Sirius Black Birthday

She rules her world,she sets the pace. Pretty poison. Driven by revenge and the never quenched hunger for blood and vengeance. She's a one woman army, and the Mafia Bosslady. But will the iron lady ever bend?

A 21-year old Leila was torn between her father's death and the father of her child. She was skeptic about her father's death and wanted to claim justice for her father, yet the Police turned a blind eye on it. Until Inspector Albez came into her life and initiate to find the culprit of her Father's death. However, the Man behind the Black Masquerade confused her feelings... those gray eyes aren't familiar... yet it reminds her of someone. Now, she's dying to know whose behind those Black Masquerade... at the same time looking for the reason why her father was shot dead.

"ฉันเป็นคนประมูลเธอมา เท่ากับว่าเธอเป็นของฉัน!" มาเฟียหนุ่มพูดขึ้นกับหญิงสาวที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขาไว้ในอดีตหลังจากที่เขาประมูลเธอมา ทั้งที่เขาพยายามห้ามใจ..ไหนเธอดันกลายเป็นขนมหวานจานโปรดของเขาได้ มาเฟียหนุ่มที่ขึ้นว่าไร้หัวใจและโหดเหี้ยมที่สุดจนคนในเมืองต่างหวาดกลัว แม้แต่กฏหมายก็ทำอะไรเขาไม่ได้...เคยโดนคนลอบสังหารหวังจาคร่าชีวิตของเขาผู้ซึ่งมีอิทธิพลมากที่สุด แต่ดวงคงยังไม่ถึงคาดพัดพาเขามาเจอกับพ่อลูกคู่หนึ่ง ซึ่งได้ช่วยชีวิตของเขาและลูกน้องคนสนิทไว้และเขาจะไม่ลืมบุญคุณครั้งนี้เลย แต่เมื่อจะกลับมาสองพ่อลูกก็หายไป! ใครจะไปคิดว่างานประมูลใหญ่ที่เขาจัดขึ้นนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบกับหญิงสาวในกรงทอง ตอนแรกแค่สนใจจะรับมาเป็นลูกน้องมือซ้ายและเอาไว้แก้ขัด แต่เมื่อเปิดผ้าปิดตาของเธอออก กลับกลายเป็นเด็กสาวคนนั้นที่เติบโตขึ้น! ลูกสาวของผู้ที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขา "คุณสินะที่ประมูลฉัน" "......." "เลวสิ้นดี!" เด็กสาวที่น่ารักคนนั้นได้หายไปเสียแล้ว เหลือแต่เพียงหญิงสาวที่ดื้อด้านสุดๆ จนเขาหมดความอดทน!!

On my daughter, Arlene Bale's tenth birthday, I miscarried in a horrific car accident. Before I can even tell my husband, Camden Bale, about my pregnancy, my unborn child has already left me. Devastated, I attempt to call Camden. But after spamming more than a dozen calls, none of them get answered. When I open a social media app, the first thing I see is Camden's first love, Ruth Carroll, celebrating her safe delivery online. The accompanying photo features Camden's tender-looking side profile as he cradles the newborn in his arms. Camden's mother, Patricia Stone, even leaves a long comment there to celebrate the birth of Ruth's baby. "Oh, Ruth! You really are a hero to the Bales! To think that your firstborn is a son who can inherit our family's legacy! That woman who has married into our family for ten years only gave birth to one inferior spawn! "I swear, I will kick that useless woman out sooner or later! Once that happens, you can marry into the Bale family proudly!" With trembling fingers, I click the phone shut. After that, I forcibly get discharged from the hospital and rush home so that I can demand for answers. But that's when my nightmare has just begun. I receive the news of Arlene's unfortunate death. It turns out Camden has left Arlene at home all by herself, which leads to her accidental death. The entire Bale family is too busy celebrating the birth of Ruth's son. No one bothers shedding a tear for Arlene's passing. With hatred brimming in my heart, I fly to another country. Camden Bale, you're the one hurting me from the start till the end. I will make you and your family pay the heavy price.

I was a child who was born in a vocational school's toilet. To my mom, I was a stain in her life that she was given birth to after having her cherry popped by a delinquent when she was still young. I knew that Mom had been trying to kill me. Unfortunately, she hadn't succeeded so far. The first time she tried to get rid of me was when she decided to give birth to me in the toilet. It was a cold, winter month, yet she didn't give me anything warm to wear. The second time she attempted murder was when she got into grad school, which was based in the north. No one was around to take care of me, so she turned on the gas while holding me in her arms and clutching her train ticket. The third and last time happened when Mom was about to marry the man she loved. On the night before her wedding, she had tears streaming down her cheeks as she told me, "You're nothing but a burden. You ruined my life! "Do you know that I can only forget about all the pain and suffering you caused me after you die? Only then can I start a brand new chapter in my life!" I wiped Mom's tears off her face with my tiny hand. So, her wish was for me to die. On my birthday, my fever hit 104 degrees Fahrenheit. That was when I finally received the first slice of birthday cake in my entire life. I didn't have the heart to eat it, so I made my wish solemnly. "I hope that I will die soon." I heard that birthday wishes often came true. That way, Mom would be very happy.

It was the day of my return. The city was talking about the birthday party my husband was throwing for me. He was a lawyer. But the night before the big day, a message popped up on my husband's cell phone. 'It's been five years. I've been waiting for far too long.' My husband pushed me away, though his face was smeared with guilt. "I'm sorry, honey. The GM wants me on a last-minute work trip. I can't make it in time for your birthday." He left without even missing a beat. I opened up the GPS app and watched the red dot move away. That was him. I got an Uber and tailed him right away. His GM was me. I just got the job, and I approved his leave for my birthday. And then he told me, in my face, that I assigned him on a last-minute work trip when I did no such thing. It was midnight. And I was going to find out who this man was meeting at this witching hour.

Finding a man named Jaxon Bradwood is not an easy task for Mia. She had never even met or know the man, but a threat led Mia on an absurd mission. She had been looking for a man named Jaxon Bradwood in Denver, but it seemed mysterious that everyone didn't know him. Even some people turend into rude person just by hearing his name. Finally, fate brought Mia into Jaxon Bradwood's arms. The most feard man better known as The King of Underground, a ruler of the mafia and criminal world. One by one, Mia's pasts surfaced, making her question her own identity. Who she really is? Why is her name tied to the most dangerous mafia organization?

My wife, Heather Conner, secretly steals the funds I've saved up for our daughter, Naomi Hartman's surgery. After that, she books a high-class hotel for Jared Winters, the low-income student she has been sponsoring, just so she can celebrate his birthday with him. When I find out about it, I demand that Heather return all the money to me. But she slaps me immediately and blames me and Naomi for causing her trouble on purpose. "This is the first birthday Jared and I are celebrating together! Since it's such a big day, it's only natural that I hold it in a grand and lavish manner! "Instead, you two insist on undergoing that stupid surgery just when I've booked the hotel instead of scheduling it at any other time! You really are vile! "I've already inquired with the doctor about the surgery. Turns out it's completely optional! I might as well put the money to good use by giving Jared an unforgettable birthday instead of having you waste it on a useless surgery! "Even if Naomi does end up dying, that means she's fated to die anyway! You can't blame anyone for her death!" Heather just abandons Naomi, who's still fighting for her life. She then drives Jared to the hotel, where they spend the night watching a beautiful fireworks display. With 12 critical notices issued by the doctor in my hand, I kneel before Monica Brown, the richest woman in the city. "I'm willing to marry into your family as long as you pay me 35 thousand dollars' worth of wedding gifts!"

"NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER let anyone other than me see you in such little clothes. Have I made myself clear tesoro? " His husky voice dialed down by an octave as he spoke directly into my ear, making me shudder. His hand held firmly unto my hips as he pressed his bare chest against the thin covering of my black laced push up bra, forcing my back against the cold wall, goosebumps spread all over my olive skin. He steps back and I inhaled sharply, realising I hadn't been breathing. .・゜ Jasmine Scott; is a brown haired olive beauty, with a curvy body, slender waist and full chests. The epitome of beauty With a troubled childhood full of hell Jasmine is suffering currently with the burden of her parents choices, drowning in the abyss of her demons. Damon Blackwood; Is a self made billionaire, handsome, the most sought out bachelor in the whole New York city, drop dead gorgeous would best describe him. He is the sole owner to the Black's Empire, being only 27,Damon is not your ordinary billionaire. Whatever Damon Black desires, he gets. And the same goes for Jasmine Scott when he lays eyes on her for the first time, his desire and passion is directed to her and only her. With the demons threatening to come back to haunt Jasmine, will she be able to get rid of them? She can't deny the unmissable force that's pulling her to Damon, every single time things turn upside down whenever he's around, she looses her composure and becomes vulnerable. When a contract binds the two together for six months, what happens when their sparks fly? The sexual tension rises... Will Damon be a possible obstacle for Jasmine's freeedom? Or will their fiery passion ignite her dark skies?

In the 1980's in a small, not too well known town, a young Black girl named Ariel Smith in a mostly white school juggles her studies to get into college, and deal with a murderer committing multiple hate crimes, so you'd think she wouldn't have time for romance until she saved a young white boy named Ernest Rivers from drowning, literally. "Dangerous? He looks so peaceful here. Angelic almost. How could someone so beautiful be dangerous?" Satan was once an angel. Warning: depictions of sexual assault, racism and murder throughout the story. If any of these topics are triggering for you, I do not recommend reading. Thank you.