Maybe In The Next Lifetime

“He’s 40, filthy rich, and off-limits. I’m 21, bratty, and bored. Trapped together on an island—with secrets, tension, and no escape.” All Salvi wanted was to get out of trouble. But what she found was her billionaire godfather’s forbidden past… —and maybe, something more dangerous than punishment: Desire.

Staring at the guy who just left the world for me didn't seem right to me; something was breaking in me I did not know what but something was there... breaking into tiny pieces; shattering maybe. " A-as-ash... " I called his name but he did not answer; his closed eyes are scaring me but the chill is scaring me for the first time... the chills I was familiar with scare me at this moment. " Maya, " I could not hold back the tears when I heard his voice; crawling away from him, my body shivering from the strong sense of cold terror that filled in my bones. I killed him " R-ro-Roy, " I breathed out but did not feel my breath back. " he has to die, Maya, he has to die, " those words did not seem right but these are maybe true. or maybe not " 3 hours, Maya... 3 hours, " that was what I am left with 3 hours. .

The mafia world is a dangerous place to be and the worst place is no other place than Fiorelli’s empire. An Italian mafia empire ruling over half of Italy and America. People like Janelle have no choice but to serve wholeheartedly knowing fully well that they can die anytime. Janelle’s parents had owed the capo and they died still in debt leaving Janelle to pay the price. When the illegal son of the Capo, Dante Fiorelli set his eyes on Janelle, He made his decision right on the spot to make her his sex slave and play his father. Feelings happen when you least expect them and when you’re not allowed to have them. These two are in for a ride of a lifetime especially with bad things bound to happen in a world like theirs.

“I don’t share what’s mine, Dove,” he warned. “And who said I’m yours?” Even as I was rejecting the notion of 'belonging' to another person, heat stole my body and mind in the predatorial claim, with the dark warning of the stranger's body and eyes. “You,” a dark and still warm grin steals his gorgeous features as every inch of me rose to his hands, silently begging for his continued attention....“You were made for me Dove and I want you to be mine this week..... Forget the cheating ex on a once in a lifetime vacation to the keys..... Ellie has no idea what fate, or her childhood friend have in store. Find out in Part One of DJ and Ellie's Second Chance BDSM Romance.

She was the Luna they broke. He was the Alpha they feared. Together, they'll bring down a kingdom. After being betrayed by her husband and sister, beaten and left for dead, Samantha Walker rises from the ashes of her past with nothing but a vow for vengeance. Saved by Thorne Vale—the Mad Alpha of the Nightwalker Pack—she finds a new world of secrets, power, and dark allure. When a fake marriage becomes the only way to stay in the Nightwalker Pack, Samantha agrees, seeing it as a step toward her revenge. But as she plays the game of seduction, she discovers Thorne is far more than a means to an end—and maybe, just maybe, more broken than she is. She plans to use him. He plans to tame her. But neither is ready for the storm they’ll unleash when passion meets fury, and secrets come clawing back. Would they succeed? Or their secrets would tear them apart? Find out in this gripping tale of love, revenge, betrayal, and crimes.

"Truly, I am dangerous but it is nothing for you to fear." He said, tossing away the head of the vampire he had just yanked out and was still dripping with blood, while he moved closer to her. "Why?" She asked, trying her best to sound bold. "Because I am yours." *** Maybe if someone had showed Ivy what the future would hold if she decided to go to a nightclub a night before her arranged wedding, throw the word 'mine' to the first greek god she sees and have a one night stand with that stupidly rich greek god, maybe she would have just accepted her fate, stayed home and gone to her arranged wedding in the morning to pay up her father's debt. But no fortune teller had warned her and so she did all the above. Now here comes the consequences. Some are bad, some are spicy and some are just mysteriously unexpected.

Five years ago, Elena Carter made the mistake of a lifetime — participating in the ruthless billionaire’s smokescreen, Damian Sinclair. A night to remember, never to forget, and then she slipped away, taking a secret that could tear apart his world. Now, intent on revealing a scandal, Elena reimmerses herself in Damian’s world. But when he learns the truth — that she kept his son from him — he is furious, possessive, and unwilling to let her slip away again. He gives an ultimatum: split the year with him or lose everything. Stuck in his frigid, gilded universe, Elena fights against his hold, yet the spark between them won't extinguish. With secrets unraveling and enemies closing in, Damian and Elena find themselves in a deadly

BLURB: My life has never been my own to live or control. At age eighteen, I am sold to the Lycan King by my father – a man everyone fears for his cruelty and respects for his power. Cast into a world ruled by his steel-hard will, I am doomed to be nothing more than a servant in his palace. Tristan Price is everything I detest: cold and unfeeling, arrogant and merciless – and completely out of my reach. But each time he's close, my unfaithful heart beats faster, and I don't know if I want to flee from him or into his arms. Is this my fate? To be the servant of a man who treats me as nothing more than property? Or is there something more than that behind those icy eyes, maybe I'm just delusional. Maybe escaping is the better option, especially after I find out that I'm pregnant with the child of the most hated man in town.

“Who are you? You don't even know me. Why are you helping me?" I asked, and he just went back to his straight, expressionless face. "I'm D..... You are?" he asked, and suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. It must be because he looked like a cold-hearted person; maybe the chills were coming from him. Or maybe because I couldn't even get past the first letter of his name. Why won't I remember his name? What happened to me? What did my brother do? Why won't I remember the name of my mate?! Mated to the Beta of her pack, Diana struggles with sleepless nights as a Stranger visits her dreams every night showing her proofs that her life in the pack might be a lie and her mate may not be her true mate.

A My Stepbrother spin-off. Amaija Klein is all grown up! After a heart break she decides to forget the man and have a baby non-traditionally. But after meeting her donor one night she realizes maybe fate has something else in store. She's having his baby but it's none of his business.