Pulp Fiction: Jules And Vincent

"You killed my baby! As the Luna, I'm ashamed, and I don't want to hear the verdict. Kill her!" Damien sneered, and I felt my heart fall into my stomach. The wave of betrayal hit me so hard after Damien ordered his man to take my life without giving me a listening ear for a crime I didn't commit. I felt the sharp pain of his bullet piercing my heart. My death was his end and my beginning. ^ ^ ^ Elara Jules was betrayed, framed, and executed by the man she loved—her Mate, Alpha Damien. However, fate wasn’t done with her. Reborn, with the knowledge of her tragic past, Elara is determined to rewrite her future, seeking revenge and reclaiming the power she lost.Dark secrets unleash as Elara fights her way into redemption. Would she give it all a second chance? Will love prevail, or will revenge her??

My car was passing by the entrance of the office when I saw both my sisters 'wrestling' vigorously with a bum. I wasn't surprised, however, even recording a video of it and sending it to the biggest news outlet of the country, saying, "I want it seen across the world before 7pm." After all, in my last life, those two sisters were so keen to please Harold Langford that they allowed him to steal my birthright all he wanted. I bore with it because they were family, and ended up resting in pieces. But now that I had a second chance, I would return the favor. At the company gala, Harold once again took my seat as he snorted at me haughtily. "Hmph! If Ellie and Jennie didn't insist on showing you how the world works, a poor college student like you wouldn't even make it through the front door!" "Know your place and don't cause me trouble, or they will have you beaten to a pulp!" Seeing that he was still running his mouth, I kicked him three feet away as I chuckled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you strut when you're just a gigolo who only knows how to please hags!"

Veronica est amoureuse de Marco depuis cinq ans. Mais il ne l’a jamais vu que comme une amie, une bonne amie. Puisqu’ils ont grandi ensemble, elle connait en détails sa vie sentimentale et ses projets. Leur proximité s’est agrandie depuis le départ de Jules à l’étranger pour reprendre l’entreprise de sa famille. Veronica savait que Marco aimait beaucoup sa petite-amie actuelle, Julia. Ainsi, elle n’a pas hésité une seconde à l’aider de toutes les manières quand cette dernière tombe dans le coma à la suite d’un accident de voiture. Mais la vie ne sera pas rose pour elle, parce que le coupable qu’ils trouvent est elle-même. Cela va mettre de la distance entre eux pendant un temps.

Vivian Kim spent twenty years on the runway, managed by her mother, a former model who pushed her to the top. Together, they were unstoppable. But when her mother suddenly dies, Vivian’s career crumbles. At twenty-nine, the fashion world calls her too old and too faded to matter. Determined to start over, Vivian moves to Avron, a city of glass towers and endless ambition. She dreams of creating her own fashion brand and living life on her own terms. What she doesn’t expect is to clash with Vincent Evans on her very first day. Vincent is Avron’s cold and powerful billionaire, a man who trusts no one but the girl he adopted. To him, Vivian is nothing but trouble. To her, he is arrogant, impossible, and infuriatingly magnetic. One harmless lie soon spirals into scandal. To protect his empire and her reputation, they agree to a fake dating contract. But as every glance grows hotter and every rule starts to blur, both must face a dangerous question: What happens when pretending is no longer enough?

At twenty-two, Danielle Hartford struggled to manage the matrimonial firm she inherited from her mother. A surprise email from Vincent Cromwell requesting her agency for their services seemed like the blessing she needed. However, when the seventy-two-year-old Cromwell demanded a bride for himself, Danielle was disappointed. She had expected it to be for his drooling hot grandson, Knox Zachary Cromwell, the one she nurtured a crush on. Knox tried everything in his power to stop his grandfather from getting married to produce an heir. When nothing worked, he proposed a deal to Danielle to give him a male heir in return for a huge amount of money. Her love for him, her need to save her business, made her give in. However, she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Soon, Vincent Cromwell married against his grandson's wishes. Thinking it was an underhanded ploy, Knox destroyed Danielle’s business. Danielle left the city forever with her daughter, handing him his male heir. Would Knox ever realize what he had done?

before all man can remember, monsters roam our lands, special group of people named keepers has known the history of how monsters were vanquished and removed from our world. all monsters are now fiction, can be read in books and heard in legends, however, another group of people seeks chaos and want to free these monsters known only from our books and legends.

Si Andrea ay isang guro na tumandang dalaga dahil sa pagmamanipula ng ina niyang si Selya. Nang mamatay ito, lalong nakadama ng kahungkagan sa buhay niya si Andrea. Hinangad niya na magkaroon ng anak. Kahit walang asawa. Basta kahit isang anak lang na kukumpleto sa kan'yang pagkababae at makakasama niya sa kan'yang pagtanda. Ang problema, wala siyang nobyo. Sino ang magbibigay sa kan'ya ng anak? Dumating sa isip niya ang isang plano. Hahanap siya ng lalaking may magagandang katangian upang maging ama ng pinapangarap niyang anak. Hanggang sa makilala niya si Vincent. Si Vincent na pasado ang kwalipikasyon sa hinahanap niyang lalaki. Ang isa pa uling problema, paano niya sasabihin dito na sipingan siya nito gayong hindi naman sila personal na magkakilala? Gumawa siya ng paraan. At nagtagpo uli ang landas nila ni Vincent. Sinipingan siya nito. Isang pagsisiping lang na nagbunga agad ng binhi sa sinapupunan ni Andrea. Pagkatapos noon, lumayo siya. Sapat na sa kan'ya na magkakaroon siya ng anak sinira niya man ang dangal at ginawang mababa ang kan'yang pagkatao. Sapat na sa kan'ya na natupad ang inaasam niya kahit na nga ba, sa loob lamang ng maikling panahon, minahal niya na si Vincent at pinapangarap din na makasama ito habangbuhay. Hindi malalaman ni Vincent na nagkaroon sila ng anak. Pagkatapos ng gabing iyon, ang lahat ay mababaon nito sa limot.

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.

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.

"I swear on everything I have, Leylla Monroe... You won't hurt me like this. I won't let you," Vincent said, his voice shaking with anger. She smiled, calm and daring. "It's already happening. You are already having a bittersweet taste of your own medicine, Doctor Vincent De'Lucca." "It will stop!" he shouted, as if trying to believe his own words. "I will stop you and my father, no matter what it takes." He stepped closer, his eyes burning. "And if I can't stop it... I would rather die than have you as my stepmother!" Leylla let out a quiet laugh. It was soft, but cold. Then, she gave him the same look she wore the day she caught him sleeping with her best and only friend. Her voice dropped, sharp and icy. "If that happens, Vincent, I will gladly descend your coffin into the ground myself." _____________________________________________________________________ He had never truly believed in her. Perhaps, never really loved her as he claimed. Then he cheated, crushing her heart completely. Lost and broken, Leylla ran into a stranger in the hospital parking lot. One mistake led to a night of wild passion. But the morning after... She discovered that the man she had slept with was none other than her ex's father and the senior surgeon at the hospital. Now her ex would rather die than see her become his stepmother. But his father is ready to lose everything... just to have her. A love once sweet... now poisoned. Two lovers... now enemies. Sweet promises... turned into cruel threats. And threats? They are turning real, one by one. And finally... What happens when revenge tastes better than love?