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Ryder, mi esposo y el Alfa de la manada, siempre ha odiado el llanto de los cachorros. Pero últimamente, empezó a cuidar al cachorro recién nacido de mi hermana adoptiva, quedándose a su lado en la guardería cada noche, hasta el amanecer. Cada vez que salía de nuestro hogar para ir a la guardería, un dolor fuerte e inexplicable me partía el corazón. Esta agonía duraba toda la noche, hasta que regresaba al amanecer. Pero llegué al límite. En el festival de la luna llena, anuncié frente a toda la manada que rompería nuestro vínculo. El enlace mental de la manada estalló en murmullos; todos pensaban que la batalla me había afectado el juicio. Una luz dorada se encendió en los ojos de Ryder mientras me miraba con incredulidad. —¿Solo porque estuve ocupado para ver cómo estabas después de que te hirieron, vas a romper nuestro vínculo? ¿Y todo por un cachorro de seis meses? Evité su mirada. En lugar de eso, mi vista se detuvo en la leve marca de labial corrida en el interior de su cuello. Aunque me temblaba la voz, me mantuve firme. —Ya que tanto quieres a su cachorro, en cuanto nuestro vínculo se rompa, podrás ser su padre sin tener que esconderte.

On the day of the wedding, my best friend, Elena Hartman, can't bear to part with me, so she threads my wedding shoes with a string and ties them snugly around her slim waist. The groomsmen turn the whole place upside down, and we end up late for the ceremony. She eventually cracks up and tugs at her billowy bridesmaid dress, revealing the outline of the shoes at her waist. "I dare you to come take them. As long as I'm here, she's not getting married!" My fiancé, Miles Lawson, shakes his head and chuckles. "You just love tormenting us, don't you?" Miles exchanges a look with the groomsmen, and they charge at her at the same time. She squeals as she falls back onto the bed, squirming under her layers of tulle. "Don't be so rough! I'm ticklish…" The groomsmen flush bright red. Miles' ears turn scarlet as he feels around her waist. She giggles even louder. "How are you going to undo it through all these layers? Use your head!" Then, she gasped. "That tickles!" Her theatrics make my temper flare. I spring to my feet, lift her skirt, and rip the wedding shoes right off her. "If you're that ticklish, smack yourself with a slipper. Drop the act, or I'll yank out the nerves that make you ticklish!"

Durante cinco años, Marco Falcone fue el hombre perfecto. O al menos eso creía. La ilusión se rompió en la noche de nuestra fiesta de compromiso, cuando su amante irrumpió, acompañada de un niño de cinco años. El niño corrió directamente hacia Marco, llorando: —¡Papá! ¡Papá, finalmente te encontré! Tenía que ser algún tipo de cruel broma. Pero entonces Marco se volvió hacia mí, con la voz despojada de toda calidez: —Este es mi hijo, Leo. Un… error que Sofia y yo cometimos hace cinco años. —Leo es el heredero de los Falcone. Tengo que legitimarlo. Eso significa que primero me comprometeré con Sofia. —Pero Lydia, créeme, todavía te amo. Podemos celebrar nuestra fiesta de compromiso en seis meses. Vas a ser la Donna de la familia Falcone. Espero que seas generosa y comprensiva. Esto no es negociable. Reí, un sonido frío y cortante, y deslicé el anillo de compromiso de mi dedo. Mis ojos recorrieron la sala y se fijaron en el hombre en la esquina: Lorenzo Moretti, el Don más poderoso de Nueva York. Tenía otro título, uno que solo yo conocía: el hombre que había estado tratando de hacerme suya. —Don Moretti, —llamé, con la voz clara y firme—. Me encuentro en necesidad de un nuevo prometido. ¿Está interesado?

“You're nothing different from a rotten corpse if you don't have anything to prove." Origin Laurier is a young girl who was once an ally of an underground criminal organization called the Westside Dragons. She is hailed as the mafia’s killing machine, the Scarlet Beast, who only knew how to live as a tool for the mafia boss. Because of her deadly talisman ability, she never fails all of her missions. But the tables started to turn when she suddenly lost her ability and was kicked out of the mafia believing that she is not useful anymore. Origin is left homeless and scattered as she wonders how to regain her power and approval of the mafia boss she admires the most. On her path back to power, she stumbled upon a good-looking, yet emotionless guy who knew everything about her past, and stepped on her pride as a legendary assassin. He is W, the Student Council President of Greendale University, a school founded to protect the new generation of talisman users from being hunted down by scientists and evil organizations. W offered to help get Origin’s abilities back in exchange for forging an alliance with the Student Council who turns out to be members of a military agency called FEAR, Westside Dragon’s sworn enemy, secretly protecting and recruiting talisman users to Greendale. Upon joining the Student Council affairs, Origin will learn that there is more to humanity than she thinks. As her fate interconnects with the Student Council President who has a hobby of stalking her, how can she handle this new everyday life and her future that is uncertain of her relationship with the Mafia she grew up into?

“If revenge is what you want,” he says in a husky voice which is alluring to her. “Then why not use me for it?”Her lips curl into a wicked smile. “You're playing a dangerous game, Mr. Mafia. I might just execute you.”“If you're the executioner, then I'll gladly put my head on the scaffold,” he grins. She draws a sharp breath. He steps closer, his masculine aura filling her senses and driving her wild.“What'll it be, kitten?” He softly demands. “Will you live freely? Or will you plunge into with me?”….She's the villain of her own story. The hated one, an evil, and conniving woman who stole her stepsister's fiancé. Like her name, she became the scarlet woman. She is Cinderella's stepsister.And he only wants her.Scarlett D'arcy falls from grace after her evil deeds are exposed. All her life, she has been a second fiddle to her stepsister, Ella. Jealous and conniving, she steals Ella’s lover for herself and marries him. But the loveless marriage only brings in more calamities and Scarlett is thrown into prison for her misdeeds. After three painful years in prison, Scarlett is freed but her vengeance against her ex-husband and his lover is stronger than ever.And there's only one man who can help her get revenge.What will happen when she enters into a marriage of convenience with the most dangerous man in the country?Will she be able to resist Ryder Rochester's charms and get her revenge? Or will his mysterious plans put her life in danger?

" Stop! just stop right there, Revan," Shaina said as she moved closer to the door, her hands sweaty with nest-like hair, she looked like a mental patient who ran out of the hospital. " Shaina, all I want is to talk to you why you are always looking at me with accusing eyes like I killed you? " Revan asked in an irritated tone. Little did he know he actually killed her. all the previous bitter memories started to flash in front of her eyes as her breathing ragged, Revan moved closer to her as she picked the vas from nearby to hit him and escape from his hold. she was not going to fall for his words again, she was not going to trust him again like she did in her previous life. " Shaina I am not going to do anything trust me," Revan said trying to cool her down but she was too scared to trust him, hell how can she trust the person who killed her. " you killed me Revan you killed me-- " she was about to say more when she felt his lips moving against hers. she tried to pull away but he held her neck and pulled her closer by her waist, all she wanted was to fight him but she couldn't. She gave in as he kissed her passionately, " I Love you Shaina, and the way you kissed me back, clearly states you do too " he whispered once he parted his lips from hers. Shaina's eyes teared as she looked at him and did what she wanted to do from the moment she saw him again in her life, She slapped him and ran away from his hold leaving a shocked Revan behind.

En la entrega de premios del Concurso Mundial de Diseño de Joyería, mi hermanastra, Sandra, se llevó el gran premio. Usó los diseños que me robó. Lo que no sabía era que el mayor patrocinador del evento era Jude Moretti. El Padrino de la familia Moretti. Un monstruo sediento de sangre, marcado por una explosión, un hombre del que dicen que nunca podrá tener hijos. ¿Y el gran premio? Convertirse en la esposa del Padrino. Esa noche, los hombres de Moretti, todos de negro, entregaron un contrato de matrimonio con ribetes de oro. Habían venido por la "diseñadora genio". Mi prometido, Marco, entró en pánico y llevó a Sandra a Las Vegas para salvarla. Se casaron esa noche. Con el matrimonio hecho, Sandra regresó pavoneándose, vestida con mi bata de seda. Mostró el anillo en su dedo y los chupetones por todo su cuello. —Marco es mío ahora —ronroneó—. ¿Qué vas a hacer, Odessa? El Padrino solo te da un día. Si no te casas con él, la Familia tendrá que apaciguarlo. Eso significa enviarte al barrio rojo. Venderte a la clase de psicópata que se excita con cosas rotas. Ella estaba equivocada. Yo tenía otra opción. Encontré a mi padre y a mi madrastra, ambos luchando por lidiar con el contrato. —Lo haré —dije—. Me casaré con el Padrino.

Después de que el hermano mayor de Leo Carter falleció, su madre propuso que él se casara con la esposa embarazada de su difunto hermano, Ariel Sullivan. Leo se negó. —Fawn es mi vida —dijo con frialdad—. Prefiero renunciar a heredar la posición de mi hermano como Don antes que traicionar a mi esposa. Me conmovió profundamente su devoción. Eso fue hasta que accidentalmente escuché una conversación entre Leo y su madre. —El hijo que Ariel lleva en el vientre es claramente tuyo —dijo su madre con dureza—. Entonces, ¿por qué no quieres casarte con ella? Leo exhaló una nube de humo. Su mirada se perdió en la distancia, indescifrable. —Le prometí a Ariel que le dejaría un heredero a mi hermano —dijo con calma—. Pero esto se queda entre nosotros. Si Fawn alguna vez se entera, estoy muerto. La expresión de su madre se ensombreció. —¿Y qué si se entera? Ella ni siquiera puede tener hijos. ¿Vas a terminar con el linaje de la familia por su culpa? Leo la interrumpió, su voz repentinamente fría y peligrosa. —Si se entera, me dejará. Y no puedo sobrevivir a perderla. Si quieres un nieto, entonces mantén la boca cerrada. Me alejé tambaleándome, aturdida, y la sangre en mis venas se volvió lentamente fría. Leo me entendía mejor que nadie. Sabía que en mi mundo el amor no podía tolerar una traición. Así que, en el momento en que me traicionó, tomé mi decisión. Me marchaba.

Mariée depuis trois ans, Clara n'a toujours pas réussi à gagner la faveur de Léo. Après un malentendu, elle s'est décidée à divorcer et est retournée chez les Gasmi pour reprendre sa place de jeune dame. Son père faisait le mignon en disant : « Ma chérie, quand vas-tu prendre la relève de mon Groupe ? » Sa mère souriait radieusement : « Viens travailler avec maman en tant que conceptrice ! Avec mon soutien, tu vas réussir et te faire un nom ! » Sa grand-mère avait un air sérieux : « Deviens médecin, puisque tu as une aptitude pour la médecine, ce serait dommage de ne pas être médecin. » Elle a demandé : « Papy, qu'en penses-tu alors ? » Son grand-père qui se mettait à l'aise a répondu : « Et si on se retrouvait chaque jour pour prendre un thé, planter des fleurs et profiter de la vie de retraité en avance, ça te dit ? » Clara pensait que c'était le moment le plus heureux de sa vie, mais qui aurait pensé que ce salaud，qui avait une forte envie de divorcer d'elle viendrait la coller ? « Clara, je regrette d'avoir divorcé de toi ... » a-t-il déclaré En état d'ivresse, ce salaud la serrait dans ses bras, les yeux rouges et la voix étouffée : « Pourrais-tu m'appeler une fois de plus Chéri ? » Elle a souri en coin : « Mon ex-mari, tu manques vraiment de dignité ! » L'ex-mari : « Ma femme privilégie la dignité ! »

An old feud is challenged and forbidden feelings stir in the name of a woman lost in decades of slumber. * After treacherous attacks from the scarlet dragons, the golden dragons are almost eliminated from the face of the Earth, with only a few surviving and having to face decades of war against their persistent enemies. In the middle of the conflict, the golden clan finds a new hope in the form of Cleo, one more surviving member of their breed. Their hope morphed into desperation as they realise nothing they can do to take her from her current state of unconsciousness. Under the sun of her new home in Puerto Banus, Cleo’s future is unclear, as the only reality she knows is a long-lasting dream. * On the other side of the world, in Arctic Alaska, Henry is certain about his future. He is a werewolf who is supposed to take the Beta’s daughter as his chosen mate and succeed his father as the Alpha of the Boreal Blood Pack, one of the most ruthless packs on the continent. His Pack only knows power, how to crush their enemies, greed and tradition. However, there is something they and their Alpha hate more than weakness: they hate dragons with passion. Henry changes his ways when he hears a call to his soul, a call from his long-sleeping mate. He doesn’t know who she is or where she lives; he only knows he has to find her. He never expected his mate to be Cleo, a dragon. Finding himself at a crossroad, Henry must choose to leave his pack and destiny to help bring his dragon mate back from her coma, or will he follow his pack’s ways and deep-rooted hatred.