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"No one will ever be able to murder me; they would never dare." Galante, Carmine. I'm quite aware that I'm not a good man. People were terrified and respected when they heard my name, "Lord" Rolly Exruto Guevara. All in the sake of power, I committed dreadful, brutal, heartless, remorseless, violent things. I was the Capo of The Family, an American Italian crime gang. It's the mafia. Many females want to be at the bottom of my ruthless Mafia, but a man must look for his wife, not a woman who looks for her husband. I want to marry a lady or perhaps have children with a woman. It's what the males in my environment did to get more power and become more powerful. The fruits of my power shall inherit the power. That was my first encounter with Lara Sylvio, Clover's lovely and voluptuous secretary. She is going to be mine. I have her. l id never had such strong feelings for anybody or anything as I had for Lara. Her skin and lips made me feel as though there was something missing in this world, and she filled it in. I wanted Lara to the bone, and I'd make her mine for the rest of my life, not just for one night. A mafia is always a Mafia.

Dante Valieri, el abogado de la mafia más cotizado de Nueva York, acababa de firmar mis papeles de divorcio. Pero él no tenía la menor idea. De hecho, mientras firmaba, su atención estaba puesta por completo en Camille. En el mismo instante en que ella entró, Dante levantó la vista. La siguió con los ojos hasta que la vio desaparecer en la sala. Solo entonces, por fin, se dignó a mirarme. —¿Qué acabo de firmar? —preguntó. —Nada importante. Igual, tú nunca te fijas en lo que te entrego. Él empezó a caminar hacia la sala, restándole importancia. —La próxima vez, solo mándamelo al celular. No vengas solo para eso. Al cerrar la puerta detrás de él, lo escuché decirle a Camille: —Llegaste muy temprano. Me preocupaba no encontrarte. Y así, sin más, me quedé del otro lado de la puerta. "Ya no te perderás de nada, Dante. En diez días regreso a casa. Después de eso, nadie los volverá a interrumpir jamás."

I get picked up by the cops in the middle of the night for street vending. While questioning me, they pull up my file. One officer eyes me suspiciously through my mask and asks, "What's a Clairefield University graduate like you doing selling stuff on the street at midnight?" I freeze and lean over to look at the file. The ID number matches mine, but the photo has been replaced with one of Madison Bass. That's when it hits me—20 years ago, I was the one who got accepted to Clairefield University! Dazed and numb, I stumble home only to hear my husband, Joseph Gunther, speaking on the phone. "Madison, don't worry. I won't let Lucy interfere with your life. Just go abroad in peace." It's him! Joseph helped Madison steal my identity and my future. My stomach twists. I turn to confront him, to expose the truth. But before I can, he strangles me to death with a belt. "I'm sorry, Lucy. You can't ruin Madison's future…" When I open my eyes again, I'm back in the classroom. Our homeroom teacher is handing out university application forms. This time, I'm taking my life back.

"Alexia, don't take any of the company's holiday bonus boxes. You're not one of us—there's nothing for you." My manager, Kevin Davis, delivered the notice coldly, as if he were commenting on the weather—routine, impersonal. My hand stilled on the mouse. "The rest of you, come with me. We're heading to the company gala to collect your million-dollar bonuses!" My colleagues filed out in high spirits. I watched their retreating backs and answered with a bitter, "Okay." I was a contract worker. For seven years, I had always been the odd one out in the department. Our ID badges said it all—blue for full-time employees, gray for me. Time off was no different. Full-time employees had weekends; I got one day off a month. As for pay and benefits, they enjoyed meal allowances, housing subsidies, team outings, afternoon snacks, holiday gifts, year-end bonuses… I received a fixed salary of three thousand dollars a month. I sat down, opened my computer, and returned to the candlestick charts of my stocks. They didn't know that I was the company's largest anonymous individual shareholder. And they certainly didn't know that tonight, at the company gala, I would step onto the stage as the new Chairman—and my very first proposal would be to lay off their entire department.

Entrada la noche, me encontré con la hija del dueño en la tienda de artículos eróticos, con la luz apenas encendida. Se estaba complaciendo a sí misma. Tenía los ojos vendados, las piernas abiertas sobre el sillón tántrico, cada una apoyada en un brazo del sillón, perdiéndose en el placer. Hasta que el sillón falló. Se retorció hasta ponerse colorada, incapaz de soltarse, y tuvo que pedir ayuda. —Ayúdame... Me agaché y pasé los dedos por sus muslos, sus pantorrillas y la cara interna de sus muslos. —No te muevas. Este sillón es complicado. Necesito revisarlo bien primero. —Por... por favor. La observé ir del pudor al deseo, hasta que se quebró y dejó de luchar. —Dámelo. Dame todo lo que tienes. En ese instante, desde afuera llegó el sonido del dueño al abrir la puerta. La empujé detrás de los estantes. Ahí descubrí una muñeca de silicona idéntica a ella.

“If freedom is not written in my fate, give me death! ~ Skyla Creswell Skyla Creswell, an Omega from the Red Moon Pack had been bullied all her life. Despite the hardships, her fate threw her way, Skyla tried to have a strong head and never give up. Her only goal in life was to ace the entrance exam and get into Isle University, the only prestigious University in the Werewolf World, and get away from her traumatizing pack. But on the day of the exam, she is locked up in the men's washroom and was on the verge of being sexually abused by one of the betas. Skyla was heartbroken when she missed the exam. Little was she aware that her entire world would come crashing down when her very own blood would sell her for a night to the Crystal Blue Pack. When she felt it was the end of her life, Moon Goddess ushered in with a ray of light. The Omega, called mateless when she was still single at the age of 22, was given the most precious gift by fate: her mate, none other than the great Lycan King Lucas, the strongest and invincible. Will the most potent Lycan protect her and treasure her or reject her like trash for being weak and coming from a lower class? Read the story to unfold Skyla's life! Instagram ID: @athena_abloom

Que se passe-t-il lorsque le roi des vampires sur la planète Terre et de l'héritier du trône de planète Kurr tomber en amour ? Jessica a été posée sur la terre et n'avait aucune idée qu'elle était la princesse de la planète Kurr et héritier de son trône jusqu'à ce qu'elle est capturée par la chair et le mal manger Dragos puis sauvé par Jack, le roi des vampires sur Terre. À l'insu de Jessica, Jack a été gardant son pendant la majeure partie de sa vie de l'ombre comme une promesse de son défunt père. Au cours de ces années il a grandi à l'amour et le désir d'elle. Maintenant qu'il est si près d'elle, il lutte pour soumettre que l'amour et de désir, tandis que Jessica pousse à mettre de l'avant.

La veille de mon mariage, je me suis retrouvée dans le lit de mon beau-frère, et j’étais dévastée. Mon fiancé, ainsi que tout le monde, m’ont accusée d’avoir trompé. Je me détestais… jusqu’à ce que je découvre la vérité. C’était un coup monté entre mon fiancé et sa maîtresse — ma meilleure amie — pour se débarrasser de moi. La réputation pour laquelle j’avais travaillé si dur pendant des années, ma vie, mon emploi… tout était en péril. « Épousons-nous et divorçons après un an. » Il n’y avait qu’un seul moyen de me sauver : épouser mon beau-frère aîné, le plus grand ennemi de mon ex-fiancé. Je ne savais pas si c’était une bonne idée, mais rien n’était plus important que de sauver ma carrière et ma réputation. Je n’avais pas le choix…

Me desangraba en una esquina tras un ataque de una familia rival. Mi esposo, Dante —el subjefe de la familia Torrino— estaba en su auto, sosteniendo a la hermanita de su mejor amigo. Me lanzó una mirada fría y dijo: —Déjala. No es nadie. Más tarde, cuando otro me salvó, caminé a casa empapada en mi propia sangre. Encontré a Dante meciendo a Serafina, preocupadísimo por ella. Ella solo tenía una rodilla raspada. ¿Y la sangre que cubría mi ropa? Ni siquiera la vio. Solo observé. No dije nada. Luego saqué mi teléfono y llamé a mi madre: —Mamá, necesito volver a casa.

Quand j'ai appris que mon amour depuis dix ans, Alex Laurent, préparait une demande en mariage somptueuse, je suis restée éveillée toute la nuit, excitée à l'idée de ce moment. Mais dès le lendemain, toute la meute savait qu'Alpha Alex comptait demander en mariage ma demi-sœur, Julie Dubois. Après coup, Alex m'a donné une explication : « Anne, cette demande n'était qu'un simulacre. Julie n'a pas de soutien dans la meute, je voulais seulement lui tendre la main. Rassure-toi, avant la cérémonie des compagnons dans une semaine, j'annoncerai notre rupture et je célébrerai l'union avec toi. » Mais ensuite, il m'a contrainte à céder encore et encore, toujours pour Julie. Jusqu'au jour de la cérémonie, il n'a jamais rompu avec Julie. Alors, au bout du compte, j'ai cédé ma place à Julie et je suis partie en silence.