Scarlett Rossi

Scarlett is a she—werewolf, who lacks the basic ability of shifting into her wolf form. All werewolves can only get their mate after they shift, so all hope is lost for her. But her childhood crush—The Alpha King's heir, Rush Rivera is here to save the day and make her a chosen mate. Just when she thinks everything is going too right on the day of her chosen mate ceremony, the Rogue Lycan Alpha comes breaking her doors. He claims that she is his mate and surprisingly, she recognizes him as one. If she is wolfless, then how can she recognize him as her mate? And even if he is her mate, how can she accept him when he killed her parents in a rogue attack three years ago? An attraction they can't deny, a heat season around the corner, and the Alpha King on the hunt for the Rogue Lycan and the wolfless omega, what could go wrong with them?

“He looked at Chloe and saw nothing. She is the perfect camouflage. She is safe because she is... undesirable.” Lorenzo Moretti, the King of Sicily's underworld, trusts no one. A deep, unresolved betrayal has poisoned his heart, leaving him obsessed with control and viewing women as a liability. He met Chloe Rossi: a clumsy, unfiltered cook drowning in debt. She stumbles into his life and is hired for her invisibility. She is too messy, too chaotic, and too chubby to attract the attention of assassins or rivals. But Chloe is an accident in motion. Her nervous, unfiltered honesty cuts through Lorenzo's defenses. When a moment of rage forces him to lock them both in his office, she becomes a witness to his deepest weakness. He told her she was undesirable. He hired her for utility. Now, trapped and holding his most dangerous secret, she watches the King’s paranoia turn into an obsession he can’t fight. She is the only one who sees the broken man beneath the monster.

After a deal gone wrong that leads to half of his soldiers being killed, a mafia boss is forced to knock on the doorstep of his enemies. What was supposed to be a measure to secure his empire turns out to be a wedding proposal to ensure peace between both criminal organizations. Soon, he realizes he's tied to mute woman who hates his guts. Although mute, Ariana Rossi is not one to back down from a challenge. She hates the big Russian, but she's determined to marry him to protect her family from his cruelty. Feelings were never supposed to be developed, but as months pass and emotions begin to blur, she finds her loyalty being torn between her family and a husband she swore to hate; one who had fast become her safe haven in their cruel world. With internal and external forces trying to tear them apart, she can only hope she has her husband by her side at the end of it all.

Halos gumuho ang mundo ni Scarlett nang makita niya sa balita ang tungkol sa scandal niya. All the videos about her are spreading now online. Halos manlambot ang mga tuhod niya habang nakatingin sa malaking flat screen tv niya. Lahat ng video na lumalabas online ay walang katotohanan. Tinawagan niya ang kaniyang boyfriend/loveteam pero hindi ito sumasagot ganun din ang kaniyang kaibigan pero lingid sa kaniyang alaman na they are having a good night in the hotel. They are cheating on her. She thinks to end her life dahil sa mga masasakit na salitang ibinabato sa kaniya ng fans nilang dalawa ni Eric. Inisip niyang tapusin ang buhay niya sa pamamagitan nang pagpapasagasa pero ang taong nakasagasa sa kaniya ay si Mr. Grayson. Mr. Grayson is the King of Entertainment.

Leonardo de ricci is the strongest vampire king alive, who is fighting for his kind against werewolves from centuries. Born with the power of seeing future, he knows his soulmate who will be the last witch alive on earth will help him to gain victory. But Aurora Rossi wants nothing to do with the magical world she was born in. All she wants is to live a normal life, but little did she know it isn’t possible for a witch who was born to lead vampires towards victory in darkness. How could Leonardo bring his soulmate to the world she despise? How could he save his queen from the werewolves before the time comes where she will save his whole kind with a biggest sacrifice of her life? Will Leonardo let her help him after knowing the cost his soulmate will be paying by helping him to win the war?   Lets get into their fantasy world to join them in their highs and lows living every moment with them.   THIS IS BOOK #1 OF SERIES DE RICCI  

On the day we were supposed to get our marriage license, the groom's name was swapped out. The woman my boyfriend was now promised to—the pampered mafia princess nestled in his arms—looked at me with a triumphant smile. "Isn't it perfect?" she sneered. "A fraud of a bride for a fake heir. What a match." I ignored her and turned to the man I loved. This was the man who endured three days of brutal punishment just for the right to marry me, when the Rossi family first acknowledged him as their true heir. Now, he just nodded along with her. "Don't be so dramatic. It's a joke. You're not actually mad, are you? It's just a piece of paper. Once Sienna's had her fun, you two get a divorce, and then it'll be our turn. I promise." I smiled. Then I turned and walked straight to the so-called "fake" heir. "The marriage license is filed, honey," I said. "Let's go plan our real wedding."

All Alessandro ‘Sandro’ Kennedy De Rossi ever wanted was to marry the woman of his dreams and Selena Salvatore was everything he could ever ask for. Beautiful, kind, and smart, her innocence drew him to her like a moon to water. They were inseparable and when their wedding day arrives, he knew that his life would be complete until tragedy strikes both of them and leave the lover separated. Losing Selena almost destroys Sandro until he finds out the truth of their accident which later reveals she was alive after all. Though Selena loses her memory and remembers nothing about the man she had married months ago, Sandro decides to use drastic measures by kidnap his wife. Convincing her about their love wasn’t easy but it was a challenge he was willing to take if it means getting her back and facing his enemies. He had lost her once, he won’t lose her again.

I was performing the hundredth "restoration" surgery on my mafia husband's latest mistress when I finally decided to leave him. For five years, I, Isabella Rossi, have lived a double life: the respected wife of a powerful Don, and the personal physician tasked with "purifying" the women he discards. Vincent's twisted religious conviction is his law: only a wife untouched by any other man can bear his legitimate heir. I was that pure wife, yet he treated me as his most unclean possession. My love for him died a slow death. A thousand empty nights. It was killed by the cold steel of my own operating table. By the sounds of other women boasting about his touch. The five-year prenuptial agreement that bound me to this hell was set to expire at midnight. I had already called my grandfather, the only man Vincent truly fears. My escape was hours away. By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late.

« Notre mariage n'est qu'une affaire », dit-il froidement. Elle le fusille du regard et dit : « Crois-moi, je ne veux pas de ce mariage comme toi, mais s'il apporte la paix à nos familles, je t'épouserai. » Bella est une princesse de la mafia connue pour son sourire éclatant et sa beauté. Romantique dans l'âme, elle vit dans un monde peu romantique. Elle revient en Italie après un an à l'étranger et s'apprête à épouser Alessandro Rossi pour consolider le partenariat entre les deux familles. Alessandro Rossi, que tout le monde connaît sous le nom de Sandro, est un parrain de la mafia impitoyable, un chef et un tricheur, même selon les normes de la mafia. Sa réputation est vaste, son cœur est aussi sombre que les costumes noirs et les cravates qu'il porte. Après sa première rencontre, Bella réalise qu'il est aussi impoli que beau. Bella ne l'aime pas pour tout ce qu'il représente, même si les femmes se jettent presque sur lui, elle sait que son aura de mauvais garçon n'est pas qu'un jeu. Derrière son sourire charmeur se cachent du sang, des secrets et la mort. Bella a toujours été une fille adorable, mais elle ne peut échapper à ce mariage, et encore moins à son futur mari, qui la suivrait jusqu'au bout du monde et le brûlerait pour la retrouver. Sa seule chance de survivre à ce mariage est de gagner son affection, mais Sandro n'a pas de cœur et ne reculera devant rien pour la rendre malheureuse. Elle se rend vite compte qu'elle a un penchant pour les ténèbres, les mains rugueuses et les yeux couleur whisky.

La noche de bodas, mi esposo Grey y yo estábamos en la habitación cuando Scarlett, la esposa de su hermano, entró tropezando, completamente borracha, y se le fue encima, abrazándolo sin soltarlo. —Keisha, mi esposo murió tan joven, yo de verdad quiero tener un hijo... —lloraba sin consuelo—. Préstamelo solo por una noche, ¿sí? Entre sollozos, me metió un juguete erótico en la mano. —Tú tranquila, mañana te lo regreso —dijo, hecha un mar de lágrimas—. Si de verdad te sientes muy sola, al menos puedes consolarte con esto. Me quedé helada, sin poder procesar lo que estaba pasando. Miré a Grey, que ya la sujetaba por los hombros con cuidado para que no se cayera. —¿Quieres irte a dormir con ella? —le pregunté, sin poder creerlo, con la voz temblorosa. Grey evitó mi mirada, pero al hablar, la voz le salió atropellada. —No pienses tonterías. Scarlett está borracha, no sabe lo que dice. Voy a llevarla a su cuarto para que descanse. Cuando vi que quería llevársela, me planté justo delante de la puerta y le bloqueé el paso. —Grey, hoy es nuestra noche de bodas —insistí—. ¿En serio te vas a ir con ella? Su expresión se ensombreció al instante y me quitó de en medio de un empujón. —Ya eres mi esposa, así que compórtate. No armes una escena por unos celos tontos. Luego se fue, llevándola en brazos con delicadeza, como si fuera un cristal frágil. Quise correr detrás de ellos y detenerlos, pero al ver en sus ojos esa preocupación tan intensa por ella, de pronto todo me quedó claro. El amor de ese hombre ya no era solo para mí. Y si era así, ¿para qué seguir aferrada a un matrimonio donde el cariño ya se había echado a perder? Era hora de soltar... y marcharme de una vez.