Ring A Ringa Roses

Oops! My true parents are the popular and rich Family in New York. The world has gone mad for The Merchettis to be my Parents. _______________ "Hayley, what do you know about Werewolves?" Viola says, and I frown at her. "Werewolves?" I say, and she nods. "Uhm, they are humans who change into Wolves at a particular period of time, they can change by will, some, I guess. I don't know much about them." "What if I told you they are real?" Da -- Alpha says, and I sit upright. "What?" "This might seem like a lot, but Werewolves are real, and you are one," Viola says, and I laugh. "Werewolves change when they turn eight, I'm twenty-eight." "Yes, and it is called repression. Your environment contributed to that, you weren't in your home, which is in a Pack, here, among other Wolves." Viola says. I say nothing, biting my lips, my mind tilting off the axis "So I am one?" "Yes." "A wolf, everyone here is a Wolf?" "Yes, Hayley." Fuck. _______________ If it’s not crazy enough to know that your true parents are rich and powerful, getting to be informed that you are a werewolf will shock your mind. Hayley Gold is a young woman in her late twenties and her world turned upside down when she knew her true parents and true identity. But the new mother and new sister are not friendly enough and how could she identify herself as a werewolf after all she never shifted in her twenty-eight years old life. It doesn't end there, as she is just about to leave, she discovers that she is pregnant with a baby brought by a one-night stand and the newly arrived Lycan King claims to be her mate and her baby’s father.

Anastasia Gastiello, is not your typical girl. She was once the meanest, baddest, most cruel cheer captain in Grimsborrow high. That changed after the accident. When she woke up with no memories from the first day she entered high school, covered in her blood with the dead bodies of her family scattered around her. Anastasia isn’t the main suspect, no in fact the police know that she didn’t do it because her injuries show that she’s supposed to be dead. But somehow she survived. As Anastasia tries to get back into her school routine, while the people she bullied seek out revenge, HE shows up to save her. Griffin Masters scares her. This big black furred wolf hybrid is dangerous, and should not be trusted. But he won’t leave her alone, and seems obsessed with helping her uncover her memories of that night. He is the bad boy every parent warns you about. They begin their investigation in private, away from the cops and some very powerful people who are hell bent on ensuring she never regains her memory, and that the truth about what happened to her family never gets out. Anastasia desperately wants answers, and the closer she gets the more she realizes that the truth might not be worth discovering after all.

Roselle Jackson Roselle has seen too much and endured a lot in life. After losing her parents and brother to a gruesome murder, she's thrown into foster care. She gets adopted and it turns out her new family isn't as innocent and caring as they pose. Facing child labour,abuse and negligence till she's 17, she plots to get out as soon as she finds out the truth about her family's death. Her plan is discovered and she's murdered by the same people who killed her family but this time she has seen the ugly faces behind those masks, she knows a lot about them and she's coming back for revenge.. Snow De Luca I've always had people do my biddings. Yes!! I'm a boss, a monster and some say I'm worse than death itself but who cares. I love to feed on fear and I must say am sick and twisted, no hope of salvation or redemption until her... She's everything I want and even more. She wants revenge, I want every single piece of her soul.She's my own personal brand of heroin. I always get what I want and I never loose but this time am up for a fail and I can see it...

Isabella Russo thought her life was already a cage until her father sold her in an arranged marriage to Damian Moretti, the most feared mafia king in New York. On their wedding night, she overhears the crushing truth - she's nothing but a pawn in his game to control her father's territory. Trapped in a world of blood and bullets, Isabella must learn to survive among killers and liars. But when she saves Damian from an assassination attempt, something shifts between them. The cold monster who bought her starts showing cracks in his armor, and Isabella discovers the betrayal that made him incapable of trust. Just as their fake marriage begins to feel real, Isabella uncovers a devastating secret - her father didn't arrange this union to protect her. He's been feeding information to Damian's enemies, planning to destroy them both once he gets what he wants. Now Isabella faces an impossible choice: stay loyal to the family that raised her, or protect the man who owns her heart. When the final war erupts and bullets fly, Isabella must decide who she really is. Will she remain the sheltered daughter who obeys without question, or will she become the mafia queen who rules beside her king? In a world where love is weakness and trust means death, sometimes the greatest betrayal leads to the truest love.

Dante Yolando is a smart and remarkable Doctor from Saints Hok. He had no idea what to do after his residency until he met Keane Domingo. Dante takes an instant disliking to Keane due to Keane's egoistic and mannerless ways. However, when a secret brings them together, Dante begins to notices that Keane is actually rather considerate at heart. But, the pressures of Keane's job as a Mafia leave him blind to Dante's affections and Dante takes up racing to try and distract himself. Finally, when peculiar CEO, Sebastian Javernick, a guy who Dante had previously crushed on, threatens to come between them, Keane has to act fast. But will they ever find the incredible love that they deserve? What happens when a deep secret from the past brings them

Crescent Armstrong doesn't expect to catch attention of a another beautiful woman except the one besides him. After his breakup with Henley, he is back to pursue her not contented that all was lost. However Della happens to be the woman who has attracted him differently other than Henley. He convi

Our seventh wedding anniversary. I sat at the dining table—alone. My phone buzzed, lighting up with two messages. First, from Tom: [Working late at the office tonight.] Second, anonymous: [Tom is incredible. Can you even keep up?] Attached was a picture of him, lips locked with a woman I didn't recognize. I blew out the candles on the anniversary cake. Eyes shut, I typed back: [Let's divorce.]

It was our seventh anniversary. Christopher Quinton proposed to me with nothing but a ring pull. He got his true love a house. When I said no, he rebuked me like I was some sort of gold digger. "I thought my love for you was worth more than anything money could buy. I only got Rachel that house to pay her back for all she did for me. I can't believe you thought I still loved her. You disappoint me." I broke up with him and tossed the ring pull into the bin. Then, I walked off. The next day, Christopher took away my position as VP and told everyone he was getting engaged to Rachel. … Five years later, we ran into each other at a charity horserace. He was a successful businessman, and the woman beside him was Rachel, all dressed in custom-made clothes. I was dressed in janitor attire and stuffing plastic bottles into my woven bag. He mocked, "Look at you, Queenie Dean. Scavenging for a living. Bet you didn't see this coming when you ditched me, did you?" I ignored him. My son had run off, and I had to look for him. The boy noticed the plastic bottles that were strewn across the ground, and he insisted that we stay back to finish his social practice activity here.

Three days before the wedding, the church called to inform me that my fiancé had changed the date. When I went to ask him why, I walked in on him throwing a bachelor party with his friends. "Samuel, this was the day Claire personally chose. Why would you suddenly change it?" someone asked. Samuel Gordon stubbed out his cigarette, looking utterly nonchalant. "Because that day happens to be Janet's birthday," he said. "I need to celebrate it with her." The room fell silent in shock. "Aren't you afraid Claire will find out and kill you? Have you forgotten what she did before?" At the mention of my name, Samuel gave an icy snort. "That was all in the past. Claire loves me to death now. She even took three bullets for me once, so how could she ever bring herself to hurt me?" I stood at the doorway, watching the snow fall behind me, and let out a long sigh. Five days later, he stood in an empty church, frantically calling my phone. "Did you forget? It's our wedding day!" "I didn't forget," I said. In another church, wearing a wedding gown, I was saying "I do" to another man.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"