Pink Diamond Pearl

WARNING: RATED 18+| NO RAPE!!! Excerpt; "Was I a good girl?" she hiccupped, her bare skin flushed and glowed as she rolled across the sheets like she owned the bed—and him. Six weeks without his touch had scraped her raw. She was slowly losing touch of her sanity. "You did good, Penguin," Alanis said, his voice low and rough as he reached for his tie. And just like that, the spell cracked. He was leaving...again. It wasn't fair, she had to remain in the shadows, while her perfect half-sister was rubbing his chest in public. Poppy slammed the door shut, while she arranged her robe, her eyes wet and wild. "Can you… stay… just one more night?" He hesitated. And she saw it, the guilt and pull. "You know how this—" Something made him stop mid-sentence. His gaze dropped. One sharp breath, and he was staring at her peaked nipple like it was a commandment. "Please?" she breathed, arching toward him. With a low growl, he tossed her back on the bed because he had been starved, and he was ready to devour his Penguin. ... Poppy never had a chance to be the golden girl. Not with a cruel stepmother, and a father who forgot she even existed. Penelope was given everything that belonged to Poppy. Now Penny's prize? A diamond ring—a wedding to Alanis Caelum, Velmora's most powerful billionaire. Cold, brilliant, and devastatingly magnetic. To everyone but Poppy. Because before he became Penny’s perfect fiancé, he belonged to Poppy—in the dark, in secret, in sin. He knows her body like a weapon. He calls her Penguin with a growl that makes her knees buckle. And when he’s inside her, he forgets who he's supposed to love. She had him wrapped so tight, he forgot the world.

Blub. Ariella Valencia became Mrs. Thorne to save her family, not her heart. Damon Thorne, the man she married, doesn’t trade in affection. He trades in power, secrets, and control. Beneath the diamond rings and curated smiles lies a prison dressed in silk. When Damon’s estranged brother, Jace, resurfaces with proof that her marriage was built on a lies, Ariella’s illusion begins to shatter. With a mysterious informant feeding her truths and Damon watching her every move, she turns seduction into strategy and love into leverage. But Damon isn’t a man who can be played, and Ariella is done being owned. In a war of love, loyalty, and legacy, only one will walk free.

Isabella Rossi thought the worst thing in the world was losing her boyfriend to her best friend. She was wrong. Her best friend handed her to another man. Drugged. Betrayed. Claimed. She woke up under the cold, ruthless body of a stranger—only he wasn’t a stranger at all. Vincent Sinclair: her company’s new CEO, heir to one of Manhattan’s most elite dynasties… and her ex-best friend Chloe’s older brother. He doesn’t remember her face. He's nothing but an entitled playboy...or so she believes He thought she was just another social climber. She thought she’d only lost her innocence. Until two pink lines shattered everything. She tries to keep her distance. He decides she belongs to him. Now she's caught between a man who devours her with a glance, a child she never planned for, and a betrayal that still bleeds. And Vincent? He’s made one thing terrifyingly clear: He doesn’t share.

“Marry him, or your brother dies.” To protect the only family she has left, Elena Russo agrees to marry Dante Moretti—New York’s most feared mafia heir. Cold. Controlled. Lethal. He offers her no love, no choice, and no freedom. Only a diamond ring and a cage with silk sheets. But from the moment she steps into his estate, she learns the rules don’t matter—because Dante doesn’t follow them. He doesn’t touch her. Doesn’t even look at her. Until he does. And when he does… it’s to remind her who owns her. She was supposed to hate him. She wasn’t supposed to want the man who watches her from behind glass. Who whispers commands through locked doors. Who punishes with silence—and rewards with ruin. In this house, obedience is survival. But what happens when the bride stops playing by the rules?

For seventeen years, I believed I was nothing, Iris Delta, the unwanted orphan tolerated by a pack that saw me as a burden. The Maxwell quad Alpha heirs made sure I knew my place, tormenting me with cruel words and vicious pranks. I was weak, worthless, invisible. I was wrong about everything. On my eighteenth birthday, Alpha Maxwell reveals the truth that changes everything: I'm Seraphina Blackthorne, the last heir of a bloodline thought extinct. My parents didn't abandon me—they were murdered by the Northern Alliance, who believed they'd eliminated every trace of Blackthorne power. They were wrong, too. The moment my wolf Diamond awakens, the mate bond snaps into place with the four men who made my life hell. Fin, Brent, Kane, and Liam—my tormentors are my fated mates, four pieces of one soul that can only be completed by me. Their cruelty wasn't hatred; it was a fractured soul recognising its missing piece and lashing out in fear. But the Northern Alliance isn't finished. They've come to eliminate the last Blackthorne before I can claim my birthright. What they don't realise is that I'm not just the last heir, I'm the strongest Blackthorne born in three centuries. When divine justice flows through my veins and ghostly wolf spirits answer my call, they'll learn what happens when you try to destroy something the goddess herself has chosen to protect. The Blackthorne line has returned. And this time, we're not going down without a fight.

Mahal ni Helena Pearl Larson si Moises Floyd Ford mula pa pagkabata. Kaya nang ipilit ng kanyang ama ang kanilang kasal, agad siyang pumayag—kahit alam niyang hindi siya gusto ni Moises. Dalawang taon niyang isinakripisyo ang sarili, ipinaglaban ang pagmamahal, at umasa na balang araw ay mamahalin din siya nito. Ngunit isang araw, winasak ni Moises ang lahat. "I want a divorce, Helena Pearl. I don't want you in my life." Ilang taon ang lumipas, bumangon si Helena Pearl bilang isang matagumpay na siruhano—malaya, malakas, at handa nang kalimutan ang lahat ng sakit. Hanggang sa muli siyang harapin ng taong minsan ay nagdurog ng kanyang puso. "Doctor Helena Pearl… I need your help." Malamig ang kanyang sagot. "Ano ang problema mo, Mister Floyd Ford?" At sa mga mata nitong puno ng sakit, bumulong siya: "My heart is broken… and only you can heal it." Ngayon, haharapin ni Helena Pearl ang pinakamahirap na operasyon ng kanyang buhay—ang desisyon kung muli ba niyang bubuksan ang puso niya para sa lalaking minsan nang tumanggi sa kanya?

Carrie DeLuca, a not quite normal teenager with lots of behavior issues and a seriously fucked-up life, meets the biggest trouble of her life: a werewolf with lots of anger issues and a clear obsession over her... What can she do? Run as far as possible away from him or stay and try to fight him off? "His strong and big hands tightly gripped around my wrists as he forcefully held them pressed against the door and at the level of my shoulders, feeling my bones hurt so fucking much that I thought they were going to snap after just a little more pressure added. Yet despite the sickening pain I refused to shed a single tear, challengingly looking right back into his glimmering emeralds. "I am not afraid of you," I spat between gritted teeth, noticing that devilish smirk tugging at his naturally pink lips. "How about now?" He wickedly whispered, feeling my entire body fill with pure fear and horror as I watched his eyes change from their emerald green colour to an unnaturally glowing golden, hungrily gazing at me. His hand quickly pressed against my mouth, abruptly silencing that scream that was about to erupt. "Don't bother. No one will believe you,"

Three years after our breakup, I never thought I would see Connor Rogers again. He was no longer the ordinary man I knew; he was now untouchable, the head of a powerful corporation. And me? I was broke, scrambling every day just to survive. Every ounce of my pain traced back to him. I once loved him with everything I had. Now that love had curdled into hate. I straddled him, naked, and drove him wild with desire. I leaned down and whispered in his ear. “Give me the contract.” The moment his eyes clouded over, I knew I had won. The smile I gave him was one I’d rehearsed a hundred times, until it looked real. No one saw what lay behind it: my mother’s death, and the child I lost at eight months. Our child. Connor’s fiancée once destroyed me, simply because I still loved him. But she can’t touch me anymore. Now he was the one begging me to come back, heartbroken, even willing to defy his family for me. When he held out a massive diamond ring and asked me to marry him, I hesitated.

I left before the sun rose. One night. One mistake. One secret I never planned to tell. I thought I was doing the right thing—disappearing with the two pink lines and a shattered heart. Three years later, I walked into a job interview… And saw the man whose face I swore I’d never forget. Killian Vale. Billionaire. Untouchable. And the father of the son he doesn’t know exists. He remembers me. And now I don’t know if I can keep running.

‘Do you really think you own me?’ ‘Yes, yes I do.’ Running away isn’t an option now. I brought this upon myself by signing that document. She agreed to the marriage to make the only family she has happy. He agreed because it made business sense. However, buried beneath the polished smiles and diamond ring lies a secret soaked in betrayal. Alana Voss thinks she’s marrying to save her family’s legacy. Rafael D’Angelo thinks the lady he is marrying is just a pawn. Neither of them know that they’re walking into a trap set decades ago by one woman playing them both - Lucia Voss. It all started with a scent and a broken promise.