Pj Mask Plane

Isabella Cohen had better things to do than listen to her father go on and on about her getting married to the latest man who had impressed him, as if her father wasn't fucking his assistant every Thursday and Saturday. So, when she was given the choice to either marry Ethan Hawthorn (the biggest asshole on the planet with an even bigger ego), or be disowned, you better believe she packed her bags, transferred money to her secret account and took the first plane from New York to Italy. Stephan Ferrari was bored. Now you might think being head of the Italian Mafia was exciting and full of adventure, but you would be wrong. Stephan had killed all his enemies, partied for a week straight at the best clubs in Italy (which all belonged to him) and fucked women of all types, yet he will still left with an empty feeling inside. So, when he got report that the leader of the American Mafia's daughter was seen at Leonardo da Vinci-Fiumicino Airport, well he may have found his new Queen. And if he could ransom said queen to toy with the Cohen family, then that was an added bonus

My son, Tyler, never really had his dad around growing up. Because my husband, Ethan, was a top doctor, always working late. He pulled countless patients back from the brink of death, but he misdiagnosed his own son's pneumonia as a simple cold. All because he was on the phone with his first love, Isabella, while he was supposed to be listening to Tyler's chest. That night, when Tyler's life was on the line, Ethan claimed he was in a critical surgery and hung up on me ten times. I rushed our son to the hospital, only to find out my husband was at a birthday party for Isabella and her daughter. In the dead of night, Isabella posted a photo of the three of them on Instagram. At the same time, my son, Tyler, died in the very hospital where his father worked. The next day, I held a funeral for my son all alone. Three days later, I boarded a plane out of Seattle, clutching a photo of my son. It was only then that my husband, Ethan, found out Tyler was dead, started searching for me like a madman.

Evelyn Rose never imagined her first taste of forbidden pleasure would come at a masquerade ball, hidden behind a mask and lost in the arms of a stranger. But one night with Sebastian Kane, a billionaire CEO, addict, and master of control, leaves her craving more than just his touch. Sebastian doesn’t do love. He does domination. Sex is his escape, his weapon, his addiction. And Evelyn? She’s a temptation he can’t resist, a flame he’s desperate to consume. Their chemistry would ignite a dangerous game of power, pleasure, and obsession. A scandal that could destroy them both. But even as the world tries to tear them apart, Sebastian and Evelyn can’t deny the raw, primal connection that binds them. Not until….. Warning: This book contains explicit scenes, morally complex characters, and a love story that will leave you in suspense.

Savannah Blakemore never wanted to move across the country. New town, new school, and no friends, everything feels unfamiliar. On her first day, she accidentally bumps into Chase Lockwood, the school's star linebacker. One brief moment leaves her heart racing... until his girlfriend turns Savannah into the school's newest target. But fate keeps bringing them together. Through music and unexpected moments, Savannah begins to see the real Chase behind the confident athlete everyone admires. At the same time, the two unknowingly begin forming a connection through an anonymous college chatroom. When they finally agree to meet at the winter masquerade, neither realizes the person behind the mask is the one they've been thinking about all along. Sometimes love appears when you least expect it... and sometimes all it takes is a little Cinderella moment.

Hunter Vaugh, very known in the circuit of clandestine fights as The Sickle, was suspended form UFC for being a very unstable fighter and not being able to restrain his anger out of the rings. He is back to Portland and now dedicates himself to his bar, but he can’t adapt to this slow life. He’s a man who likes the sound of his Harley Davidson and to ride the curves of beautiful women. But behind that bad boy mask, all he desires is to have a woman that’s only his who will accept the beast that lives in him. Margareth Hanks is a veterinarian who just arrived in town, by a blow from destiny she sees herself face to face with Hunter turned into a wolf… He tasted Maggie’s soft skin, seduced by the her tempting scent, now Hunter is obsessed with this woman, he needs to have her at all cost.

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.

She was meant to marry Kaelen, the heir of the white pack, that would unite their clans in peace. But she defiles tradition and enters the Pack tournament as a male and one mistake changes everything. Her mask falls…and her fate is claimed by Draven, the ruthless Alpha heir of Duskbane Pack. Bound by the mate bond she never wanted, Liora finds herself torn between loyalty and desire, between the boy who once promised her forever and the wolf who marks her as his. But her secret hides something far greater than the tournament—inside her lies a dormant power the Moon Goddess herself has kept bound. A power that could cure or destroy. As war brews between packs, betrayals fracture the people she thought she could trust. Liora must decide: follow the path the Goddess carved for her… or burn it all to the ground to claim her own destiny.

Yo no era nadie, pero por tres años estuve enamorada de Dante, el heredero de la familia Blackwood, el apellido más importante de la mafia en Chicago. El día que supe que estaba embarazada, me sentí muy feliz. Me moría de ganas de darle la noticia. Pero entonces escuché a su hermano gemelo, Marco, preguntarle: —Hermano, ¿cuándo piensas decirle a Rose que yo me hacía pasar por ti cada una de esas noches en la cama? Dante habló con una dureza que nunca le había escuchado. —En una semana. En nuestra boda. Voy a revelar todo y luego le pediré matrimonio a Isabella. Isabella. La niña rica que siempre me hace la vida imposible. Así que todo esto era una simple venganza por su adorada Isabella. Pero lo que Dante no sabía era que esa boda que planeó con tanto esmero se quedaría sin novia.

Naging ampon ang isang batang babae nang dahil sa mapaminsalang plane crash. Gayundin, ang isang lalaki na babago sa buhay niya.Sa kasamaang palad, kasalanan ng tatay ng batang babae kung bakit naulila ang lalaking ito. Eight years old pa lamang siya nang dalhin siya sa Tremont Estate ng lalaking sampung taon ang tanda sa kanya. Akala niya noong una, dinala siya dito ng lalaki dahil sa kabutihang puso nito, hindi niya alam na nandito siya para pagbayarin ng kasalanan ng kanyang ama.Sampung taong inisip ng babaeng ito na may galit sa kanya ang lalaki, dahil mabait at maingat ito sa ibang tao pero masama ito sa kanya... Ipinagbawal sa kanya ng lalaki na tawagin siyang 'kuya'. Kailangan niyang tawagin ang lalaki sa pangalan nito - Siya si Mark Tremont, paulit-ulit niyang sasambitin ang pangalan na Mark Tremont hanggang sa tumatak ito sa kanyang isipan...

Sa edad na kinse, ulilang lubos na si Myla. Namatay sa plane crashed ang kaniyang mga magulang. Dahil wala na siyang mga kamag-anak, naiwan siya sa pangangalaga sa mag-asawang malapit na kaibigan ng kaniyang mga magulang. The family treat her well. Tinuring na din siyang parang pamilya. Mabuti ang pakikitungo sa kaniya ng mga anak ng mag-asawa. Maliban na lang kay Ivan na may sariling mundo. Pero kahit na ganoon, gustong-gusto pa din siya ni Myla. Ivan is seven years older than Myla. Mayroon na siyang nobya at patay na patay siya dito. But one night will change everything. When Ivan went home, drunk and wasted. That leads him and Myla into bed. Nang malaman ng pamilya niya ang nangyari. Agad nilang pinakasal ang dalawa kahit pa labis ang pagtutol ni Ivan. "Masaya ka ba sa pagsira sa buhay ko?" tanong ni Ivan habang matalas ang mga mata na nakatingin kay Myla.