Mafia Bride

A human. My mate? No. That wasn't right. Humans were weak. They were servants at best—slaves at worst. They didn't belong with us. They weren't made for love. I turned suddenly and slammed my fist into the stone wall beside me. The sharp crack of bone against stone echoed through the room. The boy had been dragged away, out of my sight, and I still felt the burn of his presence in my chest. My claws had already pushed out, sharp and uncontrollable. My eyes burned, the edges of my vision tinted red. The beast within me was on the edge of taking over. "He's nothing!" I roared to no one in particular. "He can't be my mate!"

A single misstep, and the consequences were severe. I am Moxie Guerra, known to all who know me as a devil with the face of an angel. At the age of seventeen, I am a woman with high standards in every aspect of life. I insist on the best food, the most luxurious clothing, and when it comes to men, they must be extraordinarily wealthy, attractive, and well-known. Born to my father's mistress, who passed away after my birth, I am scorned by my father's second family. As the daughter of a mafia boss, I was brought up in a perilous environment. No one perceived me as patient or kind. Instead, I was feared, much like my father, which was my Achilles' heel. However, when I discovered that my father had arranged my marriage to the richest son in the country without my approval, my rebellious streak surfaced. I wasn't just the daughter of a mafia boss for appearances. I was as obstinate and egocentric as my father. I decided to flee to a place where my father would least expect me to be. I stopped at the nearest bar for some liquid courage before driving to my mother's hometown. It was a humble province, filled with trees and dirt roads, a stark contrast to my opulent lifestyle. But my survival was more crucial than my sophisticated tastes. However, my car broke down in the middle of a vast highway on the way there. Despite being inebriated, I managed to survive. A man in a black Hummer arrived and came to my aid. His smile was menacing and disconcerting.

Ashton had always been deeply devoted. However, on the day his first love was diagnosed with cancer, he handed me a pill that could erase memories. "Macie," he said gently, "Lydia doesn't have much time left. Give me three days—to give her the wedding she's always dreamed of." "I promise I won't break your heart.This pill will make you forget, just temporarily. Once it's over, you'll take the antidote, fall in love with me again, and we'll get married—properly, this time." His eyes left no room for doubt. So I took the pill and swallowed it. No hesitation. However, what Ashton did not realize... I created the memory-erasing drug. There is no antidote. In three days, I'll forget him—forever.

Warning !! Mature content " * snippet" " This is the price you have to pay for killing my fiancee" he said with no emotions in his eyes" . tearing her clothes apart and forcing himself on her. Chloe was dumbstruck and tears fell from her hazel eyes. " this is what you owe Rose and I " he said in a cold and intimidating voice. with this her last wall of defence crumbled. She has no choice than to submit to him. A plane crash made her a murderer " It's her cross now and she must bear it "

Revenge was all she had left. After years of torment, Raven emerged from the ashes of her past. No longer a helpless girl, but a deadly predator. A single bite turned her into something more, something powerful, and she vowed to make men like her abusers pay. Abused, broken, and left for dead, she clawed her way back by becoming a predator herself, throwing men into her bed, only to end their lives before sunrise. No man could touch her. No man could own her. Until one night, she met him. Alessio Rossi. A man who is powerful, dangerous, and a ruthless Alpha. But when Raven tried to kill him, she failed. Worse, he spared her. Unknowingly, he was her mate. Now, trapped in a bond she never wanted, Raven’s world is thrown into chaos. She hated the idea of men, and yet, she had no choice but to accept the mate bond. Alessio, too, despised the idea of a Luna, yet they are forced to stay together for a certain period of time before they can part ways. In the midst of their hatred, a dark obsession festers. Claire, a manipulative wolf who is dangerously obsessed with Alessio, will stop at nothing to drive a wedge between them. In a world where love is forbidden and hatred runs deep, Raven must face the truth: Some bonds can’t be broken. And some desires are impossible to resist.

‘‘Why did you kill him?’’ Andrei enunciated slowly, his face red with anger. He was finding it hard to control his mate. *** Andrei had already chased Euthalia from the palace under the accusation that she had killed his father. All evidence was pointed towards her. So why was he having men abduct her and bring her back to the palace? Was it just another part of his revenge? Or was he willing to forgive her? Euthalia on her part had custody of the one thing that Andrei had ever wanted- his child. Could she trust him? And would she be able to prove her innocence before it was too late?

He is a prince, an unexpected news. He was the long lost prince of a kingdom and his grandfather was desperate to have him continue the line. But before he assume the crown, he has to find a bride, and have a child. What if he ask someone to pretend with him but ends up falling in love with her?

When Ava was forced to marry her stepsister Dora's impoverished fiancé Ethan, they never met. But the groom turned out to be a super hot billionaire. Dora snatched her wedding dress and wanted to be the bride again. Ava sat among the guests. Ethan, however, walked straight towards Ava and said to her, "You are the only one I want to marry."

Due to a conspiracy, she was forced to marry on behalf of her sister, the groom being the third son from the top-tier Windsor family. Rumors had it that Oliver was weak and sickly with an ugly appearance. However, who is this man in front of her who is so handsome that people are envious, and has a body comparable to a male model?! A subordinate reported, 'Mr.Windsor, your wife has been set up by the investors.' Oliver replied, 'Trace the funds, retaliate!' The subordinate reported again, 'Oliver, netizens are pairing your wife with a male model.' Oliver went into Natalie Watson's live broadcast room and started sending spaceship gifts like crazy, 'Sweetie, call me Darling!' Natalie Watson thought this marriage was a prison, yet he doted on her until she was in heaven. From then on, her cheating ex-boyfriend and trashy sister have to respectfully call her Aunt!"

"She thinks I deceived her. How would I tell her that she is the only person I have ever fallen in love with." ✧●✧ "L-leave me." She murmured as his proximity was making her senses erratic. "Because you don't want me."Only she knew the pain she felt while saying that sentence. "What if I say I want you?" His amusing smirk made her breath shaky. There was something changed in him but the eyes were the same as before. It was hard to find which side of him was true. "Why do you want me?" She wet her dry lips as he came closer tightening his hold around her waist. He chuckled at her sentence. "We are married." He said with an amusing smirk when he added. "I just realized that, I am married to the best person in the world who can fulfill my needs only." His black midnight eyes were getting darker.