Room Twenty Two Mila Crawford

I was the real son of the Lane family, lost and left outside for 27 years. A year after I was brought back, I helped the Lane family’s company break into overseas markets, tripling its annual sales. However, at the end of the year, even the outsourced janitors got a 13th-month bonus, while the fake heir gave me just 250 dollars. “The company made money, sure, but there are expenses everywhere. You’re just a low-level salesperson. All you do is talk. You should be grateful you got that much.” I could not swallow it, so I went to argue with my biological sister, the general manager. She did not even look up. “Clive didn’t do anything wrong. You don’t have much education and no core skills. You were never qualified for management bonuses.” My parents did not care either. They were too busy planning which country to take the fake heir to for the holidays. I did not argue or make a scene. I just turned around and called Lane Corporation’s biggest rival. “A salesperson who brought in 30 million dollars in the last year is looking to jump ship. Interested? I don’t have any other demands. I just want to see Lewis Corporation go under as soon as possible!”

Viviana experienced injustice from the Alvarez family, who uses power to exploit the people in their province, La Carles, the family of Simoun, her lover, and Alonzo, who loves Viviana, too. Both of them are the CEO billionaires and hot brothers fighting for the love of Viviana, an accountant turned lawyer. The Alvarez bankrupt them, leaving their acreage, and Governor Gerry Alvarez was the mastermind of Viviana's father's death. When her father died, Viviana became close to Simoun Alvarez, the eldest son of Governor Gerry Alvarez. A man who is unpredictable and untamed. He is very different from his family, he helps others but is very untamed, with a hot and masculine body, ocean-blue eyes, perfect physique, being an intelligent person and businessman, his family set him up for arranged marriage. Simoun, even on a five years age gap, can't help but want more and more of Viviana’s presence and love in his life. But Viviana on the other hand doesn't like Simoun at that time, and upon all things, they grew apart. Leaving behind their memories and old love, a love that is very passionate that it could burn their hearts with desire. A love that is faithful and one of a kind. Above all, Viviana wanted to give justice to her father's lost life and other people who suffered from Alvarez's slavery and injustice. She wanted to be an attorney and make the family pay for their crimes on the right terms. Simoun waited for Viviana all this time, only that Simoun became much more like a Greek goddess, handsome, hot, and passionate. He burned for love and make Viviana feel love all this time. But then, his brother, Alonzo, also loves Viviana. Who will win Viviana's heart, Simoun or Alonzo? Both are rich, hot, and handsome!

They say that marriage is a happy ending to everyone's life. However, not all fairy tales end happily ever after. Charlotte Hayes, a top model in Los Angeles, married actor Jake Hayes for two years. He was as delightful as sweets in public, but he was abusive at home. "Have an affair with me," she told Damien Yves Étienne, a billionaire, after discovering his hidden identity as a mafia boss. "Don't you want me to keep quiet about your secret? Have an affair with me in exchange for silence." Sentimental tempers flare. A woman fleeing an abusive marriage and meeting the billionaire boss of her husband. Charlotte grows to love, and her husband discovers the valuable lesson that abusers do not win. With that, milady's affair begins.

Book Two of Chasing The Monster Series Michael Scott is a werewolf special agent, working for the CIA. He is sent to the other side of the world to investigate one of the richest and most famous men in the world- Richard. Mike had to follow one single rule- Do. Not. Touch Richard's lover- Killian. Ever. Too bad Michael is very bad at following rules. And by the way- Killian is Michael's mate.

All her life, Nicole was told that a woman isn’t supposed to have a voice or speak up for herself. She was raised to obey and to say yes to everything they wanted, and she did just that. She said yes to them taking everything from her and agreed to marry the man her family chose because he was deemed the right match to help the family business. They told her he was the best man for her, and she believed them. She gave in back then, but no more. All they said were lies. He wasn’t the right one for her, nor would he ever love her as much as she loved him. Or was she mistaken? In a maze of deceit and manipulation, she decided to take control of her life and end it all. They think she’s powerless, but she’s not. As Nicole embarked on her new journey, she faced several unexpected challenges. Hidden truths from her past came to light, alongside dramas and plots from those who wished her harm. Could Nicole put her past behind her and embrace the future, or could she get the love she had wasted for so many years?

I have died twice. And both times, the same man killed me. My name is Amara. I am an Omega, which in this world means I am the last to eat, the first to be sold, and the easiest to forget. I was born into a cold house, into a family that looked through me like glass. And I carry inside my chest the memories of two other lives, two other versions of me who stood in the same place I'm standing now and did not make it out. I know his name. Corvus. Dark Alpha. The man who rejected me the first time like I was something he scraped off his boot, and the second time handled me like something he needed to erase quietly before anyone noticed. I know what he's capable of. I know what his eyes look like right before the end. And I know that whatever arrangement my useless excuse for a family has made with his people, I am not going to stand here and let it happen a third time. I have a plan. It has holes in it. It might get me killed again. And then two men kick my door open and the plan becomes irrelevant. "We're taking you with us," the serious one says. Just like that. Like it's already done. Like I don't have a single thing to say about it. And then there's the other one, leaning against my wall with that infuriating almost-smile, who adds: "You can say no. It won't change anything. But you can say it." I say no. It doesn't change anything. I go with them anyway, because Corvus is coming and these two impossible men are the better option. That's what I tell myself. That's the only reason.

Plus Size Chronicles: THE MOON CHOSE TWO ​The Alpha Twins’ Fate ​One rejection shattered them. A second chance might destroy them. ​Draven and Elias Blackwood were born to lead, but the Grand Mating Ball left them in ruins. When their fated mate publicly refused to bond with both Alpha twins, she didn’t just break their hearts, she destroyed their pride. Two years later, Draven is a storm of reckless drunkeness and sexual deviance, while Elias has become a cold hearted bastard, but with strong calculated logic. They no longer believe in destiny; they only believe in survival. ​Nova and Sloane knew the sting of betrayal long before they met the Blackwoods. As powerful Alpha daughters, they were cast aside on their eighteenth birthday by the warrior they trusted, stripped of their birthrights and shamed before their entire pack. Now, they are wandering survivors, wary of any man who claims to want them. ​But the Moon Goddess isn't done with her broken children. When the bitter Alpha twins cross paths with the wounded Alpha daughters, a dormant power awakens. Their mate bond ignites, twice. ​Two fierce, curvy women. Two dominant, haunted brothers. In a world of shifting loyalties and ancient pack laws, and corruption from those they least expected, they must decide: is this a divine gift of healing, or a cruel trick of the Moon Goddess....

From a disgraced Luna whose execution was already ordered by her gormless and ripe-for-the-picking Alpha of a husband, to becoming the long-lost princess of the revered witch empire, Xylia thought she'd finally thrown off hard luck. However, on her 25th birthday, she received a terrible blow. The ill-famed fiend, Kyle Norman, King of the Lycan realm turned out to her mate! He wasn't going to take 'No!' for an answer. He wasn't planning to let go of the 'property' the Moon goddess had bestowed on him. War was nothing but a means to get Xylia to his side forever, even if he had to tread on a sea of carcasses. From a dignified princess entitled to splendiferous things to a lowly maid in the Lycan realm, a despondent Xylia gets another surprise. Kyle has a twin with a vendetta against him? And worst of all, that vindictive twin is also her mate?! Just how hair-raising were things going to get?

“would you like to dance?” he asked me. I gulped and searched my mind for an excuse. “I don’t know how to; I’m not used to this” I lied smoothly. “I’ll teach you” he took my slender hands in his large ones and led me to the middle of the ballroom. He placed my hands around his neck and slipped his hands around my waist. “flow with the music” we started to move slowly to the music. I stared down at his suit not having the courage to look into his eyes. “look up amore” he ordered. My eyes flickered to his face and I stared into his blue eyes. They were dark and empty and they sent shivers down my spines. ** Camila Santiago has lived all her life under the control of her father but she believes it gets too far when she is forced to get engaged to cocky arrogant billionaire Roman Romero. but as they get closer to each other, she finds herself falling slowly for the arrogant Romero.

To take care of my mother after she fell and injured herself, I turned down a promotion and took a week off work to stay by her side. On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she smiled and handed me a small envelope. “Suzy, you’ve worked hard these past few days. This is just a little something from me. Go treat yourself to something good.” I wiped my hands, a quiet warmth spreading through my chest. When I opened the envelope, I froze for a moment. Inside was $2. Still, I told myself it didn’t matter. The amount wasn’t important. What mattered was the thought behind it. But the very next day, while scrolling through social media, I came across a post from my younger brother, the one who hadn’t shown his face at the hospital even once. Nine photos filled the post, all of them showing off a sprawling luxury mansion. In the center was a photo of the purchase contract. The caption read: “Officially the owner of a $2 million riverfront house. Big thanks to Mom for the support!”