Nafsu Liar Tante

Tres Salveirus, my gay bestfriend for six years. But one day he confessed that he was 0% gay—that he's only pretending to be because he doesn't know how to court me. My dislike of liars was the reason for the destruction of our friendship. I rejected him on the spot and slapped him with painful words. I called him a liar, a pervert because I once let him see my nudity since I am a model for lingerie brands, and accused him of exploiting my lack of idea about his gender. I actually told him to leave and never come back. But when he left, I was coated with heartbreaks realizing that I loved him too late, missing his presence, that I almost never gave up looking for him on social media but still no avail. It took five years his image is still in my head and I am coated with regret for pushing him away. I never thought that when we meet again, I will see him as an unreachable man. His Tres Salveirus name has now become Third Zachary Salveirus Deluco, reason why I can't search him in any corner of social media. And apart from being the CEO, I didn't think he was a member of the Deluco Titans—the dominant people in the field of business. I know I made a pledge to the eternal god that once I meet him again, I will not miss the opportunity to bring him back to me, but how can I do that if he is that high? I'm just a lowly lingerie bands model while he's a billionaire. Do I still have the courage to chase him?

Stony black orbs stared into scared hazel eyes, " You ruined me ... Or so you think, you played me for a fool ! ... But I won't let you have the last laugh. I am more powerful and deadlier than you think " With tears in his once beautiful and mesmerizing eyes, he pleaded " please don't hurt me ... I regret all I have done , if I could take it back I will" Liar ! Came the response and with that a flying dagger towards his right shoulder, pinning him to the wall.

“You’re nothing but a gold digger and a lying piece of trash,” Aaron’s voice was icy, his newly healed eyes glaring at Sofia. “Get out of my life.” Forced to marry Aaron after her sister Chloe abandoned him, Sofia devoted herself to the blind heir, only to be betrayed when Chloe returned pretending to be his wife after Aaron’s surgery made him a billionaire CEO. Branded a liar, Sofia was thrown out with nothing but heartbreak—and a secret: she was carrying Aaron’s child. Years later, the timid woman Aaron cast aside is gone. Sofia returns as a fierce, confident woman with wealth, power, and a plan. She’s not here to beg for forgiveness—she’s here to take back the right that was stolen from her twins. The ex-wife everyone underestimated is back, and this time, she’s playing to win. But will revenge be enough, or will old flames spark in the heat of battle?

WARNING!!! THIS IS A TRUE SLOW-BURN ROMANCE. If you're looking for instant heat or early smut, you won't find it here. This is a slow, emotional, character-driven romance where every moment is earned. The fire comes later… and it’s worth the wait. Still here? Brave soul. Let's see how long you last. She woke from a two-year coma… into a billionaire’s revenge. Aria Williams opens her eyes and discovers she’s been forced into a contract marriage with Damon Stone, a cold, calculating billionaire who believes she’s her identical twin—the woman who stole millions from him and vanished without a trace. To him, she’s Ava—the liar, the thief, the woman he’s vowed to ruin. Only, Aria is innocent. She’s been in a coma for two years, unaware of the chaos her sister left behind. Now, trapped in a life that isn’t hers, she must navigate Damon’s wrath, her own fear, and the dangerous pull of a man who swore he’d never feel anything again. But as Aria fights to survive in a twisted game of mistaken identity, passion flares, secrets unravel, and the line between love and hate begins to blur. Because the most dangerous lie of all isn’t the one told to her... It’s the one she’s telling herself.

The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool. It's funny because it's true. I was innocent. Someone naive enough to trust so blindly and for that I was taken advantage of by liars. And now I have lost everything. But I was given a new life. A second chance to right the wrongs done against me. Now vengeance is on my mind. Hatred is in my heart. And love is in the air. But I don't know where it's coming from. Because I don't trust anyone. Not even the air I breathe.

"You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

Dans le village oublié de Valmeray, une sorcière solitaire, Éléonore, vit en marge de la société, redoutée pour ses dons. Mais lorsqu’elle invoque par accident l’âme errante d’Andréas, un ancien seigneur assassiné des siècles plus tôt, elle se retrouve liée à lui par une malédiction aussi envoûtante que dangereuse. Entre amour interdit, secrets du passé et forces occultes, Éléonore devra choisir : libérer Andréas ou le retenir à jamais à ses côtés…

Fate has entwined the lives of Bianca and Niko through a reluctant, forced marriage, thrusting her into a world she never imagined. As she navigates the complexities of her new life, Bianca feels herself gradually succumbing to the enigmatic devil she is bound to call her husband. Niko, has magnetic presence and piercing gaze, possesses a rare ability to dismantle her carefully constructed defenses, awakening within her a whirlwind of emotions she never knew existed. In this tumultuous sea of conflicting feelings, Bianca is left to ponder a haunting question: what does one do when escape feels impossible, and she finds herself hopelessly in love with a man whose very essence is shrouded in danger, offering no assurance of her safety? ***THIS IS BOOK TWO IN THE DEVIL'S SNARE SERIES*** ***Book One is : His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil's Snare - Book One***

Left with nothing after her ex drains her savings, Gloria Williams is desperate... until Eleanor Montclair offers her a million dollars to marry her son, Gabriel, to help him secure his inheritance. The problem? Gabriel has no idea. But when a scandal forces them into a real marriage, Gloria is stuck with a cold, powerful husband who wants nothing to do with her. Gabriel hates her, sees her as a liar and gold digger, and the only way out is to prove she’s more than just part of his mother’s scheme… that she’s someone worthy of his love.

Livia Fontana, une photographe talentueuse, reçoit une invitation à couvrir une soirée caritative élégante à New-York. Lorsqu'elle capture un homme mystérieux, Vincenzo Damiano, dans l'objectif de son appareil photo, une étrange sensation d'intimité la submerge. Elle ressent une connexion profonde et inexplicable, comme si elle avait déjà partagé une histoire intime avec lui, bien avant cette vie. Intriguée par cette attirance envoûtante, Livia commence à suivre Vincenzo en secret, capturant des clichés furtifs de lui. Elle remplit sa pièce de travail de photos de Vincenzo, cherchant à saisir chaque facette de sa présence magnétique. Cependant, au fur et à mesure que Livia se plonge dans cette obsession, elle découvre que Vincenzo cache lui aussi une part de mystère. Leurs chemins semblent s'entrelacer à travers le temps, liés par une histoire passée qu'ils ne peuvent pas tout à fait se rappeler consciemment.