Red Guy From Don T Hug Me I'm Scared

Annalisa Greenwood spent four years being invisible in her own marriage. She was the orphan girl her Alpha husband never wanted, the Luna he tolerated, the wife he looked through rather than at. When she fell pregnant with his child, he called her a liar. When she lay bleeding on the floor of his estate, he walked away. So she disappeared. Three years later, she has built something from the wreckage — a career, a home, a life. And a son with his father's eyes and a heart that has fought to beat since the day it was formed. But the world has a way of closing distances that were never meant to stay open. A medical crisis spreading across the major pack territories has only one solution, and Annalisa is the one who found it. The summit that could save hundreds of pregnancies requires one thing she has spent three years avoiding. A room with Antonio Greenwood in it. He has been searching for her since the night he came home and found her gone. He has been living in the ruin of what he did and what he failed to understand until it was too late. He does not yet know about the boy with amber eyes who builds puzzles and argues about wolf genetics and has a heart that needs his father's presence to fully heal. Some debts cannot be paid with an apology. Some doors, once closed, open onto something entirely different on the other side.

Miles was livid. His father had to be joking, right? Marrying a nineteen-year-old girl? Who does that? He was twenty when she was born, for God’s sake. The very idea disgusted him. Not because of what anyone would say—Miles didn’t care about public opinion. Reclusive, cold, rude, and emotionally unavailable, he had no interest in the world’s judgment. But this? This felt wrong. He wasn’t a predator, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to marry someone two decades younger than him. But his father wouldn’t back down, and losing the company wasn’t an option. So, he reluctantly agreed. He would marry the shy, damaged girl who had survived the worst at the hands of her step-family. He made himself a promise: he wouldn’t touch her. He would protect her, not become another perverted man she’d have to fear. What he didn’t expect was how hard that promise would be to keep. She was undeniably beautiful—soft curves in all the right places, her presence igniting desires he thought he could suppress. Suddenly, Miles found himself fighting not just his morals, but his erection. But she was his wife. He could touch her, right? Or at least look? She was going to be his undoing.

They say you can't love with hate in your heart. But passion, heat, and attraction when fueled by hate taste all that much sweeter. Trigger warning!!! Please read at your own discretion!

“The more you try to push me, the more you attract me towards you. Listen carefully. You belong to me Vanilla and I will do anything to make you MINE forever.” “I’m....I’m not yours” stuttered Val disturbed by their posture. “Yes. You are. My Vanilla” said Jack smirking. Jack Kelley is a well-known idol of international pop band, WESFA. He started his career at the age of fourteen and became one of the famous youngest idols of the pop world. At the age of twenty-three he is the youngest billionaire in the world. He bagged many awards, achievements, and hearts of millions of young girls. His life is what called a ‘perfect-life’ yet he is not fulfilled. He feels that he needs someone who understands his soul that neither his family nor his bandmates could do. He craves to meet his other half, a person who he calls as Vanilla. Valerie Norris is an independent and hard-working young woman. She works as a Chief Financial Officer in an influential cloth designing company. A company that belongs to her friend, Tyler Wood, that she and Ty managed since they were eighteen. She is very professional, and nothing is more important than her family, friends, and work. Suddenly everything has changed when she was assigned to be the project manager for a collab between them and luxury band with the WESFA. How will she react when Jack managed to evoke some foreign feelings in her? Will she be brave enough to come out of her own darkness? Can she accept his love along with a bonus called hate from his fans? Will she be ready to be his Vanilla? To know the amazing love adventure of JK and VN, dig into the complete story.

Bella's joy knew no bounds when she got married to Samuel Reynolds, the most eligible bachelor in town. However, her joy turned sour when her love was not being reciprocated. With Samuel's ex-girlfriend back into their lives, a misunderstanding shook their marriage and led to their divorce; they both went their separate ways. Bella went back to her family and assumed the identity she had been hiding for years, the heiress and CEO of the Watson Empire, the richest family in the city. With her real identity and power, she vows to seek revenge, but she gets caught in the webs of lies and betrayal from those she least expected. Samuel, realising Bella's true identity, comes crawling begging for forgiveness, but Bella is not ready to give out her heart again. Will Samuel make her change her decision, or will he face his nemesis? Find out in this intriguing story, “I won't let you fool me again, ex-husband”

Alicia lived a successful life. She was a respected doctor and a bestselling author. Despite her accomplishments, she had never been in a relationship. She was known for being feisty, brave, and sassy, many saw her as cold-hearted and difficult to please. After a painful heartbreak, she built high walls around her heart to protect herself from pain and betrayal. But everything changed during a one-month vacation she had planned just to relax. What she didn't expect was to meet someone-someone who would challenge everything she believed. An Alpha who boldly claimed her as his mate. What happens when the walls she built start to crumble? When mysteries begin to unfold, and long-buried secrets come to light? Will Alicia be able to face the chaos, adapt to this new world, and open her heart to the Alpha who's determined to claim it?

After having her everything turn to ashes, human protagonist Adeline has to venture out the world lost and alone to find peace for herself. However, with a painful past still chasing her and a surfacing mystery which was supposed to be hidden deep inside of her, she soon finds out that peace is just not meant for her. Just how much will it possibly take her to rise from the ashes? Warnings: Mature language

I gave up a vast fortune to be with my boyfriend Terrence. In our poorest days, we didn't even have a single grain of rice at home. Terrence went out to fight in underground rings, never surrendering once even when he was beaten black and blue. With his blood and sweat, he paved the path to our future brick by brick. In the present, his name was uttered with an undeniable tone of respect, while I was known far and wide as his missus, the woman he treasured above anyone or anything. One year, when I left the country because of a family emergency, I learned that he even started seeing a therapist due to separation anxiety. Everyone said that Terrence loved me more than life itself, and I had believed it too, wholeheartedly. Until I stood on our balcony, watching him tightly embracing another woman in the villa next door. "Even though Tanya is back, the very thought of losing you makes me lose control… I can't live without you, Mia… "If any other men ever appear by your side, I might just end up killing them…" His voice was a low rumble, tinged with a sort of unconscious madness. "B-But what about your wife? Didn't you say that she means more to you than your own life?" "Well, we just have to keep this hidden better, don't we? I want to always be with you…" My hand trembled, and I accidentally cut my hand with the fruit knife I was holding, but I felt no pain at all. To think that just one year apart was enough to shatter thirty years of love and mutual support… With trembling hands, I picked up my phone and called my mother. "Mom, I'm feeling homesick… Can you get me a new identity and a one-way ticket out of the country?"

During our New Year’s Eve dinner, I told my family that my company was not giving out year-end bonuses. The table went silent. Even the TV host counting down to midnight suddenly sounded grating. My husband and daughter slammed the table in frustration. “No year-end bonus?! How are we supposed to pay the mortgage and the car loan? I didn’t marry you so you could live off me!” “Other moms either buy designer bags or send money. You’re the most useless one. You can’t even bring home a $100,000 bonus.” My in-laws sat there with dark looks on their faces and said nothing. I looked at their self-righteous faces and felt a lump in my throat. All these years, every expense in this family was paid with the money I earned from late nights, overtime, and project commissions. But all they could see was the $100,000 bonus I did not bring home. “If you can’t make any money, then get out!” My husband grabbed my arm and pushed me toward the door. My daughter was not satisfied and kicked me on the lower back. I did not turn around. I took out my phone and booked the presidential suite at a downtown five-star hotel. My bank account had just received a $1 million dividend payout. It was true that I did not get a year-end bonus. But I got promoted to management. From this day onward, I would receive $1 million in dividends every year.

For five years, Marco Falcone was the perfect man. Or so I thought. The illusion shattered on the night of our engagement party, when his mistress crashed it, a five-year-old boy in tow. The boy ran straight to Marco, crying, "Daddy! Daddy, I finally found you!" It had to be some kind of sick joke. But then Marco turned to me, his voice stripped of all warmth. "This is my son, Leo. A… mistake Sofia and I made five years ago." "Leo is the Falcone heir. I have to legitimize them. That means I'll be engaged to Sofia first." "But Lydia, believe me, I still love you. We can have our engagement party in six months. You're going to be the Donna of the Falcone family. I expect you to be generous and understanding. This is non-negotiable." I laughed, a cold, sharp sound, and slid the engagement ring off my finger. My eyes scanned the room and locked on the man in the corner—Lorenzo Moretti, the most powerful Don in New York. He held another title, one only I knew: the man who’d been trying to make me his. "Don Moretti," I called out, my voice clear and steady. "I find myself in need of a new fiancé. Are you interested?"