be bought by a stranger. Instead, the final, staggering bid comes from Ares Volkov—the cold, untouchable tech titan who orchestrated her family’s ruin. Ares didn’t buy Clara for her beauty, he bought her for total submission. He forces her into a strict, one-year contract, trapping her in his penthouse as his personal assistant by day and his captive sexual companion by night. Ares vows to use her to dismantle the last remnants of her father's pride. But as Clara fights back against his cruel rules, Ares’s icy resolve begins to crack. Trapped together in a high-stakes game of manipulation and burning desire, Clara uncovers a dark secret: her family wasn’t innocent, and Ares's vengeance stems from a betrayal deeper than she ever imagined. As the line between hatred and obsession blurs, Clara must decide if she is his captive or the only woman capable of ruling his dark empire.

On the night of my engagement party, Luca Moretti walked his childhood sweetheart over to me. "Clara accidentally stained her dress," he said. "Let her borrow yours for a while." He added, "Everyone knows you're the main character tonight. It doesn't matter what you wear." I didn't bother objecting. The gown was already on her. I stood behind the half-closed back door in a borrowed black dress while his men laughed over their whiskey. "Luca, is your real fiancee going to lose it?" someone asked. Luca barely looked up from his glass. "Anna is going to be a Donna. She needs to learn grace." Another man snorted. "Besides, she's an orphan. Where's she gonna go without you?" Luca smiled. "She can't leave me." They didn't know I had never been an orphan. I had buried the Valenti name for five years because I wanted Luca to love me as Anna, not as the Valenti daughter. My father is the Mafia Chairman, the man every family answered to when the highest table met. That night, I took off the Moretti emerald ring, left it beside the guest book, and called home. "Papa, I’m not marrying Luca. Don't come to Chicago."

My mom was a brilliant programmer. She created an app called "Shake for Allowance." After my brother and I downloaded it, she told us, "From now on, this is how you'll get your living expenses. On the first of every month, just shake your phone. Whatever number you get is the amount you'll receive. "The range is from zero to ten thousand dollars." At first, I was excited. Every month, I shook my phone with anticipation. However, every time, the result was the same: 0 dollars. My brother, meanwhile, always landed the highest amount. "Wow, sis, your luck really sucks," he said. Even when he showed me the transfer record for ten thousand dollars, there was a smug smile on his face. When I confronted Mom, she brushed it off, saying my luck was bad and that no one else was to blame. With no other choice, I worked three part-time jobs just to support myself while studying. On the night before my final exams, I collapsed from exhaustion and died. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day my mom created the "Shake for Allowance" app.

The entire Silver Moon Pack knew that the Alpha, Wayne Smith, was completely devoted to me. After I casually mentioned that I liked the aurora, he immediately flew me to the Arctic Circle on his private jet. We stayed there for an entire month. I once offhandedly said I wanted to see meteor showers, and he took control of the Frost Moon Pack, the one that controlled the highest peak. He built a palace there just so I could lie down and look up at the entire Milky Way. On the night of the full moon, he swore before the whole pack. "I, Wayne, will have only Nina Shaw as my mate in this lifetime. My love will never waver." In front of all the werewolves, he knelt on one knee to put my shoes on, making it unmistakably clear that I was his one true love. Even when he shifted into his wolf form, he would forgo his pride and allow me to touch his head. But just moments ago, I reached into the pocket of the suit he had changed out of and found an ultrasound report. [Six-week-old pup with a normal heartbeat.] However, as the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, I wasn't pregnant at all.

For three years, Laurie Rayne lived as the perfect wife. She was silent, devoted, and invisible in the shadow of the Voss empire. Every bestselling creation credited to the Voss name bore her fingerprints, but none bore her name. And Zane Voss, her cold, distant husband, never once gave her his heart. Now his first love is back, and Laurie is nothing more than a forgotten pawn; discarded, humiliated, and blamed for everything that went wrong. But when her younger brother's life is on the line, Laurie begs Zane for help… only to be spat on and called a leech. Cornered by desperation, Laurie does the unthinkable… She auctions herself off to the highest bidder. Theron Blackmoor: ruthless billionaire, feared businessman, and the man who buys her at a price that shocks the world. He makes her his possession, but promises her power in return. Anything she wants: except her freedom. As Laurie experiences the dark, seductive world of Theron, she uncovers secrets that were never meant to surface. Zane is not done with her. And the past she thought she left behind may be the key to taking everything back. Love was never part of the deal. But is it? Revenge? That was always the plan. ♠