The Man From Blackwater Red Dead Redemption

Zira Valdez was as innocent as they come. Since she was eight she thought the boy who saved her would become her salvation. When all the signs were telling her he was her destruction, she ignored them. She believed in his lies, in those small moments where she had a glimmer of hope. She believed wholeheartedly that she owed Trenton Heath her life. That was until two weeks before her eighteenth birthday that she learned the truth. For Trenton, it was all a game and he was stringing her along. He wasn't even the one to save her, but since she is willing to do anything for him, then he will take everything from her. Just everything around Zira was about to give her a deadly blow, her true savior stepped forward. He once again saved her, pulled her from the darkness, and offered her refuge. This time, she wanted to grasp the light with all of her might. Axton Heath was ten years older than Zira and Trenton's uncle. From the moment Axton's fate became intertwined with Zira's, she became his everything. He was the one to save her when she was eight, but because he was older and had just entered the military, he had no choice but to leave her with his family. When he returns before her eighteenth birthday with the intent to make her his Luna, he learns his little fated mate has suffered and he wants nothing more than to make them all pay with blood. Against all odds, their love defies everything. Zira will find strength in his love. Axton will risk everything for her love, including his life.

The New Year's Day had barely started when my usually unromantic husband, Everett Grant, surprised me by booking a tour for me. The moment I settled into the bus, however, a line of text suddenly drifted across my vision. [Poor Tina! Her jerk husband booked a one-dollar tour for her, and then turns around and drops ten grand taking his mistress overseas.] I froze, convinced my eyes were playing tricks on me, and kept chatting with the woman beside me as if nothing had happened. Then the messages showed up again. [Seriously? Tina's still smiling like an idiot. She has no idea this tour is really a trafficking ring. Once they get her to the island, she's done for!] [Oh, no! The bus leaves in three minutes. Is Tina actually gonna die like this? That's such a miserable way to go!] The bus had been quiet until the tour guide suddenly spoke up. "We'll be departing shortly. It's about an hour's ride. After that, we'll transfer to a boat to reach the island."

Dahlia Bernard gave Desmond Sterlings everything, love, loyalty, and a crown he never earned. She picked him from the slums, built him into a CEO, and handed him the keys to her empire. Love blinded her. Desmond repaid her by betraying her, stealing her company, sleeping with multiple women, and getting her own sister pregnant. A community dick, that's all he ever was. Now, Dahlia isn’t just broken. She’s angry. With Ronan Knight, Drawlwood's ruthless billionaire by her side, Dahlia is ready to reclaim everything that was once hers. And this time… mercy is off the table. ********** I was flung aside, my grip on Roselle slipping as I crashed into someone's arms, Ronan Knight. "Hold in your rage, Dahlia," Ronan's voice was calm. "There are better ways to make them pay. Don’t destroy yourself trying to hurt them. That's not how revenge works." I glanced down at my reddened knuckles. Tears blurring my vision. "Then tell me, Ronan… how do I hurt them?" I choked on my tears. "By becoming untouchable," he said softly. "Become more powerful, more successful. A version of Dahlia they could never break. And then… you make them kneel." He leaned in, a wicked promise in his eyes. "I'll help you rise again, Dahlia. And when you do… they'll beg at your feet."

Adrian Knight is a billionaire who built his empire by sacrificing love for power. Years later, Gabriel Vega, the man he betrayed, returns with a secret son Adrian never knew existed. As enemies close in, scandals rise, and the past threatens to destroy them, Adrian faces the hardest choice of his life: protect his empire built on ambition, or fight for the love and family he thought was gone forever.

"Isabella, let my love be the light you run to..." Damon caressed her cheeks, gently staring into her eyes. "Let my passion be the hope you ride on..." With those words of promise, he entered her in one full thrust. ~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~ The love—and undeniably lust—between Damon and Isabella is only the beginning of an incoming war... Damon, a charming alpha with polluted alpha blood, is dazzled at the very sight of his new maid, Isabella. In a haze of the alluring feelings of confusion that spring within him, he orders for her to be settled close to his chambers, a place that would make it easy for her to attend to him—and slip into his bed. With the strange powers streaming through Isabella, she poses an explosive threat to the pack and the entire province—and Damon will never agree to the option of sending her away. Not even if it will cost him all he has labored for...

Living in a dangerous world without knowing the evil surrounding her, Aria Holloway thought life was all rainbows and cotton candy until a huge misfortune snatched everything she had. And everyone turning their backs on her Made her learn everything the hard way. Blinded by her revenge and thirst for blood she decides to go rogue and set on her quest to kill her mother's murderers. but faith had something different installed for her when her mother's murderer turns out to be the long lost family her mate has left. Will she bring herself to forgive him for the sake of her mate and their bound ? Or would she reject her mate and Finish what she started.

"I want to be there for you, to protect you and show you the beauty in life. Let me be your guide, my love." Kimani Campbell, a young artist, is drawn into the dark world of gang lord Dallas Ortega after being captivated by one of his paintings. Dallas is intrigued by Kimani's innocence and art, and as they explore the city together, they find a connection that transcends their different worlds. Kimani shows Dallas the beauty of life, while he reveals the harsh reality of the city. They face challenges, but they stand by each other and discover a love that defies all odds. In a world filled with violence and despair, Kimani and Dallas's story is a testament to the power of love and the strength of the human spirit.

"It's not so simple to seek death," Zedex groaned coldly. "Living will be a torment, that I will grant you for the rest of your life." “Ughhh…!” I let out a piercing scream, feeling overwhelmed by the situation. This man was a monster, a demon disguised as a human. **** After discovering her best friend Sia's ultimate betrayal with boyfriend Leo on their three-year anniversary, Camila Stone's world shattered. The devastating blow worsened when Leo rejected her upon learning about her terminal heart disease, courtesy of Sia's malicious revelation. Heartbroken and seeking solace, Camila stumbles upon Alpha Zedex at a clubhouse. Their passionate night together ignites an unquenchable desire. Unknown to Camila, Alpha Zedex possesses the cure for her heart disease. Alpha Zedex, haunted by past rejections and crudity from the human hunters, vowed to keep emotions at bay and seek revenge. However, Camila's determination to claim him as hers threatened to dismantle his defenses. Will she succeed, Even at the stake of her life? Will Alpha Zedex push behind his hunted past and accept her as his mate? Will he accept to be redeemed?

I was once the strongest warrior of the Cedar Pack. I was Alpha Killian’s fated mate. But Bianca, an omega who had always secretly loved Killian, saw her chance. While I was leading a team to claim new territory, she lured a pack of rogues to ambush me. They severely wounded me and left me for dead in a marsh. She sold our secrets to the rogues. Then she framed me for the slaughter that followed. Everyone thought I betrayed Killian and left. Killian believed it too. Bianca played the part of the gentle woman who saved him. She became his new mate. Three years later, my body was found. The moment Killian saw the pup inside me, his wolf went feral. His eyes bled red.

My husband, Luca, had a childhood sweetheart named Sophia. Years ago, during a brutal gang shootout, Sophia shielded him from the worst of the bloodshed, and since then, she had suffered from severe PTSD. Because of that, Luca would push aside family business every year and fly to our estate on a secluded island off the coast of Sicily to spend three months “helping her recover.” “Victoria, she lost her mind because of me,” he told me. “I’m responsible for her. I hope you can be magnanimous.” So, I nodded. And eventually, I got used to the fact that every year, my husband would disappear for three months to fulfill what he called a moral obligation. That was until the day I flew in without warning to inspect the family’s money-laundering network on that island and saw him. In the town square, under the bright Mediterranean sun, Luca was standing there with a five-year-old boy by his side. “Papa, how long do we have to hide on this island?” the child asked. “I want to go to New York. I want to see the Empire State Building.” Luca laughed gently and scooped him up in his arms. With his other hand, he held Sophia’s. “Antonio, be good,” he said affectionately. “Papa’s position is… complicated. When you turn eighteen and pass the family’s initiation ceremony, I’ll kill that woman and her dead old man. Then, I’ll take you back to New York to inherit the entire Corleone family.” I stood in the shadows, unseen. Slowly, I lit a cigarette. The smoke curled around me as their voices drifted over, the conversation getting more vicious as it went. Sophia leaned into his chest, her tone sweet and coy. “Luca, I’ve been with you for seven years without a name or a title. How much longer are our son and I supposed to live like ghosts?” Luca sighed. “I don’t have a choice. The old man in the Corleone family is still alive. I married Victoria just to get her territory. Don’t worry. I’ve been adding something to her milk every day. She’ll never get pregnant in this lifetime. My family bloodline will only continue through you.” The last thread of reason in my mind snapped. In the six years of marriage we shared, I had been infertile. I’d taken countless hormone injections to stimulate ovulation. I’d knelt in church and prayed more times than I could count. Yet, all along, the devil poisoning me was my own husband. The initial shock faded quickly into rage. I crushed out my cigarette and pulled out my phone. Then, I dialed my uncle, the family’s clean-up man. “Uncle Rocco,” I said calmly, “Luca betrayed me. He betrayed the family. Order a coffin in the finest black walnut for me, and make it large, large enough to fit a family of three.”