Never Dying Flowers

"We are not real mates and did not marry for love. It was a contract. A business transaction. You cannot tell me that you suddenly feel hurt by the fact that I slept with another woman." ***** For five years, Elara was the perfect Luna to Asher Blackwood. As an orphan with no one else, she stabilized his pack and gave him her heart—only to be discarded on their anniversary. When his first love, Lillian, returns pregnant, Asher throws Elara into a dungeon to make room for his ‘true’ family. But Elara is more than an orphan. Rescued by three powerful alpha brothers she never knew, she is brought to the territory of Kaden—the cold, merciless Alpha of Caelthorn pack who turns out to be her mate. Kaden doesn’t believe in fate or feelings. He offers her a political marriage for protection, warning her never to expect love. Yet as ancient fire awakens in Elara’s blood, the cold Alpha finds himself drawn to her in ways he never imagined. Now, Asher is desperate to reclaim his contract. Lillian is dying for Elara’s magic. And Elara? She refuses to be anyone's pawn. He broke the contract; this time, she’ll rather burn in hell than go back to him.

He wished to burn in front of her throne, His heart craved only her poison. *** Ryan Bane was the Alpha who was left with only two surviving members from his ancient pack . He consented to be the adopted son of the Mafia king as he resembled his dead father and also because he needed to blend into the twenty first century. He was ruthless, he was fierce, a rogue womanizing machine. *** Sherry was a child with a very disturbing past. She lived beside the dump yard with her dying father. *** One fated night the two meet again after what would be centuries. Ryan starts walking down the same path that he had sworn never to tread again. Towards that poison ivy which had caused the downfall of his entire empire.

Sofia believed that love meant sacrifice. She gave her heart, her body, and even her future to the man she married. But the day she gave birth—bleeding, terrified, begging for help—she realized love was never supposed to hurt like this. Her baby was taken. Her cries were ignored. Her body felt like it was dying, and the only person who was supposed to protect her stood across the room… with another woman in his arms. Her mother-in-law tried to strangle her. Her husband told her to pack up or find her own way home—like she was nothing. But Sofia isn’t done. Not yet. She may be broken. She may be grieving. But she’s still breathing. And now, she has nothing left to lose.

I never imagined selling myself to a stranger, but desperation changes everything. “My offer is simple,” he said, leaning back in his leather chair, his voice colder than the iced whiskey in his glass. “Help us track down those people you overheard last night and act as bait for a few months” His eyes were steel—sharp, unreadable. I swallowed hard. I was a waitress. He was a billionaire. We lived in different worlds. But my mother was dying, and I needed money fast. “And in return?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “You get two million dollars as well as protection from the criminal organization looking for you,” he said flatly. My hands trembled in my lap. This wasn’t a proposal. It was a transaction. And I was the product. But I nodded anyway. “Deal.”

I was with Marco, the New York Mafia heir, for seven years. He never told his family about me. But when I walked in on a wedding rehearsal and saw the groom embracing the bride-to-be. It was Marco! "Her fiancé's held up in Italy. I'm just a stand-in," he told me, but his eyes never left her. "You're the best wedding planner in New York. This wedding has to be flawless." But I saw something in his eyes I'd never seen before. A possessiveness that bordered on resentment. Isabella, the bride, hated every idea I had for her. In the end, Marco told me to give her the wedding I'd spent five years designing for myself. "Our wedding can wait. I'll give you something bigger, I promise. It's just a plan, Sophia. It's what you do. Giving it to a client should be easy, right?" He didn't know. It wasn't just a plan. It was my dying wish. In the end, I gave him what he wanted, quietly preparing to die. Later, he went mad, kidnapping the world’s best doctors—risking a global manhunt—all to save me.

When they were in a proximity of 20 meters, she threw coffee on his secretary. When they were in a proximity of 2 meters, she hit him where the sun doesn't shine. When they were in a proximity of some mere centimeters, she broke his nose. Now, she broke his vase of a million dollars and he is ready to take his revenge. He wants her as his fake fiancée and act the part but what happens when they are surrounded by people believing they are in love and the flowers really do blossom? Amelia Carter is ready to be the fake fiancée but is she ready for the slow caress and steady hands of Mr. Alexeev? Mr. Alexeev is ready to take revenge while making sure he gets out of the arrangements of his mother but is he ready to take on the clumsy but pure Amelia? What happens when the burning red of their attraction forms something akin to... love?

That guy, enthusiastic as fire, sometimes cold to the point of selfishness. If the game has already begun, who will be willing to take the final step? Rian Musk knew she should stay away from him, because her intuition told her not to get dragged into danger. She was subjective, she fooled herself into thinking she was in a safe zone. Until she wakes up on a deserted island, my god, his world is dangerous! With a girl who only knows how to grow flowers and earn money like her? She didn't like this joke at all! As expected, Rian was the loser. She was cornered, she was forced to attack and defend, but she could not defeat her fate. But look back, who is the real loser? To Rian's surprise, the strong man was suffering because of her. Perhaps Rian realized, love made her a winner.

"I thought you were my friend." I say my voice timid as he started kissing my neck. I shivered as his mouth latched onto the skin. He chuckled and brought his mouth up to my ear. "You thought wrong Tesoro." Ayla Rose a naive simple girl. All she sees is the good in people and all he sees is the bad. Ryder Costello, Cambridge Academy's bad boy hated how innocent Ayla was. He hated how she couldn't see that the world around her wasn't at all flowers and rainbows. A project worth 50% of their final grade puts them together causing a rollercoaster of emotions between the two. After all she was the Beauty and he was the Bully. *VERY TOXIC RELATIONSHIP SO IF YOU DONT LIKE THEN PLEASE DONT READ*

Khezlyri was mourning of his family's death. When she was five years old her mother was beathen by her father into death. She had an older brother but both of them was a mere children back then and they coudn't did anything but to watch their mother dying in their father's own hand. She want to kill her father and make him pay for all his debt and sins and to avenge her mother's death. She and her brother was split up and never been meet until after 15 years,she was an orphaned woman who had the desires in her heart and that is to find his long lost brother and father, then she went through investigations where leads her to deaths where she could find the worst darkness secrets could ever existed in earth.

“You are my mate, Mine and mine alone. ” Layla, who suffered the loss of her parents, made a promise to her dying father who was the Beta to get married to the egoistic Alpha, Nate. She always knew it would be a loveless marriage and she put in her greatest efforts to change her reality. Nothing ever worked as Nate’s heart belonged to another. Hannah, Nate’s ex-girlfriend and first love returned to his life and Layla realized that there was no point in trying to continue the marriage. Her marriage has always been a facade. Nate never attempted to touch her or make her no matter what she did. She summons the courage and asks for a rejection. Since she had no right to reject the Alpha. Nate laughs and blatantly refuses. Why is Nate refusing to let Layla go?