Pisces Love Language

When Simon Walker, the cold and heartless crippled billionaire meets Alvira smith, the most annoying woman he had ever met. She becomes not just a thorn in his side and a musician who plays his heart strings continuously. He decides to give love a chance, but his choice seems to trigger a storm, as an old flame and an old threat resurfaces. Can he overcome and protect the one he loves the most?

What happens when a lecturer accidently weds a billionaire? Business Tycoon Ian Hills and actress Mava Presley were the biggest couple in the tabloids. Their wedding was supposed to be the most celebrated event of the century. But when Ian found his fiancee cheating on him with his biggest business rival just a day before the wedding, he chose to call it off. A hot argument with his grandfather ended with him being mandated to get another bride before the big ceremony, or he would lose all his shares. He decided to go to his sister’s home to pre-mourn his losses in alcohol. Ashley Toma was a broken hearted college professor visiting her best friend, Rita Hills, the night before her tycoon brother’s big televised wedding, trying to get the image of her step-sister and her (now) ex-boyfriend jousting in bed out of her head. The venomous woman had succeeded in snatching him from her. She always had her sights set on him because he was a rich second-generation heir. In the same place at the same time, Ian and Ashley drowned their sorrows in the finest bottles of liquor Rita owned. Several drinks and a weird night, both of them woke up in Las Vegas with a marriage contract for one year with both their names and their signatures clearly displayed. It all seemed convenient; the billionaire would get to keep his shares and the professor would get to move on from the betrayal. There was only one wrench in the plan. They absolutely despised each other. With jealous exes and fame in the way, would they grow to love each other or would the hatred bloom even stronger?

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A Beta is weak. Ordinary. He didn't have an Alpha's might or strength. Nor did he have the beauty and splendor of an Omega. But a Beta can love too. Jillian is a beta. It was impossible for her to avoid meeting Alvin. The Omega Alvin desired left him for unknown reasons, but Jillian looks strikingly similar to the Omega Alvin adores. So he took a chance and jumped into his arms, expecting to be treated as a toy, a substitute. Jillian fully knew what she was jumping into. Yet it was love. 'I'm hoping for at least a little love.' He was willing to give up his freedom for the love of his life. ... Years have passed. Alvin had never loved her. The millionaire CEO of the city's largest company, the dream alpha of many omegas. He was just a regular beta, so it's no surprise. Nonetheless, he clung to that torturous love, selling out his body for him to use, like a prostitute for love. Will He ever understand? The Alpha he craves does not deserve him in the least.

In her previous life, Zoey was killed before realizing that she had misidentified the man who saved her life back then. After being reborn, she kicked away the scumbag man and vowed to take back all the honors she once gifted to her enemies. The most important thing, firmly hold onto the scumbag's uncle's disabled thighs. Some people say: That Zoey, has nothing but borrowing Russell's influence. Financial tycoons, medical godfathers, beautiful movie queens, and tech gurus have all come forward: "Sorry, our zoey never rely on men." The whole network is in an uproar! Everyone is guessing what their relationship was. The next day the video came out, a certain disabled guy not only stood up, but also blocked the little petite wife in the corner, "Zoey, you are mine!" The scumbag man is on his knees again, begging me to come back to him. All I want to say is 'Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right.‘

"Miss Camille Davidson, what a small world?" A chill went through me when I heard his dark, yet sexy, voice. I lifted my chin to look at him. Once my eyes locked with his, I couldn't stop myself from shivering. He was no longer the man he was eight years ago. He appeared to be formidable and cruel. His blue eyes nearly looked dark due to rage. As I gripped the serving tray, I retreated my steps, my cheeks burning from humiliation. Everyone was watching us with keen interest. There was a time when Scott Martinez used to work for me, and now I am working for him. I was fully aware of his intentions. I knew why he was there and what he wanted from me. This time he would never let me go after all I was the one who had destroyed his small world. I murdered his brother.

Luke Fagundes is the son of billionaire Gonçalo Fagundes. The boy sees his life change completely when he discovers that his father betrayed his mother. Willing to reveal to the world who Gonçalo really is, Luke faces his own father, who sends him to another state, without clothes and without money. Luke will live hell on earth until he meets Aurora. Their lives, even with similar stories, will teach them that love heals many things, including wounds from the past. Will the son and also Billionaire Luke, abandon the idea of revenge to live a love story?

Due to the pressure their fathers put on them, they are forced to be married, to join the two Mafia families. However, Sofia eventually learns that even the devil once was an angel. a/n: I hope you'll enjoy this more romantic than mafia book.

Naomi Wells was back but she wasn't the girl Derick knew. She was more beautiful, ruthless and won't fall easily for handsome rich guys. In summary, she won't fall for Derick Boone anymore. Derick lost his wife to a misunderstanding. He would do anything to have her back in his life. He would make sure his family his complete again.

For seven years, I love Cody Rummish, clinging to his promise—once his sister-in-law, Luna Briche, conceives, our ordeal ends, and we finally begin our married life. But reality betrays me. Just months after moving into his home, Cody slips into Luna's bedroom 88 times—starting with once a month, now nearly one or two visits daily. Every night, I sit in the downstairs living room, counting the minutes, clutching a flicker of unrealistic hope. As the sole heir after his twin brother's fatal plane crash, Cody inherits not just power and wealth but also, seamlessly, his brother's widow, Luna. After the 88th visit, Luna announces her pregnancy. But instead of Cody honoring his promise, a public declaration shatters me—he will formally marry Luna. I unravel, demanding answers. Silent, Cody locks me in the bedroom's walk-in closet. "Luna was trapped in an elevator for 30 minutes! She nearly died because of you! Stay here for five days. Feel her fear!" Only on the sixth morning does Cody casually open the door with a chuckle. "Alright, lesson learned. Time to apologize, right?" He finds only the stench of blood and my cold, lifeless body. He's killed the fiancée who's loved him for seven years.