Read Under The Oak Tree

Everything changed on my twelfth birthday. The brakes failed, the tragic crash, and the death of our parents. My brother blamed it all on me. He ruled as the mafia boss, yet all he showed me was hatred. The only love he had left was for our younger sister. He never believed how sick I became. He accused me of faking my sickness to get attention. He would turn to our sister with a gentleness I never received, he promised to save her, and he promised she would never die on his watch. My heart ended up beating inside her chest even after I died. He finally saw what was left of my damaged body after I was gone. The truth my brother never bothered to face would shatter his world.

Foolish innocence and wicked deceit took her from the man she loved. Orphaned at the tender age of eight years, Elizabeth is raised as a ward in the loveless home of her uncle. Stuck on the desire for freedom from oppression and unfamiliar with the concept of love, she flees from her husband of an arranged marriage with the assistance of an old family friend. Sadly this friend was no match for the perils that awaited in the new world. To add to her misery, she realizes that she loved the man she'd married and just didn't recognize that love.

Due to the tumultuous event happened in the 2nd District, a young thief with an extrasensory perception got lost in the Palace. A palace where the Monarchs, the phenomenal Prince, and the great echelons live. The place where elites are loved, and homeless people like her are not welcomed. Status is important in the kingdom of Eufrata. Paupers can't even step into the palace. Bad luck or as it is, the Kingdom is looking for the precious stones. So in order to get out safely and save her fellow paupers, she needs to escape. But she only have two options; Sneak out and be killed by the sentries or join the team and look for the stones. She's stuck in a dangerous struggle and grievous mission. She needs to choose. She lives no Queen nor a princess, she doesn't belong to any royalties. She isn't great as the echelons, she ain't elite either. She doesn't live a normal life, she is not just a normal girl. Because she belongs to the lowest group in kingdom. She is a pauper. But she is extraordinary. Her perception is supernatural, and she is more than that. Will she be able to survive in a breathtaking atmosphere between elites and paupers? Is there a chance for a hopeless romantic between a pauper and an elite? How is she going to survive if she finds out that her capabilities are more than of what she expected? Will she survive when THE HUNT begins? "Watch out, they are the Hunters for the gems."

Ethan Hawke spend three years of being a worker to the Rider family and was treated as a slave by the mother and children and was seen as nothing more than a servant who does nothing to earn his keep, being insulted and look down on constantly by them. But then he suddenly became the eighth member of the family. Nina Simone is the legitimate daughter of Dave Simone with his first wife, but after she died, he married his rich mistress who had a daughter for him around the same age as Nina, and because of his mistress's wealth, he let them get away with hurting Nina and turned a blind eye to their abuse. Then she got slapped in the face by a shocking life-changing moment when she was betrayed by her father and everyone else in her life that she trusted. A mess-up twist of fate blended Ethan and Nina through an arranged marriage, and all hell broke loose for those that had hurt and looked down upon them...

Eight years ago, Sara Delgado vanished without a trace, leaving Salvatore Ricci—heir to their mother's underworld and the most loyal to his brother Matteo is broken, furious, and convinced she chose a life without him. What he never knew was that Sara wasn’t running from him… she was running to save him. Now a single mother struggling to care for her sick grandmother, Sara Vega now takes a second job at a Kansas City strip club, never realizing it belongs to the one man she swore she’d never see again. When Salvatore walks in and finds her behind his bar, the past detonates between them. But their reunion is more than heartbreak and unfinished love. Sara is in danger. Her stepbrother Juan, now head of the Marquez crime family, has been hunting her for months. And when Salvatore learns the truth about Hector Marquez, the stepfather who murdered Sara’s mother and planned something far worse, the pieces fall into place. Juan isn’t after Sara. He’s after her son. Their son. With the Ricci empire at his back and a second chance burning in his chest, Salvatore vows to protect Sara and the child he never knew existed. But the Marquez family won’t stop until they get what they want and Sara’s secret may be the key to a war neither side is ready for. In this explosive final installment, love and loyalty collide with blood and vengeance. The Ricci family will rise or fall together… and Salvatore will burn the world down before he loses his family again.

“Hold her mouth open, she’s too polite to ask for it.” A firm hand grips my jaw, keeping it wide, as another man groans above me, thick and pulsing, his cock sliding against my tongue with punishing rhythm. She was supposed to be a transaction. One night. A girl forced to sell herself for money, and three men who could offer more than she’d ever dreamed, for a price. But Harper isn’t like the others. When she steps into that hotel suite, fragile and brave all at once, she isn’t just agreeing to pleasure. She’s agreeing to surrender. And something about her, about the way she flinches, the way she obeys, the way she doesn’t ask for more, makes them all pause. They own a club built on power, discipline, and unshakable rules. But she doesn’t know any of that yet. All she knows is what it feels like to be touched like she matters, just once. When they ask if she wants more, she says the wrong thing. “I’d have to ask Mark.” What should’ve been a second arrangement turns into a revelation. Because they know what Mark is. And now they know what he’s been doing to her. Two days later, they offer her another night. Same price. Only this time… they don’t plan on letting her go back. “Good girls take it. All of it. Even when it hurts.” I scream into the pillow as one thrusts deeper, harder, while the other presses his weight against my back, whispering filth into my ear and slapping my thigh until I shake.

Four stories. Four couples Four bikers. Danielle is shocked when her partner suggests an open relationship, furious she finds the closest bar and storms around there in a red dress, only to find it's a biker bar. She gets far more than she bargained for when one of the men becomes obsessed and doesn't want to give her up, even if she's in a relationship. She becomes known as Red, fierce, loyal and escaping her boyfriend who abused her. Vesper is Red's sister and has a hidden secret, she dissapears for years at a time because her job requires it. As a hired assasin, she constantly gets annoyed by the clubs cleaner, Ghost, and hate turns to lust, turns into something much darker. Davina has a stalker, but he's not the kind you expect. He fixes her shit, cooks for her, and even tips her thousands on her cam business, but he's also the ruthless Prez of the MC.

"I know who you really are. If you want to stay safe in this office, you have to marry me." "Are you crazy?" "One million dollars. I will pay you one million dollars if you marry me." Isabella Swan poses as Irene, her twin sister, to investigate Irene's disappearance. But her cover is blown by the CEO of Irene's office, Felix Kingston. Amidst pressure to get married, Felix takes advantage of the situation. A contract marriage agreement was made between Felix and Isabella. But behind that, there is a big secret that Felix is hiding from Isabella. Can Isabella accept this situation now?

Adrian Foster once walked away from a life most men would kill to possess—a life of privilege, prestige, and unchallenged influence. He moved within elite circles where power whispered his name, where security convoys shadowed his every step, and where surveillance was the price of importance. But the weight of status became suffocating. The constant scrutiny, the political entanglements, the invisible chains disguised as honor—he grew tired of them all. So he chose disappearance over dominance. Simplicity over spectacle. He stepped away from the throne of influence and allowed the world to believe he had fallen. He married into the Lane family seeking nothing more than quiet peace. Instead, he found humiliation. For three long years, he endured their scorn. He was treated as a burden, a useless son-in-law with no ambition, no backbone, no worth. He was slapped, insulted, dismissed—reduced to something small in a house that never saw his true height. But the Adrian they discarded is not the Adrian who exists. What they saw was a mask. Adrian is operating under a hidden mandate—one far greater than pride or marriage. He left his homeland not out of weakness, but strategy. He buried his name, his power, and his legacy to move unseen. There is an enemy rising in the shadows, a calculated plot designed to destabilize his nation to dust. And to uncover it, he had to disappear. He had to lose himself. Because he will be the man who stands between his homeland and the darkness threatening to consume it.

On my birthday, I go out to eat with my family. I make a wish, hoping that we will always stay happily together. When I open my eyes, I see my son, Luigi Marino, holding up his tablet. On the screen, a line of text reads, "Dad, Maria says she's pregnant with your baby. Am I going to get a new mom?" Giovanni Marino is busy taking pictures of me with a Polaroid. He glances at the screen casually before writing a reply on the back of the photo. "No. I made a promise with your mom. If either of us betrays the other, we will have to disappear from the other's life forever. I can't live without your mom. So, you have to help me keep this from her. Even if Maria's baby is born, they will never appear in front of your mom." After writing that, he looks at me and asks in a gentle voice, "What's wrong, my love? Why are your eyes red? Did the smoke from the candles irritate them?" My tears are about to fall, but I force a smile and reply, "I'm fine. The birthday gift you all prepared for me is wonderful. I'm so touched that I can't help but cry." He doesn't know that my dyslexia was cured a week ago. It seems I no longer have to hesitate about the job offer from a well-known international nonprofit that teaches children with dyslexia how to read. The paperwork will be done in seven days. When that time comes, I will disappear from their world completely.