Pacar Laura Anna

She's scarred from a previous relationship. She craves attention, she craves to be loved but she's not ready to give back. In her quest to protect herself, she ends in a web of uncertainty between two good men.

In the heart of bustling city life, Eva Lowes, an enigmatic heiress to a vast fortune, finds solace in the arms of her devoted husband, Blake Torres. Yet, beneath the façade of marital bliss lies a carefully guarded secret: Eva has chosen to conceal her true identity from Blake. As their love deepens, Eva grapples with the moral dilemma of revealing her affluent background, fearing it may jeopardize the authenticity of their relationship. Caught between the desire for honesty and the fear of losing Blake's love, Eva navigates the intricate web of deceit, hoping to preserve their bond while concealing the truth that could unravel their world.

Imani, a girl who had been abused from a young age gets kidnapped one night in the outer states. All Imani ever wanted was to be afloat, to be non-existent but after she escapes from her captor the second time, being free becomes a luxury that she can not afford. Convicted of two murders, how was it possible to be non-existent? This story is based in the inner states, outer states and higher states. Let your imagination lead.

Alyssa, a young chef, lives in New York City, where she meets Damon, while jogging in the park. Their connection is instant, but fate seems to conspire against them, and they part ways, each thinking they'll never see each other again. However, their paths cross again at a party for the anniversary of her father and his wife , where Damon mistakes Alyssa for someone else, while having a passionate kiss with her. As the truth comes to light, Alyssa discovers Damon's true identity: her stepbrother. As they go through this complicated reality, Alyssa and Damon must confront their feelings for each other. But Damon harbors dark secrets tied to his mafia dealings, which threaten to tear them apart. Will he find a way to open up to Alyssa, or will their love remain hidden in secrecy?

Naomi is a Japanese princess, who has been in love with the wrong person for 8 years, her cousin Satoshi, both wanting to be together, her father the emperor, sends him away so that it will never happen, and instead on the verge of her 16th birthday she gets engaged to another man whom she disowns. Her cousin arrives just for her birthday, only he betrays his beloved by killing her father. She is about to be killed and is saved by her fiancé, who hides her in a village, facing dangerous situations, both falling in love and caring for each other, wanting to protect each other. Only that secrets, monarchy and revenge, will make things very difficult for the princess, unleashing fights, dramas, crying and breakups, is Satoshi really the traitor?

Le froid la mordait jusqu’à l’os. Ses pieds nus s’enfonçaient dans la neige épaisse, déchirée ici et là par des racines mortes. Le vent hurlait à travers les sapins, semblable à un chant ancien, sauvage et indomptable. Bella courait. Sans savoir où elle allait. Sans regarder derrière. Elle n’avait pas le droit de se retourner. Pas maintenant qu'elle avait réussi . Ses poumons brûlaient. Ses bras étaient couverts d’égratignures. Son corps tremblait violemment, aussi bien de douleur que de peur. Une partie d’elle ne croyait pas encore à sa propre fuite. L’autre, plus sauvage, refusait de mourir sans avoir tenté une dernière fois de s’échapper de cet enfer dans lequel elle a vécu ces dernières années Elle avait attendu ce moment depuis si longtemps. Éric n’était pas là. Parti en voyage d’affaires. Un autre mensonge probablement il est tellement doué pour sa . Mais ses gardes du corps, eux, étaient bien là. Fidèles. Cruels. Insensibles à ses supplications , impitoyables . Pourtant, cette nuit-là, elle avait réussi. Maintenant, elle ne savait plus depuis combien d’heures elle courait. Ses souvenirs se brouillaient. Elle avait pris un train clandestinement, traversé des forêts, volé de la nourriture dans des stations-service... Et puis, elle avait suivi les montagnes. Le nord. Toujours plus au nord. Jusqu’à ce que la civilisation disparaisse. Un silence surnaturel régnait ici. Pas de réseau. Pas d’humains. Juste des kilomètres de forêts enneigées, de vallées perdues et de ruines oubliées juste ce dont elle avait besoin elle était sur qu'ici il ne la retrouvera jamais . Bella avait marché jusqu’à ce que ses jambes menacent de lâcher. Et c’est là qu’elle l’avait vue : une vieille maison abandonnée, à moitié effondrée, perdue au milieu d’une clairière glaciale.

A woman's husband returns from jail after four years, just when she has moved on to another man. Now she has two men competing for her love. With all the grief in her heart, the husband does not stand a chance.

In a dark world Aliyah stumbles on her mate in the midst of her troubled world and ex. He is a protector, mysterious and dangerous man. In the midst of unsettledness and wars Don Alessandro finds his mate. With the confusion and secrets it's extremely difficult for everything to work out as planned. Every danger makes them come out stronger or does it? Excerpt from story... As soon as Alessandro left my room, I devised a plan which I have to put into motion tonight. Around 10pm, I snuck out. I tried to sneak into Alessandro’s room. I was almost there when a bodyguard caught me of course. So I went for plan B. “Ooops.” I said dropping my coat and showing my see through nightee. “I will tell him you stared at my nakedness.” I said. “I am sorry.” He said shivering and scurried away. That was easy. Probably not the best idea but it worked. After a few minutes I kind of heard them talking about it. Seriously they should shut up. That guard went to tell his friends about it. How stupid. I thought they don’t talk. “You stared at who?” I heard Alessandro say angrily. Sorry to them no one asked them to gossip. This also means he will be coming soon… I have to find… Bingo! I can probably find something there. He thought keeping me away from his room will keep him safe. As soon as I put my hand in his jacket he called me. “Aliyah you don’t want to do that.” He said. Enemies in the mafia and pack can't wait to tear them to shreds. Danger always looms and in addition secrets cause distrust. Will the secrets break them or make them stronger.

Penser que l amour , d'une personne peut suffire pour qu'un mariage fonctionne est idiot , très idiot J ai fais cette erreur , et maintenant j en paye le prix . Quand on aime on se dit que la seule chose que peut nous faire mal c est l infidélité de son conjoint Mais connaissez vous la douleur d être trahi par les deux personnes qu'on aime le plus . Cette douleur je ne la souhaite même pas à mon pire ennemie

Four years of marriage. One signature—his own—that set me free, though he never realized what he was signing. I was Sophia Moretti, the invisible wife of James Moretti, heir to the city’s most powerful mafia family. But when his childhood sweetheart, the dazzling and privileged Vicky, returned, I finally understood: I had always been temporary. So I played my final move. I slid the papers across his desk—divorce disguised as routine university forms. James signed without a second glance, his fountain pen scratching across the page as carelessly as he'd treated our vows, without noticing he was ending our marriage. But I walked away with more than my freedom. Beneath my coat, I carried his unborn heir—a secret that could destroy him when he finally realized what he'd lost. Now, the man who never noticed me is tearing the world apart trying to find me. From his penthouse to the underworld's gutters, he's turning over every stone. But I'm not some trembling prey waiting to be found. I rebuilt myself beyond his reach—where not even a Moretti can follow. This time, I won't be begging for his love. He'll be begging for mine.