Rome Wasn't Built In A Day

Eleanor always wanted a fresh start. She was raised in the mafia and was constantly exposed to guns, death, and blood. On the night she is kidnapped by an infamous Don, she manages to escape. But instead of going back to her old life, she decides to start a new one. She runs into the city of Rome and her true passion and love for food are sparked. When she meets Dante Santa Cruz, she no longer believes that anything can return her to the world she fled. But how could she forget that she was the daughter of the mad queen?

She woke up to any empty bed , "panicking" she called 911 . She tried to sound freaked out but before she could say much about the matter at hand, her husband walked in . She was gravely disappointed but quickly masked it with relief . Reluctantly ,she cut the call and hugged her husband ,only for him to tense up. " who was on the phone?" He asked pulling back from the hug . She kept quiet knowing what would come next if she had said 911 . When she didn't reply ,he took her silence for an answer. He knew she was messed up but calling 911 all the time had been extreme. Annoyed he went farther away from her facing anywhere but at her . " you got to stop doing that" He clenched his jaw,really upset . " stop doing what?" ' stop wishing me dead ' he thought "Calling freaking 911 everytime I'm not around you " Silence followed. She thought he meant that as in I can't breathe without Lucas beside me kinda vibe but no... He knew. "I'm not asking you to go climb Mount Everest or jump off a cliff .I'm just asking you to grow up,Jen .You're a 22 year old act like it " He made his annoyance evident .He made no attempt to hide how pissed he was . His voice was harsh , cold and very very distant. It was always like that ,one had to get used to it She wanted to cry so bad that she had been caught but she knew he had known for a very long time now . 'Crying now would only prove him right' she thought. Finding her presence irksome, he left the room. Maybe getting married to Lucas was just crazy . Lucas was handsome ,rich ,independent. He was everything any girl wanted . everything that her father wanted for her .

Damon moreau is a powerful tech billionaire who survives through control.Raised by an absent father and a morally grounded mother, Damon learned early that vulnerability was dangerous. After his father's suicide following corporate betrayal, damon became emotionally closed off, relying heavenly on his mother, Evenlyn as his moral compass and emotional anchor. That anchor shatters when Evelyn is killed in an assassination attempt meant for Damon. Unknown to damon, the man behind the trigger is luca raines an elite assassin shaped by childhood abuse and years inside a private military syndicate run by Adrian kessler. Luca has never hesitated on a job before,but when he sight Damon through his scope something breaks his bullet misses Damon and instead killed Evenlyn when she steps in to the line of fire. Wracked with guilt Luca accepts Adrian's next order embed himself in damon's security detailed as his personal bodyguard,waiting waiting for the second opportunity to finish the contract. Damon grieving and paranoid,hired enhanced protection. Luca enters his life as a silent guardian, hiding the truth that he caused damon's deepest loss.

Her name was Vitatrix, the first empress of Rome. You won't see her in any of the history books, or hear her name in any ballad or song. She isn't even mentioned in myth or legend. Her mark on mankind was erased, because she was a woman. Long ago Rome's emperor died with out a son. His cousin, a roman senator ascended to the throne with out a legitimate heir, or so everyone thought. Fear started to grip the citizens of Rome as new threats rose from every corner of the empire. In the city of Clusium, a daughter that was born to the new roman emperor, hidden by his wife. All of this to protect her from the possible rage and discrimination from her own family. All because she was born a girl. In a world where men rule, can this sole female heir secure her rightful place? Or will her gender pull her down? Raised by the midwife that helped bring her into the world, a young Trix finds out who she truly is. She must return to a family she has never known and save the Roman Empire from anarchy. She must fight a corrupt senator, a secret society, and her own fears of the future. Together with her best friend, Hector, she will learn that not everyone can be trusted. Not all stories have a happy ever after. Will this one?

เขาเป็นคนที่ฉันไม่ชอบหน้า แต่เขาดันเป็น ‘คนแรก’ และ ‘คนสุดท้าย’ ที่ฉันโหยหามาตลอด

Dalawang bata ang pinagtagpo ng ‘di inaasahang pangyayari. Si Sidharta Gabriel Palma,isang ulila at nasa poder ng kaniyang lola kasama ang kaniyang nakatatandang kapatid na si June. Maaga silang naulila nang mamatay ang kanilang mga magulang. Tanging ang lola na lamang nila ang nagtataguyod upang sila ay makapag-aral. Maagang nagtrabaho si Junr upang makatulong sa kaniyang lola at para na rin saluhin ang kaniyang kapatid na si Sid. Nang minsang lumuwas sila ng Ormoc galing Camotes, habang nakasakay sa de-motor na bangka ay nahagilap ng kaniyang mata ang isang batang nalulunod, si Aroon. Si Aroon ay isang batang nagnanais na makita ang kaniyang ama sa pamamagitan ng pagpapakalunod sa naglalakihang alon. Dito niya nakikita ang sagot sa kaniyang pangungulila. Tila tadhanang magkatagpo ang dalawa dahil dito nagsimula ang di inaasahang pagkakaibigan na nabuo sa maikling panahon. Sa loob ng maikling panahon ay nakabuo sila ng pagkakaibigan na hindi matutumbasan ng kahit na ano. Pinagtagpo ngunit agad ding nagkalayo. Nangakong magkikitang muli at hindi na maghihiwalay pa. Ngunit paano kung sa panglawang pagkakataon ang tadhana’y hindi ma pumabor sa kanila? Ipaglalaban ba nila ang kanilang mga pangako? O hahayaan nalang itong maging isang pangakong napako? Magsasama tayong dalawa. Pangako yan…

“I don’t want you. I hate you.” Those words from her only son slice deeper than any blade. Sarah returns from the hospital expecting love, only to find her place at the family table stolen. Her husband, James, stands arm in arm with Tiana — his late brother’s widow, while her son clings to the other woman’s waist, rejecting his own mother. The betrayal does not end there. After a confrontation with Tiana, she woke up in an abandoned building, her hands tied, and mouth taped. Beside her was Tiana too. Tied. James stood, his confused gaze darting from Tiana to Sarah. And then came the baritone voice from one of the kidnappers: “One life. One choice. You can only save one. Choose!” Sarah turned, seeing how Tiana was communicating with the kidnappers with her eyes. She struggled to let James see the truth; that this was all a setup. But she couldn’t. Her mouth was tapped. But then, like a match striking steel, James’ voice came brittle and final. “Tiana.” He chose his ex over his own wife. Over the mother of his child. Sarah was abandoned in the warehouse. Immediately they left, the warehouse exploded, covered in flames. And Sarah’s screams and cries inside, filled the night. Did Sarah survive the fire outbreak? If she did, can they stand her revenge when she finally returns?

New book: Alpha's moonborn mate is OUT now. Read it today8-) _____ “You know what Amara; you should never kill your desires. If you want to kiss someone just kiss them… don’t look at their lips like this!” he arched an eyebrow and stated naughtily after catching her staring at his mouth intently. They were studying in an empty library. Amara shuddered when his hands slowly encircled her waist and pulled her close. And before she could understand what was going on, he latched their lips. Oh damn… she was being kissed by the school’s most wanted guy, Alex Ragnar!!! ~~~ He was the famous football captain. She was the topper of the class. However, she was unnoticed among the group of hot sassy cheer leaders who dominated the female population. Everyone remembered her name only during exams, yeah— everyone, even the ones who never knew she existed in the class. He was one of them. This year, before the final exams, he became friends with her like any other student— for seeking her help and notes. But before the year ends and even the results are out, he'd realize that falling in love wasn't in the plan!

I've been married to Sylvia Fuller, a mafia donna, for ten years. I'm there with her in every life-and-death situation. My hands, which are meant for playing the piano, have developed calluses from using guns. They are also stained with blood from the enemies. But when Sylvia turns 28, she falls head over heels in love with Wilson Hink, the young man she's brought back from the slums. Sylvia has hidden him very well… right until the moment I bump into him accompanying her to a prenatal check-up. Mad with jealousy, I demand Sylvia for answers, but she just passes me a divorce agreement in a lackadaisical manner. "Wilson is a man of religion. He can't sire a child without getting married, so I have to give him a legitimate status. Sign this agreement, and I'll give you 40% of my shares." I refuse to give my position away, so Sylvia keeps forcing my hand. In the end, she even kidnaps my younger brother, who's paralyzed from waist down, and drags him to the spot beneath a hydraulic press. "Sebastian Chance, either you sign the agreement, or watch him get crushed. Your choice." I kneel on the ground and beg Sylvia to stop. But soon, I hear the hydraulic press being activated. It doesn't take long before I'm completely covered in my brother's flesh and blood. I end up collapsing onto the gore-splattered ground. When I open my eyes again, I realize I've gone back in time—back to the time when Wilson has accompanied Sylvia to the prenatal check-up. This time, I don't say anything. Instead, I contact a rehabilitation center located overseas before filing for a divorce and leaving Sylvia behind. But once I'm gone for real, Sylvia actually goes crazy.

To "fix" Leonard Rinehart's oh-so-tragic depression, Naomi Gaffron—yeah, the same girl who once swore she'd only ever marry me—secretly tied the knot with him. So I gave in. Played along with the family's little matchmaking stunt. Married Aurelia Spencer—Brieton City's golden girl who'd been obsessed with me since forever. For seven years, she clung to me like I was oxygen. Every night, curled up like she'd break if I moved. I thought that was happiness. Then one night, I caught her whispering to her best friend: "Leonard's already got international awards. When are you dumping Leone?" "Whatever—I'm stuck with someone I don't love anyway. Doesn't matter who I married. Someone's gotta keep an eye on Leone so he doesn't screw up everything Leonard built." I checked her study. Found a hidden folder—over 100,000 photos of Leonard. A hundred unsent love letters. Even I couldn't fake it anymore. Bought a silicone dummy. Laid out the plan. The fire would be step one. Dead or alive—we're done.