Puss In Boots Kitty Softpaws Kiss

I was eight months pregnant and had just gone into labor, but my Alpha mate, Damien, locked me in a silver cage in the basement to delay my labor. When I cried out for help, he just told me to wait. Because his late brother's mate, Victoria, was also giving birth that day. The Pack Seer had foretold that only the firstborn pup would be blessed by the Moon Goddess and become the future Alpha. "The title belongs to Victoria's child," he said. "She lost Marcus. She has nothing. You already have all my love, Elena. The silver cage will make sure you deliver after her." The contractions were torture. I begged him to take me to the clinic. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "Stop pretending. I should've known you never loved me. All you've ever cared about is wealth and status!" "To force your labor early, just to steal what belongs to my nephew… You're truly wicked." Pale and trembling, I whispered: "The pup is coming, I can't stop it. Please, I'll make a blood oath. I don't care about the inheritance. I only love you!" He scoffed."If you loved me, you wouldn’t have forced Victoria into that contract to give up her pup’s birthright. I'll come back for you after she delivers. After all, that's my pup in there, too." He stood guard outside Victoria's delivery room. Only after he saw the newborn pup in her arms did he remember me. He ordered his Beta to release me. But the Beta's voice trembled. "Luna… and the pup… they're dead." And in that moment, Damien went feral.

I never meant to fall for him. When I took the job at Mr. Grey’s mansion, I only wanted a quiet life. Clean, cook, keep my head down, and earn my money. Nothing more. But then I met him. Mr. Grey was nothing like I expected, he wasn’t cruel or careless like the rich men I’d heard about. He was calm, strong and Kind in a way that caught me off guard. The more I watched him, the more I wanted to understand him. He rarely smiled, he kept his distance. But there was something in his silence, something gentle, something real. Slowly, I started to care. Then I started to feel something more. And just when I thought I had figured out my heart, and started winning his That was when his son, Adam, appeared. Bold, playful, and dangerously curious about me. The kind of man who likes trouble and causes it. Now I’m caught between duty and desire. Between a man whose heart I’m starting to love and another who’s trying to pull me away from it. This is my story. A story of quiet longing, forbidden feelings, and the one man who sees me like no one else.

What would you do if you stumbled upon a bride crying her eyes out minutes before the wedding, begging you to help her escape? You help her, of course. What would you do if you stumbled upon a drunken guy being mugged in the dark alley later that night? You help him too, of course. What would you do when you discover he was the same guy left hanging at the altar earlier that day? You regret everything, of course. What would you do when you start seeing that same guy everywhere you go? You fall in love, of course.

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?

Karen spent her life believing that outside the walls of Saint Mary’s orphanage, the world would finally be good to her. At eighteen, she got a job at a luxurious chain of hotels and casinos in Las Vegas—and met Peter Sterling, the perfect heir: rich, handsome, and kind. But on the night she thought he would propose, she discovered the cruel truth—Peter had only approached her for one reason: he needed her kidney to save the life of his actual girlfriend. In a panic, Karen ran away. And by chance, got into the wrong car. The car belonged to Sebastian Sterling—the bastard son of the powerful Sterling family and Peter’s brother. Cold, calculating, and mysterious, Sebastian offers her protection... in exchange for a sham marriage. But what seems like a refuge soon turns out to be another trap. Because in Las Vegas, nothing is what it seems — and every deal has a price.

I am not a mermaid but with only a simple touch, I can make someone forget about me. I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people's bodies, a different scenario, and a different timeline. If someone will ask me who I am, my only answer will be... I am someone lost in time.

Wendy staggered forward at the hospital entrance. She held the Seventy Thousand Dollars she had received for selling her kidney. Her pale face carried a satisfied smile. That was enough to cure Lucas. She thought it was worthy to sell off her kidney for his life. She ignored her post-surgery weakness, and stumbled all the way to the hospital ward. Her heart ached even more as she looked at the frail man lying in bed. "Lucas, your lowly girlfriend is not around. Why put on a show?" "Shut up! I'm perfecting my acting. How else could I fool her?" A familiar, teasing voice came from inside. Wendy's hand froze on the door handle. What did he mean... by fooling her? Laughter and exclamations erupted from the room. "You're smart, Lucas! A fake medical report was all it took to make that woman believe you had cancer!" "I heard she handed over all her savings; all she had was only Eight Thousand Dollars!" "Eight Thousand Dollars? Lucas could simply spend more than that on a single bottle of liquor at the bar. Her money is worthless, yet she actually offers it."

"Cinta itu hanya ilusi, dan dendam akan tetap abadi." Bagi Valen, cinta tak lebih dari tipuan yang lemah atau lebih tepatnya sesuatu yang hanya pantas untuk dimanfaatkan. Karena cinta dia kehilangan segalanya, juga karena cinta dendam itu jadi semakin membara, dan kini dengan cinta itu pula dia akan membalaskan segalanya. Perlahan, tapi pasti. Vale mulai menyusup kedalam hati pewaris De Lantonus, salah satu sindikat mavia paling kejam. Merajut cinta yang palsu namun mematikan. Tetapi semakin jauh ia masuk ke dalam permainan ini, semakin ia dihadapkan pada pertanyaan yang tak pernah ia antisipasi Apakah cinta bisa menghancurkan dendam? Ataukah dendam akan merusak setiap jejak cinta yang tersisa di dalam dirinya? Di antara tipu daya, darah, dan pengkhianatan, Valen harus bertaruh segalanya, termasuk hatinya sendiri Pada akhirnya dia akan dihadapkan dengan dua pilihan. Antara melanjutkan balas dendamnya atau jatuh ke dalam perangkap cinta yang ia ciptakan sendiri. Di antara tipu daya, darah, dan pengkhianatan, Valen harus bertaruh segalanya, termasuk hatinya sendiri.

In the heart of New York City, the NYPD never sleeps—and neither do its secrets. Detective Jocelynn Sanchez is all sharp edges and silence. Closed off, cold, and constantly on guard, she’s built walls few have dared to climb. Her time at the academy left her scarred, thanks to a group of recruits who made it their mission to break her spirit. Now, years later, she’s forced to join a new unit—led by none other than Andrei Smirnov, friends with the men who put her through hell. Andrei has always wanted to work with Jocelynn, though she has no idea. Unlike his friends, he saw her strength back then—and admired it. Her arrival on his team feels like fate. But earning her trust proves harder than expected. She barely speaks, avoids everyone except her one friend, and seems to carry a past she’ll never share. Still, Andrei is patient. An open book with a big family and an even bigger heart, he slowly begins to break through Jocelynn's defenses. And in doing so, he discovers the truth: she’s not cold—she’s protecting herself. Jocelynn sees that Andrei isn’t like the men who hurt her. He’s kind, steady, and genuinely wants to understand her. But there are secrets she won’t risk exposing—not even to him. Like the fact that her godfather is their precinct captain, or the real reason she cut ties with her family. As cases grow more dangerous and their bond deepens, Jocelynn must decide if she can finally let someone in. Shadows in Blue is a slow-burn detective romance about trauma and trust, told from both perspectives.

"Will you Marry me, Sunshine?" He proposed her sitting on his knees, she nodded to him. He smiled and slipped the ring in her finger. He looked behind her, her parents and her brother with teary eyes standing there on the gunpoint by his man. Brandon Rodriguez, another name of death and danger. Everyone fears him. He is a cold-hearted mafia boss. He has no mercy for anyone. Claire Brown, a definition of sweetness and innocence, a beautiful and pure soul who loves everyone. She can't stand violence and blood. One fateful night everything changed when the king of darkness meet the innocent girl under different situations.?