Paris Reid

"Ava, you don't have to do this. Come back to the pack." Hayes spoke, catching up to me. He's right. Why am I doing this? I'm his Luna, so why am I fleeing? Tears burning at the back of my eyes, I stare straight into his eyes. "I, Ava Chester, reject you, Hayes Reid, Alpha of Nightshade Pack as my Mate." Immediately the words left my lips, I felt something snap—my heart feeling torn—and my wolf winced. "I—I won't accept this rejection, Ava." He managed to say, amidst deep gasps. Wasn't he the same person who hated me from the very first day he saw me?! I saw pain—and something else I couldn't quite figure out—flash through his features as he bored his eyes into me, as if only realising now how much pain he had caused me. If anyone had told me two months ago that I would one day reject Hayes as my mate, I'd have had the person executed and his head put on a stake. •~. .~• Ava, betrothed to Hayes, is in love with him and has wanted nothing more than finally meeting him. But her fantasies of him had been nothing but that—mere fantasies, as she realises that Hayes wasn't who she had thought him to be. After loosing his mate, and brother to a rogue attack, Hayes is left as the new alpha of the pack without a chance to properly mourn his loss. With the sudden death of his mate, he decides to enclose his heart. As the new alpha, Hayes is faced with the duty of getting a Luna, especially as his betrothed has now reached marriageable age, despite him not wanting it. While still mourning the loss of his first mate, how, then, was he to crown another his Luna?

J'avais promis d'accompagner mon ami d'enfance, victime de harcèlement scolaire, pour son changement de lycée, mais la veille de la signature du formulaire, il avait renoncé. Son meilleur ami l'a taquiné : « Pas mal, toi. Faire semblant d'être harcelé pendant si longtemps, juste pour éloigner Rose Moreau. » « Mais c'est ton amie d'enfance ! Tu es vraiment prêt à la laisser partir seule dans un lycée inconnu ? » Lucas Richard a répondu d'un ton indifférent : « Ce n'est qu'un autre lycée dans la même ville, ce n'est pas loin. » « Elle me colle toute la journée, j'en ai marre. C'est parfait comme ça. » Ce jour-là, je suis restée debout devant la porte très longtemps, avant de finalement me décider à partir. Cependant, sur ma demande de transfert, j'ai changé le Lycée n°3 de Paris pour le lycée à l'étranger que mes parents souhaitaient pour moi. Tout le monde a oublié que, depuis le début, entre lui et moi, il y avait un fossé aussi grand que celui entre les nuages et la boue.

“ Flower sudah mati! yang berdiri di hadapanmu, wanita bernama Shaylenna yang liar dan panas di ranjang ... “ Rose Flower. Gadis 20 tahun berparas cantik, anggun dan lugu. Bekerja keras demi membiayai pengobatan sang ayah, yang terbaring sakit 5 tahun lamanya. Hidup miskin, dan terlilit hutang yang banyak. Penderitaannya tak hanya itu. Flower yang malang, dijual oleh kakak tirinya ke sebuah klub ternama di kota Paris. Karna sebuah perjanjian hutang piutang dan balas budi, di situlah sosok Shaylenna menggantikan Flower si lugu. Flower, lebih tepatnya Shaylenna menjadi IDOLA RANJANG dan takdir membuatnya terikat dengan pemilik klub, Alexander. Pria yang pertama menyentuhnya, menjadikannya idola ranjang dan tak lain adalah The King Of Paris yang nyatanya memiliki sisi kemisteriusan. Malaikat, yang juga berhati iblis. Ketenaran dan juga pesonanya, bahkan mampu menjerat 3 penguasa dalam lingkaran cinta, keegoisan, dan klaim akan dirinya. Salah satunya, Maxime D’orion The King Of London, yang berhubungan dengan masa lalu Alexander. Bagaimana Flower akan menyikapi takdir hidupnya dalam bayang-bayang 3 penguasa? Siapakah yang akan berhasil mendapatkannya, setelah tragedi penyiksaan hingga berakhir pemerkosaan yang berujung trauma mendalam dan tumbuhnya janin tak berdosa yang bahkan tak diketahui siapa pemilik sahnya. Inilah kisah cinta sad romantisme, antara jalang dan para penguasa..

For hundreds of years, witches have been a sub species to the vampire race, used as slaves to do the bidding of the undead creatures; but when one witch catches the eye of the vampire Prince, all that could change. The very way the world was run will be erupted into chaos, throwing off the balance that so many had died to protect. When Luna is ripped from her bed in the night, she knew her time had come, that she would pay for her father’s mistake; her world would crumble around her when her mother is killed by the prince and she is taken into his custody. A slave. But that is what all witches should expect, what they are born into. It is the way it had been for hundreds of years, Vampires were the hierarchy of the world, though not that the mortals knew that; and perhaps they never would. The undead creatures liked to feast on the unknowing, on those they could control, dis-guarding the corpses when they had finished. Luna is taken to A city one hundred and seventy feet under the streets of Paris, there she would have to learn how to be a good slave as those around her all believed that witches and warlocks deserved to be there, that they were a lesser species and needed to be controlled. But when the young witch reveals her power, all that was about to change. A mind link had never been formed between a witch and a vampire before, no one thought it possible, but when Luna makes it into Silas’ mind something happens; something that would change the course of their destiny and the fate of all those around them. With rebellion and chaos only around the corner, how will anyone survive?

Kirklin Jefferson is a cold, handsome, and sexy billionaire who is every lady’s dream man but he abhors women especially the celebrities that throw themselves at him. He goes to London to finalize the acquisition deal of a multinational and he meets this curvy and gorgeously beautiful staff of the company; Alexandra Davidson. Despite his coldness, he falls in love with her at first sight but secretly nurses his feelings. Each time she comes into his office, his ‘thing’ would always pitch a tent in his trousers to the extent that Alexandra noticed and she would steal a look at it and secretly wished it was hers to hold and grind forever. Kirklin travels to Paris on a business invitation, and a scheming person sets him up by lacing his drink but he escapes from her hold and bumps into a stranger in the restroom. His erection is so strong that it’s almost breaking open the fly of his trousers as the heat in his body has intensified. The stranger too needs someone to calm her down so both agree to help each other. He grabs her behind, thrusts in and out, and banged the life out of her honey pot……. He returns to London and a steamy love affair ensues between him and his crush; Alexandra Davidson. After a month, he gets to know she is one month pregnant…. “But wait… I used protection while with you so how did this happen?” He retorted angrily. Alexandra is so confused about who the father is…… This is a beautiful story with lots of electrifying twists, hot and steamy romance, exciting moments, suspense, and emotional experiences that will make your time reading it worthwhile. Happy Reading!

On my wedding anniversary, I came home to rose petals and champagne. Instead of romance, I found my husband in bed with my sister—wearing the couture gown I designed for her runway debut. He called my designs "boring" and revealed the fashion house I built was actually funded by her secret investor money. The child we adopted? Her biological son with my husband, who she abandoned to chase Paris Fashion Week. I walked out in nothing but the lingerie prototype from my latest collection. In a snowstorm. Straight into an exclusive fashion week after-party where I met him: a mysterious man who mistook me for a model and offered me a drink that tasted like freedom. One night later, I owed him $100,000. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. And when I showed up to my job interview at the biggest fashion conglomerate in the industry, ready to prove my designs could save their failing luxury brand, the CEO sitting across from me was the same man from that night. He remembers me. He wants his money back. And he's offering me $5 million if I can take his brand from fashion week laughingstock to top five in three major shows. I took the bet. I just didn't tell him about the baby. Or that my ex-husband's textile company supplies the fabric for every major fashion house—including his.

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. I was depressed the moment before he entered, but the second I look at his blue eyes, I forget the dumpster fire that my life has become. I invite him back to my place and it’s the most passionate night of my life. I expect to never see him again. I just want him as an anti-depressant—but he wants me all to himself. I just got my heart ripped out of my chest so I want something easy and no-strings-attached, but he wants all the strings because he’s hooked. I don’t get much of a say in the matter, and that’s not surprising when I learn why—because he’s the Butcher. The crime lord of all crime lords, the boss that overshadows all of Paris, that makes everyone abide by his rules—or pay. And now I’m his.

“Your marriage is like a fairytale, exquisite dinner dates, designer gowns, a husband who made the world believe in love.” they said. She smiled, knowing everything was a lie. If only they knew that behind the diamonds, the laughter, and the perfect photographs were scars she still pretended not to see. Anne-Marie Duval was born into a world of luxury and riches — heiress to Duval Scents, Paris’s most coveted perfume empire. Married to her childhood love, Louis Trottier, Anne-Marie believed her husband was perfect until she discovered he was more of a demon than human. Desperate to save her marriage and father's name , she offers him everything: her heart, her possessions, even a child but that only worsened everything. On the night that was meant to celebrate two years of forced love and marriage, Anne-Marie’s world crumbles before her eyes. Heavily pregnant, she never expected her anniversary party to turn into a public humiliation. The man she loved calls her a slut and declares his new mistress before everyone. When she wakes up, it’s not her husband by her side but a stranger her father sent to protect her. And waiting for her are divorce papers, scandalous headlines, and the cruel reality that the man she once trusted has stripped her of everything—even the company her father left her. Now, broken but not defeated, Florence vows to reclaim her dignity, her freedom, and make Louis Trottier pay for everything he had done. He may have destroyed their marriage but she will decide how their story ends. Will she succeed in her revenge plan or will the turn out of a new love story distract her? Find out..

Furina Dunne has never gotten it easy in life. After her mother left her and her dad to marry a rich billionaire, Furina went on a trip to Paris with her friends and drank her pain away. She ended up waking up in a hotel room, stark naked next to a French man. Upon being treated like a prostitute, she had her sweet revenge on that man and moved on with her life. Five years later, she found out that her dad had been beaten up by a loan shark whom her father had borrowed money for his medical bills. Furina moved back in with her dad and helped him. When she received an invitation from her now-rich mother to attend a dinner gala, she attended with one purpose: to borrow money so she could pay the loan shark. Her mother treated her like dirt and she ended up leaving the gala. On her way out, she stumbled into a gorgeous fine specimen of a man, Diluc Ragnvindr Neuvillette. She jumped into his limousine to get away from her mother, not knowing that this man was the same man she’d spent a drunken one-night-stand five years ago and that he was also her stepbrother. The danger was now that Diluc finally had her again, there was no way he would ever let her go … and the dangerous liaison shall commence along with its consequences. 👠👠👠 The moment Diluc spotted her alone at the party, he pulled her into a corner and kissed her. “We’re in a public place,” she said, pulling away from him. His finger dipped lower, “Yeah? Is that why you’re so wet?”

J’étais en couple avec Éric Simonot depuis trois ans, mais il n’a jamais voulu me demander en mariage. Ou plutôt, il refusait de le faire. Puis, il a eu un coup de foudre pour ma demi-sœur, Stéphane Cousteau, et s’est mis à la courtiser ouvertement, sans aucune retenue. Cette fois, je n’ai ni pleuré ni attendu patiemment qu’il revienne vers moi une fois qu’il aurait fini de s’amuser, comme je l’avais fait dans le passé. J’ai rassemblé tous les cadeaux qu’il m’avait offerts et je les ai jetés. J’ai aussi découpé en morceaux la robe de mariée que j’avais achetée en secret. Le jour de son anniversaire, j’ai décidé de quitter Paris, seule. Juste avant d’embarquer dans l’avion, Éric m’a envoyé un message : « T’es où ? Tout le monde t’attend. » J’ai esquissé un sourire et j’ai bloqué toutes ses coordonnées. Il ne savait pas qu’il y a deux semaines, j’avais accepté de me marier avec Clovis Lavanchy, un ancien camarade d’université. À l’atterrissage dans ma nouvelle ville, Clovis et moi allions nous marier.