The Lover Actress Novels & Stories

Hello Everyone. I just want to use this opportunity to say thank you for reading my books and for those of you who support it... Thank you a million more time and readers are just as special ☺️. The Mafia's Lover has come to an end but don't be too quick to Jump the boat because it's not over untill it's over. So without Further Adieu, I am proud to announce the sequel of the Mafia's Lover. THE MAFIA'S DAUGHTER.

He was heading towards Lily when Mark came from no were and rushed to Lily making Harvey halt on his tracts. My goodness Lisa, Grace, and Eva how could you do this to an innocent girl? Mark already knew what their problem was. Eva is Mark's ex-girlfriend, they broke up even before they came to the university but she has refused to accept the fact that they were no longer in a relationship. She and her friends kept bullying any girl that came close to Mark and Lily is now a victim of this.

“For five years, you thought she swallowed her pride for money? Those socialites called her a ‘high-class whore,’ a ‘gold-digger,’ and she never once complained to you! She learned to cook for you, learned to massage you, even wore those shameful clothes just to please you!” “She truly loved you, even though you’re a piece of shit! She treasured that sketch from the amusement park, that photo of you two kissing on the Ferris wheel!” “But you?” Chloe laughed coldly. “For Vivienne, you burned all of her memories! You made her live in a house that smelled of another woman, you made her watch you two flaunt your love!” “Rocco Moretti, you don’t deserve Clara’s love. You don’t understand love at

She picked up a red-hot iron rod from a nearby brazier without any hesitation and drove it straight through Liam's right shoulder with a sickening sizzle. The stench of burning flesh instantly filled the room. "Ah!" Liam let out a scream like a slaughtered pig and rolled across the floor in agony. Amelia's eyes were filled with violence. "Love me? You did it all for money!" The pain drove Liam out of his mind. Without caring about the consequences, he spread his legs and made a vulgar gesture. "Amelia, can you love me again? You used to like me like this... Give me another chance..." The disgust was so intense that Amelia felt sick.

She wanted to roll her eyes. She was in love with an unobservant, foolish, handsome and kind man. Her back was bare. If he looked below Dina's initials, he could see a very bold 'RD' staring back at him. He was too distracted to notice. If he did, though, perhaps things would be easier. She had to leave Domsville soon and losing him was a part of the plan. Unless he would accept a murderer as his lover.

Lilo softened her gaze as Killian pulled her into his arms. "I love you, Lilo. You're my mate." he murmured. Reed's eyes widened. He was not the only one with a werewolf as a mate. "I know." she forced a laugh as she returned his hug with whatever strength she got left. "I love you, Killian."

"Let me get this right, did Princess Dohana really fell in love with that idiot?" Terah asked, staring at his cousins. "Cousin, Terah, really now? Do you actually believe that? Isn't it obvious that the Princess found an actor, and paid him to come here and act like her lover," Dorah added scornfully. "For an actor, he's pretty lousy, couldn't even man up and tell us who he is," Sirah said giggling.

she shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the mirror. The lady was bewildered. "My darling Eloise, are you burning up again?" she checked her temperature, but she was back to normal, "your body is fine, but why are you acting so queer?" Eloise pushed her groping hands away. She took one look at the mirror again. The girl in the reflection peered back at her with her sparkling blue-green eyes wide open.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

"I don't want your money. I'm not that type of woman!" I crumpled up the card in my hand and flung it back at him, my hand shaking. He looked at it on the floor but didn't stoop down and pick it up. "You'll get it after I'm gone," he shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. "You're acting. That's all." "Acting?" I struggled to get the word out, horrified. "Do you have any idea what it's like to be unloved in your own home? To give all—your body, your health, your soul—and be treated as a