Phu Thê Nhà Nghèo

Comprei pela internet um espírito sedutor da mitologia medieval, ele é bonito e frio. Mas ele ficava ronronando o tempo todo, me encarando em silêncio, e sua temperatura corporal estava absurdamente quente. Com medo de que ele estivesse doente, corri para falar com o atendimento ao cliente. Do outro lado, após ouvir minha descrição, o atendente ficou em silêncio. [Prezada cliente, é possível que ele não esteja doente, mas apenas com tanta fome que queira te beijar ou fazer alguma outra travessura?]

Antes de completar dezoito anos, eu era a adorada princesa da família Moretti. Tudo mudou no meu décimo oitavo aniversário, quando meu pai trouxe para casa uma garota órfã chamada Carina. — Ela precisa de um lar. — Disse meu pai. — Você cuidará dela, como uma irmã. A partir daquele momento, nada foi igual. Meu irmão, que antes me adorava, tornou-se frio e distante. E meu noivo... o amor dele por mim parecia se reduzir pela metade da noite para o dia. A família elogiava Carina por ser dócil e obediente, chamando-a de uma filha muito melhor do que eu, sua própria carne e sangue. Depois de muito ser deixada de lado por Carina, finalmente desabei e segurei a manga do meu pai. — O sangue não significa nada? — Perguntei. A fúria do meu pai se acendeu. Ele abrigou Carina em lágrimas atrás dele, e diante de toda a família, deu-me um tapa no rosto. — Seu desperdício egoísta. Eu devia nunca ter tido você. — Você traz vergonha a esta família. — A voz do meu irmão Marco soou fria como uma lâmina. — Saia. E meu noivo, Vincent, olhou para mim com desapontamento: — Se ao menos eu estivesse noivo da Carina desde o início. Eles achavam que eu me curvaria aos pés deles, como sempre fizera. Mas não disse uma palavra; apenas fui até o cofre da família, retirei os documentos oficiais e risquei meu nome com um único traço. Tirei o anel de noivado do dedo e o coloquei sobre a mesa. Dei a Carina tudo aquilo que eles achavam que eu não merecia. Afinal, eu tinha apenas mais vinte e quatro horas de vida. Mas eles não faziam ideia, naquele momento, de que — em meio às ruínas da família Moretti — um dia se ajoelhariam na chuva implorando pelo meu retorno.

No aniversário da nossa União, minhas pernas envolviam meu Alfa, Adrian, enquanto compartilhávamos um beijo profundo. Meus dedos roçaram o bolso secreto do meu vestido de seda, e minha mão se apertou ao redor do teste de gravidez que eu havia escondido ali. Sentia o leve pulsar de uma nova vida dentro de mim, planejando dar a ele essa surpresa como o final perfeito da nossa noite. Foi então que o Beta de Adrian, Ethan, falou em tom baixo e provocador, usando a Língua Antiga. — Alfa, aquela sua cunhadinha... a loba recém-amadurecida, Zoe. Qual foi o gosto dela? A risada baixa e sugestiva de Adrian chegou aos meus ouvidos, discreta, mas perfeitamente clara. Ele respondeu na mesma língua ancestral. — Sabe aquela pimenta fresquinha? Ardida, com um toque picante de verdade. A palma da mão dele ainda acariciava minha cintura, mas seu olhar já havia se desviado para outro lugar. — Só mantém isso em segredo. Se minha Luna descobrir, acabou tudo. Os outros Betas soltaram risadinhas cúmplices, erguendo seus copos em uma promessa silenciosa de guardar seu segredo. Mas um frio me invadiu, e minha loba interior ficou imóvel, como se tivesse morrido. Ele não sabia que eu havia estudado a Língua Antiga para minha pesquisa sobre trauma em lobisomens. Eu entendia cada palavra. Contive minhas lágrimas, forçando-me a parecer inabalável, mantendo a compostura esperada de uma Luna. Em vez de confrontá-lo, enviei uma mensagem magicamente protegida à Anciã Slone da Associação de Curandeiros Lobisomens, aceitando o convite que ela havia me estendido. Em três dias, eu me juntaria a um programa seguro de reabilitação para lobisomens como sua nova Terapeuta-Chefe e desapareceria do mundo de Adrian para sempre.

all started like a little spark in her chest, and then it grew and ignited her whole being with an outburst of emotion. Before she could recollect herself, she found out that she desired him more than anything in the world. She was madly in love. Ada was a palace maid, the most trusted servant in the palace. The king loves and cherish her very much that he told her secrets that even the Prince himself does not know about. This led to conspiracy, anger and jealously. The bitterness of betrayer ate Ada up when she found out that the man she loves most in the world, had tricked her into disclosing the location of the Ofor, the mantle of leadership in Alaocha, and had stolen it.

It has been five years since The Blue Moon Pack won the war, and saved the entire world, five years since Adaline Vulkov and Alexandru Conri prevented anilation. Several lives were lost, and almost every part of the pack was burnt to the ground. It took them a while to work through the loss of everything, to pick up the pieces, and move on, but they did, some well, than the others. Now, Adaline is married to Alexandru, and they have two beautiful children together - Zoe and Noah. Everyone has worked through the pain and the loss in their own way, and everything has gone well, for five whole years, they should have known it was too good to be true. An even greater evil has arisen, with it, creatures never been seen before, and an old enemy. Watch as prophesies unfold, as the earth is shaken off its axis, as a Family tries so hard to hold on to win a losing battle.

They are brothers. Not just any type of brothers, but the hottest, richest and most popular boys in the whole of New Orleans. But despite all of their good looks and fame, they have a bad side. They are playboys to the core. Girls to them are like tissue paper, once used should be discarded immediately. But all of that is about to come to a standstill. Her name is Natalie Maddox or "Natty" as her friends call her. The perfect example of a rogue girl, she leaves her troublesome but perfect life in Middesville to settle in New Orleans. Of all the schools in the area to choose from, she has her eyes set on the school, the Anderson brothers attend. She's heard all about the boys and thinks it'll be fun to play around them for a while. Placing a bet, the brothers agree as it is a step up their reputation. What they don't know us the kind of disaster it will bring to both brothers. The boys have gotten their hearts hardened, as they don't think about anyone other than themselves. But if love is a game to them, MAY THE BEST PLAYER WIN...

Born to the royal family of the White Fur Park in the kingdom of Alacia, Emal was a seventeen years old teenage boy of the royal family of the pack. Powerless and wolfless unlike every other wolves in the pack, he was constantly bullied by his peers and family. He tried everything in his power to be like everyone—if at all he couldn't be more than them as required by his royal status, all to no avail. Not until he met her. A torrential rain that calms a wildfire. A tiger that makes friend with it's hunter. She is Arya, the one with two shocking identities. The last bloodline of the most powerful beings to ever exist who are believed to have gone extinct. They became the closest friends ever, always standing up for themselves and protecting each other. They stick together always like a kangaroo and it's newborn. Slowly, he discovered himself, his powers began to awaken. But an unforseen gust of wind created distance between them. It's yet to know if they will end up killing each other under the deceptive game of destiny! One protects, the other kills! Who will decide the victory after all? The trial begins anyway.

Eoin Sinclair is the crowned Prince, son of the Werewolf King and Queen. His mother is the legendary Green wolf. He is to be the next King. He agrees to mate his girlfriend Amira after all she is the Princess of the Sirens and raised to be Royal. She knows how to be a calm, submissive, Luna. Kayda is a fire dragon werewolf hybrid her father Danny is the Warrior Gamma of the Royal Pack. Dottie her mother is the last pure bred fire dragon. Kayda realises her relationship with Eoin might not be what she assumed. After all, he thinks she is immature, unruly, and childish, and those are the reasons he has told her to her face. No way they're mates. ***** *** ******* "This isn't wrestling." Eoin grunted. "I could easily throw you off." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned, shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " Get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince." I smirked, emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides, you already hurt me, so kiss it better." I smirked, leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip. "Kayda." he growled in warning. "Last chance, get off me." "And if I don't, do I get that spanking?" I asked . Eoin snapped. I saw it happen in his eyes. I had pushed him to his limit. He swiftly stood up with me in his arms and walked a few paces. Before I knew it, he had me bent over a fallen tree log on the edge of the clearing my head and upper body over the log and my butt in the air. ******* ********* ***** Will the future Kings Flame burn him, or will it set him on fire? Book 3 of the Green Wolf series.

When billionaire CEO Ethan Cole’s father cuts him off and demands he marry, he makes a desperate offer to his assistant a one-year fake marriage for five hundred million dollars. It was supposed to be business. No love. No emotions. No strings. But somewhere between the lies, the chaos, and the cameras… pretending stopped feeling fake.

Brent Kenilworth; a young and handsome man from the wealthiest family in Los Altos Hills, California is pushed to the edge by his parents to pick a bride before his thirty-fifth birthday or lose all he had hoped to inherit. Since losing the love of his life in cold-blooded murder, Brent has no time for love. Can he successfully pull strings that would end in a relationship? Amanda Brighton is searching for a man who has the financial wherewithal to clear her family's age-long debts and take care of her ailing mother. Beneath her, is a large world of her family's dark past, hunting her down. Can she be a perfect fit for Brent's wish? Can two people be together in a contractual union without falling in love? How long can they hold up the act of pretending to want to be married? And when the light is cast on her darkest secrets, would they still stand a chance to be together?