Off Gun

My boyfriend is a lauded attorney. His true love rams into me with her car; my daughter stands bravely before me as the car explodes. She's blown to smithereens. I'm on the brink of death as I'm carried onto a stretcher, but my boyfriend holds his true love's face tenderly. His gaze is filled with heartache as he tells her that he'll get her off scot-free. He ruins the scene of the accident and buys off the witnesses. He even comes to the hospital to threaten me after I've been disfigured from the explosion. In the end, I die after the treatment doesn't help. It's only when the court announces the sentence that he realizes the deceased's personal details match mine perfectly.

A greedy alpha male takes so many mates the other species of Alpha tries to try to kill him off but an unlikely hero emerges in the form of a sad lost human woman and her sidekick - an AI with the capacity to destroy the entire planet.

What's worse than war? High school. At least for super-soldier Nyla Braun it is. Taken off the battlefield against her will, this Menhit must figure out life and love - and how to survive with kids her own age.

“Natalie, you know you want me, we are married, why are you trying to resist?” He whispered grabbing her neck seductively and pulling her closer, Nicole took in a much needed breath, no he didn’t under, even in this moment, she wanted him so much even though she knew just how wrong it was, she wasn’t Natalie, she wasn’t his wife, he just didn’t know it… Nicole Evans had just one job, and that’s to help her twin sister keep her man until she gets back herself and return to her marriage, but why was this so hard for her to pull off and why can’t she keep Rafael Salvador out of her head and off her bed?

Sex starved Alessia Cattaneo knows she’s ventured into dangerous territory when she asks her bodyguard to be her fuck-toy, while still married to her mafia husband. Because her bodyguard, Nico Rossi, isn’t the kind of man any woman can resist having a taste of. With his experience as a retired adult actor and a pleasure escort, he is everything that Alessia wants in a man. Plus, with her emotionally unavailable husband; Alessandro, having an affair with her cousin who ends up pregnant for him, Alessia figures it’ll be easier to keep her secret affair under control. Only… The fire she feels for Nico ends up burning more than she intends. And so does his. Tenfold. Now, he is obsessed with her. Wants to claim her in every way possible. Wants to wreck her in front of her husband. But Alessandro Mancini is not a man to be toyed with. If there’s one thing he hates the most, it’s having his toys taken from him. And Nico is crossing that line. Worse? He is willing to do more for this woman who’s captured his heart and cock in the palm of her hand. In a mafia world of blood, dirty money, betrayals, family loyalty, and sex… could this be a losing game for Alessia and Nico? Is Nico really who he says he is or does he have dark secrets that could ruin Alessia for good this time? Read to find out! WARNING: Contains dark themes of explicit sexual content, graphic violence, domestic violence, gun violence, murder, profanity, BDSM themes, and group sex scenes. Not suitable for readers below the age of 18. Read at your own risk. See you between the pages, dearest dark readers.

Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case. "Desmond Cro'esnt, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I looked straight into Desmond's eyes. They are raven black and it does match his long, wavy black hair. "I do," he answered as he smiled innocently at me. Making himself look promising. Then, the priest turned to me. "Neiva Ariella Hillstone, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I still can't believe that I'm going to marry this man. He looks happy, waiting for my answer. His white suit is making him look even kinder. The only witness we have here is the priest and his men in black suits, currently pointing a gun right into my head. "Time is running, Neiva. It's either you marry me or you die." His innocent smile turned into a devilish one. This suits him more because this is the real him. And that answered your question. My shotgun marriage happened to be the literal meaning of it. I closed my eyes and deeply breathed before answering, "I do." "You're mine now." He pulled me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I am now officially the wife of this Psychopath Billionaire Mafia Boss.

“Do you take love or power?" he asked pointing the gun right at my forehead. In the underworld of Atlanta, blood ties are not only sacred, but also deadly. Ariella Johnson, a fearless law student, had no idea she would be bound to ruthless Mafia Don Luis DeLuca. He marries her not out of love, but to gain power, claiming her before his rival. To the outside world, she is his wife and a symbol of strength. But Ariella refuses to be controlled. Defiant and sharp-tongued, she confronts Luis at every turn, refusing to submit to a man who regards her as nothing more than a strategic move. When her father dies after discovering the truth at the hands of the defeated rival, Ariella's grief transforms into quiet determination. She won’t be a pawn in anyone’s game. As she learns to navigate the dangerous world she has been thrust into, she develops an unexpected bond with Luis' sister, Annie. However, not everyone in his household is an ally—Kendy, a cunning maid, secretly works against Ariella with, ensuring she never finds her footing. One reckless, drunken night transforms everything. Ariella discovers she is pregnant, forcing Luis to face the truth: his wife is no longer merely a symbol; she is his greatest weakness. But, before he can make things right, betrayal paves in. His most trusted allies turn on him, using Ariella as leverage in a deadly power struggle. With enemies closing in and time running out, Luis must decide whether to defend the empire he built or fight for the woman who refuses to be conquered. In a world where love is dangerous and trust is a luxury, survival requires knowing whom to protect and who to destroy. Read HIS RUTHLESS REDEMPTION

What is obsession? Am I obsessed? At first, I was just his substitute, then I became his real bride, then the supposed real bride returned, and I was kidnapped, tortured, and forced to divorce. Then I committed suicide because I couldn’t handle it, but I didn’t fucking die. Then I became a stalker of my ex-husband, who barely remembers me because I was declared dead by the world, and my face got melted down when acid was poured on me. I had a surgery that changed my whole face and my entire identity. Then I started working for him again and he fell in love with the new me, yet still traumatized by the old me, so I had to reveal to him that I was the same person. He was happy and relieved, but the world wasn’t. We were chewed on, spat out, and stepped on. Then he was fired from his company by his grandmother, who adopted a new son to take over the company. Then I was kidnapped again, and bombs were planted on me. We were able to defuse the bomb and escape. Then we were shot in the head by God knows who. His surgery was successful, but mine wasn’t, so I forgot everything about him and was forbidden to remember because a damn bullet is stuck in my head that could kill me if it moves to a sensitive part of my brain. Then suddenly, he was on the TV, framed for murder. I couldn’t hold back, I found myself in prison fighting for him with a gun in my hand, and somehow ended up in a coma, because the damn bullet in my head shifted… to the wrong direction. Then, in between this chaos, the doctor announced I-was-pregnant.

“Go on, Grenade. Pull the trigger.” An annoying smirk was plastered on his face, as he leaned on the wall. My heart contracted, and my eyes stung. A click of my gun, and all these would be over. This was the mission I'd worked so hard on. “Wasn't this what you wanted, Grenade? Wasn't this your plan all along, when you snaked into my life, pretending to be who you weren't? Why are you hesitating, then?” “For the last time, Dante, my name is West. Don't ever call me Grenade.” I hissed. He advanced towards me slowly. “I don't care if I die now, Grenade. But don't you ever let the King of Hearts fall into the wrong hands. Give it to me.” His tone was soft, yet there was no denying the order behind it. “You wish.” *** West, the most powerful undercover agent for Lucchese, is suddenly given a mission by her Capo. She is to infiltrate a powerful Mafia group in Italy, and make the boss let down his guard around her. And then, she has to bring back 'The King of Hearts,' a powerful computer program that's capable of destroying, and changing the world. But she must never fall in love with him. However, her mission isn't going to be as easy as it seems. Especially as she unravels the secrets surrounding her birth, discovering that her whole existence is a lie. In the midst of all, the cold hearted West finds herself falling for Capo Dante, the head of the 'Ndrangheta, and her enemy. There was one rule, and one rule only… The King of Hearts must never ever fall into the wrong hands. But…who was the bad guy? (#1 The Mafia Princess Series)

"Remember your position, I made you my wife just to make up for all your father's debts!" one fact that really hurt Anyelir's heart. She became a second wife, in order to pay off debts. Things start to happen, after Anyelir becomes Devan's wife, in order to pay off her father's debt and save her familly from poverty. Anyelir still gets bad treatment from her stepsister and Rose who is none other than her own biological mother. Then, what about Devan, a man full of mystery and secrets, making it seem as if it is difficult for Anyelir to break thorough Devan's walls. LIfe dosen't seem to be on Anyelir side, with her circumstances forcing her to be second.