Old Fashioned Last Names

She's lonesome. He's always there. She's broken. He's willing to pick up her pieces. She has nothing to offer. He's got everything except her. He's in love with her. She's married to someone else...

Kiara after years of torture is sold to the highest bidder at the slave market. Alpha Adrian could not resist the urging from his wolf to buy the malnourished human slave who came with a lot of baggage from her past. However, her citrus scent was enough to drive him over the edge ********** A cruel smile played on his lips as he chuckled darkly. "Oh, but you do. And I know you hate me too. But don't worry, I don't hold your hatred against us. It's justified, after all. And I bear no grudges," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Tears welled up in my eyes as a deep sense of despair washed over me. I felt utterly powerless, trapped in a cycle of abuse and manipulation.  I shrank back and remained mute. My uncle's temper was scary, one minute he was happy and the next he was crazy. "I will renovate the room and make it more girly for you." "Okay, sir," I replied, biting my lower lips, when he touched my cheeks I felt cold shivers run down my spine. I wished he would just disappear. 

"I will never carry your child," I spat. The Alpha's grip on my jaw tightened, his eyes darkening with a hunger that wasn't just gold—it was primal. "I don't need you to carry it, Aria. I need you to pretend it's yours. One year as my Luna, or one lifetime in the pens. Choose." One night, while returning from the clinic where she tended to the sick, Aria sensed she was being followed. Before she could react, three men ambushed her in the shadowed forest, claiming her father had gambled her away. Her desperate pleas went unanswered as she was struck unconscious, only to awaken in the heart of a notorious slave camp. There, she learned she was destined to serve as the breeder for the Alpha of the Hellbound Pack, Draven Darkmoon, a man feared for his cursed bloodline. But when Draven is thrust into Aria’s world, her wolf recognizes him as her mate, igniting a dangerous collision of passion, power, and desire that neither can resist.

Four years ago, Chen Xiu vanished without a trace, making Qing Han think that what she did is unforgivable. To him, she is the woman who murdered his unborn child, deceived his family, and fled with stolen money. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, Qing Han has spent years searching, not to reunite, but to make her pay. Now she’s back. But Chen Xiu is no longer the fragile girl he once dismissed. She returns as a brilliant doctor, composed, distant, and fiercely protective of her three-year-old son. When Qing Han finally finds her, he bigins his revenge. He traps her, corners her, and forces her into his world again, his cruelty sharper than ever. He wants to torture her and make her life unbearable. Yet something is wrong. The woman before him no longer begs. No longer loves him. Then, he finds out the truth. She didn't steal from him, she didn't murder his child. She only ran away to prevent him from taking her child away. For the first time in his life, Qing Han feels fear. Because the woman he broke has already learned how to live without him. And winning her back may be the one battle he cannot control.

Imagine getting married to the daughter of the second deadliest mafia gang with a knife on your throat. Yes,just imagine. Even after been forced into this relationship what did I get in return? Humiliation, embarrassment. I was always sent on dirty jobs,killing people for the boss,selling drugs just to please him and his daughter so they could like me and to have peace in the house. I got set up instead and sent to jail. Spending five years in jail actually taught me how my revenge should be like. I got out and I discovered I'm the son of Antonio Lorenzo, mafia of the deadliest gang in Italy and I'm to take over soon. My revenge is going to be bloody. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Follow me on this journey if you're tough enough.

Sold at an auction event to pay her stepfather’s debt, Elara enters the world of Dante Moretti– a powerful Mafia king hiding a fatal illness from the world. He buys her for one purpose: to carry the heir his fiancée cannot give him. Elara wants to protect her sister. Dante wants to protect his legacy before his time runs out. Two broken lives collide, and slowly, their little deal turns into something more.

"You whore!" A masculine voice. "You philanderer!" A feminine voice. "I'll kill you in this house!" He bellowed as he charged straight to the woman and started beating her up. The little boy stood at the door and watched his parents go about their daily routine, tears spilled from his eyes. He stood in the shadows, just watching and crying. If he speaks out loud, they'll remember him and his father will beat him also. No one remembers him. Not unless they want to beat him too. Then he saw the blow, heard the awful sound. The blow that made a difference. The blow that made that day stand out from every other day. His mom stopped screaming, she laid there on the floor, staring into nothingness. Dead. "Gia." His dad paused mid-beating. No answer. "Gianna!" He patted her white arms turned red from being beaten. Terror filled the little boy's system, a sound escaped his mouth, drawing the man's attention. "Oops. I've forgotten about you." He said to the little boy. "Mom's dead..." The little boy said in a tiny voice. The man looked down at the lifeless white woman, "Seems like it." He looked at the boy with an eye filled with menace. "You'll pretend you didn't see a thing. You'll......" The siren rang outside. The police had arrived. A neighbour had alerted them when he heard the noise. He watched as the policemen pointed their guns at his father. He watched as they took his father away. He remained hidden, his blue eyes returning to the woman who laid on the floor, with eyes as blue as his. She was staring right at him. Finally, she sees him. Only in death, did she really see him. Something died in that little boy that day. Replaced with bitterness.

Adriana Hayes never knew the true nature of her father’s dangerous life until he sold her. Now, she’s been handed over to Hunter Rivers, one of the most feared and powerful gang leaders in the city. Cold, ruthless, and determined to keep control over everything around him, Hunter doesn’t hesitate to claim Adriana as his own. What he doesn’t expect is the spark between them a spark that challenges everything he’s built his empire on. Adriana, caught between fear and attraction, finds herself torn between wanting to escape and the undeniable pull she feels toward the man who now holds her captive. As the days pass, their dangerous dance of power, control, and desire grows more complicated. Adriana discovers that beneath Hunter’s cold exterior lies a man who may have his own demons and the more she learns, the harder it becomes to keep her distance. But in a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is always lurking, falling for the enemy could be the most dangerous choice of all. Will Adriana remain strong and fight for her freedom, or will she surrender to the passion that threatens to consume them both?

She was given as a gift to him. But he's heart is cold, so cold and he treats her coldly too.Her fears for him increases everyday but suddenly she started feeling different. She started developing other feelings other than fears...What will happen between the master and his slave? Find out!!

Year three of hiding who I was and dating Jenny Knapp, my parents finally said yes to the marriage. I rushed home, ready to tell her—then froze outside the door. Jenny was inside with Nolan Cruz, her childhood friend. "My neighborhood's about to get redeveloped. Big payout. You can finally dump that loser and be with me. If my family hadn't gone broke, you wouldn't have settled for him." No pause. "I'll tell him my family's drowning in debt so we can break up. Then I'll register the marriage with you right away." The words on my tongue died. I pushed the door open. She turned to me, face tight. "My family owes $500,000. I don't want to drag you down. Let's break up." "Sure." I pulled out my phone and texted my dad. [Dad, don't transfer those three buildings to Jenny. Cancel the South Borevia redevelopment project.] If she thought we were worlds apart, I'd show her exactly where I stood.