Santa Clara Remote Appearances

La noche de nuestra fiesta de compromiso, encontré a mi mejor amiga jugando un juego peligroso con mi prometido. El casino del yate privado de nuestra familia fue donde los encontré. Clara estaba sentada en el regazo de mi prometido, Killian, el heredero de la familia Falcone. Killian sostenía una afilada daga de la familia, cuya punta enganchaba el delgado tirante de su vestido. La hoja trazó un camino a lo largo de su clavícula. La más mínima presión rompería la seda. Era una peligrosa e íntima escena. Di un paso adelante con el ceño fruncido, pero Killian solo se burló. —Es solo un pequeño juego para animar las cosas, «Principessa». No te pongas tan tensa. Los ojos de Clara se entrecerraron, y su voz destilaba una falsa dulzura. —Solo estamos jugando a un juego tradicional de la familia. El juego del cuchillo. No te molesta, ¿verdad, dulzura? Estaba a punto de hablar, pero la expresión de Killian se endureció. —Acabamos de comprometernos, ¿y ya estás intentando controlarme? Así que no dije nada. Simplemente saqué mi pistola personalizada de la funda en mi muslo. —Así que es un juego —dije—. Entonces juguemos por algo real.

Iris thought she had married for love only to find out that her marriage was orchestrated to serve her parent professional interest, her beloved husband was cheating on her with her cousin sister Clara on her first wedding anniversary. She found them both on her matrimonial bed. Iris felt betrayed and shattered by her loved ones. She went to find solace in her best friend's house, preparing to divorce Nathan. That was when she found out she was carrying Nathan's child. Mrs Robinson, Nathan's powerful and ruthless mother, discovered that Iris was pregnant and carrying the heir to Robinson family; she refuses to let Iris leave with the Robinson heir, dragging her back into a life of control, cruelty, and manipulation. Now, trapped in a house filled with enemies, Iris must fight for her freedom, her child and her dignity. As Iris is placed in the pawn of the Robinson's twisted game, Nathan isn't indifferent as he pretends to be but manipulated by Clara to suffer iris. On the long process Iris almost loose her pregnancy due to the suffering and ill treatment she received from the Robinson family. After taking to the hospital she escaped from the hospital only to get entwined to another powerful billionaire who was the rival to Robinson empire. The powerful billionaire supported Iris. As Iris and the powerful billionaire began to grown mutual feelings for each other, Nathan begin to regret all his actions toward Iris and later found out that he genuinely felt something for Iris but it was too late for him.

In VOWED (Book #7 of the Vampire Journals), Caitlin and Caleb find themselves in medieval Scotland, in 1350,of the quest for the Holy Grail said to contain the key to true vampire immortality. Landing on the shores of the ancient Isle of Skye, a remote island off the Western coast of Scotland where only the most elite warriors live and train, they are ecstatic to reunite with Sam and Polly, Scarlet and Ruth, a human king and his warriors, and with all of Aiden’s coven.

Before they can continue their mission for the fourth and final key, the time has come for Caleb and Caitlin to wed.

Simultaneously, Sam and Polly, to their own surprise, are each falling deeply in love with one another. As their relationship accelerates, Sam surprises Polly with a vow of his own. And Polly surprises him with her own shocking news.

But all is not well beneath the surface. Blake has appeared again, and his deep love for Caitlin might just threaten her union, on the day before her wedding. Sera has appeared again, too, and vows to break apart what she cannot have.

Scarlet, too, finds herself in danger, as the source of her deep powers are revealed—along with the revelation of who are her true parents.

"I promise, Clara, one day I will be back. I will take you back with me, and I will marry you" It was the last thing Raphael told her before he went home, leaving her waiting for a while before the memory was slowly fading. Forgotten his promise, she was engaged to another man who betrayed her with her best friend. During this time, Raphael returned to keep his promise. Hurt, she decided to leave with him and start over a new life in Paris. Two old sweetheart strangers under the same roof. He needs her. She needs to heal herself. It all returned to the beginning.

Deadly. Disgraced. Disarmed. Harlow is the Faction's top assassin—lethal, loyal, and emotionally detached. Until her partner is killed in the line of duty… and he dies whispering that he loves her. Now, spiraling from grief and guilt, Harlow is exiled to a remote mountain town for a forced sabbatical. She's angry, volatile, and worse—completely purposeless. But peace isn’t what awaits her. Malachi is the Alpha of the largest werewolf pack in the Northwest, hardened by war and haunted by the violence he must wield to protect his people. With enemy wolves threatening his territory and whispers of a coming war, he can't afford distractions—especially not the deadly human woman who crashes into his world with a sharp tongue, faster fists, and secrets that could tear both their lives apart. When fate collides assassin with Alpha, sparks ignite. But as Harlow uncovers a supernatural conspiracy and Malachi grapples with the truth of their bond, they must face enemies from both their worlds—before everything burns. Laced with dark humor, brutal action, and smoldering chemistry, Alpha’s Assassin is a gritty, fast-paced paranormal romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers, morally gray leads, and high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

Bago ang kasal, nahuli ni Mithi ang fiancé niya na nagtataksil sa kaniya. Sa isang hotel room kung saan doon sana gaganapin ang unang gabi nila, ay nakita niya si Luis na may ibang kasiping. “Kasalanan mo rin naman dahil nagpaka-feeling santa ka. Ikakasal ka na sa akin pero ayaw mong haIikan kita o ayaw mong pumayag makipagsex sa akin. Mithi, lalaki ako at may pangangailangan rin ako.” Ang sinabi ni Luis na tila ba ay naging kasalanan pa niya ang lahat. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, may isang lalaki ang biglang dumating sa kwarto kung saan sila nagtatalo. Lalaking handa siyang sagipin para hindi siya mapahiya sa maraming tao. “If you can’t cancel the wedding then papakasalan kita. I’ll be your groom.” Natigilan silang lahat matapos iyon sabihin ng isang estrangherong lalaki. Dahil wala na sa sarili, isang tango ni Mithi ang isinagot niya. Isang tango na siyang naging ganti na rin sa fiancé niyang nagtaksil sa kaniya. Agad siyang kinaladkad no’ng estrangherong lalaki paalis ng hotel. “S-Saan tayo pupunta?” tanong ni Mithi “To the mayor’s office. Let’s get married!” Sagot nito na taimtim na nakatitig sa kaniya.

Adrian Varro Nata terpaksa menjadi tukang kebun keluarga Baron. Dia melarikan diri karena nyawanya terancam. Sampai suatu hari, Adrian dipaksa menikah dengan putri majikannya menggantikan calon suaminya yang kabur, demi menyelamatkan nama baik keluarga mereka. Tapi mertuanya itu memberi syarat hanya dua tahun, setelah itu dia harus bercerai. Selama menikah Adrian selalu dihina, dianggap suami tak berguna. Adrian berusaha mempertahankan Clara Bellova - istrinya karena tulus mencintainya. Sampai suatu hari Asisten pribadinya menemukannya dan memintanya kembali menjalankan perusahaan mobil mewah miliknya.

On my birthday, I proposed a family trip to the northern grasslands. My younger sister, Clara Harrington, who was studying in the southern territory, decided to drive through the forest to meet up with us. But unexpectedly, she was attacked by Rogue wolves in the woods, and her body was never found. My parents, Oscar Harrington and Margaret Vale, placed all the blame on me for her death and cast me out of the family. Overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow, I left the pack to atone for my sins. I took on odd jobs to earn money to send home, all while searching for any trace of Clara. Three years later, I found myself in the southern territory and began working as a delivery runner for a forest cafe. One day, while delivering an order to Werewolf Academy, I saw my parents and Clara standing at the school gate. She said, "Dad, Mom, Adeline has been wandering for three years. Shouldn't we let her come home?" But my mother replied calmly, "She is too selfish. It's only right that she suffers a little. We can bring her back once she realizes her mistakes." My father nodded in agreement. "Let her wander for another year. We'll bring her home next year." I clutched my stomach, my face pale as I forced out a bitter laugh. Three years of exhaustion had left me gravely ill. My wolf was gone, and I only had three days left to live. I could't wait until next year for my father to come and take me home.

El día de la sentencia, mi prometido Diego González me tomó de la mano, sollozando, y me pidió que dejara de defender mi inocencia y firmara un acuerdo de culpabilidad. —Clara, sé que tú no hiciste nada… pero Isabella está esperando un hijo mío. No puedo permitir que ella vaya a la cárcel. Hazlo por tu bien, por favor —suplicó, con lágrimas que le empañaban la mirada. Sin dudarlo ni un instante, firmé el acuerdo. En mi vida anterior me negué a cargar con la culpa de Isabella García y, por eso, no solo terminé tras las rejas: la furia de Diego envió gente a torturarme hasta dejarme estéril. Esta vez me propuse complacerlo. A la mañana siguiente, los noticieros reventaron con la primicia de que yo había robado secretos comerciales de la Corporación López. Para colmo, Isabella se presentó como testigo. —Sí, fue ella; la vi con mis propios ojos infiltrarse en la compañía —declaró ante las cámaras. Pero aquella tarde, cuando inició la audiencia, el demandante Santiago López, director general de la corporación, retiró la acusación. Bajo la mirada atónita de la prensa, sacó un anillo, se arrodilló y me preguntó: —Clara, ¿en esta vida aceptarías casarte conmigo?

On Christmas Day, eight months pregnant, I struggled through the kitchen,cooking for my husband and his secretary. When I finally sat down, hoping to taste a piece of turkey I didn’t even get during Thanksgiving, my husband shoved me aside like I was nothing. He slid the turkey in front of his secretary instead. “Alison,you’re already so fat. Stop eating. Let Daisy have it—she deserves to enjoy your cooking.” Daisy，chewing on the turkey I had painstakingly prepared, had the audacity to mock me under the guise of playing truth or dare with my child. “So, what do you think your mom looks like?” “Mommy looks like a fat pig on a farm!” “Her stretch marks? They’re like disgusting worms crawling all over her. Even Santa would run for his life!” Their laughter erupted like daggers piercing me from all sides. Humiliation and rage burned through me as my dignity was stripped bare. I demanded an apology from that vile woman, but my husband—my husband!—turned his cold, cruel face toward me and said, “Get out of here.” Pregnant, exhausted, and humiliated, I stood there in shock. Then I snapped. I grabbed the Christmas cake and turkey and threw them in the trash. I walked out without looking back. This wretched family doesn’t deserve a second of my effort or a single ounce of my love!