Santa Muerte Drawing Easy

“You belong to me now! No woman is allowed to caress your rod aside from me!" She is the invincible queen of the underworld, the most dangerous Mafia Lord in the cartel kingdom. Selena Santa Cruz is the only woman who can make even the fearless men fall on their knees. Wanted by the force and underworld Lords, Selena fears nothing aside from her past. A past that she has been running from, a past she must put an end to. But when this dangerous Mafia queen crosses paths with an innocent and fragile student, everything changes. The untamable woman sees herself falling dangerously for this young boy whose origin is a mystery. “If I can’t have him then no one will.” Those were the deadly words of Selena Santa Cruz the moment she set her eyes on Tyrone Miller. Vowing to kill anyone to have him all to herself, will Selena be able to win against the thousands of men after her? How can she fight against her past when the one thing she has vowed to protect is strongly linked to it?

Sé que no me queda mucho tiempo después de haber sido envenenada con acónito. No quiero tener remordimientos, así que viajo al lago de Sacred Crystal, un lugar que siempre había querido visitar. No le digo a nadie que planeo terminar mi vida allí. No esperaba encontrarme con mi ex-compañero en ese lugar. No nos hemos visto en diez años. Él se ha convertido en el Alfa que siempre quiso ser, y lleva un anillo que tiene grabado el nombre de otra loba. En cuanto a mí, ya he tirado nuestra muestra de amor y lo he borrado de mi corazón. Estamos intercambiando palabras cuando, de repente me pregunta: —¿Todavía me odias, Giselle? Sacudo la cabeza. Mi vida está a punto de terminar, después de todo. Ya no necesito aferrarme a nada. En los últimos momentos de mi vida, solo quiero ver el mar de lirios que la Diosa de la Luna ha bendecido.

Me desangraba en una esquina tras un ataque de una familia rival. Mi esposo, Dante —el subjefe de la familia Torrino— estaba en su auto, sosteniendo a la hermanita de su mejor amigo. Me lanzó una mirada fría y dijo: —Déjala. No es nadie. Más tarde, cuando otro me salvó, caminé a casa empapada en mi propia sangre. Encontré a Dante meciendo a Serafina, preocupadísimo por ella. Ella solo tenía una rodilla raspada. ¿Y la sangre que cubría mi ropa? Ni siquiera la vio. Solo observé. No dije nada. Luego saqué mi teléfono y llamé a mi madre: —Mamá, necesito volver a casa.

Yo solo era una estudiante que no podía pagar la colegiatura. Durante cinco años, también fui la amante secreta del jefe de la mafia Dante Costello. Públicamente, era su restauradora de arte personal. En privado, pasaba las noches haciéndome suya, abrazándome fuerte y besándome hasta dejarme sin aliento. Entonces su familia arregló su compromiso. Con Isabella Rossi. Una princesa de una familia rival. En su fiesta de compromiso, Isabella me clavó un fragmento de cristal roto en el dorso de la mano. Me obligó a disculparme. Con ella. Por haber hecho una escena. Conteniendo las lágrimas, incliné la cabeza ante Isabella. Cuando ella perdió una apuesta y tuvo que jugar a la ruleta rusa; una bala, seis recámaras, él me obligó a tomar su lugar. Me temblaba la mano mientras me apuntaba con la pistola a la cabeza. —Una vez me salvaste la vida —le dije—. Ahora te la devuelvo. En el momento en que desaparecí de su mundo, el despiadado jefe de la mafia que lo tenía todo bajo control... perdió la cabeza.

"Fated Love" is a compelling romance that delves deep into the complex relationship between a driven, powerful CEO and his dedicated assistant. Their connection begins in a professional setting, but sparks fly as their emotions and desires intertwine, leading to an intense and passionate love affair. What starts as a seemingly perfect union quickly turns turbulent, filled with emotional highs and lows, possessiveness, and painful misunderstandings that threaten to tear them apart. The story is packed with tension, drawing readers into a whirlwind of raw emotions. The CEO, a man of control and authority, finds himself captivated by his assistant’s loyalty and dedication, while she is drawn to his power and vulnerability. However, their differences and the pressures of their professional roles create obstacles that neither can easily overcome. Their love story is a constant back-and-forth, as each struggle with their own insecurities, doubts, and the consequences of their choices. After a long separation that leaves both hearts broken, fate steps in. Love proves to be the ultimate force that pulls them back together, showing that despite the challenges, their bond is unbreakable. "Fated Love" is a journey of growth, forgiveness, and second chances, reminding readers that true love is never easy, but it's always worth fighting for. This heartfelt narrative will keep readers on the edge of their seats, rooting for the couple to finally find happiness, no matter the obstacles in their way.

The ongoing story of Pregnant with Four Alphas’ Babies! Continue Rose and her mates' story in this romantic reverse harem romance about the next generation of wolf shifter royals! Who said having quads would be easy? Twenty years after Rose gave birth to her Alphas’ babies, she now serves as Luna Queen and rules alongside her four Alphas of the Dark Forest kingdom, preparing their sons to take over. Their daughter Trisha, still sporting a head of dark curly hair and just ahead of her twenty-first birthday when yet to meet her wolf, is in the habit of going out of the castle in disguise. She soon finds that a mysterious force is drawing her to a faraway kingdom. Along her journey, she meets three gorgeous Alphas who all have alluring scents, but she doesn’t believe in the mate bond, does she? Meanwhile, Ethan, also almost twenty-one and one of the two boys groomed for the Dark Forest throne, meets a beautiful dark-haired woman while on a royal assignment. She hates royals with a passion, but Ethan is determined to change her mind. Will the descendants of the breeder find happiness? Or will Trisha’s travels to an enemy kingdom lead to disaster for everyone? Either way, what they are about to experience will change Dark Forest forever!

Cuando mi esposo me amenazó por centésima vez con el divorcio para que me sacrificara por mi hermana, Yoli Santos, no lloré ni hice escándalo. Simplemente firmé el acuerdo de divorcio, y le entregué en bandeja al hombre que había amado durante diez años. Días después, Yoli metió la pata en una fiesta y ofendió a una familia poderosa. Una vez más, fui yo quien cargó con la culpa por ella y asumí todas las consecuencias. Incluso cuando propusieron que yo fuera la voluntaria para probar el medicamento del proyecto de mi hermana, acepté sin dudar. Mis padres dijeron que por fin me había vuelto una hija razonable. Hasta mi esposo, tan frío como siempre, se paró junto a mi cama, me acarició la mejilla, algo que no hacía desde hacía años, y me dijo con ternura: —No tengas miedo. El experimento no es peligroso. Cuando salgas, te prepararé tu comida favorita. Pero él no sabía que, fuera o no peligroso el experimento, ya no iba a poder esperarme. Porque tengo una enfermedad terminal. Y me voy a morir muy pronto.

This book contains Steamy contents. Trish a spoiled rich heiress and party girl, pushes her luck one time too many when she decides to transport cocaine on a dare. She lands in the island of Santa Eduviges, is arrested, and enters the island's penal system as a naked collared slave. When she discovers there is no escape from her servitude, she accepts her new life of loving, satisfying, and serving the woman who bought her.

If happiness is a gift. Then Cameron Stanton is my Santa Claus. I can’t tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him. Only that I did. With every glance, every touch, every minute…. he stole a little more of me. They say that all men are created equal. Well that’s a blatant lie! I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas, I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man.

As Christmas drew near, my little sister claimed she’d seen Santa Claus in the house. “He had four legs, real long, like dead branches. He crawled on the floor like a dog. His mouth was full of teeth, and I saw him with my own eyes, climbing out of the chimney. His bones were making this clicking, clacking sound.” The Santa she described was nothing like the legends. My parents and I thought it was just her imagination. Until I posted about it online. A user named “NocturneNotes” insisted my sister wasn’t lying, and that the thing was dangerous. Panicked, I asked him what we should do. He gave me three rules: “On Christmas Eve, from 11:30 PM to 2:00 AM, the entire family must ‘sleep’ by the Christmas tree.” “You can’t actually fall asleep, or you’ll die in your sleep.” “No matter what you hear or feel, you absolutely cannot open your eyes or stop pretending to be asleep. Once it hits 2:00 AM, it will leave on its own.”