Tyrant Who Fell In Love

A video proving that Zachary Groff, the fake scion, has set me up is exposed. Following that, my parents and fiancee, Leta Quinlan, stand firmly by me, offering me love and support. I hand the evidence to them, giving them full trust and authority to handle the matter. They tell me that Zachary died in a car accident after being chased out of the house, and I choose to believe them. But then, in the fifth year of my marriage, I have an unexpected encounter with Zachary, who should have already been dead. He is carrying a young girl in his arms while holding tightly onto Leta's hand. He says, "Leta, if not for you and my parents, I probably would have been locked up by Harvey Groff, that heartless man. "Thankfully, Mom and Dad destroyed the evidence and even opened a jewelry design studio for me. You even sacrificed your own marriage so that he doesn't suspect a thing. "Thank you for everything you've done these five years!" "Let's just say that I am making amends to Harvey on your behalf. I'm just glad that you and our daughter are happy and well." It turns out that the happy family, which I thought I had, is just a massive web of lies spun by my parents and Leta. My parents, my wife, and Zachary are the ones actually living happily as a family, while I am just a fool who spent the last five years being deceived. I no longer want to have love—whether familial or romantic—that is not solely mine.

Judith suddenly inherits a magnificent big house. Fearing loneliness, she looks for friends to spicy her life. She attracts them easily and then, she places a small ad on the Internet looking for a fifth roommate. What if things got complicated again? Judith does not like simplicity, and that is the least you could say!

After getting cheated on, Nicole Walker decides to go on a vacation in Spain where she saves a man named Alessandro. Impressed with her Alessandro sent his men to bring her to him, even if it was against her will. Days later Nicole meets Alessandro's sister Andrea which she befriends. She also meets Diego, an undercover cop investigating Alessandro's involvement in money laundering who seeks her help. She agrees and says she will do everything to help except sleep with Alessandro. After an attack on the house, Alessandro's mother Victoria comes with his father, a sick man in a wheelchair unable to move or speak. After listening to a few conversations Nicole realizes Alessandro is not as guilty as it first seems and tries to find ways to help him when she caches Victoria's eyes. Victoria sees Nicole as a threat to everything she has built and decides that she must go. Nicole gets in her hand information that affects Victoria but before she can share it with Alessandro she gets kidnaped again this time by her grandfather one she didn't know existed. She tried to get ahold of Alessandro, who was going crazy trying to understand how was it possible for Nicole to be gone, that she was taken from under his nose. When she finally contacts him she tells him the truth about his mother and instructs him to hide his father and then to come for her. Together with the help of Andrea, they make a plan to bring Victoria and Franco down and clean Alessandro's name.

Zane and Zander Whitmore are the most popular boys at Valley High. All the girls want them and all the boys want to be them. Kat Holland on the other hand just wants to finish her senior year unnoticed. Needless to say it's a major shock when Zane and Zanders Dad falls in love and marries Kats Mom right before senior year starts.

story with an intriguing mystery. It would be possible to be born a love in the middle of a tragedy

Guia Jamero had everything a woman could ever dream of. She was happy and contented with her life. She has her ever-supportive parents, a stable job, caring friends, and a loving fiancé. She thought that everything is perfect not until the day when she was about to tie her knots with the man she loves. That day, everything in her life changed. Her dreamed fairytale turned out to be her worst nightmare. Unveiling the secrets from her past, how can a soul and a hopeless woman solve the mystery of her wedding day? Can she trust the people around her? Will she find the answer to her question, "Who killed me?"

Layla's life has never been normal. From a young age she was raised by vampires, only to fall into the hands of a pack. Everyday after that, Layla's life gets more complicated and more scary. At first her biggest problems seems to be who she is and who she loves, but never has a person been so wrong, because her biggest chose will be to choose who lives and who dies. This book contains, sexual scenes, violence, death and other triggering matters, please read at own risk. I hope you love my new book.

Destiny has impelled Rose to marry a guy on wheelchair, Mysterious and self-depricatory guy Daniel who seem to be obsessed with her since day one but may be for all wrong reasons. Soon certain strange turn of events make the uninterested Rose take keen interest on her husband and she realises he isn't actually all what she thought he was. Will she find out who he is? Will he let her succeed doing that? Amidst everything, will the spark fly between them? All that and more.

This is my second month trying to win over Lucian Moonshadow, the Alpha. Lucian smiled softly as he said, "Do you really think I would want an inferior Omega?" Later on, he was furious to find me with another wolf. "Didn't you say you wanted to be my Luna? You're nothing but a hustler, aren't you?" I chuckled angrily. "I'll be the Luna of whoever spends the night with me." Lucian uncovered the Alpha from another pack in bed and sent him away. "Leave right now. Ilyra belongs to me."

My wolf had been wounded by silver. It took me two years to find a rare herbal cure. But before I could use it, my mate, Gary, gave it away—without hesitation—to my adopted sister, the Black clan’s darling, Jane. The healer told me I had only one week left to live. So, I made a decision: I would freeze my body. Preserve it. I donated myself to Jane’s Werewolf Research Facility—the one she took such pride in. The day I signed the donation agreement, my pup threw himself into my arms and said, “Mommy and Aunt Jane are finally getting along again!” My parents praised me, saying I had finally learned what sisterhood meant. Gary looked relieved. “You’ve finally let go of your resentment,” he said. “I’m proud of you.” I smiled faintly. Yes. I’ve finally learned to obey. I would return the title of Black clan heiress to Jane, and did my best to grant everyone their wishes. But it was only when they realized I could no longer fight back— when my body had been sealed away in cryostasis, cold and silent— that the regret began. Suddenly, they wanted to bleed for me. They wanted to compensate. They wanted to follow me into the grave. But where were they when I needed them, when I was still alive?