Old English Literature

Lucia I'd lost my parents at a young age, been tossed from one abusive chaotic home to the other until I'd finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and had run away. Only running away had made it worse. **** I'd been stripped to almost nothing because of my stubbornness. My upper body was left uncovered and my breasts were on display, though that was the least of my problems. A tear escaped my eyes then and I watched it fall down to my chest and slide down my exposed breast. I turned to wipe my face with my arm but it barely worked. I was hot and sweaty. My eyes went back to the crowd and my gaze fell on someone sitting at the back. For a second, I forgot how my lungs worked. Bruno Inheriting a ruthless top mafia gang at a very young age did a lot of damage to someone. It certainly did a whole lot of damage to me. Fucked me up so bad I could no longer tell what was right from what was wrong. I didn't give a flying fuck what anyone thought about it. It was who I was now and there was no going back. At least that was what I'd thought. Seeing her up there, hands tied above her head as she waited for whatever asshole was going to buy her at the auction caused some kind of reaction in me. It was enough to tell me that I should probably let someone else buy her so she could be their problem. Unfortunately I'd never been one to stop myself from making a wrong decision. So I bought her anyway. And who would have guessed? She turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made.

When Serena's corrupt husband sells her at an underground auction to pay his debts, she thinks her life is over. The mysterious masked man who buys her for $100 million has other plans. Taken to his fortress-like penthouse, Serena discovers her new "husband" is the most dangerous crime lord on the East Coast. But when he finally removes his mask, she's faced with an impossible truth that shatters everything she thought she knew. He's supposed to be dead. Now she's trapped between a past that haunts her and a future that terrifies her. But in a world where power is everything and trust is deadly, Serena is about to discover she's far more dangerous than anyone imagined. Because some women aren't meant to be saved... **They're meant to rule.** *But who's really playing who in this deadly game of love and revenge?*

Your freedom is not yours to bargain with,” his deep voice growled as he closed the distance between us. My body trembled, helpless against the fear of what awaited me. His fingers traced my check with cruel tenderness, his breath warm against my skin as I leaned in. A shiver ran through me as his lips brushed my neck. "You're mine forever," he whispered. "That's all you shall ever be–a breeder." That one word shattered my world. I never wished this fate, least of all to him, the ruthless Lycan King who sees Omegas as nothing more than his sexual plaything. I wanted him to be my first, though love isn't for someone like me–a discarded Omega with no worth. Rejected by her Alpha mate, who chose her twin sister over her, Morwenna is sold to the Lycan King, Leofric Thaddeus, as his breeder. Heartbroken and filled with anger, she vowed to resist him, yet her body betrayed her, wanting the Lycan King's touch. But when her first mate returned, pleading for her forgiveness, Morwenna faced an impossible choice: the love she once dreamed of or the ruthless Lycan King who now claims her body. Perhaps even her heart.

I was nine months along and ready to give birth, but my husband, Sean Conner, had me locked in the basement storage room and told me to hold the baby in. He said it was because his late brother’s wife, Quinn Faber, was also due today. Years ago, Sean and his brother had agreed that the first child born to the Conners would be raised as the heir and inherit the family inheritance. “Quinn’s baby must come first,” Sean said as if it were nothing. “She lost her husband and has nothing. You already have my love. It’s only right that the inheritance goes to her child.” The pain from the contractions folded me over, and I cried, begging him to take me to the hospital. He wiped my tears with a dangerously calm voice. “Stop the act,” he snapped. “I always knew you didn’t love me. All you care about is money and status. You forced labor to happen early so you could steal my nephew’s place… How can you be so cruel?” White-faced and shaking, I managed to whisper, “I can’t control when a baby comes. It’s a coincidence. I swear I don’t care about the inheritance. I love you!” He let out a cold laugh. “If you loved me, you wouldn’t have pushed Quinn to sign that contract relinquishing her child’s inheritance. Fine. Once she has her baby, I’ll come back for you. After all, the child in your belly is my blood.” Sean stayed outside Quinn’s delivery room. Only after the newborn arrived did he remember me. He ordered his secretary to take me to the hospital, but the secretary’s voice trembled as he said. “Madam… and the baby… They’re both gone…” At that moment, Sean lost his mind.

Eleanor's heart pounded as Armando backed her into a corner, his eyes dark and unrelenting. "Why do you keep resisting me, Eleanor?" he asked, his voice a low threat. She tried to pull away, but his grip on her wrist tightened. "I won't be your possession, Armando." A slow, dangerous smirk curled on his lips. "We'll see about that." His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her against him, the warmth of his body making it hard to think straight. Before she could protest, his mouth claimed hers, fierce and demanding. She wanted to fight, but the intensity of his kiss shattered her defenses. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, gripped his shoulders, drawing him closer. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. "You can lie to yourself all you want," Armando whispered against her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine, "but you can't deny what's between us." Eleanor's heart raced with conflicting emotions, knowing he was right-and hating herself for how much she wanted him. * * * * * * Eleanor's life spirals out of control when she is sold to Armando, a merciless Mafia boss. Their fiery confrontations spark a powerful and dangerous connection neither can deny. As betrayal and threats close in from every direction, Eleanor must decide if she can trust the man who holds her captive or if their growing bond will destroy them both. In a world of ruthless power struggles, love becomes the ultimate risk.

He left her unknowingly pregnant to Join the Army. 7years later He returns as her Bodyguard. She is in an Unhappy Marriage, used as a bargaining chip for her Tyrant Father. As an undercover for the Military, Andrew has a Job to do. keep Claire Safe and Protect old flames from flaring are his priorities.

I sold out a mafia boss. A girl in debt, a mafia boss and a golden cop. Please this story starts off at a fast pace, but then it slows down to capture every scene I feel needed to be captured. But after that, it goes really fast I promise you. Lana Denver is a secret undercover girl for an FBI agent Charles Gregory. She owes him her life so in return, she decides to be his secret undercover girl, receiving crucial and vital information from criminals through her body, betraying them and even selling them out. She’s been doing this for years, making Charles the golden Cop, everyone thinks he’s such a genius, for always solving cases and gaining outrageous leads. Lana has been under the protection of Charles until he gives her another job, that is to get information from a deadly man known as Ricardo Borrelli. Lana never knew Ricardo is a ruthless mafia boss. With her wonderful body, she gets information out of Ricardo and when she does, after a night well spent, she slips out the next day and sells him out to Charles. In seconds, Charles had police swarm in, warranting an arrest for him and his gang. Ricardo knows the snitch couldn’t be none other than Lana and he swears to track her down and make her pay. But Charles protection over Lana is so strong or so she thought…

Emily never imagined that the man meant to protect her would be the one to sell her off like property. Betrayed by her own blood and thrown into a world ruled by power, secrets, and obsession, she finds herself at the mercy of James Bolton—a dangerously charming billionaire with eyes as cold as the empire he built. But James doesn’t just want Emily’s body. He wants her fire. Her fury. Her soul. Offered a twisted deal—marry him and take revenge on those who ruined her—Emily must choose between survival and surrender. With every touch, every stolen kiss, and every cruel command, she’s pulled deeper into his web of manipulation, dark desire, and a past neither of them can escape. In a world where love feels like war and pain dances with passion, can Emily break free… or will she become the next shattered doll in the devil’s collection? Some cages are made of silk… and some devils wear tailored suits.

King Tarzan hates her more than anything in the world and beyond, because she is the daughter of the king who enslaved him when he was just a helpless young lad. He owns her, and he will pay her back in spades for those years when she sat back and watched her people mistreat him and for everything her father did to him. And her father did a lot. He was scarred into being the powerful but terrifyingly damaged monster king he is. A king who battles insanity as the day breaks every day. A king who hates to be touched. A king whose presence sends tremors of fear among the people. King Tarzan is not only traumatized with the painful past he had; he is enraged with the thoughts of the secret only he knows about. He is unable to produce an heir to his throne. Oh, I will make Leilani pay. But then again, Princess Leilani is nothing like her people. She is different from her father and the rest of them who made life miserable for him. And when he was finally in a position to make her pay for those painful years, he was bound to find out just how different and special she is. A love story that began with a deep-rooted hatred and a burning passion for revenge!

Logan DeAngelo, one of the top ruthless and feared Italian Mafia boss in the country is reeling from a painful loss in his business inflicted by a peasant family whom he swears to make pay in blood. Everything is about to be upturned when he gets a beauty as collateral. Nothing seemed to matter more until the night he was given Layla Quins, thrown into his arms Layla is suffering from a painful heartbreak from her first ever love and pain from not being able to get into college like her few friends, but life is about to get ten times worse when her parents sold her to a mafia lord without looking at her. Layla thought living with a psycho had to be the worst thing. But the longer she stayed, the more sh found reasons to stop trying to escape and getting punished. But she was gambling with her life and sanity, but she knew it was too late. Because she was getting drawn into this man's darkness and it was bound to consume her.