Re:creators

When a hurricane comes, my husband, the leader of a rescue team, takes away everything we've stored at home so he can save his true love. I plead, "Leave some for me. I'm pregnant." He shakes me off. "How can you be so evil? The windows at Lottie's home have already been blown away. Don't tell me you're going to sit by and watch her die! She's not like you—you're not afraid of everything. The hurricane will be over soon, so you won't need any of this stuff." After that, he leaves without another look back. What he doesn't know is that there's also a crack in our home's windows.

Don Romano Maranzano a tout perdu dans les flammes — sa famille, son avenir, sa paix. Désormais, seule la vengeance le maintient en vie. Lorsqu’il kidnappe Lucia Marino le jour de son mariage, elle devient bien plus qu’un simple pion dans sa guerre. Prisonnière de la colère d’un Don et d’un monde de secrets mortels, Lucia doit décider si survivre vaut le prix de céder son cœur. Dans un univers où la trahison est monnaie courante et où l’amour est une faiblesse, un seul faux pas pourrait les consumer tous les deux.

“You're just a contract wife!” Harry Anderson's words cut deep. Trapped in a loveless marriage to save her family, Arabella fights for warmth from a scarred CEO who despises her. Can love bloom in a prison of pain?

Trois alpha magnifiques, possessifs et exagérés qui veulent me partager, qui veulent me punir. Je suis une mauvaise fille, une très, très mauvaise fille et j'ai des vues sur les frères Maxwell. Ce sont trois des milliardaires les plus en vogue de New York et ce sont aussi mes patrons. J'ai toujours rêvé d'être prise par plus d'un homme, mais je n'aurais jamais pensé en vouloir trois. Je m'étais réservé pour quelqu'un d'extraordinaire et je n'aurais jamais pensé trouver trois de ces hommes. Il y a Jake, l'alpha dominant, qui veut me fesser. Micah, l'alpha sensible qui exprime son de l'affection de manière romantique avec ma bouche d'une manière qu'aucun homme n'a jamais faite auparavant et au moins nous oublions Trevor le plaisir, essayez n'importe quoi alpha, il est prêt à tout essayer, au moins une fois. Lorsqu'ils découvrent que leur adorable petite assistante est encore vierge et mieux encore, qu'elle a quelques fantasmes à réaliser, ils ne promettent que du plaisir, mêlé d'un peu de punition. Les mauvaises filles reçoivent une fessée, les bonnes filles reçoivent une fessée et baisé et même si je veux être une mauvaise fille, je les veux définitivement toutes les trois en même temps.

“You left me! You made your choice and it wasn't me.” I spit the accusation at him, trying to hide the devastation in my tone. “Your loss. Now she's ours! Ours to taste, ours to touch, ours to fuck.” Asher stakes his claim, he and Aspen wrapping their arms around me possessively. But Mason isn't cowered, stepping into me until I can feel his warm breath on my face. “I know you're hurt. You're angry. You blame me for abandoning you. But just so we're clear, this, them,“ He growls, snarling at the twins, “it changes nothing. You're mine, little one! Mine! I’ll take your pain, your anger, even your hatred. But I'll never let you go!” Elena Stone was the Glass Lake pack princess, doted on by everyone she knew. And no one adored her more than the Beta's son, Mason Cross. So when he abandons her, breaking his promise to never leave her side, she's devastated by his betrayal. When Mason returns five years later, Elena is no longer the little girl he knew. She's a gorgeous woman with a fiery spirit. And she's already moved on. Mason's desperate to make her his, but twins Asher and Aspen insist she belongs to them. Will he be able to win her back? And if he does, will he have to share? With a killer on the loose and a target on her back, Elena just might need all three of them to protect her. Also check out: An Unwanted Fate- Completed A Tangled Fate: Bound By Her Betas- Completed A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret-Completed The warrior's Wild Wolf-Completed {Follows A Cruel Fate) Resisting The Alpha Triplets-Completed Her Heartbroken Alpha-Novella Completed (Follows RTAT)

Ah! Mrs Gates, you're glowing. Your husband is taking good care of you. You keep getting more beautiful by the day.” “Of course, Mr Clinton loves his wife the most. Can't you see how in love they are? Do you think he would let her do something as stressful as working?” “That's true. I wish I were in her shoes. A perfect billionaire housewife with a doting husband who worships her. The last time he bought Star of the Sea at the auction, I immediately knew that his love for her was unlimited,” another high-class woman chimed as I passed by them. I halted in my tracks. Star of the Sea? How come I can't remember him giving it to me? Before I could process everything, another figure stepped in. A figure that I dread mentioning her name. Yeah, it was her. Louisa Carter, my husband’s childhood sweetheart. The woman whose existence threatens to tear my marriage apart. “How does it feel to be divorcing the man you love? Why didn't you tell those silly women the truth— that you're nothing to Clinton? You're just trash, not worth mentioning.” She hissed. I looked up at her the moment I heard divorce. Clinton has not told our family yet and even ordered me to keep it a secret. How did she know? “Mrs Gates? What a joke!” she continued. You're just sitting on an empty shell. His heart, his body, his wealth, his company, they all belong to me. You have nothing except the name. ******* Everyone in the city assumed Joanna was the precious wife of Clinton Gates because of how boastful he was of her. What they didn’t know was that all he did was just a public stunt until Joanna boldly threw divorce papers in his face.

Je ai été poursuivi en justice par mes propres parents. Le juge a utilisé la toute dernière technologie informatique pour extraire nos souvenirs,
et un jury de cent personnes a rendu le verdict.

How do you defend yourself in the eyes of those people around you?If you do not know your true identity? Does there judgment to you will be validated or not. If you're Elle? How can you go outside the box of betrayal and love?

✨❤️ L' âmes des sept ✨❤️ Il sonnait exactement une heure et trente minutes dans la ville de Grenoble, une nuit différente et surtout particulière dans le grand hôpital de Grenoble. Un grand vent violent souffla menaçant de faire des cornes, un ombre passe. Huit bébés naissent au même moment. Mais sept meurent en un clin d'œil. Un seul a survécu portant ainsi en lui l'âmes des sept. Mais, cette même nuit, il avait disparu comme par magie. Cinq ans plus tard des choses assez étrange commencent par se passer. Entre la peur et la volonté de découvrir le mystère, une seule jeune femme arrivera à percer le secret quinze ans plus tard. Le bout du tunnel n'est pas si prêt d'être vu. Mais l'amour risque de frapper. La légende raconte que seul un amour pur et vrai serait capable de briser le sort de cette malédiction. Elana serait-elle la clé de ce mystère ? .......

A sharp bang on the door made him jump. "Open the door, Sawyer. I know you're there, I saw you. Come on, sweetheart," Daniel cooed through the closed door. Sawyer's heart fluttered at that endearment. Hearing Daniel's voice again was like cool water running down his sweaty back – refreshing, energizing. He felt the intense kicking in his stomach stop as though the baby was listening as Daniel tried to talk him to come out. I'm so sorry, child. Your father...doesn't know what he's doing. He doesn't belong in our lives. It's always going to be you and me. Sawyer bit his bottom lip at how selfish his thoughts were. God, had it really come down to this? "I'm so sorry, Dan but I'm not who you think I am. You don't deserve an idiot like me. Please, go home. We have nothing to talk about." "See? You're disturbing us. He doesn't want to talk to you. Let him be," He heard Maddie say. Sawyer exhaled at the silence that followed, thinking that Daniel had deeded his words and left. But Daniel spoke again, a slight edge of command in his voice. "No, Sawyer. You're not a fool. Listen, can you at least open up so we could sort things out, just the two of us."