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Sinopse Ingles Kataleya is a witch who was born on Titiana Island. A beautiful woman, who was hurt as a child by cruel men who abused her body. Angry, hurt and vengeful, Kataleya killed them all using her supernatural powers. Even after revenge, her heart remained wounded, becoming a dark witch, promising that she would never be touched again. With these hands, I cursed you, I condemn you, every man who dares to touch me. With my anger, my sorrow I condemn you to the most painful death.   Those were the witch's words, if untouchable and anyone who touched her would die in the most painful way. Years later he meets Igor, the captain of the 7 seas who fears no one. He needs to travel to certain islands in search of treasure, but only witches can find it. They are cursed islands, but they hide the most valuable objects. Igor will take Katelya with him and the two will set off on this new adventure, the problem is when the two feel attracted to each other. They fall madly in love with each other, but Katelaya is untouchable. Kataleya finds herself lost because she will have to resist or else her love will die in the most painful way. Will she be able to resist! Love will be able to undo the spell.  

Dedication "To all the girls who wished to be loved by a man insanely ,madly without any boundaries " "So you wanted to runaway from me ?" "No iii just wanted to die "her screams and cries were so loud that it can even shatter the glasses of the windows but not the devil's heart who is standing infront of her in all his glory . "I am not like other man's amore who will leave you in fear of you getting killed or hurt by my enemies ,i am from those who will embrace you in my darkness where not even death will be able to reach you , you are mine only mine " Daniel wang , a 28 years old ruthless billionaire and underworld mafia king , scary ,arrogant,merciless words like these are very small to define him . He is a bloodthirsty monster . He get whatever he desire no matter if its a thing or someones life . Neela gabriel capote was a 23 years old girl whose beauty can even make the nymph jealous . She was dusky beauty but her golden hairlocks and green serene eyes were enough to make look no less than a goddess .She was fierce until she met Him . "You are deadly amore " "Your eyes are most beautiful pair of eyes i have ever seen " " i am always afraid of darkness but i am having it all around me to embrace for my whole life and i love it " she lost her eyes .

This is by no means a traditional werewolf tale. Romance, adventure, fantasy, legend, and never-ending plot twists are the foundations of this book's existence. If you're the type of reader who likes to ease into a story, then this is the book for you. But be warned: it becomes quite heated the deeper you dare tread with curious eyes. *** "Oh Alinta, my beautiful, beautiful Alinta," he murmured with a trembling sigh, firmly grasping the vial in his gloved hands. "You desire her?" an eerie voice echoed in the stalker's mind. **** Alinta Ull is a twenty-nine-year-old werewolf who has a passion for books, history, and myths. In a spontaneous decision, she sets off on a trip in the hope of escaping any fated misfortune that might harm her or her loved ones. A curse she has been grappling with since her eighteenth birthday. Accompanying her is her fierce and sassy red wolf, Angela, who is a formidable force in her own right. Every three years since that fateful birthday, Alinta and Angela have faced unfortunate events, such as death, rejection, and abandonment. They have finally come to accept that the Moon has forsaken them. They decide to visit the resting place of the infamous Rouge Deity werewolf, whose fabled return is prophesied to occur on the eighth crimson moon. Coincidentally, that day also marks Alinta and Angela's thirtieth birthday. Is it fate? Has the Moon truly cursed his creation for reasons unknown? To add to their misfortunes, an obsessed wolf lurks in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim Alinta as his own by whatever means necessary. However, he will soon learn that he is not the only one with ambitions. Trigger Warning: This novel contains mature themes of sexual assault, abuse, trauma, and kidnapping. Reader discretion is advised.

For a man whom she has spent 7 years with, married for 3, infertility was enough for him to cast her aside, replacing her with his mistress whom was already pregnant. But maybe getting cast aside was a blessing in disguise, Elisa returns home to regain her rightful place as the heiress of the Gilbert's house, and what follows after is the continuous regret of her Ex-husband. After all, the saying goes this way: You don't know the value of what you have until you lose it.

On her 21st birthday, as a college student with a limited amount of money, her best friend Alissa sent out 10 invitations to 10 billionaires hoping for a few little gifts and/or money. They received 7 gifts from 7 billionaires but 3 gifts were especially unique... The billionaires themselves, The Crown Brothers.

He has made it crystal clear that I’m not to call him ‘boss’ except on certain occasions, like right now, when his dominating gaze carries a hint of playfulness. I can’t help but smile every time he gets like this, all lovey-dovey, but when he whispers in my ears asking me to go on an adventure with him, it is like an invitation to a forbidden feast and the thought sends a shiver down my spine which unlike you would think, is almost painful. Maybe this is because I have been on an adventure with him for as far as I want to recollect. My memories, if you peeked inside, would be overflowing with every moment with him, each one a brushstroke painted with his boldness and my, well, let’s call it a touch of recklessness. I now wear a souvenir, a mark etched onto my soul. It’s like a silent agreement, a reminder that our fates are tangled, intertwined like climbing vines. He’s the puppet master, my very own Mr. Strings, and every twist and turn of his whims gets woven into the fabric of my being. Maybe you find that hard to believe, like something out of a fairytale. But trust me, my darling, as I unravel the threads of our adventure, one by one, you’ll understand. With each turn and twist, you’ll find yourself hooked, a willing captive in the captivating narrative of our lives, possibly harnessed in the labyrinth of our love, where danger dances with delight, and fate is etched in the footprints of a love like no other. So buckle up, dear reader, for this isn’t a mere tale, it’s a thrill ride, a love song made of equal parts fear and freedom.

Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"

TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains violence, explicit words and sex. Some words and scenes might not be liked or can trigger some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. Caia Lilith Herald suffered tormenting abuse in her own father's hand, making her grow up weak and timid. She even had no wolf to begin with. Even her seven-year long fiancé never came to see her once that she started to believe how useless and unloved she was. However, one day, her fiance, Darkus Loiu Dark- the blood-lust alpha feared by everyone, just came to abduct her, saying it's about time he claim what should have been his. "I know you despise me so much that you kept refusing to marry a rogue man like me, Caia. But I won't let any other man have you. I own you. I patiently waited for seven years just to have you. And I think, it's about time I make you completely mine." What?! She refused him?! When did she refuse him? When all these years, she had been waiting for him like a fool, waiting until he came to save her from this misery. But now, it's even her fault?! What's happening?! This book is a sequel of my first book "The Unwanted Luna Goddess". It revolves around the story of Ruan and Kaliyah's son, Prince Darkus Loui Dark.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of non-consensual encounters, emotional manipulation, and intense dark romance. Reader discretion is advised. Blurb: One stolen thing. One dangerous mistake. Now, she belongs to him. She didn’t know the fire she was playing with… until it burned her. He’s a devil in an Armani suit—a cold, calculating billionaire whose empire is built on blood. To cross him is to sign your own death warrant. But she never meant to steal from him. She didn’t even know what she was taking. And yet, in his eyes, she is the ultimate betrayal. She should’ve been broken, discarded like all the others. Instead, she became his obsession. Trapped in his dangerous world, she’s torn between hating him and craving the fire he awakens in her. The deeper she falls, the darker his secrets become—secrets that could cost her more than just her heart... they could cost her very soul. In his world, love isn’t salvation. It’s a death sentence.

When my wife brought her lover home for the fifth time, I decided enough was enough. I said nothing, not a word of complaint or protest. Instead, I superglued the windows shut and locked the bedroom door from the outside. From the bedroom came the muffled sounds of her little escapade, breathless and feverish, carrying through the walls like a shameful melody no one asked to hear. Calmly, I sat in the living room, picked up the phone, and called my mother-in-law. "Jessie," I said, putting on my best tone of urgency, "it's bad—real bad! Your daughter's locked herself in the bedroom and says she's gonna end it all!"