Mis Pequeños Tres Ángeles Guardianes

Killian, a successful twenty-eight-year-old multi-billionaire, gets acquainted with a hotshot twenty-five-year-old stunning lawyer, Mayeli, one passionate night. He senses a mysterious connection to her but has yet to discover why. As their paths cross frequently, Killian and Mayeli struggle to admit their lingering feelings for each other. Will they eventually accept each other, or will they keep drifting away from the feelings they share? And what connection did they share?

Being tailed by a strong and powerful mafia who doesn't have plans to hurt me but instead hurt anyone who hurts me for a reason best known to him. Anna, my sister and I had plan to run away from Pennsylvania away from our uncle but failed. when we thought all hope is lost, this same mysterious man appeared saving me time and time again. who was he and what does he want from a mere stripper like me?

With the death of Skylar Montana's parents she's shoved into an orphanage waiting for her 18th birthday so she can be free and go to college. But she's adopted by Tyler Black before that happens. She's thrown into a world of the mafia. She has no choice but to help the mafia to be a spy or death awaits her. But what happens when her life becomes miserable and she tries to kill herself because of one man? Will she get the freedom she seeks or will she be destroyed in the process?

Melissa Steve is an orphan in a lot of debt who lives a normal life. Everything changes when she takes up the job of an event planner and the bride of the event goes missing. To cover up the bride’s disappearance, the groom’s family pays Melissa a huge amount of money to pose as the bride instead. But things get complicated and Melissa has to live with the groom, billionaire Gabriel Marshall, in order to keep up the lie.

To save his childhood sweetheart, who had a congenital heart condition, my husband tricked me into signing an organ donation agreement. Then he got into a truck and ran me over right in front of the hospital. Barely clinging to life, Elliot Carter tore my heart from my chest. When my body was wheeled out of the operating room, Alan Yates came crashing to my side like a man gone mad. Seeing the gaping hole where my heart used to be, he screamed and wept: "I'm sorry… I was too late… If there's another life, I'll never let you suffer like this again…" Tears fell exactly where my heart had been, and somehow, I even felt a flicker of warmth. He spun around and ran back into the operating room. When he came out again, Elliot and Jessica Foster were lying in a pool of blood. Alan, meanwhile, had slashed his own wrist to die with me. On his deathbed, he ordered that we be buried together. Then I opened my eyes. I had been reborn. Before me stood Elliot, dressed in a wedding gown, holding a bouquet, and proposing. I flung the flowers in his face and turned to embrace Alan in the crowd. However, only a year and a half into our marriage, he changed. Alan began openly pairing up with Jessica, letting her move into our home. Worse, he claimed that our cat's mating season had disturbed Jessica's sleep, and so he allowed her to run over the cat I had raised for seven years. I could not believe it. This was not the man who had loved me so deeply in my previous life. My eyes blazing, I demanded, "What's wrong with you?" However, Alan's gaze was icy. "Nothing. I just don't love you anymore."

"You gonna behave?" He asks. I continue to trash. "Oh fuck off." I throw over my shoulder. "Now let go- What are you doing?" I gasp once I feel his hand holding my wrists move down to the hem of my dress. He pauses and drops his head so that his lips are at my ear and a shiver runs down my neck when his deep voice sounds in my ear. "If I have to spank your ass until you learn to behave, I will." My body freezes and I hold my breath as surprise fills me. My mind is telling at me me to fight him but my pussy clenches and heat pools low in my belly at the thought. "That's what I fucking thought." Alejandro spits under his breath as his heavy breathing fills the room. A teenage girl targets the mafia boss and charmingly lures him in. No one dares to reject the Principessa, so she always gets what she desires. .................... However, if they are unable to provide her with the desired item, she takes matters into her own hands. Camila, who is 19 years old, possesses beauty, sweetness, and exudes innocence. Camila is additionally spoiled, manipulative, and bratty. What occurs when she is sent to reside with La Famigilia following the death of her own family? She desires the one man who is out of her reach. The man who will be responsible for her. The man is willing to fulfill her desires but also refuses to be with her. However, being the brat she is, she refuses to listen.

On the day of our wedding, Maverick Lowe sacrificed me as bait to save his childhood sweetheart, Janet Stewart, from her kidnappers. I was left behind, brutally tormented by the gang. The next day, the entire internet was flooded with indecent videos of me. Maverick publicly branded me a disgrace, broke off our engagement in front of everyone, and soon after, paraded Janet as his bride. While I was drowning in despair, my childhood friend Alfred Hawkins confessed his love. He said he had always cared for me, and vowed to shelter me from every storm. With him by my side, I slowly climbed out of that darkness. We married, and soon after welcomed our daughter, Ruby. The three of us built a life of simple, perfect happiness. Until one day, I stumbled upon Janet sobbing in Alfred's arms. Between tears, she choked out, ''The doctor said… without a matching heart, Yoana won't last another month…'' Yoana, her little girl, had been born with a congenital heart defect. Alfred's hand lingered tenderly on her shoulder as he whispered. ''Don't cry. I told you, Ruby's heart was always meant for Yoana. ''After her birthday, I'll arrange the accident. Then Ruby will be delivered straight to the hospital…''

Ember Crown of Promise is a sweeping romance fantasy novel about calling, courage and the quite power of sacrificial love. For ten years, the Ember Crown- the ancient symbol of rightful rule has remained cold and with it, the kingdom has withered. Famine spreads, hope falters, and every attempt to force the crown's power has ended in vain. When the Crown finally stirs, it does not awaken for a conqueror or a battle-hardened heir, but for Alina, a reluctant princes who will rather heal than rule. Chosen without seeking power, Alina must navigate a court longing for spectacle and control, where hope is easily weaponized and patience is mistaken for weakness. As she learns that true authority is earned through surrender, not dominance, Alina begins a journey from weak to strong, discovering that bravery often looks like restraint and leadership like service. At her side stands Cael, a disgraced warrior bound by loyalty, respect and an unspoken devotion that deepens as danger grows. Together, they face political intrigue, rising unrest, and enemies who fear a crown that can not be controlled. Blending emotional romance with epic fantasy stakes, the Ember Crown of Promise is a story of a princess and brave warrior showing that destiny is not claimed but carried. With action, faith-aligned themes, and a strong female lead who rises through courage and conviction this novel invites readers into a world where light is costly, love is restrained and hope is forged through promise rather than power.

Rara thought that moving to Germany with her husband would all go well. However, their love will be tested there. Can Rara survive this hardship or she end up leaving Gerald because of an unforgivable sweet mistake? Love, betrayal, longing, opportunity, trust, quarrel, all packed into one story.

"M-Master… I-I want to…" "Touch yourself? No. You're not allowed to." It's now lunchtime, and I'm hiding in one of the bathroom stalls at the office, video calling a stranger who isn't showing his face. He's dressed mysteriously in a suit and tie, nonchalantly toying with the remote control in his hand. Meanwhile, I am at my wit's end on the bathroom floor, feeling the foreign item inside me pulsing rapidly and sending me straight to the edge. None of this is consensual. It all begins with the mysterious "Love Mission" app I accidentally downloaded and installed on my phone.