Ride The Storm

After the death of her parents in a fatal accident, Maria's life takes an ugly turn. Immersed in huge debts and meeting her supposed boyfriend pants down with another lady, Maria is heartbroken. In the spur of the moment, she decides to end it but luckily gets saved by a mystery man. Going to the club for a fun time, she gets drunk and bangs a stranger who is no other than Andrew Walker, the son of her parents's killers. Shockingly, he is her savior; the mystery man, and just as he gave her a second chance at life, he's determined to frustrate her to death. When his fake date for the day disappoints him, Maria is his only hope. What is supposed to be a one-time thing, needs another and another until she's tied with Andrew. How much can she endure her fate? And secretly seeking revenge for her parents, will she damn their bond and hurt her savior in wolf's fur?

He lost his memory. She lost her heart. Now, the past wants them both dead. When Amara Kane pulls a wounded stranger from a burning car, she doesn’t expect him to be Liam Steele—billionaire tech heir, missing CEO, and the man with a target on his back. With no memory of who he is or who wants him dead, Liam finds himself hiding in the one place no one would expect: her tiny apartment. What starts as survival quickly turns into something deeper. Secrets unravel. Passion ignites. And just when Liam proposes and Amara dares to believe in love again… he vanishes without a word—leaving her pregnant and alone. But Liam didn’t just leave. He was taken. Now, Amara must face the truth: she’s not just protecting their unborn child—she’s holding the key to a conspiracy worth killing for.

Congratulations!! You got what you wanted. But don't get very happy. From now on, your life is going to change. You will regret your decision to marry me. Welcome to hell, Mrs Dhruv Goyal." My husband said to me right after we got married. ** In a whirlwind of deceit and broken promises, Mahima finds herself trapped in a marriage with Dhruv, a man who promised to make her life a living hell. As the cruel taunts and infidelity pile up, Mahima's only solace is the hope for a better tomorrow. But when fate takes a sharp turn, leaving Dhruv to grapple with the ghosts of his past and the uncertainty of his future, he finds himself drawn to a mysterious stranger who bears an uncanny resemblance to Mahima. Can he unravel the secrets of their intertwined destinies, or will he be forever trapped in a cycle of regret and longing? Join Dhruv on a journey of self-discovery and redemption as he navigates the treacherous waters of love and forgiveness.

Damian Savage a Dire wolf who was denied his throne by the fake royals and was labeled a traitor by the very people who killed his entire clan.. He has to fight his way through and claim what was rightfully his but would that be easy? What happens when Damian Savage decided to get married to someone that isn't his Mate? It was unheard of throughout the existence of the wolves.. Their alliance came with Chaos and unexpected twists.

"I...don't... I don't... remember anything...." I stammered as I gripped my head, the throbbing pain in my head was already getting worse. "I don't even remember my name." Tears slid down my dirt stained face, the pain from the headache and the fear of my situation only made it more difficult to stop crying. "Hey!" His soft, yet hard eyes locked with mine as he touched my shoulder gently. "I am here for you." His words was oddly reassuringly, even if I don't know who he is, I felt comfortable in his presence. An ambitious werewolf gathers an army of forbidden soldiers, werewolves and vampires together in one force against the human race, he wishes to dominate politically and socially, annihilating the weaker race (Humans). Now one step is left for him, he must mate with the last surviving Lycan, the only surviving daughter of the most influential family known as Golden Corporation, the political and economical gods on the earth. The incident on one fateful night results in Natasha loosing her memories. Faced with an opportunity of controlling the last possible Lycan alive, he fabricate lies on who killed her parents and convinced her to join his course. Groomed into a merciless killer by the man that killed her parents and brainwashed into agreeing to become his mate for what he calls the "greater good.", Natasha Nightshade becomes a shadow of herself, lost in a labyrinth of self discovery, tormented by nightmares that seemed to be memories of her past, and now the Luna of a powerful and ruthless Werewolf kingdom, she stumbles upon a prisoner, brought in to be executed, a man that looked like the light at the end of her dark tunnel and somehow seems oddly familiar.

“…Should anyone here know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." "I do!" A sharp voice bombed the church. Frowning, I turned my head toward the owner of the voice who dared to object to My wedding. And there He stood. My vicious rival. The man I hate the most. The Pakhan of Bratva! Aleksandr Fedorov. "On what ground do you object?" The priest demanded. My face was turning red in anger while He smirked with his eyes set on mine. "Because this bride is already married to me.” I blinked up at him. Married to him!? What the hell was He saying! ***************************** No one knows that it's a fake marriage. A contract marriage to fulfil the last condition of taking over Cosa Nostra. I didn't hear what the Priest was saying, nor did I pay attention to my groom. The white wedding gown was the last step for my crown. I, Aria Salvatore Knight, was going to be the first female Capo dei capi. The one who was going to make history in the world of organised crime. But my hopes and dreams died because of him. My reputation was shattered because of him. He made me a joke in Cosa Nostra and now it's his turn to pay for his sins. Love, betrayal, killing, conspiracy, suffering whatever it costs, Aria knight was determined to become the first Female capo of Cosa Nostra. It has been her aim since her childhood. But what would happen when she was rewarded with the unwanted title of something on her head too, which would create big havoc in Cosa Nostra? The Bratva Queen! Well, Let's dive into the bloody story of the Ice Princess and the Merciless Monster.

Alex wanted a perfect Christmas,her expectations were high, a Christmas Eve dinner and a well spent Christmas, all but few of everything she wanted however she got the shock of her life when her boyfriend suddenly broke up with her for no reason. Every expectation she had for Christmas crashed and she was left shattered and broken. Finding out that her ex is a brother to the guy who is bent on punishing her for crashing his car, Alex concluded she will pay him back by pretending to date Josh. Her plan backfired when Josh's grandfather insisted that a wedding will happen. It was up to Alex to make a decision whether she wants to get married and give her kid brother a future or fight her way out of the wedding. Luke would not stand by and watch his ex-girlfriend marry his brother because he still loves her. Josh, who thought Alex is a golddigger, will not accept her so easily. Josh's grandfather was more than happy to set the wedding because he believes Alex is more than who she thinks she is. The long secret that was buried, how long will it stay buried before the world unveils it? Was Alex truly who she thinks she is or she is more?

A beast and innocent bride.One can get anything he wants.While one needs to work hard for it.Caro Curtiz. A 30 years old. The living beast. The most richest. A billionaire. A businessman. And a powerful Mafia Boss.Cana Smith. A 20 years old. A second year college. Innocent, kind, helpful and understanding daughter. But still the world has been so cruel to her. She needs to pay for her family’s debt. In what way? Marrying the beast. Would the beast learn to love her or he will be the other way around? Let us read and know what will their journey go.

18 is the age every girl looks forward to Emandra Carter was no different, It's been months of anticipation and anxiety. She would love to see what color her wolf would be, she was a late bloomer as males and female werewolves get their wolf between the ages of 13 and 16. She was long past that and still there was no change. Her younger sister who was only a few months younger had gotten hers as early as 15 and was only waiting for her her 18th birthday to become her mate. But she was hoping for a wolf and a mate. As the Goddess will want, she is blessed with a wonderful wolf and a mate. But things never go as plan. Emandra walks her way out of the room feeling rejected and broken, life was cruel, the image of her sister and mate entangled with each other in bed professing their love for each other cemented the pain witin her. Things take a quick turn, she is sold to the ruthless alpha, the greatest of his time. Alpha chase Lobswell. Her family rejects her she is torn between accepting her fate as his breeder and giving the second chance mate a try or escaping to become a rogue and finding her real parents.

The first born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the boarder is one of three identical triplets. But nobody really knows which one was born first! So who will rule? The king will decide. Or will he? To keep peace in the highlands and unite the boarder lands the king feels all three men must have a clan to rule. Since all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them that will result in each of the triplets having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. Assuming the laird named his first son after himself, the king weds Griogair to the second daughter of the clan to the west. He and Eliana would stay on MacInnis land, uniting it through marriage with the MacDonald clan that stretched from their boarder to the west coast. He wed the remaining brothers to clans that had only women as direct heirs. Padraig to the widow Fraiser and Alasdair to the young Isobel whose father owned the land on the east coast. But the men have other ideas. This is a game the men have played since they were small. Padraig tosses a silver coin and his brother's nod, instantly swapping identities as smoothly as taking a step. Will anyone notice they have each chosen their own wife? Just as nobody knows which son was first born, few can tell them apart. Certainly not the emissary or clergy sent by the king! But when the truth comes to light, will it all unravel?