Melissa Honey

I gave a stranger my panties on a plane. Not because I'm reckless. Not because I do things like this. But because Damien Cross looked at me like I was something worth destroying himself over, and I wanted to be devoured. Four hours at 30,000 feet. That's all it took for him to unravel every careful thread of the life I'd built. One look. One touch. One whispered promise that I was his. Then he vanished. No calls. No texts. Just a breaking news report showing him married to someone else, while I stood in a hotel bathroom staring at a positive pregnancy test. Six years later, I've rebuilt myself. I'm a mother. A success. I've learned to survive without him. Until he walks into my photoshoot and recognizes the birthmark he once traced with his tongue. He says he never stopped looking for me. That his marriage was a cage he's finally escaped. That the twin boys I've been raising alone are his sons, and he wants his family back. But Damien Cross is a man who deals in empires and enemies. Someone close to him wants me gone. The threats start. The danger escalates. And I realize that loving Damien means walking into a war I never signed up for. He says he'll burn the world down to keep us safe. I'm terrified he means it. Some men are worth the fall but men are the wreckage. But Damien is both.

In Meridian City, life moves fast and ambition drives the elite. At the top of the corporate food chain is Adrian Langston, a charismatic yet ruthless CEO of a multinational tech company. His success and wealth are unrivaled, and he is accustomed to getting what he wants—until he meets Isabella "Bella" Martinez, a fiercely independent freelance graphic designer. Bella is focused on her career and family, with a vibrant personality that is both charming and down-to-earth. She navigates the hectic city life with a sense of humor and a strong moral compass. Despite her attraction to Adrian's charisma, she's determined not to be swept into his world of power plays and high-stakes business. Adrian, on the other hand, is intrigued by Bella's resistance to his usual charm. He's used to closing deals and winning over people with ease, but Bella proves to be a challenge. What starts as a simple business proposition soon turns into a complex game of cat-and-mouse, with Adrian trying to earn Bella's trust and Bella questioning whether she can believe his intentions.

Je suis la meilleure faussaire d'art et spécialiste du renseignement de Chicago. Et je suis tombée amoureuse de l'homme qui possédait tout, Don Vincenzo Russo. Pendant dix ans, j'ai été son secret, son arme, et sa femme. J'ai bâti son empire depuis l'ombre. Je pensais obtenir une bague. Après tout, chaque nuit qu'il passait dans cette ville, il était enfoui en moi, prenant son plaisir. Il murmurait que j'étais à lui, que personne d'autre ne lui procurait autant de plaisir. Mais cette fois, après en avoir fini avec moi, il a annoncé qu'il épousait la princesse de la Bratva russe, Katerina Petrov. C'est à ce moment-là que j'ai su. Je n'étais pas sa femme. J'étais juste un corps. Pour une alliance, pour elle, il m'a sacrifiée. Il m'a laissée mourir. Alors j'ai détruit chaque élément de la vie qu'il m'avait donné. J'ai passé un appel à mon père en Italie. Et puis, j'ai disparu. Mais quand le Parrain qui possédait Chicago n'a pas pu retrouver son jouet préféré… il est devenu fou.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Three years ago, Laura signed her name on divorce papers that ended what she believed was the perfect marriage. Her husband, Michael, once the most devoted man she knew, had become cold, detached, and cruel, pushing her away with a precision that shattered her heart. She believed the rumors, the lies, and the whispers that every act of care he’d once shown her was borrowed from another woman, his first love. Kayla. Now, years later, Laura is a successful lawyer, determined never to fall prey to love again. But when Michael walks into her firm seeking representation for his own divorce from the same woman who destroyed their marriage; the truth begins to unravel. What she thought was betrayal was, in fact, sacrifice. And when their child is kidnapped in a web of supernatural politics and bloodline secrets, Laura and Michael are forced together once more.

My Forbidden Husband I kissed my father’s best friend. It was reckless. Disastrous. And worst of all—he hated it. Damien Luca is eighteen years older, untouchable, and every kind of wrong for me. A man carved from power, wealth, and sin—the kind of man who owns half the world and intimidates the rest of it. I told myself I’d let him go. That the crush, the obsession, the pull between us was over. But fate laughs at me—because now, I’m his wife. A marriage neither of us wanted. A vow neither of us can escape. And a fire we’re both trying—and failing—to resist. He’s forbidden. I’m off-limits. But we can’t stop reaching for the one thing we’re not supposed to touch.

(Berdasarkan kisah nyata) Dara cukup sedih saat rumah mendiang Kakek nya pernah dicap sebagai rumah angker. Karena bagaimanapun juga rumah itu merupakan rumah masa kecil Dara dan adik adiknya. Namun, ia pun tak bisa menampik kalau rumah itu memang sangat menyeramkan! 16 tahun berlalu kini Rumah Kakeknya telah berubah dan di renovasi. Akan tetapi, masih banyak teka teki yang tidak ia ketahui tentang rumah itu. "Sebenarnya .. Sosok apakah yang sering mengganggu kami saat kecil dirumah itu? Apakah sekarang 'mereka' masih ada disana? Haruskah aku kembali untuk mengungkap misteri tentang Rumah Kakek??"

Two months after I died, it finally occurred to my parents that they'd forgotten to bring me back from their trip. My father scowled in frustration. "She was supposed to walk back herself. Does she really need to make such a big deal out of it?" My brother, ever smug, opened our chat and sent an emoji, along with a message. [You'd better die out there. That way, Scarlett and I will split Grandma's inheritance.] He received no reply. With a frosty expression, my mother said, "Tell her if she shows up for her grandmother's birthday on time, I'll let the whole pushing-Scarlett-into-the-water thing go." They never believed I hadn't made it out of those woods. After digging six feet into the ground, they finally found my bones deep in the forest.

Melina was born as a slave, the Cresent pack was attacked and had a new alpha( alpha Rick), Melina's father was the beta to the former Alpha, and her mother was a healer, they refused to swear allegiance to the Alpha Rick and he made them slaves. Melina's parents died and she's the only one left still working as the alpha's slave, Alpha Rick realises that Melina is his mate and he rejects her making her suffer more than he has been doing. Tired of the suffering Melina escapes and finds herself in the Dark moon pack, and what's more shocking is that she has a new mate, and it's the Alpha of the dark moon pack. Alpha Dwane thinks he is mate-less, what will be his reaction when he sees Melina? Will Alpha Dwane accept Melina as his mate?Will Melina get rejected again?.

Saat ulang tahunku, Mon Devan, memberiku kalung mutiara almarhum istrinya yang meninggal. Aku memakainya untuk makan malam. Putra tiriku, Liam, sangat marah dan menyiramku dengan anggur merah. Aku pun menjadi lelucon dalam pesta itu. "Dasar pelacur." Dia mendesis. "Kamu pikir karena memakai perhiasan ibuku, kamu bisa jadi dirinya?" Dia menatapku dengan tatapan sedingin es. Lalu berteriak, "Keluar dari rumahku!" Ibunya meninggal saat dia masih bayi, aku yang membesarkannya. Seseorang pasti sudah memengaruhinya. Mereka memberitahunya kalau akulah yang membunuh ibunya. Sekarang, dia berpikir akulah pelacur berakal busuk yang menjebak ayahnya. Dan bagaimana dengan ayahnya? Suamiku? Dia tidak pernah melihatku. Dia hanya melihat hantu Karina. Hatiku tidak hanya retak, tapi hancur. Mereka tidak mencintaiku, tidak juga peduli padaku, jadi aku pergi. Lalu kenapa... Setelah aku sepenuhnya pergi, mereka merangkak memohon padaku untuk kembali?

Ich bin die beste Kunstfälscherin und Informationsspezialistin in ganz Chicago. Und ich verliebte mich in den Mann, dem die ganze Stadt gehörte – Don Vincenzo Russo. Zehn Jahre lang war ich sein Geheimnis, seine Waffe und seine Geliebte. Ich baute sein Imperium aus dem Schatten heraus auf. Ich dachte, ich würde einen Ring bekommen. Schließlich war er jede Nacht, die er in der Stadt verbrachte, in mir versunken und nahm sich seinen Vergnügen. Er flüsterte, ich gehöre ihm, dass es sich mit niemand anderem so gut anfühlen würde. Doch dieses Mal, nachdem er mit mir fertig war, verkündete er, dass er die russische Bratva-Prinzessin Katerina Petrov heiraten werde. Da wusste ich es. Ich war nicht seine Geliebte. Ich war nur ein Körper. Für ein Bündnis, für sie, opferte er mich. Er ließ mich sterben. Also zerstörte ich jedes Stück des Lebens, das er mir gegeben hatte. Ich machte einen einzigen Anruf bei meinem Vater in Italien. Und dann verschwand ich. Doch als der Don, der Chicago beherrschte, sein Lieblingsspielzeug nicht mehr finden konnte … wurde er wahnsinnig.