Mr Crystal Sing 2

After an accusation that leads to separation, Desdemona meets with her ex boss; Ettiene,after five years. But this time things are different as she is the boss. She wants revenge. He wants her forgiveness. Things take a turn when feelings stir and old secrets are uncovered. Could this be their second chance at love or will scandal, blackmail and secrets play a role in pulling them apart for good?

I was about to get married to the leader of ‘Decease’, the heftiest mafia gang of Albania next week. Nonetheless, things up when I ended up having a one-night-stand with a stranger just a night before my engagement. No! It wasn’t the worst thing that ever happened with me. It shuddered me from the core when I witnessed my would-be husband in the ceremony. Yes. He turned out to be the one I slept with. “I don’t wanna get married to a girl who sleeps with guys a night before her engagement,” that’s what he said to my grandfather. ~~~~ “Be my submissive,” a month later I offered him and he shook his head in agreement, unable to reject it. ~ The only thing Abraham Harris never wanted was to fall in love with Amayra. The only thing Amayra Mehta wanted was to destroy Abraham beyond repair. Will they ever succeed or destiny will play its role against their goal?

Quelque part dans Menel Ara, une jeune femme lève les yeux vers la Haute-Ville. Elle a vu les images de l’exécution publique, la veille. Elle a vu le visage irrité de Youri Komniev. Elle a vu aussi la tentative d’assassinat dont lui et les autres chefs de Grandes Familles ont fait l’objet.A côté d’elle, deux hommes discutent. Ils soutiennent les Martyrs et ont le sourire. C’est rare. Un peu plus loin, un groupe vêtu de robes vert et blanc se presse vers le Grand Ascenseur. Ce sont des Putras, et ils ont l’air inquiets. C’est perturbant.Prise d’un frisson, la jeune femme relève son col et reprend son chemin. Une tempête couve…

As I walk towards the man waiting for me at the alter, I had tears in my eyes. This was'nt the usual kind of tears of joy, it was a tears that comes with pains. Ever since my dream of becoming a plastic surgeon got crashed due to poor financies, I took up another dream to become a popular chef and get married to the man of my dreams, but here I was getting married to a man I know nothing about, he's not just an ordinary man, but a ruthless billionaire and a CEO to one of the biggest food companies in America. Not like I was being forced to get married to him, I willing accepted his proposal. Having a long time boyfriend who broke my heart to the deepest and also a younger sister who needs immediate surgery, I had no choice but to accept his proposal inorder to save my younger sister's life. I looked at my mom and sister and in their faces lies a lot of happiness. They'd think I'm getting married to the man I love, not knowing I'm getting married to my worst nightmare. Will I ever find happiness while living with him, that I couldn't tell, but I'm ready to dance to the beating of the music if is the only way I can be able to save my sister, who means so much to me....

She loved the wrong Whitmore. Now she works for the one she can’t stop thinking about. Elara was always just a friend to Noah Whitmore, the boy she quietly adored for years. When he married her best friend, she had no choice but to move on. Now, four years later, she’s working as the assistant to Lucian Whitmore, Noah’s older brother. Cold, brilliant, and infuriatingly controlled, Lucian is everything she shouldn't want. But behind every clipped command and long silence, there’s a heat simmering just beneath the surface, one she tries hard to ignore. Then Noah returns. Divorced, familiar, and unexpectedly present. Suddenly, Elara finds herself pulled between the past she thought she buried and the man who makes her question everything. Noah never meant to break her heart. But Lucian might.

I am Loraine Windrug, the most eligible bachelorette on this continent, every man competes for exclusive rights to me, but I only date a handful of hotly singles with whom I share a secret friends-with-benefits relationship, satisfying my freaky side with wild, kinky sex. But I never trade my virginity. And then comes that inescapable moment when I fall hard on that one man who is far beyond my reach. Dordrich Fellogan; a billionaire media mogul, but sadly enough, married, with children. Yet I pursue him, had him deep inside me, but couldn't keep him. His love is not mine. After his wife catches us red-handed in the act, started an embarrassing scene that went viral on social media, I flee from his life. Five years later, when he's left a broken, bankrupt man, I return. I face him as a business partner. I own almost all the shares of his company. His wife abandoned him at the lowest point of his life, his future is now in my hands. I reinstate his media chain, drive him crazy with lust, but keep him out of my bed. When Elena wants him back, he's to decide between Elena and me. But I am true love, desirable, unforgettable and more. And the triumph card is with me…

Aku mencintai Askara, Jauh sebelum Ia mengenalku. Hari itu aku diundang pada sebuah pernikahan Megah, Keluarga konglomerat ternama Askara Putra Sanjaya. Namun yang mengherankan tidak ada kerumunan orang seperti sebuah pernikahan sesungguhnya, hanya tangisan seorang Ibu disudut ruangan dan beberapa kerabat yang seolah mencoba membuatnya tenang, Askara Laki-laki itu sedang terbaring aku hanya melihatnya dibalik celah pintu yang terbuka sedikit, ada apa ini. Seseorang membawa Kursi Roda berlari ke kamar yang aku lihat Askara didalamnya. Ayahku menuntunku pada Ibu yang masih bersedih di sudut ruangan itu. "Ini Putriku, Ria. dia yang akan menjadi pengantin Wanita untuk Putramu" "Putraku Cacat Herman, Calon menantuku lari karenanya" "Jaga harga dirimu, Tetap gelar pernikahannya, Ria akan menjadi menantu yang baik untukmu".

VIOLET-He left me because of his secrets that he refused to share with me. He didn't care how he shattered already broken pieces and left a mess. My family was the one to put me back together with their love & care. And now I'm a completely different person, the girl who was abused & the woman who was left behind are nowhere to be found. Now I'm here with an armor that I'd built in his absence, with a heart incased behind walls of steel & I refused to let him fool me again. He might've been the one to heal my body with his soft touches but my heart was too tender to believe in him again despite that one dream that could be possible only with him. He says he'd his reasons, that he'll do anything for my forgiveness. But should I trust him again? Should I give him the chance he's begging for? Or should I just fool him like he did me & get what I really want? COLE-I made a mistake when I left her. But now I'm back to beg for forgiveness. The problem is My broken princess has turned into one with steel heart & ironclad armor. She doesn't care about my sweet words or tender touches anymore. She's not the woman I'd left behind. She knows how to hurt me & she hurts me where it's fucking painful. She says she won't forgive me but she'll have to because there was nothing else I wanted more than her forgiveness. I'll do anything she wants, give her everything she needs except that one thing that she really wanted from me. For the second time I'll do something she'll hate me for but at least I'll have her where I wanted her. By my side-In my heart-As my wife.

Samantha grew up in a very liberated type of family, so for her, kissing random people is not a big deal. One night, upon going to a bar, her friends dared her to kiss a random stranger, and ask for its name. Since Sam doesn't want to be teased as a weak person, she said yes. But inside her, she's nervously shaking. She never dared to kiss someone before. She's open-minded, but she wants to treasure her first kiss. But that night was different. She cannot refuse. So, she did what she had to do. She kissed the first guy to walk in front of her and her friends, but she didn't imagine that the kiss would last longer as she expected because the stranger kissed back and even held her nape to deepen the kiss which shook her mind to the core. But...what made her head turmoil even more is the fact that instead of pushing the man away, she finds her arms wrapped on the strangers' neck and answers every kiss that the stranger gives.

Как же далеко завело Эрику расследование убийств молодых девушек в Нью-Йорке! Сколько же ошибок она наделала… Похоже, она знает, кто стоит за жуткими преступлениями, но от этого не легче. Спустя пятнадцать лет а ее жизни вновь появился Джейдан Престон. Это не может быть случайностью, и Эрика прекрасно это понимает. Наверное, мама сказала бы ей, что Джейдан – это «Мактуб». Что их встреча была предначертана Автором судеб. Но она бы ошиблась, ведь Джейдан Престон – ужасный человек. Он и сам в этом чистосердечно признался Эрике, заявив, что он куда страшнее «ядовитого любовника», которого девушка так долго искала. Но кто может быть хуже хладнокровного убийцы? Возможно, старый знакомый что-то недоговаривает? Или своей нарочитой открытостью пытается скрыть нечто важное от глаз Эрики? Нет ответов. В одном она уверена на все сто – сейчас ей точно нельзя терять голову из-за этого опасного человека. Но как же это, черт возьми, непросто!