Paul Yonggi Cho

I was chosen to be the fiancée of Lorenzo, the Mafia’s heir. But at a family gala, Lorenzo was openly pursued by Chiara, the daughter of an arms dealer. Chiara wasn’t like the other rule-abiding debutantes.She tore through the streets in a modified sports car, used a military-grade combat knife to cut her cigars, and drank the harshest whiskey neat.There was an untamed wildness about her, a fire Lorenzo couldn’t look away from. He complained to the family elders, “How can a woman like that possibly be our Madre and run this entire family?” His words dripped with disdain for her recklessness, yet his eyes were glued to her, tracking her every move as she raised her glass. Then, on Lorenzo’s birthday, he announced his intention to make Chiara his mistress. Chiara refused.”The women of my family are wives, never mistresses.And my husband’s heart must belong only to me.” Lorenzo came to me, his voice hesitant.”Alessia, it’s just a title.I need you to give it to Chiara.Please? She doesn’t understand our family’s traditions, and she’s making a scene about marrying me.We just need to pacify her for now.Even if she marries me, you will still be the one to manage the family’s affairs.” As I stood trying on my wedding gown, a sharp crystal bead on the bodice pierced my finger.A single drop of blood bloomed against the pure white satin. The dress was ruined, but the wedding would go on. Since he chose someone else to be his wife, I will become his Madre.

Rules. Kills. Ranks. Masks. Betrayals. Liars. Secrets. Haxielle Devi Grim, the secret heir of the biggest Mafia Organization- Grim Line Corporation. A typical selfish brat, cold, pyscho and troublemaker was- once again expelled because of her mistake. Her father Hades Grim sent her to their own school that has been kept as a secret to her for many years.She has one mission. Know the hidden secrets of her family and her own.Magagawa niya bang malaman lahat ng sikreto or everything will turn into dust? Welcome to Elyxir Academy!Would you like to kill?

Suis-je maudite ? comment la déesse de la lune a pu m'attribuer deux compagnons ?un loup et un hybride . Je suis dans la merde. Aucun des n'est commode, un hybride (vampire-sorcier , qui cache un loup-garou) contre un lycan , n'est ce pas la fin du monde ? comment faire un choix. Et moi qui suis-je ?

The prophecy about the apocalypse of the wolf clan is gradually fulfilled when all the werewolves in the world suffer from a strange disease, or the ancients think it is a deadly curse. And 18 years ago, Alina was born; she was the only one who miraculously resisted the strange disease. The same unique ability brings countless troubles to Alina's life when she becomes the target of werewolves hunted across the continent. Alina's beloved father and her pack had to sacrifice to protect her. Alina flees everywhere and is captured by Alpha Elmer; she accidentally becomes a test subject. Ironically, on the night of her 18th birthday, Alina discovered Elmer was her mate. However, there are too many misunderstandings between them. Can Alina accept someone who sees her as an experiment? And Elmer, comparing love with Alina and his pack, how will he choose? Will he protect her amidst the stalking of bad guys? Or will Elmer choose to sacrifice Alina to serve his research goals?

I vividly remember sometimes, remember that I run from someone " I did that in order to survive, They always treated me like a monster" I remember his words that he shouted clearly in my mind, but who said that ? And why? Why he was running after me?

In a world where I am a werewolf without a wolf, my own father, an Alpha, views my existence as a stain on our lineage, a family secret too shameful to bear. Not only am I rejected by my family, I am also rejected by my fated mate.Shortly after my mate’s rejection, I find myself thrust into the royal world I have little desire to be part of. After losing his fated mate, the Lycan King decides to hold a grand selection for a new luna, an event that gathers unmated noble females. The Lycan King is known for his brutality and is rumored to have lost his mind after the death of his love. Out of all of the beautiful potential bride’s, I am chosen by the Lycan King. Will I be able to handle his sadistic ways? In the face of undeniable echoes of entwined destinies, I am met with the truth of who I am and what I can do. Will I use my new found truths to destroy the family that outcasted me or will I use them for the greater good? There is no mistake that love is relentless. Will the King’s regret turn into his redemption and return me to his arms? Only the Moon Goddess herself holds the key to our destinies and answers to our questions.

My brother and I get into a car accident. My heart is ruptured—I need emergency surgery. But my mother, the hospital director, calls every available doctor… to my brother's room. He only has a few scrapes, yet she orders a full-body scan for him while I lie there bleeding out. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop fighting for attention for once? Your brother almost injured a bone!" In the end, I die on the operating table. But after the news of my death breaks, my mother, who has always hated me, completely loses her mind.

Dans la villa déserte, Sophie Jonathan était assise sur le canapé, immobile. Ce n’est qu’après un long moment que la porte d’entrée s’est ouverte et que Théo Réaumur a fait son apparition. Son regard s’est attardé un instant sur elle avant que son visage ne s’assombrisse instantanément. « Aujourd’hui, Camille a de la fièvre. Pourquoi m’as-tu appelé autant de fois ? »

"I found my mate and I think she just rejected me so... yeah happy me," I responded. I tried to keep my voice neutral so, that I could hide my pain. But it was a terrible fail. "Well if it makes you feel any better, I don't have a mate either brother," Damien responded. For someone who was human, that is before I turned him, he sure did lack empathy. "Does she not like your form?" He asked after realizing that he was not making me feel any better. I looked different. Yes, that was true. But not that much different. Besides, I know that that wasn't the reason why she rejected me, if I can call it a rejection that is. My mate rejected me because I was of low status and income. Damn it, I was mated to a gold digger. XXXXXX Dimitri is an original vampire. He is also soon-to-be king. As part of his pre-coronation duties, he is to disguise himself and live among his soon-to-be subjects such as to understand them better. However, he cannot get caught. If anyone recognizes that it is him, their prince, then he has failed. So, what happens when he bumps into his mate and she doesn't approve of him being of working class? Throw in a black, bold and beautiful African woman, a ton of family secrets and a supernatural war, then your recipe for disaster is good to go.

A rough hand covers my mouth, muffling my cry of surprise when I'm pushed against the fence. A muscular thigh pushes between my legs, and I stare at a red eyed Haeden. "Haeden?" It comes out on a heavy exhale. His pupils dilate, and I squirm against him as he presses even closer. "Fuck," he mutters. He roughly tangles his fingers into my hair and I cry out in pain. He tilts my head back not once loosening his hold on me. He leans in and forces his tongue down my throat.  I gasp. He produces a deep groan that vibrates through me. I whimper when he bites my bottom lip. He tilts my head and licks a trail up the length of my neck. "Haeden," I whisper, my voice thick. He finds my pulse and sucks, teeth grazing along my tendons.  "Do you know how much I hate you?" he hisses into my ear, "Yet here I am, going crazy after seeing you dance with Ivy like that." His voice is husky. I gasp when he bites me, the points of his teeth digging into my skin. "We were just dancing," I whisper. He scoffs and presses his knee tighter against me. "You're fucking adorable, but you must be a niave little bitch if you think that didn't affect me, Stone, or Kingston," he growls into my ear. *** Ariella went from prized virgin to psycho pariah in less than a day. Her father, the Pastor of a church, mass murders a group of it’s members. She's the one to catch him red handed, literally.  She becomes an outcast, with a target pinned to her. Making unlikely friends with delinquents, Ariella gives a sacrifice. Psychopathy is hereditary. Stone, Haeden, and Kingston just want to see if it's true.