Pemeran Anya Forger

BLURB: “What are you doing, Adrian?!” I ask in an alarmed tone, the intense look in his eyes scaring the shit out of me. “I can fucking smell him on you!” Adrian growls at me as he covers the distance between us. “Let go, Adrian. You are scaring me!” I say in a shaky tone as Adrian's hand wraps around my wrist like a hot band. “You better be scared, doll, because when I'm done with you my name will be the only thing etched in your mind and fucking body.” Adrian says through gritted teeth, his words leaving me shaking on the spot. I'm overwhelmed with fear as I begin to wonder if I will even make it out if this room alive. __________________________ For a long time, winning the love of one of the most ruthless billionaires in the city was the only thing on Anya's mind until she is faced with his cruel betrayal and served with divorce papers. Unable to handle all this ontop of the death of her son and only child, Anya drives away from his office without any location in mind only to be met by a ghastly motor accident where she ends up losing her memory – or not. Anya is faced with the truth of what happened all those years ago, and she is determined to get revenge against every single person who has hurt her and her family. But what happens when she is faced with a new side of Adrian she has never seen before? A side that tucks her in at night and refuses to let her out of his sight? Will she be able to see past his betrayal or will she forever be stuck in a position where her revenge means more to her than anything else?

{TW: DARK ROMANCE, ABUSE, DADDY KINK, PSYCHOTIC, VIOLENCE.} “Won’t you like to open your gift, Bambi?” It wasn’t a question. César Navarro never asked. He commanded. When Anya Esmeralda Torres untied the silk ribbon and lifted the lid of the velvet box, her world shattered. Inside, staring back at her with dead, lifeless pupils, were the green eyes of Giovanni De Luca…..the man whose gaze had made her uncomfortable all evening. Her scream ripped through the silence. “Now his eyes will never trouble you again.” He said it like he’d given her a necklace. Like dismemberment was romance. Like murder was love. César Navarro, known in the underworld as Calavera, wasn’t just the founder of a billion-dollar tech empire. He was the Skull—mafia heir, executioner, and obsession wrapped in a tailored suit. And Anya? She was his cage bird. His possession. His favorite game. But Anya wasn’t born to be caged. She was fire—wild, defiant, desperate for freedom. And no matter how many diamonds he draped her in, she vowed to escape. The question is: can you ever run from a monster who always finds you? Or will love become the

“I won’t be erased. Not this time.” Anya Petrova never asked to inherit a fortune—let alone a war. For years, the down-to-earth preschool teacher built a quiet life for her daughter, Zoe, far from the icy world of billionaire empires and old European bloodlines. But on her 25th birthday, everything changes. Her late father—powerful shipping magnate Nikolai Volkov—names her in his will. The catch? She must live for one year in the penthouse of her cold, infuriating half-brother, Dimitri Volkov, ruthless CEO of the Volkov empire… a man she secretly knows far too well. Because five years ago, at a masked gala, Dimitri was the stranger who left her breathless—and unknowingly made him the father of her child. Now, forced into a dangerous game of legacy and lies, Anya must navigate the treacherous world of old-money elites who will stop at nothing to erase Zoe’s claim to the Volkov name. But Dimitri is no longer the cold enemy she feared—and together, they uncover secrets darker than either imagined: an ancient blood feud tied to Anya’s mother, and a rival family prepared to strike in the shadows. The stakes? Everything. Zoe’s future. Anya’s heart. A fortune worth more than gold—one built on love, truth, and a family worth fighting for.

“Fine, but there should be rules.” I said sitting back down. “There is one, don't fall in love with me, Ice Queen.” He said with an ecstatic voice. “I’d be caught dead before that happens!” “We’ll see.” He muttered with a smirk on his face. Everything… Amara Forger had lost everything, from her company to her name. She had given years of hard work and love to the people who tore down to the ground. She is now caught in the middle of a whole lot of drama, but something happens. She is offered help from the one person who she would have never imagined to help her. Her number one enemy, Roman Winters. He offers to marry her and in return he would help her save her firm and return everything she lost while she would help him do something that was biting him down. Amara agrees, but then she sees the terror in the Winters household and she also learns things about Roman that she didn't know. She begins to put things together, but the question remains. Can you fake emotions forever without them turning real?

“I’ll keep you safe, Anya. Even if I have to lock you away.” * * Her brother kept her away from the Bratva’s bloody world. But the night he was killed, Anya Vasiliev was thrown into it. Straight into the arms of his best friend, Roman Sokolov. Now the new Pakhan, Roman swears she’s safest with him. But his protection feels like a prison… and his obsession, like chains tightening around her throat. He says he’ll burn Moscow to the ground for her. But will she ever escape the man who swore she’ll belong to him? No matter the cost?

Résumé : Il m’a tout pris. Et je vais tout lui reprendre. Quand j’avais huit ans, Antonio Guerero a fait exploser mon monde à coups de balles et de rires. Il a violé ma mère sous les yeux de mon père impuissant, puis les a exécutés l’un après l’autre. Ma sœur Doriane a subi le même sort, fauchée dans son innocence. Moi, j’étais cachée sous la table. Paralysée. Spectatrice impuissante de l’horreur. Depuis ce jour, je ne vis plus. Je survis. Dix-huit ans à nourrir la colère, à former ma haine. Dix-huit ans à me forger une nouvelle identité. Mon nom est Layanne Williams, j’ai 26 ans, et je suis devenue l’une des meilleures Bodyguards de Mexico. Recueillie par Lys Taylor, une femme brisée elle aussi par Guerero, j’ai appris à me battre, à tuer, à survivre. Elle a fait de moi une arme. Et aujourd’hui, cette arme est prête à frapper. Antonio Guerero est devenu un homme puissant : ministre influent, chef d’entreprise intouchable, père de famille aimé. Mais il a oublié une chose. Moi. Il m’a volé mon passé. Je vais lui arracher son présent. Sa famille. Son pouvoir. Sa vie. Je suis sa fin.

Camilla Hart’s life is small but warm, filled with early mornings with her best friend Anya and caring for her sick aunt Roseline. An encounter with an arrogant stranger that she spilled coffee, will change everything. That same stranger, Adrian Harrington, a billionaire CEO, shows up at her big presentation. Impressed, he offers her a job as his personal assistant. Camilla is thrown into a world of glass walls, power games, and sharp eyes that never stop watching. Her desk sits just a glass wall away from Adrian Harrington’s — the arrogant billionaire she can’t escape from him. Everything changed when Adrian puts a contract in front of her: one year as his wife. No intimacy, no questions, no strings. In return, her aunt’s surgery will be paid for, and 20 million dollars . Cornered, Camilla signs. A dinner party with Adrian’s powerful family push her to her limits.Eleanor, Adrian's grandmother looks down on her because of her background, his father shows kindness, and just when she starts finding her place, Adrian’s childhood sweetheart, Celine, comes back to claim him. Jealousy simmers, sparks ignite, and the “rules” of their marriage start to break. Between late-night arguments, almost-kisses, and truths they’re too afraid to say , something real grows. But just as Camilla begins to trust what’s happening between them, her world is rocked: her long-lost father returns, wealthy and powerful, carrying secrets that turn her life upside down. When the contract ends, Camilla walks away, determined to stand on her own. But Adrian won’t let her go. In front of both families, at an engagement party no one saw coming, he makes his choice clear: what started as a deal on paper has become the only promise that matters.