Romans & histoires Misty Tredwell

Twenty years had passed, and no one knew what happened to Anabel until she resurfaced. She didn't remember what happened, but she knew it was bad. When the angels sent Carlos and Misty to find her, they were met with resistance from the demon world. Anabel was with the demons and they were hiding her to corrupt her even more. Anabel will not only battle the demons and their evil intentions, but she must battle the demon inside her and hopefully win so she can earn her spot among the angel elites.

 Amidst office intrigue and politics, clamor for ambition, saving a failing company, mystery, and a mystical event, they found each other. Misty has fallen for her handsome boss, Jake, but he is caught between a mysterious past love and an arranged marriage. Torn in her unrequited love, she decides to pursue her ambition but to do so she must face Jake, and the wrath of the other woman. Her dilemma - he can’t let go of his past, and she can’t let go of him

"Logan, you can be a little rougher with me…" Late in the middle of the night, the naked woman kneeling on all fours on the bed turned back to look at me. She kept inching her voluptuous hips toward me, yearning for more. Her moist, rosy lips were half-open, and her misty, lust-filled gaze was fully capable of making any man melt. Just a day ago, I never would have imagined—not even in my wildest fantasies—that I would be conquering my curvaceous and alluring mother-in-law.

At my 25th birthday party, my childhood sweetheart got down on one knee, holding a diamond ring. "Diane, will you marry me?" I nodded, my eyes misty with tears, but just as I reached out, he slipped the ring onto my best friend's finger instead. The room went silent for a beat before erupting in laughter. "Just kidding!" Livio Becker laughed. "You didn't take it seriously, did you?" I forced a smile and looked over his shoulder at someone. "I bet he would propose tonight, and I was right. You lost the bet, so tomorrow we're getting married for real."

"Sign this contract, Sara," Zack said with a smirk playing on his lips. "Think about it. You will get your revenge, and I get what I want,” He added. Orphaned after the death of her parents, Sara Miles vowed to take revenge on her parents’ murderer, whom she strongly believed to be her uncle. She set her sights on the biggest tech company in New York. Along the way, she encountered the rude and arrogant CEO of the company, Zack Enterprise, Zack Samuels. Surprisingly, despite their less-than-ideal first encounter, he offered her the job. Little did she know, there was more to this. They entered into a contract marriage to both achieve their revenge. For Sara, it was her uncle, while for Zack, it was his ex-fiancée, Nora, who had cheated on him.Will they fall in love, or will their situation forever be a contract marriage?

I want you to cry The way you made me cry Cry for me Emily Hensley is in a one-sided relationship with her husband Charles. She held back and repressed her emotions for years until one day she discovered he was cheating on her and something in her ticked She found milli hidden in the deepest, darkest parts of her soul. Milli encourages her to make him pay, to make him cry just like she cried. Punish him, just like he punished her. Broken heart Tears And blood Just how far do you think Emily will go?

“Darlene Roberts, you're under arrest for the death of George Martins.”I look up with misty eyes only to see a bunch of cops, guns blazing and aimed at me. Funny enough, I don't even freeze neither do I panic. My attention goes back to my ex lover whose limp body is still warm with blood oozing from his forehead and chest. His shirt is torn and his big eyes are staring blankly at me. I've managed to help shut his mouth which was agape and his twisted lips. It seems he had put up one hell of a struggle before he gave up the ghost.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in the court of law.Does the cop mean what he has just said? I mean, I'm not the murderer here. I rushed here to help as soon as I could!

(COMPLETED) Every single girl, no matter what, wants the perfect man as her husband or boyfriend. No matter how feisty, rude, callous that woman is, she would never want a bad and uncaring man. And that was exactly what Amelia Pritchett got. A rich, handsome, sexy and caring man. William Gold. She was feisty at first; "You ass***e! How dare you kidnap me?!" And then she bore only hatred for him, right after she had started loving him; "You lied to me! After all these months? How could you?", her voice breaking, her eyes misty as she stared intently at him. He was dumbfounded... *** Well, it turned out she had not fallen in love with the perfect man after all but is there really a perfect man? -------- Check out my first novel, an high school romance, still ongoing; CRUSH. Note: The book cover isn't mine.

Marilyn Hart arrives in the misty seaside village of Howling Point, chasing a fresh start and a chance at love. A tech-savvy dreamer, she’s thrilled to land a gig designing a cutting-edge dating app—until she uncovers its secret purpose: pairing human women with werewolf mates. Her latest assignment? Taming the untamable—Jasper, a brooding lone wolf with a jagged past and a deep-seated grudge against humanity. Scarred by a childhood tragedy that left him orphaned, Jasper trusts no one, least of all the fiery newcomer who dares to challenge him. Sparks fly, but not the romantic kind—at least, not at first. As Marilyn digs deeper, she uncovers whispers of Jasper’s dark secrets, hinting at a life shadowed by crime. Yet the more she resists, the stronger the primal pull between them grows, defying logic and threatening to unravel everything she believes about love. Caught between fear and fascination, Marilyn must decide: can she trust her heart when it howls for a monster?

When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum, however, dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce?" "All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare.  "Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in."  But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."