Most Powerful Mafia Family

Si Ayeka Zyrelle Sy ay isang mafia queen, siya ang pinakamalakas na mafia sa buong bansa . Kinakatakutan siya ng nakakarami, mabilis kung gumalaw at halos walang makasabay sa kaniyang galaw ,walang awa siyang kung pumatay ng kapwa niya. Minsan nga ay pinahihirapan niya muna ito bago niya paslangin. Mapa lalaki ang kaharap niya ay kinatatakotan siya at ginagalang nila ito dahil nga mataas ang posisyon nito kaysa sa kanila. Pero paano kung isang araw may isang lalaki na dumating na magpapalambot ng puso niya? Paano kung dumating itong lalaki na ito upang utusan siyang patayin ang mafia queen? Maaari ba niya itong patayin kung napapamahal na sila sa isa't isa ?

(21+) "Kamu sudah tahu terlalu banyak, Za. Maaf, kamu nggak bisa pergi lagi dari sini." - Ramon. Ramon adalah cinta pertama bagi Aiza. Tapi di mata Ramon, Aiza hanyalah sahabat dari Delima, adiknya sendiri, dia tak lebih dari seorang adik kecil baginya. Kedatangan Aiza dan Delima ke Jakarta bermaksud untuk menjemput Ramon kembali ke kampung halaman. Namun sayang, Ramon bukan lagi Ramon yang mereka kenal. Dia telah jatuh ke dalam lumpur dosa, kehidupan malam yang membara penuh kabut misteri. Lantaran rasa penasaran yang tinggi, Aiza pun ikut tercebur ke dalam dunia gelap Ramon. Dan sialnya, tak ada jalan kembali. Lantas bagaimana nasib Aiza? Berhasilkah dia menyelamatkan diri dari jerat para mafia? Seru, haru, menegangkan, romantis, panas, dan penuh kejutan!

" SLEEP WITH ME..." Those words rang in her ear and her eyes widened immediately. This is what she was avoiding. She quickly removed her hand from his grip " Am sorry sir but am not here for that, I only came to dance for you but... since you don't want that I'll take my leave now" she turned to go but he lifted her off the floor like she was a feather Emily Wilson forced to look for a way to save her mother had no choice but to become a dancer at a nightclub. But what happens when she gets offered the exact amount needed for her mum's surgery for a one night stand.

A single misstep, and the consequences were severe. I am Moxie Guerra, known to all who know me as a devil with the face of an angel. At the age of seventeen, I am a woman with high standards in every aspect of life. I insist on the best food, the most luxurious clothing, and when it comes to men, they must be extraordinarily wealthy, attractive, and well-known. Born to my father's mistress, who passed away after my birth, I am scorned by my father's second family. As the daughter of a mafia boss, I was brought up in a perilous environment. No one perceived me as patient or kind. Instead, I was feared, much like my father, which was my Achilles' heel. However, when I discovered that my father had arranged my marriage to the richest son in the country without my approval, my rebellious streak surfaced. I wasn't just the daughter of a mafia boss for appearances. I was as obstinate and egocentric as my father. I decided to flee to a place where my father would least expect me to be. I stopped at the nearest bar for some liquid courage before driving to my mother's hometown. It was a humble province, filled with trees and dirt roads, a stark contrast to my opulent lifestyle. But my survival was more crucial than my sophisticated tastes. However, my car broke down in the middle of a vast highway on the way there. Despite being inebriated, I managed to survive. A man in a black Hummer arrived and came to my aid. His smile was menacing and disconcerting.

Diane always thought to herself that if ever she had the chance to turn things around, will she do it? Or if she ever had the chance to run away from the start, will she run or stay? Truth is... Hindi niya alam. Maybe if she was asked to run away from the moment they had laid their eyes on each other, she would probably grab the chance to run away from him... from that scary, cold and heartless gaze. But why and how will she ever want to escape his cold gaze when she is already trapped in his warm heart?

A human. My mate? No. That wasn't right. Humans were weak. They were servants at best—slaves at worst. They didn't belong with us. They weren't made for love. I turned suddenly and slammed my fist into the stone wall beside me. The sharp crack of bone against stone echoed through the room. The boy had been dragged away, out of my sight, and I still felt the burn of his presence in my chest. My claws had already pushed out, sharp and uncontrollable. My eyes burned, the edges of my vision tinted red. The beast within me was on the edge of taking over. "He's nothing!" I roared to no one in particular. "He can't be my mate!"

Everyone loved my older sister. When the novel I wrote shot to popularity, she got jealous and suddenly proclaimed that she wanted to be a popular author too. My older brother, who was the editor-in-chief, immediately announced that I plagiarized my sister's story at my book signing and she ended up becoming the genius author while I got cyberbullied so much that I was too scared to leave the house. After I got married to a young heir from high society and lived a happy life, my sister told me that she had a crush on him for years and wanted to be his bride at least once in her lifetime. He did not even think twice about divorcing me and holding the wedding of the century with my sister. My family was afraid that I would sabotage their relationship, so they made me leave the country. However, my sister did not think that I was miserable enough. She came for me outside the country and pushed me down the stairs. I was lying in a pool of blood when my mother rebuked me, "Did you say something that made your sister unhappy again?" That was how I died in despair. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my brother accused me of plagiarism.

Akala ni Jade Naive Guaren-Severa, sapat ang pagmamahal para manatiling buo ang isang relasyon. Akala niya, kaya nilang tuparin ang mga pangako nila—na mamahalin ang isa’t isa sa hirap at ginhawa, habang-buhay. Pero nasaan na ang lahat ng iyon ngayon? Once, she had everything she ever wanted. A loving husband, a happy life, a family they were supposed to build together. Pero ngayon, ang naiwan na lang sa kanya ay sakit, pagkaduda, at mga tanong na walang kasagutan. “Ako ba ang may pagkukulang? Hindi ba ako naging sapat? Mas mahal niya ba talaga ang babaeng ‘yon kaysa sa akin?” The woman who tore their world apart. The woman who pushed Jade down the stairs, causing her miscarriage, yet Azriel, blinded by anger and grief, chose her over Jade. The same woman who stole Azriel's heart and left Jade with nothing but broken promises. Nang muli siyang mabuntis, inisip ni Jade na baka may pag-asa pa. Baka sakaling maayos pa nila ang lahat. Pero imbes na yakapin ang panibagong simula, tinulak siya ni Azriel palayo. Sa halip na lumaban, binigyan siya ng divorce papers at tuluyang iniwan—kasabay ng lahat ng pangakong binitiwan noon. Lumipas ang ilang taon. Akala ni Jade, tuluyan na silang tapos. Hanggang sa muli silang pagtagpuin ng tadhana. Azriel is marrying his mistress, and Jade is hired to design their wedding gown. Ngayon, kailangang harapin ni Jade ang lahat ng nangyari. Handa na ba siyang magpatawad? O huli na ang lahat para bumalik sa dati?

The entire world froze. Overnight, the city plunged to –40 °F. Yet, in the middle of this frozen apocalypse, my mother, my sister and her son moved into the home I bought for my marriage. Even my own husband took my sister’s side. They threw me out into the freezing cold to scavenge for supplies. I came back frozen half to death, and they had not even saved me a bowl of warm soup. Then, my sister shoved me straight off the fifth-floor landing. In that bitter cold, my body hit the ground and shattered like glass. When I woke again, I found myself back in the week before the apocalypse struck. This time, I resolved to cut them all off. I would make every last one of them pay.

“I would like to introduce you all to the person who will be overseeing this project, our new project manager, Jenna Anderson.” Being followed by the students and teachers clapping their hands, which was then followed by the click-clacking sound of high heels on wooden floors, and my eyes widened as my heart started the pound with surprise and anticipation at what my eyes were seeing next. Long, lean legs, a perfect ass wrapped up in a black pencil skirt. A blouse that hugged every perfect curve. Blonde hair that was right now up in a high ponytail instead of loose like it had been on New Year’s Eve. I couldn’t help but smile widely, believing that fate had intertwined our paths once again. The woman who had both haunted my dreams and intrigued me deeply was now in a project at my very own workplace. And even better, right now I also knew her name. Jenna Anderson. And now, I was happy to know that my parents did not raise a quitter in their firstborn son, because from the second I saw her, I knew that I would chase her, win her over, and make her mine, forever.