Mafia Fell Sans

A young doctor who has had to work hard at overcoming her unusual upbringing from leaving a religious organization when she was thirteen and then adjusting to the outside world. She is transferred to a new place but it was close to her orginal home. She went exploring and everything in her life changes. She is lured to a building by someone asking for help. When she enters the building the world falls apart around her. Then in the blink of an eye when she meets someone else who comes from the same group that she lived with, but never lived among them. He wants to learn about it to understand his parents. While they figure out all that is around them they find love as well. The two find something that they were missing in the other as they build on a friendship they didn't know they needed.

La sœur adoptive de mon mari m’a invitée à dîner, et pendant le repas, un tremblement de terre a eu lieu. Mon mari, pompier, est arrivé immédiatement pour nous sauver. Cependant, comme nous étions toutes les deux coincées sous la même grosse pierre, il ne pouvait sauver qu’une seule personne. Afin de sauver en premier sa sœur adoptive, qui était fragile et malade, mon mari m’a abandonnée, malgré le fait que j’étais enceinte de cinq mois. Je l’ai supplié de me sauver. Il a laissé la grosse pierre briser mon bras. « Ysaline a toujours été fragile et malade, si on la laisse ici, elle mourra. » Mais après ma mort, il est devenu fou.

I was abandoned and someone took me in, but being born in a mistake, I've never been a part of this world. Until a hit is taken out on me. I'm kidnapped in the night, heading to have fun, but waking up, it's to come face to face with Dimitri DiFronzo. Dangerous and heartless, Dimitri is the most feared man in the world. I've heard rumors about his potential. I find myself in a nightmare where I don't know who I can trust, and fear for my life is my only constant companion. I'm forced to be at Dimitri's mercy, I'm just not sure he has any. The fact that he is disarmingly attractive, doesn't help either. Tall, dark, and deadly. Knowing this, he uses it against me like a weapon, breaking down my walls faster than can put them up. There's a war coming, and I'm right in the middle of it. The only question is, will Dimitri be the one to save me or kill me?

“What the f*ck…?” That was all I could say when I found myself falling for the very same man who was pulling me into the dark.

Nelson had always taught women are nothing but playthings and money mongers, till he met Tasha. Rich and successful, he married Tasha just to help her family that was in debt but he never treated her with the respect she deserved. She was his trophy wife. Soon Tasha becomes independent and files for a divorce and leaves him. It is then he realizes he loves her and can't forget every night they spent together. He ends up chasing her like a highschool boy who just fell in love but she is moving on fast. He makes it a point of duty to cause havoc in her new relationship so he could have her back. And if he couldn't win her? She would be gone forever. You can't blame him, he's in love, would you do the same too? His choices are silly and not the best, and Tasha is stubborn, will he win her heart again? Find out when you read this romance tale of Mr Nelson Winning His ex-wife's heart.

Kliara was born into a family of werewolves hunters. She became fully aware of her family’s legacy when she turned 25 years old and at the same time her fate got entangled with that of a young man named Jacob who she thought was some low life. Surprisingly Jacob was never a lowlife but came from a long line of true Alpha. He disguised himself as a human and came to the human world for his own secret agenda. And as fate should have it, his secret agenda was entirely tied to Kliara and now he was faced with a very hard decision either to carry on with his agenda which in turn will hurt Kliara who he has become infatuated with or follow his heart which might lead to an even bigger disaster.

My withered rose Every night I sip from a glass of wine trying to forget this beauty and get it out of my head. But I'm back and shocked that I couldn't do it.. All women after you are far from being slaves under my feet.

When the House Fell Silent is a gripping and emotional family saga that delves into the lives of five siblings — Abby, Aubrey, Tshepo, Mathapelo, and the youngest, Gail — after the sudden death of their father. The novel explores the struggles of grief, the challenges of responsibility, the shadows of abuse, and the weight of family expectations. As the siblings navigate the complexities of marriage, work, and personal trauma, their mother emerges as a steadfast pillar, guiding them through turmoil while facing her own battles as an unemployed matriarch. With in-laws disputing the will and old family wounds resurfacing, the narrative captures the resilience, heartbreak, and courage required to survive. Told with intensity and sensitivity, this novel is a tale of love, loss, and the enduring strength of family bonds. Through trials and triumphs, When the House Fell Silent is ultimately a story of hope, healing, and the voices that must rise to reclaim a family’s future.

My three-year-old daughter was playing in the room, and she suddenly fell from the window of the room and died. In my past life, I held her lifeless body after learning the news, crying so hard I thought I would never stop. But when my husband rushed back, he slapped me across the face without a second thought. "How could you be so cruel? You actually threw her out of the window—she was only three!" I was too stunned to react. Later, my husband and my best friend teamed up and testified that I had thrown my daughter from the window because I had an argument with my husband. I was cyberbullied and labeled the "evil mom". Amid the public hatred and the pain of losing my daughter, I jumped to prove my innocence. Even in death, I still didn't understand. My daughter had been fine playing in the room—how did she fall out of the window? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she fell.

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.