Traveler Vision

Arranged marriage, age-gap, forbidden love, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, Romeo and Juliet vibes, family saga, Mafia/cartel romance, slow burn, redemption, morally gray hero, dangerous romance The Roríguez cartel is spinning out of control, tragedy putting the alliance and our future in question. I’m Emiliano Ruiz and throughout the last few years, I’ve witnessed my sisters being doled out to members of the Luciano Mafia. The cartel has also taken famiglia women. It doesn’t matter if it’s the Luciano famiglia’s turn to take a bride. My mind is set—it’s my turn. I never imagined marrying a young bride until I caught sight of Isabella Luciano. She’s only eighteen, and with her long yellow hair and big brown eyes, she’s a vision to behold. She sees me, however, through the tinted lens of her father’s hatred. Carmine Luciano’s disdain of the cartel and the alliance isn’t a secret. His opinion won’t stop me. I’ll prove to Isabella that even bad men can be good husbands. No matter what her father says or what happens in our war, Isabella will be mine. Have you been Aleatha’d?

When the flood hit, my husband, Patrick Holmes, who was part of the rescue team, stood between me and his first love, Victoria Clarke, torn with hesitation written all over his face. Without thinking twice, I shoved the only lifebuoy into Victoria's arms. In my previous life, Patrick had handed the lifebuoy to me instead and stayed behind with Victoria, choosing to die alongside her. Just before they both drowned, rescuers arrived in the nick of time and pulled him out, but Victoria didn't make it—she drowned that day. After that, he devoted himself completely to me, taking care of me in every moment of our daily lives. I had thought that the disaster made him cherish me more, but I was wrong—so terribly wrong. While I was hospitalized, Patrick unplugged my oxygen tank himself. He hissed, "If you hadn't insisted on going home to rest that day, I wouldn't have been torn on who to save, and she wouldn't have died. Now, you'll atone to her in the afterlife." I struggled helplessly as my vision blurred and death crept in. Then, everything went dark. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day the flood began.

"Cry , just cry I want to see you cry."he cooed in my ears and then he starts thrusting in and out of me angressively. I couldn't scream anymore as I was too weak to make a sound. my eyes transformed into a dam of water and tears blurred my vision pouring down my cheeks like rain. I was already feeling like a slave for him, cause I willingly submitted to his want. He wanted me to cry and that I did, cause I had no choice. As I jerked under him, I felt as though I was in torment, hell, purgatory infact anything worst. I wanted this to stop but it didn't. He kept thrusting in and out of me till I could no longer take the pains. Was this the sex people call fun? Or was he just doing this to turture me? Each pains he inflicted on me, made me feel his burning urge to get his revenge. Whatever my father did to him must be very cruel and it filled me with Guilt. I felt so guilty that I didn't want to beg him, cause I stupidly thought I deserve this. What happens when the daughter of the most powerful Alpha is captured by another Alpha and turned into a slave for the sake of revenge?

On the day I was trying out my wedding gown, a stranger dashed into the VIP room and pushed me hard onto the ground. "I'm the real Mrs. John Curtis. Someone like you, with no money or a strong family behind you, should serve me instead." She looked down on me before kicking my pregnant belly with her sharp heels. The pain blurred my vision and made me break out in a cold sweat. Jolene Nostra crouched next to me and slapped me with the back of her hand. "You were only a jilted lover without wealth or influence, trying to wed into a rich family by getting pregnant." As blood flowed heavily from between my legs, a realization hit me. My fiancé, the person I'd been with for four years, was seeing another woman. "What's this? How dare you give me that look? I could kill you, and nothing would happen to me because I'm Mrs. John Curtis!" As she lunged towards me, I pulled out my phone with trembling hands to call my brother. "Come get me, Anthony. And tell our guys I want the Curtis family gone from South City."

The omega gasped, body heating up under the grip of the other's hands on his hips. Tears of pleasure clouded his vision and he fisted his hands in the silk sheets. "I can't..." he whimpered. "It's too much..." "You can," Xavier growled in his ear, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Arch for me, Sweetheart." Vernon, despite the tiredness in his limbs, obeyed the alpha's command. ************** Forced into a marriage with Xavier Donovan, one of the most ruthless alphas in Virex City, Vernon Giordano expects the union to be an outright disaster. He has read enough about Xavier in the papers to believe that. Imagine his surprise when he discovers that none of it is true and that his husband is a gentleman who looks at him like he hung the stars. Under Xavier’s tender touches that send his heart spiraling, and beneath an intense gaze that makes him question everything he’s ever felt, Vernon finds himself falling hard and fast for his husband. But their marriage is fraught with danger, secrets, and betrayals from both sides that threaten to ruin their budding relationship. Can Xavier and Vernon hold on and fight for their love? Or will they crumble under the threats of friends and foes alike?

Gianna thought she had already lost everything—her sight, her freedom, and the love she once believed in. But when her fiancé, the man she trusted most, sells her to a ruthless mafia boss to save himself, she realizes that true betrayal cuts far deeper than blindness. In a bid to save her mentally unstable mother, she has no choice but to brace up to her new life too. Raffaele Belucci is merciless, dangerous, and in complete control. To him, she is nothing more than a pawn in a power play, a contract-bound possession to be used as he pleases. Yet, despite her blurred vision, Gianna sees more than most—she sees the cracks in his cold exterior, the shadows of his past, and the fire that burns beneath his calculated touch. Thrown into a world of violence, deceit, and seduction, she has two choices: succumb to the chains of her new master or play the game and take back control of her fate. But the deeper she falls into Raffaele's deadly embrace, the more she realizes—he might be the only one capable of truly setting her free. He owns her body. But can he ever own her heart?

“Never again," Kelvin chokes out, his voice trembling, his gaze locked onto the haunting eyes that once stole everything from him. Tears blur his vision, but his resolve stands firm, he will not be devoured a second time. Once a bright, ambitious employee, Kelvin spiraled into a world he swore he'd never know, a world spun with lust, whispered secrets, and aching hunger. His boss, a man wrapped in power and temptation, tugged at the fraying threads of Kelvin’s soul, awakening a need he'd buried deep. But when Kelvin surrendered, when he tasted the truth hidden beneath the seduction, he recoiled in horror. This man, this polished billionaire, was no stranger. He was the boy who had shattered Kelvin's innocence, left him bleeding and broken in the ruthless hands of bullies. Now, he returned, cloaked in wealth and charm, seeking what he once destroyed. Where love festers, hatred blooms. Where passion ignites, betrayal sharpens its teeth. And from the shadows of their shared past, a darker enemy rises, thirsty for vengeance, eager to spill blood, and blind to whether either of them survives. Their reunion was never about love. It was about survival.

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."

This is the sequel to Billionaire, Let's Divorce! and if you want to read on, head on over to my book Billionaire, Let's Divorce! and the subsequent chapters will be updated there. Thank you for your support! My heart rammed in my chest as each picture looked clearer than the previous one. I could swear my vision almost went blurry for a split second staring down at the screen. I zoomed in on the man's face, refusing to believe that the man who looked delirious as he mouthed the woman's boobs was my man. There were over a hundred different angles of him having sex with with this woman, and Aiden's face was AS CLEAR AS DAY! Then I threw my head back and laughed shakily. Definitely not. It could never be true. The last thing Aiden will do is cheat. Aiden, a cheater? Nah. He would rather say it to my face that he didn't want me anymore. Which wasn't even possible because we are both crazily in love with each other. I turned off my phone and looked ahead. Just a few more feet and I would be on his lawn. Since I am here, why don't I go find out myself then?

For someone who was rude and cunning, it surprised me how he could be soft when it came to kissing. He placed soft kisses at the corners of my lips and held my face in his warm hands as his fingers tangled in the hair above my ears, tugging my ponytail and messing with my hair. His brown eyes filled my vision, hard and intense, a direct contradiction to his hot, sensual mouth. The tip of his tongue touched the seam of my lips, and my breath caught in my throat. I could feel a jolt clear in the soles of my feet, a warm tingling that curled my toes and settled in the pit of my stomach. The kiss was tender, almost sweet, and I fought to keep my eyes open and pressed my lips tight. I fought to remind myself that the lips brushing mine, as if he were my lover, belonged to an egomaniac asshole who told lies and swore to make my life miserable. When your bully becomes your knight in the shining armor, what would you do? Book 2 of Autumn Summers Series. Can be read as a stand-alone. ******* Book 1: The Bad Nerd Boy (Completed, exclusively on Goodnovel) Book 3: Pulling Off The Impossible (on-going)