Novel & Cerita Shark Suit Blanket

Everyone says I'm lucky to be Frosthowl pack's Luna because my Alpha mate, Matthew White, loves me dearly. I love roses and fireworks, so he buys all that are available on my birthday. When it's almost midnight, he kisses me tenderly and says, "I'll turn you into a Luna that everyone envies, Amber." The fireworks light up the sky above the castle of roses he's built for me, and they go on for the rest of the night. They make it seem brighter than day. He and I do it underneath the fireworks and flowers throughout the night, and I accidentally catch a cold. Matthew is so guilty that he summons the pack's best healer to treat my inconsequential cold. All the werewolves treat our mate bond as a symbol of true love. However, just moments ago, I found a torn pair of black stockings in his suit jacket's pocket. I never wear those. However, his secretary, Beth Seymour, who helps him deal with the pack's matters, wears them every day.

Nathalie Darren is not sterile. She wants to tell her husband, Charles Frederick to surprise him with a four-week-old fetus. However, Charles instead handed her a divorce suit and forced her to accept the divorce, because his lover, Gina Trenton was already seventeen weeks pregnant. Nathalie tried to fight for her marriage, but she was insulted and even accused of harming Gina. Stress made Nathalie unable to keep her child and at a critical moment, only Nicholas Grand, Charles's rival, helped her. When Nicholas asked Nathalie to marry him with a one-year contract agreement, she thought that it was a way to repay Charles' actions and Nicholas was also willing to help her. However, everything is not as simple as expected, because there is a secret that Nicholas is hiding, which is related to Nathalie and Charles in the past. The secret that will direct Nathalie's heart, whether she will survive until the end with Nicholas or break off her marriage contract sooner. "Do you think this is fate?" "I don't know. I just know that I have to do this, fate or not, I don't care."

In a Mafia world where power and fear reign, was a Dangerous Mafia Lord with an iron fist. He was a feared figure who murders without mercy. LUCIFER was his name, A nickname at that. His real identity and name remains a mystery, not even a skilled hacker can get his identity. His heart was as hard as rock and Cold as an Ice, the word Love is what he hated to hear in his world. Whereas, He has an obsession with a really expensive Gold chain which was given to him by someone special to him. Not until, a lady stole it. Who is she? TATIANA MORETTI!!! Tatiana Moretti was an Innocent 19 year old lady, she lived a simple life just as she wanted not until life took turns for her. Her father had borrowed a huge amount of money from a loan shark for a business purposes but it crashed unfortunately. He fell in a terrible subsequent sickness at that period as Tatiana was the only one her father has. With dramatic measures, a friend of hers told her about a particular gold chain that belongs to a powerful mafia, it cost billions of dollars and Tatiana became interested in it. She was told about the dangers but she didn't mind since she can save her father with the money. Despite the danger, she manages to steal the chain, but Lucifer is hot on her heels. She led her herself into the devil's web, and soon, she found herself trapped in it, dancing to the tune of the music she created. Lucifer found himself going deep into her world as she became his loyal plaything, his entitlement, his doll, his own property..... Was she able to get away with the devil's Gold chain?

He wasn’t supposed to be more than her driver. Just a man in a black car. Quiet. Controlled. Off-limits. But when Seraphina caught Cassian in a moment, high and vulnerable, one he thought no one would ever see, his secret… everything changed. Desire turned dangerous. Obsession turned mutual. And soon, every ride home felt like a slow, deliberate sin. What Seraphina doesn’t know is that Cassian isn’t who he says he is. Beneath the tailored suit and cool detachment hides a billionaire built on vengeance, a man who came to destroy her family for what they did to his. He meant to use her. To ruin her. But somewhere between the lies and the touch of her lips, he forgot which role he was playing, the driver, the lover, or the executioner. Now the secret that binds them could destroy them both. Because the deeper she falls for him, the closer she comes to uncovering the truth he’ll do anything to keep buried. And when love becomes the weapon, no one gets out clean.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of non-consensual encounters, emotional manipulation, and intense dark romance. Reader discretion is advised. Blurb: One stolen thing. One dangerous mistake. Now, she belongs to him. She didn’t know the fire she was playing with… until it burned her. He’s a devil in an Armani suit—a cold, calculating billionaire whose empire is built on blood. To cross him is to sign your own death warrant. But she never meant to steal from him. She didn’t even know what she was taking. And yet, in his eyes, she is the ultimate betrayal. She should’ve been broken, discarded like all the others. Instead, she became his obsession. Trapped in his dangerous world, she’s torn between hating him and craving the fire he awakens in her. The deeper she falls, the darker his secrets become—secrets that could cost her more than just her heart... they could cost her very soul. In his world, love isn’t salvation. It’s a death sentence.

“would you like to dance?” he asked me. I gulped and searched my mind for an excuse. “I don’t know how to; I’m not used to this” I lied smoothly. “I’ll teach you” he took my slender hands in his large ones and led me to the middle of the ballroom. He placed my hands around his neck and slipped his hands around my waist. “flow with the music” we started to move slowly to the music. I stared down at his suit not having the courage to look into his eyes. “look up amore” he ordered. My eyes flickered to his face and I stared into his blue eyes. They were dark and empty and they sent shivers down my spines. ** Camila Santiago has lived all her life under the control of her father but she believes it gets too far when she is forced to get engaged to cocky arrogant billionaire Roman Romero. but as they get closer to each other, she finds herself falling slowly for the arrogant Romero.

The year of my college entrance exams, I gave up my acceptance to Harvard for James Carter. But after five years into our relationship, I ended it. Outside the dorm building, I caught him holding Sarah Williams, who was dripping in designer labels, locked in a passionate kiss. James smirked, "You're just a simple farmer. What kind of life could you possibly offer me?" But he seemed to forget that I had bought him everything - from his tailored Tom Ford suit to his Rolex watch. Heartbroken, I walked away. If someone else wanted to be a doormat for him, they could be my guest - I was done. Later, I focused on growing my agricultural business, eventually expanding into space farming. That's when the media uncovered my true identity as the heiress to a multi-billion dollar fortune. Mr. Williams groveled, forcing Sarah to kneel beside him, begging me to consider a business partnership. James, his eyes red from crying, grabbed my sleeve and said he regretted everything.

After being reborn, I cut off every line of contact with Maxwell Sutton. He chooses Elmshore University, so I change my application to Stonewick University instead. My goal is to stay far away from him and never cross paths again. When he comes back to the country for holidays and tries to meet up, I fly abroad. I block him on social media and stop replying to his emails. The moment he joins the same company as me, I hand in my resignation. I don't even want to see him from a distance. In my previous life, I was obsessed with him for 20 years, and he betrayed me for 20 years. I was diagnosed with a terminal illness in my 30s. While I took my last breath, Maxwell was busy planning a wedding with his first love. The daughter we raised adjusted his suit like the perfect child, while I died alone in a hospital room. And now, I refuse to live that ridiculous life again.

The evening air was biting cold, sending shivers down Cole's spine. She was sure she'd turn into an icicle when, without warning, Vincent gently scooped her up. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he settled them both across the length of the bed, pulling her close as he draped an extra blanket over their entwined forms. A warm blush bloomed across Cole's cheeks as she became acutely aware of their intimate position. But Vincent, with his steady composure, seemed entirely unbothered, simply relaxing into the bed’s softness. "Get some sleep," he murmured, his voice a soothing rumble that resonated in her chest. Sensing her gaze, he added, "The power will be back on once the damage is repaired. So… just stay close to me until then." Cole took a deep breath, willing her racing heart to calm. Slowly, she let herself melt into his embrace, resting her head on his broad chest. The faint scent of spring blossoms and cypress swirled around her, a fragrance that felt both comforting and familiar. She nestled closer, the warmth of his body chasing away the chill as sleep began to tug at her eyelids. With each steady beat of his heart, Cole felt a sense of peace she hadn't known she needed. She smiled softly, the rhythm of his heartbeat the most beautiful melody, lulling her into the comfort of dreams. As survivors of a collapsed society, a group of doctors are the world's last hope for a cure. In order to protect each other and the future, they've worked in secret. Preserving resources which become scarcer year after year. Among these survivors, a pair of doctors endure challenges as a deadly contagion spreads. Against better judgment, an unexpected bond develops between them and their patient.

His fingers trailed across my skin, making goosebumps pop up. The featherlight touch was driving me insane with need. He parted my thighs and stepped between them. His eyes drank in my features as if he was trying to memorize them. I always felt out of control around him, but I had a feeling that he loved that. "Tell me what you want, Violet," he murmured, his hand gently wrapping around me throat. "Tell me what you desire.” Enzo's other hand went to my skirt and began pushing it up until my white thong was showing. His finger ran over its wet center. A sinful smirk tugged at his lips. "Naughty little Violet is already so wet, and we haven't even begun. Tell me what you want, or we'll go back to work." His eyebrow rose up, awaiting my response. "You. I want you to touch me," I breathed out. ***** Enzo Vittori is a mystery to most. They believe that the CEO of Vittori Enterprises has everything that he could want. However, the one thing that he does not have is someone to stand beside him as an equal, someone to claim as his own. Violet Starling is a curveball that fate throws into his path. A woman who draws him in without even trying – a woman who will fight until her final breath is taken. Secrets blanket her reality and threaten her life. All it takes is one night for everything to change. They say that she is not human. They say that her mother is not really dead. Can Enzo protect her even when forces want her dead? Can she tame Mr. Vittori who is known for his cold, indifferent, and calculating presence? One thing is certain. Their journey will be filled with trials, passion, and spice.