Max Russo

She was supposed to be dead. Seven years ago, Aria Moretti vanished the night her entire mafia family was slaughtered in a coordinated massacre that shook New York to its core. The world mourned the loss of the Moretti empire. Her enemies celebrated. Everyone assumed the sheltered nineteen year old princess had burned with the rest of them. They were wrong. Aria survived pregnant, alone, and running for her life. She fled to Lagos, gave birth in hiding, and spent seven years becoming someone her father never allowed her to be: dangerous. Now she’s back. Not for closure. Not for peace. For revenge. But the moment she steps foot in Manhattan, she collides with the one man she never expected to see again Dante Russo, the soldier she loved and was forced to betray to survive. He’s no longer the loyal soldier from her father’s organization. He’s a self-made billionaire by day and the city’s most powerful crime lord by night. Ruthless. Untouchable. Still devastatingly attractive. He demands she marry him. Not for love for survival. Dante needs a wife to legitimize his expansion into international markets. Aria needs his protection and access to his network to hunt her family’s killer. Six months. One contract. No feelings. No lies. Except Aria is hiding the biggest lie of all.

I’m Isabella Russo, the mafia princess everyone loves to hate. Adrian Moretti—ice-cold underboss in a tailored suit—was sent to “discipline” me. I torched his villa, wrecked his meetings, even tried to make him lose control. At night, he did. Against glass, leather, marble—he taught me surrender and I hated how much I craved it. Then I learned the truth: Adrian was only a mask. His real name is Leon Moretti—heir to the empire and the fiancé promised to me since birth. It should have been a fairytale. Except my parents crowned a miracle sister who wasn’t a miracle at all. Elena slipped into my room, my heirloom, my future—and into his arms. When I was framed, caged in a walk-in freezer, whipped for a lie, he chose her. So I sold the engagement for $200M, left a single recording as proof, and vanished. By the time Leon becomes Don, he finally listens—to the tape that proves Elena’s an impostor… and to the echo of my footsteps leaving him for good. Now the most dangerous man in New York is done being careful. He’s hunting the woman he broke.

He’s been looking for someone to hold on to. She’s been waiting for the right guy. This Jersey Devil has a jaded past. Too many loveless affairs, sleazy backroom deals, and an overall loss of his love for life has led Maximillian Leeds to one conclusion. He needs a change. What could be more different for a city slicker than buying a ranch in Northern New Jersey? There’s just one problem. He has no idea how to run a farm/ranch/thing. What’s he even supposed to do on a horse? An announcement in a supernatural newsletter gets him a misfit group of lone Shifters that all have one thing in common. They each need an anchor to settle their beasts. Good thing the Motley Crewd Ranch is fully insured. Thinking he's made a big mistake, Max changes his tune when he meets his fated mate at the Devil’s Food Bakery. The pouty-lipped maker of decadent delights makes his mouth water. Can this Jersey Devil convince the curvy baker to be his?

I was reborn before I signed up for a scientific expedition tour to the South Pole. My boyfriend’s adopted younger sister used a system to forcefully exchange my physical senses with hers. She deliberately went out to do something good on a day with a temperature of 107.6 °F, like delivering water to the outdoor workers. On the other hand, I got so hot in a 60.8 °F air-conditioned room that I fainted from heat stroke. I begged Wendy Little to stop, but she feigned innocence. “You must make a good excuse if you want to lie like that!” Max Little sounded disdainful. “How selfish! You’re quite lucky to enjoy yourself in air-conditioned rooms every day. You can’t tolerate Wendy doing something kind.” Wendy took her time and basked in the sun for a month outside. People took photos of her and put them on the internet. Countless netizens were moved by her. But I died from heat stroke in an air-conditioned room. Nobody even found my corpse. If that was how it was, I wanted her to enjoy the coolness of -184 °F in the South Pole.

Hurt and betrayed by the man she had a one-night-stand with and was starting to love, Elaine Matthews is devastated to learn that she's fallen pregnant for him. Worse, she doesn't know him from Adam, nor did she have a way of reaching out to him. Plus, they didn’t part ways amicably.Five years later, Elaine moves to New York in search of greener pastures with her four-year-old son. When she snags an interview with one of the top-leading publishing firms in New York, she receives a rude shock when she discovers that the father of her son is in fact her boss, and to make things even more devastating, he recognizes her and tries to right the wrongs that happened between them five years ago.But this new life is uncertain as Elaine finds it hard to tell him that they have a son together. Worse, the more time she spends in his arms, the guiltier she feels. Will she learn to let go and tell the truth, or will her secret keep her from enjoying this new fun-filled life? What would be Max’s reaction? Would he believe her?

Ma sœur jumelle Rachel et moi avions épousé des frères jumeaux d'une famille mafieuse : elle avait épousé l'aîné Léon, un juge fédéral, tandis que j'étais mariée au cadet Max, chirurgien. Lorsque j'étais hospitalisée pour préserver ma grossesse, des ravisseurs m'ont kidnappée et séquestrée pour demander une rançon. Ils ont utilisé mon téléphone pour contacter Max, mais leurs trente-deux appels étaient tous rejetés. Furieux, l'un d'eux m'a frappée violemment le ventre avec une batte de baseball. J'ai tenté de protéger mon bébé, mais je l'ai perdu malgré tout. Les ravisseurs ont persisté à appeler Max. Lorsqu'il a répondu enfin, il a crié : « Annie a failli faire une fausse couche, je l'accompagne juste à un examen ! Cesse de m'harceler pour attirer mon attention ! » Ne parvenant pas à obtenir la rançon, les ravisseurs, humiliés, m'ont ligotée et m'ont jetée dans une piscine avant de s'enfuir. Alors que j'étais sur le point de me noyer, Rachel est arrivée à mon secours. Voyant que j'avais perdu mon bébé et manqué de mourir noyée, elle a appelé immédiatement Léon. Mais seule sa messagerie vocale a répondu : « Bonjour, c'est Léon. Je m'occupe en ce moment de ceux qui ont failli tuer Annie. On en reparle plus tard. » Quand elle a voulu appeler la police, son téléphone a rendu l'âme, à court de batterie. Et elle a dû me conduire en voiture. Sur le chemin du retour, une tempête de neige soudaine a provoqué un glissement de terrain. La voiture est tombée en panne dans ces conditions extrêmes, et nous sommes restées coincées, grelottant de froid. Heureusement, des gardes forestiers nous ont découvertes à temps, nous sauvant d'une mort glaciale. À notre réveil à l'hôpital, Rachel et moi avaient la même réaction : nous allions demander le divorce !

Synopsis: Not all betrayals should lead you nowhere. Max, my fiance, abandoned me on the red carpet, approached my claimed younger sister Fiona, and escorted her to the priest right in front of my eyes. In the end, he married her with the blessing of my parents. It's really hilarious how these people encouraged me to marry him. If that wasn't tragic enough, Fiona then splashed filthy water all over my beautiful wedding gown. I had no royal roots as the daughter of a prostitute, so I didn't argue or fight since I knew it would never end. But they all seem to forget one thing: a diamond was just an ordinary stone until a polisher revealed its worth. Life couldn't have treated me better by giving me the name Diamond, and I knew I wasn't destined for a dead end. I am the diamond, and I am waiting for the lucky one to polish me and reveal my real brightness. Do I need a polisher? Will I find someone to help me get back at those who have betrayed me? Or will I become my own polisher, shaping my own destiny?

What do you do when the person you've always loved is the same person who keeps hurting you the most? That's something Allison McConnell would like to know. Allison has had feelings for Derris Fox for as long as she could remember. Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one. As a musician and actor known worldwide, Derris was the dream of every girl and popular as he was, he was way out of her league. Allison thought she was doomed to be just one of his many fangirls until fate caused them to cross paths. Unfortunately, what would have been a dream come true for her turned out to be a nightmare after circumstances led to Derris developing an intense dislike for her causing him to treat her badly. Still struggling with issues at home along with her complicated relationship with Derris, Allison also has to handle being the object of affection of the equally handsome Max Crest, Derris' best friend which inadvertently puts tension between the two friends. As tensions heightens and Allison battles her feelings and enemies alike, will she make the right choice or will a sinister plot by a clingy ex ruin her chances at ‘happily ever after’?

Orang cacat memang ditakdirkan untuk tidak dicintai. Reina Andara terlahir dengan bawaan gangguan pendengaran sehingga ibu kandungnya tidak menyayanginya. Setelah menikah, dia dihina dan direndahkan oleh keluarga suaminya yang kaya raya juga orang-orang di sekitarnya. Suatu hari, cinta pertama suami Reina kembali dan mengumumkan ke seluruh dunia bahwa dia akan merebut semua miliknya kembali. Wanita itu bahkan berdiri angkuh di depan Reina untuk memamerkan kekuatannya seraya berkata, "Kamu nggak pernah merasa dicintai 'kan selama ini? Apa Max pernah bilang dia mencintaimu? Haha, padahal waktu denganku setiap hari dia bilang dia mencintaiku." Saat itulah Reina baru tersadar bahwa dia sudah salah. Harusnya dia tidak menikah dengan seseorang yang memang sedari awal tidak mencintainya. Reina memutuskan untuk melepaskan dan memberikan kebebasan pada Maxime Sunandar, suaminya. "Kita cerai saja, maaf aku sudah membuang waktumu selama ini." Namun, Maxime menolaknya. "Mau cerai? Langkahi dulu mayatku."

Tres días antes de nuestra boda, mi prometido, Raphael Russo, fue asesinado en un tiroteo entre bandas. Ni siquiera encontraron su cuerpo. Mientras me ahogaba en el dolor, unos comentarios aparecieron frente a mis ojos: [¡Despierta, niña! ¡El ataúd está vacío! ¡Fingió su muerte! El infeliz huyó para estar con esa perra manipuladora de Chloe, la que finge estar enferma]. [Mientras tú te desmoronas llorando en el funeral, Raphael se está revolcando con Chloe en la cama de un hotel]. [Cuando regrese, dirá que tiene amnesia. No sabrás nada y lo perdonarás. Pobrecita...]. Un mes después, la noticia de mi matrimonio con el Don de la mafia, Marcello Falcone, se extendió por toda Nueva York. La mano derecha de Raphael me acorraló, furioso. —¿Cómo pudiste traicionar al Jefe? Sujeté con más fuerza el brazo de Marcello y sonreí. —Una mujer no puede guardar luto para siempre, ¿verdad? Estoy segura de que Raphael, en espíritu, se sentiría feliz por mí.