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En el tercer mes de mi embarazo, la amiga de la infancia de mi esposo mafioso regresó. Todos decían que si no hubiera sido por la repentina partida de Estela García tres años atrás, nunca habría sido yo la esposa de Mateo Pérez. Ahora que Estela había vuelto, debía cederle mi lugar. Evidentemente, Mateo pensaba lo mismo. Consintió que Estela me lastimara una y otra vez, y hasta mi hijo se convirtió en una víctima de su amor. Desesperada, tomé la decisión de marcharme y poner fin a toda relación con Mateo. Pero cuando desaparecí por completo de su vida, ese hombre comenzó a buscarme por todas partes como un loco.

Dahil sa isang masamang plano, nawala kay Maisie Vanderbilt ang kaniyang pagka-birhen at napilitan siyang lumayas sa kaniyang bahay. Paglipas ng anim na taon, bumalik siya sa bansa kasama ang tatlong maliliit na bata, handa na siyang maghiganti.Hindi niya inakalang mas madiskarte pa sa kaniya ang tatlo niyang mala-anghel na mga anak. Hinanap nila ang kanilang tatay, isang taong makapangyarihan at kayang protektahan ang kanilang ina. Kinidnap nila ang kanilang ama.“Mommy, kinidnap namin si Daddy at inuwi na siya!”Pinagmasdan ng lalaki ang tatlo niyang mini-me. Saka isinandal si Maisie sa pader. Habang nakataas ang kilay, bigla siyang ngumisi. “Dahil mayroon na tayong tatlo, bakit hindi pa tayo magdagdag ng isa?”Umangal si Maisie, “P*nyeta ka!”

Book 2 of The Shadow Alpha Series *** Bulky arms encircled my waist, successfully cutting off any movement from my upper body. “Why are you following me?” The husky whisper send my body into a second frenzy and it was only when the fog cleared from my brain that I registered that my back was up against a tree. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire as I stared into the cobalt blue eyes of my captor. Jasper Queen stared down at me with stern expectation and though his hand was no longer covering my mouth, I couldn't speak. “Speak up!” He spat making me flinch and swallow the ball in my . “I- I wasn't following you…” I croaked hoping he believed me despite the unconvincing tone. “So you were just conveniently wandering the forest in the same direction I was walking?” His question was obviously rhetorical but my eyebrows furrowed and I nodded slowly, looking at my surroundings, something about it seemed familiar. Jasper's hand slamming against the tree beside me made me jump and our eyes met suddenly, but what I saw staring back at me was a picture come to life, from the curves to the creases at the corners of his eyes, the pencil sketch that laid in my book at home both captured every detail and did no justice. “Don't lie to me!” his pressing against mine vibrated with each word and it was all I could do not to shiver with pleasure. “I'm not, I swear.” I could feel the tears gathering in my eyes, “I would never lie to my mate.” and just like that, any softness in his eyes evaporated. “I'm not your mate.” *** Join Sophia and Jasper as they battle age-old demons, secrets and their innermost fears

Lorsqu'Ava accepte un poste de nounou pour le fils d'un puissant milliardaire, elle est bouleversée en découvrant que l'enfant est en réalité le sien. Des années plus tôt, elle avait vécu une aventure d'un soir avec un inconnu, ignorant qu'il s'agissait de Nolan Davenport, l'un des hommes les plus riches du pays. Intrigué par la connexion entre son fils et Ava, Nolan finit par apprendre la vérité. Déterminé à rattraper le temps perdu, il exige de jouer son rôle de père… et refuse de laisser Ava lui échapper à nouveau.

It was him. The man I had just been accused of murdering in cold blood. The man whom I've been forced to consume poison because of. Or, had I seen a ghost? Why was my supposedly dead husband standing in the midst of those people, smirking in accomplishment. As the venom of the poison spread through my body and like I was going to rip apart because of the pain, I gave in to the paralysis that rushed me and then closed my eyes shut, tears finding their way out of my closed eyes regardless. “P…please, G… God,” I mumbled with the final breath in me. ~~~ And, suddenly, my eyes were opened, and I was standing in front of him. And he was smiling widely at me, asking what I thought of the wedding dress. But, this was weird because this was from three years ago. Then, my eyes dropped on the calendar. Was I hallucinating? I… I have been reborn?!

pour satisfaire son père, Carmen a été obligée d'épouser un homme handicapé qui était un grand arrogant et narcissique. elle a supporté ses insultes chaque jour jusqu'au jour où elle n'en pouvait plus. elle l'a aidé à reprendre confiance en lui mais la seule récompense qu'elle a pu avoir de lui était sa trahison. partie après sa demande de divorce, ce dernier ne supportait pas cela et n'a pas cessé de s'immiscer dans sa nouvelle vie jusqu'au jour où il a réussi à lui avouer qu'il ne pouvait pas vivre sans elle. devrait-elle retourner avec son ex-mari ou continuer sa vie?

Anouk, romancière en panne d'inspiration, kidnappe ce qu'elle pense être un homme ordinaire pour écrire la dark romance ultime. Sa cible ? Dante, un homme qui passait trop de temps à choisir ses pâtes. Sauf que Dante n'est pas un comptable, mais un parrain du crime dont l'obsession pour l'ordre n'a d'égale que la brutalité. Leur relation improbable vire au duel absurde et malsain entre le chaos créatif d'Anouk et les méthodes "protocolaires" de son psychopate personnel. Elle voulait de l'inspiration, elle a hérité d'un homme qui rédige des plans en cinq points pour la garder éternellement.

À 26 ans, Lylah pensait connaître la routine confortable du mariage avec Robin, son mari homme d'affaires. Mais l'irruption de Brandon, un chanteur charismatique croisé dans un cabaret lors d'une sortie entre amies vient bouleverser cet équilibre. Un baiser passionné les lie secrètement. Cette liaison clandestine est mise en péril par la découverte d'Irina, qui exerce un chantage impitoyable sur Lylah. Alors que le poids des secrets s'accumule, Lylah est confrontée à une vérité encore plus choquante. Ce réseau complexe de trahisons et de désirs interdits menace de détruire toutes les relations.

before all man can remember, monsters roam our lands, special group of people named keepers has known the history of how monsters were vanquished and removed from our world. all monsters are now fiction, can be read in books and heard in legends, however, another group of people seeks chaos and want to free these monsters known only from our books and legends.

Screw standard blurbs. This isn't an ordinary book... This is a paranormal romance, with a reverse harem feel. Addictive as crack, and I'm not talking old, hairy builders crack either. Don't expect any fluff or happy endings, because what you'll actually get is bad attitudes, foul language, and men so damn hot, they'll melt your panties off with just one look. Read the book. Let me pull you in and make you fall in love, before viciously ripping out your heart, just because I can. By the end of the book, expect to be ugly crying, while you plot my slow, yet painful death. As tempted as you are, do not throw your tablet at the wall. I promise I'll send one of my hunks to rescue you from that cliff you're currently hanging from by your bra straps. You're welcome. I'll see you in the next book, sweetcheeks.