Novel & Cerita Running Count Blackjack

‎She rules the underworld like a game she never loses. ‎Isabella Marisol Reyes"La Veintiuna Negra" is ruthless, untouchable… until a kind-hearted mechanic crosses her path and becomes her only weakness. What starts as obsession turns into a love she doesn’t know how to handle—and a danger he may not survive. ‎When her past comes back for blood and war erupts, one choice will change everything: ‎keep him and destroy him… or lose him to save him. ‎

"Dean, calm down." she said softly. "Calm down? The day I find you, you have a human boyfriend and almost reject me. They you're kidnapped that night, then your brother and I track you only to find that you are running from us. We finally find you to see you kissing some other dude that you just met. Sure, I'll calm down as soon as you have MY mark on your neck and your screaming my name in OUR bed!" I snarled as I leaned closer to her. Willow is happy in her unusual pack. She's the Alpha's daughter with a protective brother, a loving family, great friends and a loving human boyfriend. She decided long ago not to look for her mate. She was satisfied with her life and more importantly, she was safe. Willow is a rare type of wolf and her family and pack protect her secret from the rest of the werewolf world. If others found out what she is, they would never stop hunting her and no pack would be safe with her in it.Everything changes when Alpha to be Dean comes to visit. Of course, he's her mate and of course, drama follows.His pack is known to be ruthless, heartless even.Just when things start to look up for the couple, her secret is slipped and Willow must make choices that she never wanted to.

This is the story of a dying girl. Gracie. And just like every dying person, she had wishes. Infact she had a bucket list of things she wanted to do before she finally dies. * She had cancer of the blood and bone marrow. Chronic lymphocytic Leukaemia. It develops from a type of white blood cell called B cells and it progresses slowly. Symptoms may not show until maybe years for some patients. Her CLL was aggressive and needed chemotherapy treatment early. But it was a little late for her when they discovered. So wth no early treatment, She had just 5 years to live. The hospital became her home. She was given a room there to live indefinitely. She could still recall her dad’s gloomy face while decorating her room. She eventually recovered a little, just like every other days, she found herself retiring to her former routine. Her chats with him. But when she told him she was sick and was gonna die, he kind of took it differently than she expected. He asked her why. And her reply was probably the last message on their chat till this day. If he blocked her or something, she just doesn't know. she could never find him again on social media. She cried for weeks. He was supposed to be her best friend. She was never gonna make peace with Cancer or resign to fate. No way. Eventually she stopped treatment 2 yrs later when she got her independence. No matter the treatment, she would never be able to live as long as she wants anyway. So why prolong the torture? But that was a difficult decision to make nonetheless because she stopping the treatment meant she'd have to die earlier than 5 years. But she’d rather make peace with that as long as she could do whatever she wanted before dying. ..................... It's all about love, drama, regret.

He ran to into her at street theater. She was a force of nature, not a casual first time hire. She bought the house down with her performance, literally pulled the audience to their feet standing ovation. Her performance was too real, unnerving, deeply unsettling to him.

"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.

Content warning-strictly 18+ | 'Betrayal' that's what I am left with. The only thing I wanted... was a happy family, a loving partner and a normal life. Was it too much to ask for? But... Everything's crushed under the mafia leader's desire. What I supposed to do now when I betrayed... by my own! A broken heart....A shattered soul.... and jinx of fragmented emotions. I don't know...where to go from here now. My doom is brought by my supposed love, I am confined with all the lies hidden beneath the faces of people around me. And that's my life now without a purpose, unable to trust and above all without a heart. Deep buried Secrets, hidden motives and the ultimate betrayal...is all I am left with, standing in the middle of deserted nowhere without any affirmation of getting rescued. He barged into my life and destroyed everything coming in his way. And that's how my experience was with 'Aaron Maxwell' the man who claim to love me!

I stared at the ball going on behind the large window doors. Searching for the man I came with tonight. Robert Alexander Severiano Jr, the dashing man was absolutely breath taking he was one of the sweetest and nicest man I ever met. I loved him I couldn't wait to tell him tonight that we would be expecting a child. A baby it was wonderful we always thought it would be amazing to have a child. But I was awoken from my day dreaming and turned to a sharp pain in my shoulder by no other his father the Count who hated me with every fiber in his body. He was going to be the destruction to our love and life I knew it with ever fiber in my body and all I wanted to do was run. * Note from Author : This story will definitely take a huge twist from living a normal so life she thought she lived in to finding out the world she lives in is actually a world full of werewolves , lycans , cults , witches , dragons etc. Stay tuned for the excitement *

Remus, the newly ascended Alpha of the Volkov Pack is eager to prove his worth. Coming from the line of the Original Lycan, his powers and abilities equal to none. Always had been cold and unforgiving, Remus was determined not to get distracted, until he meets Eden. A girl with the most peculiar of eyes and a secret of her own. And with her, Remus found that maybe, he doesn't want to be alone. But when one of the Elder Gates under their protection falls into the hands of their natural sworn enemy-- the Cold Ones, the peace that the Wolves had been protecting for more than two decades is once again put in turmoil. Now their enemies is back with a vengeance and Remus is in full alert. He declares a new order-- burn all Vampires into extinction. As old and new enemies loom in, and darkness threatens to swallow everything, can Remus protect everyone, especially the life of the person he now deems more important than his own?

At my three-year anniversary dinner with Vincent Hartwell, his secretary deliberately poured red wine over my head. I finally reached my breaking point and slapped her in front of all the guests. That very night, the incident spread like wildfire through high society circles. When my mother saw the leaked bedroom photographs of the two of them, the shock triggered a heart attack. She collapsed and died on the spot. When I learned the news, I sank to the floor and cried all night. Meanwhile, Vincent stayed by his secretary's side, comforting her. When he came home, he brushed past my disheveled state without a glance, loosened his tie, and spoke in that careless tone of his. "I've already buried the story. Don't let it happen again. "I have a meeting tonight. Pull yourself together and get to the villa within thirty minutes. Madison needs you." As he walked toward the door, he added over his shoulder, "She's fragile right now because of the pregnancy. If you do anything to harm my only child, I won't forgive you." I listened without crying or arguing. However, after he left, I pulled the divorce agreement from my drawer that I had prepared weeks ago. Beneath it lay my own positive pregnancy test. 'Vincent, I'll leave to find my biological father in three days.' This time, I was really leaving. I would make sure my father paid for every grievance I had endured over the last few years.

Renee is a fun loving girl who meets the man she loves. What she doesn't know is that he has a very dark past. When it catches up with him, Renee is the one placed in danger and pain. Will she ever see Kevin again or will her whole life be just one long running nightmare?