Master Of Iron

She was said to be the treasure in their kingdom, the white wolf pack. She was the queen's newly born princess. Born to save their world, she was forced to leave the extramundane life she would have when the clan of bloodsucking vamps attacked their peaceful kingdom in the middle of the night under the sight of the goddess of the wolf moon, Diana. Her protector, an ever witty brilliant half-wolf half-vampire sent her to the ordinary world. "She is the treasure. She must be protected!" However, covered with shining gold cloth, she was left alone in front of a wide huge iron gate of a blue blood family. "Something's sparkling in front of the gate, Jon!" Halley woke her husband up in the middle of the night. "Wait! Let me check!" the still drowsy man got up wobbling as he went outside and glanced at the snow-white skin baby with long candy corn hair and bluish-purple eyes. . "Whose the ugly baby?" rubbing his still sleepy eyelids, the sixth-year-old Vince asked his parents. "Don't you call her ugly? From now on she is going to be your baby sister. Her name is Arianna!" his mother gently answered as she stroked his head.

Shock, cold and absolute, rippled through me. My jaw dropped. “Owned? I am not an object! You can’t just—” His dark chuckle cut me off. It was a chilling sound, devoid of warmth. “Oh, but I do, little bird. You became mine the moment your dear brother, Carlos, sold you to clear his debts. Along with almost all the shares in your father’s company.” The air left my lungs in a ragged gasp. What was he talking about? That couldn't be true, yet the look in his eyes said otherwise. He had sold me like an object, like chattel. Rage, raw and unadulterated, surged through me, eclipsing the fear for a fleeting moment. I tried to push past him, to escape and to run anywhere but his hand shot out, grabbing me by the neck, not quite choking but enough to hold me in an iron grip. He pinned me to the wall, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning with an intense possessive fire. “You now belong to Lorenzo Blackwood,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You are mine. To possess. To claim. To own.”

In the glittering world of high fashion, SPENCER HAYES, A 25 years old. is a name that stands out. Sassy, unapologetically gay, and fiercely independent, Spencer is the vibrant force behind his own fashion empire. But his life takes a dark turn when he witnesses something that shakes him to his core-the murder of a man at the hands of his best friend's brother, DMITRI ROMANOV. To the world, Dmitri is the suave COO of the prestigious Romanov Empire, but beneath the polished exterior lies a far more dangerous reality. He is the elusive mastermind behind the ROAR mafia, a ruthless criminal organization that rules the underworld with an iron fist. Despite his cold, calculating demeanor, Dmitri has a secret-he's been watching Spencer from afar, drawn not just to his beauty but to his untold past. When the two men collide, it sparks a dangerous game of power, passion, and revelation. As Dmitri seeks to uncover Spencer's deepest secrets, their connection intensifies, blurring the lines between love and control. Dmitri's dark world of violence and strategy contrasts sharply with Spencer's glamorous life, yet together, they form an undeniable bond that neither can escape.

“You welcomed me into your empire, thinking I was one of you. But I’m not here to inherit your name—I’m here to bury it.” Hannah Hawke has spent her life hidden behind a mask of quiet resilience. When her father is murdered by a powerful, wealthy family, she plunges into a web of despair, lies, betrayal, and unexpected romance with Theodore Devereaux—the powerful billionaire son of the very woman she’s meant to destroy. Assuming a new identity, she infiltrates the empire, determined to expose its darkest secrets. Along her path of vengeance, Hannah must become the very thing she never expected: an impostor. With enemies closing in, Hannah must become the master of the very game created to destroy her. Will she get the vengeance she solely desired or be consumed by her false facade?

"Ibu apakah Faizi punya ayah? Teman-teman disekolah selalu mengejekku sebagai anak haram yang tidak punya ayah." Seorang anak kecil yang berusia sekitar empat tahun, tampak merengek dengan manja didepan seorang wanita muda yang sangat cantik. Angeline memandang wajah anaknya dengan penuh kasih sayang dan membelai rambutnya sambil berkata, "Tentu saja Faizi punya ayah, ayahmu adalah seorang pahlawan yang gagah berani. Nanti pasti kamu akan bertemu dengan ayahmu." Sementara itu Darko, ayah anak kecil itu sebagai seorang Jendral Besar yang bertanggung jawab penuh atas keamanan negara Nusantara, sedang dimedan perang bertempur dengan gagah berani melawan para master tentara negara musuh.

Ryan Smith was known as the Ruthless Rockstar in the world. His fame and success crossed the boundaries. He was a stunning and wealthy singer. But the music that brought him prosperity also developed an arrogance in him. Instead of blood, ego and dope of fame rushed into his seams. Across the seven seas, Tara Sharma was a simple girl, living a normal life with her family. She was calm and confident. She was a brilliant student of engineering, studying hard to achieve a scholarship in a prestigious university for her master's. Her dreams are to accomplish success in her life. For Ryan music is his life that made him a triumphant Rockstar. But one night in his concert, someone disrespected his music, she was none other than Tara. Her face was imprinted in his mind. Tara unintentionally collided with the Ruthless Rockstar, who now vows to ruin her life…!  

Tom could make my body ache with just a word. The closer he stepped towards me the more I would crumble to my knees, ready for what he had in store next. I couldn’t imagine a normal relationship anymore.. this was more. This was my more…. . “Yes master”, I responded bringing my mind out of deep thought. ~~~~~ Anna was newly 21, heartbroken and looking for anything but complicated, and that’s when Tom entered her life. He was everything she didn’t know she wanted. But he came with his own set of likes. If you don’t like explicit, erotic, steamy novels, turn back now! As unsure as you are about where this story is going, I’m just as in the dark. Follow along with me as Anna and Tom’s story unravels.

It is 9:00 pm, and a soft glow still lights the master bedroom on the Lowe residence's second floor. "Helena, there's only a month left before the marriage agreement ends. Once it's up, I'll go ahead and arrange the fake death." Sitting at her vanity, Bianca Lane types the message and sends it to her mother-in-law, Helena Johnson. A reply comes back almost instantly. "Bianca, you've worked so hard these past ten years. You've taken such good care of Sebastian and even gave birth to a child for our family. "To me, you've always been my daughter-in-law. Why not just forget about the agreement?" Reading the message, Bianca unconsciously tightens her grip on her phone before quickly typing her response. "No, Helena. Let's just stick to the agreement."

Ava Adams tolerated living with her stepfather and her douchebag of a stepbrother. She lived her life being maltreated by them until luck smiled on her and she got a job to work in the Kings'mansion as a babysitter. She was glad to leave the hell hole she called a home. She got the shock of her life when she found out it wasn't a little boy she would babysit, but a grown up man. A very sexy, mouthwatering one at that. Fate brought Alexander King, the young billionaire and the master of the mansion to her. He got into an accident few years before and was not his normal self. What are you doing? Read more to find out how their journey of love began and who made Alex that way. Will their love prevail? Will Alex take revenge on those who made him that way?

I leave my boyfriend without a word when he's at his lowest. He later makes a name for himself and forces me to marry him. Our relationship goes viral online and becomes the subject of everyone's envy. They all say he's desperately in love with me, but he later sleeps with other women in our bed. I fall from grace and become the city's biggest laughingstock. I don't cause a scene. Instead, I move into the guest bedroom and leave the master bedroom for them. He's furious as he grips my neck roughly. He bites my lips, drawing blood. "Why aren't you mad?" Because I'm sick. I don't have the time to wait for him to see the error of his ways anymore.