Sarie Kessler Will Smith Relationship

I’m Isabella Russo, the mafia princess everyone loves to hate. Adrian Moretti—ice-cold underboss in a tailored suit—was sent to “discipline” me. I torched his villa, wrecked his meetings, even tried to make him lose control. At night, he did. Against glass, leather, marble—he taught me surrender and I hated how much I craved it. Then I learned the truth: Adrian was only a mask. His real name is Leon Moretti—heir to the empire and the fiancé promised to me since birth. It should have been a fairytale. Except my parents crowned a miracle sister who wasn’t a miracle at all. Elena slipped into my room, my heirloom, my future—and into his arms. When I was framed, caged in a walk-in freezer, whipped for a lie, he chose her. So I sold the engagement for $200M, left a single recording as proof, and vanished. By the time Leon becomes Don, he finally listens—to the tape that proves Elena’s an impostor… and to the echo of my footsteps leaving him for good. Now the most dangerous man in New York is done being careful. He’s hunting the woman he broke.

Audrey Vance is pushed to the brink as her meticulously planned life starts to fall apart. Desperate to save her family home from going into foreclosure and drowning in debt, she does the unimaginable and spends a night of reckless diversion at a Manhattan bar. But rather than making a quick getaway, she meets Damien Knight, a stunningly attractive millionaire who has a lethal charm and an unmistakable evil side. A passionate one-night encounter turns into something far more sinister as Audrey is drawn into Damien's world, where his riches and influence serve as a front for the secrets he conceals. However, when long-held secrets come to light and old foes reappear, Audrey quickly realises that being with Damien might cost her everything, even her heart. Will she weather the tempest of loving a guy like Damien, or will they be torn apart forever by the perils of his world?

For years, Raven survived the Gonzales crime family’s control. But just as her debt nears its end, she’s forced into marriage with Marcus Gonzales—their dangerous, magnetic heir. Marcus breaks rules, rivals, and women. But he doesn’t want Raven broken. He wants her consumed. When a long-buried secret tied to her father’s death resurfaces, Raven becomes the key to a war between syndicates. And as Marcus’s obsession turns to something darker than love, she must decide if she’ll run from the monster… or rule beside him.

"Will you reject me?" I asked lowly, ignoring the huge lump that had formed in my throat. I could only fight back my tears as they burned my eyes. His green eyes were like orbs of ice, piercing into my soul. It was glazed and cold, yet seemed to have a lot of secrets hidden in it. "Reject you?...I am cursed. You won't survive being my mate. I advice you kill yourself before I do it myself." He muttered silently and walked away immediately. Ella was the alpha's daughter. She was the supposed heir and first female Alpha of the pack after her parents failed to bear another child, but her life went sour. She was abhorred, rejected, and termed a demon by her father and entire pack after she murdered her mother on the day of her supposed first shift. Her life became more hellish as her father got another woman as his second mate and also abducted the Beta's daughter. She believed her finding and meeting her mate would bring the end of her suffering, but when she was faced with her fated mate, the cursed Lycan prince who stared back at her with contempt, irritation and hatred, her last hope became bleak. Ella was thrown into his arms as another prey to be devoured and everyone believed it was a death sentence. She was his third mate and next to get killed by his beast just as his curse demands. But when no one expected it, the unimaginable happened.

—Necesito que me ayudes a simular un accidente de jet privado —dije en voz baja—. Es la única forma en que podré dejar a Luca Moretti. La gente decía que él había renunciado al trono de la Mafia por mí. Lo llamaban el hombre que cambió el poder por amor: el heredero que renunció a la sangre y al oro con tal de casarse con una mesera de los barrios bajos. Durante años, hizo que el mundo creyera en nosotros. Construyó imperios a mi nombre. Me enviaba rosas todos los lunes. Le dijo a la prensa que yo era su salvación. Pero el amor no siempre significa lealtad. Mientras yo me hacía la idea de que el “para siempre” existía, él construía un segundo hogar a mis espaldas: uno lleno de risas, juguetes y dos gemelos que tenían sus ojos. La noche en que desaparecí, su imperio ardió. Destrozó ciudades, sobornó gobiernos y enterró hombres vivos con tal de encontrarme. Pero para cuando lo hizo...ya me había ido. Y la mujer por la que una vez había muerto, ya no lo amaba lo suficiente como para mantener su vida anterior.

I was dying of kidney failure. Henry Colombo—the ruthless Mafia heir who once swore he’d burn the world to keep me alive— found me a donor. But the price… was her. Susan Miller, the woman who’d always lingered between us, smiled as she set her terms: “Be mine for one month. Pretend you love me—and I’ll save her life.” He agreed. He said it was just to save me. But every lie, every kiss, every photo she posted online was another nail in my coffin. Each time the surgery drew near, she invented a new delay—a fever, a nightmare, a tender bruise. And Henry believed her. He always believed her. The night my heart flatlined on the operating table, he was across the city, feeding her grapes under candlelight, whispering her name—the name of the woman who had let me die. When he finally learned the truth—that every tear she shed was rehearsed, every promise she made was poison— he destroyed everything. Her lies. Her wealth. Her family name. His own empire. But none of it brought me back.

“Shoot her, Luna, do it!” “I.. I can't.. She is my mother” Luna, a divorcee, and Maverick, a widower who decided to join forces together to bring down their enemies are faced with lots of setbacks, twists, turns, and surprises. Will they conquer their enemies, or will they be conquered? Will their love conquer all or will their past lives ruin them forever? Dive into this story of love, hate, betrayal, backstabbing, and revenge.

Max was resigned to the fact that he was never going to meet his fated mate. He was reaching close to 30 now and his pack was pressuring him to take a chosen mate. Everyone was more than aware that moon madness was only just around the corner. That is until he met her, the Moon Goddess has a twisted sense of humor though. She wasn't a Werewolf. Can Max sweep her off her feet the conventional way before he loses his mind? Will the neighboring packs realize his fated mate is human and dispose of her, sealing Max's fate and putting his pack up for the taking? or will she run as soon as he shares his secret with her?

Pada hari yang seharusnya menjadi hari pernikahanku, pengantinnya malah bukan aku. Upacara yang sudah kutunggu selama lima tahun berubah menjadi lelucon ketika Valentina, adik perempuanku, melangkah menyusuri lorong marmer dengan gaun pengantin putih. Lengannya melingkar di lengan Luca, pria yang seharusnya berdiri menungguku di altar. "Maafkan aku, Bianca," kata Valentina pelan. "Tapi hari ini kamu bukan lagi pengantinnya." Kemudian, dia menyentuh perutnya, matanya berkilat penuh kemenangan. "Aku hamil anak Luca." Kata-katanya meledak di dalam kepalaku dan seluruh duniaku seolah-olah mendadak sunyi. Seakan-akan takut aku tak akan memercayainya, dia mengangkat sesuatu yang mengilap ke arah cahaya. Gambar USG hitam putih. Tertulis jelas, usia kehamilan 12 minggu. Mataku terasa panas dan perih. Dengan mata berkaca-kaca, aku menoleh ke arah Luca, mati-matian mencari apa pun. Penyangkalan, penjelasan, ataupun penyesalan. Namun, dia hanya menghela napas, lelah dan pasrah. "Bianca, aku minta maaf," katanya tak berdaya. "Valentina nggak punya banyak waktu lagi. Pernikahan ini ... adalah permintaan terakhirnya." "Aku akan menebusnya," tambahnya. "Kita bisa mengadakan pernikahan lain nanti." Ayahku, Moretti, berdiri di belakangnya dengan ekspresi dingin yang sama seperti yang selalu dia tunjukkan sepanjang hidupku. Aku tak pernah melihatnya tersenyum kepadaku, bahkan sekali pun. "Bianca," katanya tajam. "Adikmu sekarat. Biarkan dia yang menikah hari ini." Kakak laki-lakiku mengangguk tanpa mengatakan sepatah kata pun, seolah-olah itu sudah cukup sebagai jawaban yang tegas. Sepanjang hidupku, mereka selalu memilih dia. Air matanya, keinginannya, kebutuhannya, semuanya lebih penting daripada aku. Hari ini pun tidak berbeda. Sesuatu di dalam diriku ada yang retak. Baiklah. Jika tak ada seorang pun di keluarga ini yang peduli padaku, aku akan pergi.

In the fifth year of loving Gabriel, he inherited his late brother’s title as Vampire Lord— along with his brother’s widow, Chloe, the former Blood Queen, and, by blood and law, my kin-by-covenant. Every time he returned from her chambers, Gabriel would hold me gently and whisper, “Isabella, Chloe is only my Chosen Consort. Once she carries and delivers the Scion of the Blazetooth Coven, I will bind myself to you through a Blood Bond.” He said it was the only condition his family demanded for him to ascend as Vampire Lord. During the six months after we returned to Blazetooth Coven, he answer her summons a hundred times. At first, once a month. Then once a week. And eventually, every single night. On the hundredth night I stayed awake waiting for him, Chloe finally conceived. The news arrived together with another announcement— Gabriel and Chloe would soon be bound by Blood. My son looked up at me, confused and innocent. “Mom… didn’t they say Dad would form a Blood Bond with the Blood Queen he loves? Why hasn’t he come to take us home yet?” “Because,” I said softly, brushing my hand through his hair, “the Blood Queen he loves was never your mother.” “But that’s all right,” I added. “I’ll take you home. Our own home.” What Gabriel never realized was this— as the only daughter of a reigning Vampire King, I had never cared for the title of Blood Queen of Blazetooth Coven at all.