Romance Novels Set In Italy

Revenge is sweet but love is so much sweeter! Phoenix Beaumont had no place in his life for a serious relationship. For him, women were expensive toys to play with for a day or two and then move to another. So, Genie Mitchell saw no problem working part-time for the playboy doctor. He wasn’t attracted to her since he hated all women and she needed his money to pay her bills, so it was a win-win situation. That is why Genie saw nothing wrong in accepting her boss’s proposal: to accompany Phoenix to a medical conference as his fake lover. He was willing to pay good cash for her… services, so Genie saw nothing wrong in saying ‘yes’. While spending time with Phoenix, she discovered that the gorgeous, sexy doctor wasn’t who she thought he was. That in his presence, she was not who she thought she was.

Using the relationship as a bridge to his revenge, Alexander has deep feelings of love for his wife, Kimbeerly Libason. Feelings of love that should have been buried deep in order to focus on the goal, instead made Alexander think twice between continuing or ending his revenge plan. Reluctantly, Alexander ended his plan and chose to leave the Libason family to heal his own wounds even though Kimbeerly was pregnant with his flesh and blood at the time. Kimbeerly loved Alexander so much. She was tormented by Alexander's decision to disappear from her life. A few years later, Kimbeerly reunited with Alexander. Kimbeerly suspected Alexander had a family because she saw him with a woman and a child. On the other hand, Kimbeerly's son continues to ask about his father's whereabouts and makes Kimbeerly confused to answer. How will their story end? Will Alexander and Kimbeerly reunite or just choose their own way of life so that they no longer hurt each other?

"What have we done?" Alice really don't understand. She is in the bed with Jordi, which is her best friend and naked. "I ... really don't know what happened, Alice but I will responsible for everything." "No, Jordi. You have fiancee and I have a boyfriend. We can't." "But ... " "It's Okay. We just don't have to think about it. Everything is none." "No! I can't. You know, I have crush on you since long time and maybe this is God decision to make us like this." "What are you talking about?" "Alice, will you marry me?"

"Does he treat you well?" "Indeed," she murmured, however I could see a glimmer of weakness in her expressive doe eyes. So I inclined considerably nearer. So close that I could hear her flighty heart beats. "Allow me to reword that. Does he fulfill you, Bambi?" Her absence of a response let me know what I had to be aware of. "You're excessively really great for him," I mumbled. Her hair felt so delicate against the tip of my nose, and her fragrance caused me to desire her like never before. I really wanted her. Be that as it may, in particular, I expected to show her how such a delightful goddess ought to be dealt with..

Two young boys were split apart by tragic circumstances. Morbius kidnaps and tortures his twin for the life that he has had to live. Jefferson mourns the brother he has lost while fighting to keep his own dragon sane. On orders to bring in more of his kind, Morbius takes an unknown human woman whose scent was disguised. Once she gets to the facility, where he works as the head assassin, he realizes that she is his mate. The only one that he and his brother will ever get. He’s under orders to be apart of her pain while he keeps his brother as his own self torture. When Jefferson realizes how far his brother will go to break him, he plots his own chance to get his revenge on the brother he once loved so much. In the end blood will not be thicker than water. They both must come to terms with there past to stop themselves from losing the only future they will ever have.

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.

I was a year old when I tried to get some food from my sister's plate. My parents were so angry that they slapped me, rendering me deaf in my right ear. They also hated me until the day I died. They called me a monster that only knew how to take her sister's things. The day I learn I have a terminal illness, I call Mom and tentatively say, "I'm sick, Mom. The doctor said it's a brain tumor. Can you come to the hospital?" She sneers. "You're better off dead. I hope it happens quickly and that you're not at home when it does. I don't want to touch your body." I know they've always looked forward to my death. But when their wish finally comes true and their birth daughter dies, they lose their minds.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?

Jackson Wolfe is WoodVille Asylum's most notorious patient with a history of atrocious violence. The doctors and the nurses are aware of Jacks previous history. Jack is the ring leader in the institution. He is also charming, and manipulative. He wants something done, he gets it done. No questions asked. Riley Frazer is the hospital nurse who gets assigned as Jack's nurse. At first Riley is just curious about Jack, but soon curiosity gets the better of her and Jack maybe a bit infatuated with the nurse. And that's when the murders start. Someone is carving up the patients in the asylum. Could it be Jack getting creative? Jack In The Box All Rights Reserved 2018 - 2021 © KittyKash92