Princess Is Glamorous In Modern Day

what happens when the innocent Debra gets mixed up with a ruthless mafia boss who disguises himself as a CEO? now Debra has to keep it a secret from her family to protect them, while she continues to get more deeply involved with the mafia. someone save Debra Santiago.

Astrid turned and her jaw nearly dropped in shock. "Xavier?" Her forherr mate, who ever bullied her with his bitch for thousands of time and rejected her without any hestiation, while smiled at her brightly. "I'm here to take you home." "I am not going back with you." "You have no choice. " Xavier pulled her arm and yanked her forward ignoring her struggles. Suddenly, a deep and cold voice interrupted them. "Am I interrupting you two?" Both of them were looking back. It was Alpha Jaxon. The most powerful and crueless Alpha in the world, who owned Astrid as his surroagte. ***************************************************************** Alpha Jaxon placed her directly on top of the librarian's massive desk. His hands began to wander all over her body touching her neck, her breasts, squeezing her ass. "Alpha Jaxon." His name left her lips as a moan before she was even conscious of what she was saying. He began to push up the voluminous skirts of her gown pulling her to the edge of the desk where he pressed up against her, his erection rubbing against her and making her feel so darn hot. She moaned even louder and Alpha Jaxon kissed the top of her breasts making her shiver. When he raised his head, his eyes were darker and his voice laboured. "Today is your ovulation day, right?"

Behind Aonaran`s bratty attitude was an identities that she wish to bury six feet under but she can`t. She is the hidden Royal Princess Fule of the kingdom Sezchin. She carry on with her life not until her father suddenly said she`s marrying the neighboring Kingdom`s prince! What worse is that, its their kingdom`s enemy! The Salturesa. Not only that, her ex-enemy lover, a successful businessman decided to come back on their country and became her bodyguard 24/7 for nonsense reason. He is an arrogant and domineering jerk who has a lot of secrets and hidden identity too, the prince of Salturesa. Behind his cold and emotionless face is a fox waiting to devour his prey. The beast inside him will surely awake at the right time and that right time scared Aonaran to death, who is again find herself trap on the beast fingers. Would they let the same mistake from the past to happen? Or would destiny itself will gave up and bring them to forever?

BOOK ONE OF THE MOON PRINCESS TRILOGY: A Prophecy, spoken by the three Goddesses known as The Fates, foretold of a child born with a white wolf. The child would become the ultimate destruction or the ultimate balance. On the night of a full moon, nearly eighteen years ago, the child was born and she would be known as Kyra, the Moon Princess. Kyra spent her life as a rogue, never belonging anywhere, constantly on the run. Until one fateful event lands her just outside the borders of the Night Blaze pack. The Alpha, Hunter, learns that she is his fated mate, but she doesn't believe it. The truth of who and what she is revealed. Kyra has to decide if she will stay with the devilishly handsome Alpha, who makes her question everything or face her past alone. For the first time in her life, more is at stake than just her life. Will she become their undoing and end up being the one that brings destruction to them? Life as Kyra knew it will never be the same, she will have many obstacles to overcome to learn who she is. Though will it be enough to fulfill her destiny? What will happen when she decides to stop running and face the past that haunts her?

Angel Moretti. He was the love of my life. I always knew he was ever since we were kids. We did everything together. His name is Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. He was my world, my everything. Until he brutally ripped my heart from my chest three years ago. He tore my heart to shreds when he humiliated me by claiming another woman in his clubhouse, in the same bed we once shared. Savage by name, Savage by nature. He didn’t even give me a chance to tell him the news I had just accused me of cheating. Me, Angel Moretti. Like I would ever do that to him. So I ran, I ran from the pain he caused me. Ran from my family. Not wanting to be seen as the disgrace, but mainly to save him and his MC from annihilation. So I fled with the life we created growing inside of me. But all good things must come to an end. When he walks into my bar three years later. So what do I? Do I run? Or face the man who destroyed me? What could go wrong? Well, everything apparently. Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. She was my Angel, my goddess sent to me from heaven and I fucked it up. I claimed someone I shouldn’t have and paid dearly for it. I was a damn fool to believe the lies and bullshit. Missing out on the most precious gift Angel could give me. But I will make it right. Angel Moretti thinks she can get away from me with my kid. She has another thing coming, especially when I claim them both as mine. She will have no choice but to move back home with me. She may be a Mafia Princess, but she is mine!

The operation had just gone dark when the chatter started in the comms. “Easy, Zane. Don’t burn through another mattress.” A low laugh came through the headset. Relaxed. Careless. “I’ve been deployed for six months. I needed the release. And don’t let my wife hear that.” More laughter. “Right. Take care of the little mistress first, then call home and play devoted husband?” My phone rang. His voice when I answered was warm. Intimate. Soft in a way it never was on the field. He said he missed me. Said he counted the days until he could come home. I watched the live drone feed while he said it. What he didn’t know was that three months ago, I had quietly transferred into the family’s Strategic Intelligence division. Every operation his crew ran, I was the one behind the monitors—tracking shipments, rerouting safehouses, intercepting rival signals, listening to every word spoken over secured lines. The first night he slept with her, I logged the timestamp. 00:43 hours. When the call ended, I dialed another number—encrypted, family internal. “I’ll accept your offer,” I said calmly. “After this job, I’m stepping away.” The voice on the other end was steady. Controlled. Powerful. “You’ll leave after the Palermo Capture,” he replied. “I’ll personally see to your relocation.” A pause. “Three days.”

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."

On my wedding day, the first love of my boyfriend appeared and declared she wanted my place at the altar. Sobbing theatrically, she pleaded, "Claire, I’m seriously ill. You have your whole life to be with Evan. Just let me have this wedding." And my boyfriend backed her up without hesitation. "Claire, you’re already pregnant with my child, and we’ve signed the marriage papers. You’ve got everything you need. This wedding? It doesn’t matter." The guests gawked, while I stood there as the punchline of their jokes. But instead of causing a scene, I kept my composure. That same day, I booked an abortion and looked his first love straight in the eye with a smile. "Sure, take the wedding, and take him too. He’s all yours."

There was no feeling worse than being in a one-sided love. Caroline never thought that she would find herself in this kind of a situation. All just because of a man who didn’t deserve her. Wesley couldn’t deny that Caroline was perfect in every way. She had taken care of him well over the years but he couldn’t change the way that he felt. Forcing herself into his life made him hate her and yearn for the love of another woman who he couldn’t have 5 years ago. Now that she was back, he was ready to say his special goodbye. “Sign the divorce papers so that we can free ourselves from this sorry excuse of a marriage. The love of my life is back now and we are going to try and rebuild our lives together from where we had left. I have no space for you in my life, okay. “The man said emotionlessly as he threw the documents on her lap. “You are right, this is the end of us. I am leaving and I am never coming back. Go be with the love of your life.” She signed and reclaimed her real identity. However, a certain man soon started becoming her shadow. Everywhere that she stepped, he would show up. “Why are you stalking me?” Caroline asked. “Because you are the love of my life. ” Wesley answered with tears in his eyes. “The word love means nothing to me. It is for fools” she snarled and walked away.

Stella is the popular nerd, who can make any guy go head over heels for her just with her smile. She never wanted anything complicated in her life. But things never always go fine especially when a complicated handsome badboy calls her 'His Princess'