Vendida Para O Don

She witnessed a murder. Now she's living with one. Hiniwalayan ni Ethan si Crsytal Clair dahil kailangan nilang maghiwalay ng landas. Ngunit ibang landas pala ang tinatahak ni Ethan. Crystal saw everything in her eyes. She ran away and lead to witness a mafia’s execution. Now she’s not just a witness. She’s a captive. Taken by Kiann Delle Del Valle, the cold, calculating Don feared across the underworld. Para sa iba, banta si Crystal. Pero para kay Kiann… siya ang bagong obsession. Palaban. Matigas ang ulo. Walang takot. At dahil doon, mas lalo siyang naging delikado… at imposibleng pakawalan. Pero habang sinusubukan ni Crystal na lumaban, unti-unti rin siyang nahuhulog sa taong dapat niyang katakutan. Hanggang sa madiskubre niya ang isang lihim na kayang gibain ang lahat. As power games turn into twisted trust, and resistance melts into something far more terrifying-desire-Crystal must decide: Can you love the man who ruined your life? Or will the truth destroy them both before she gets the chance?

Itoy kuwento Ng isang teenager na may crush sa klase niya pero lagi siyang iniigore Ng mga ito. At Hindi lang ilang isang beses. Pagsapit niya sa kolehiyo. Ganoon din Ang crush niya sa kanya Hindi siya ito pinapansin. kahit na NASA kanya Naman Ang lahat matalino, mabait, mayaman at maganda. Pero dumating Ang Araw na malalaman niya na may crush din sa kanya Ang lalaking crush niya noong kolehiyo.

My best friend and my husband, Lorenzo Bartoli, fought every time they met. Lorenzo was the Don of the family, while my best friend was his Consigliere. She always fiercely opposed his most ruthless, high-risk decisions. Tempers explode every single time. But there was one rule that they both agreed on without any hesitation. No one was allowed to touch me. Because of them, no one in the city dared to cross me. Until the fifth month of my pregnancy, when I went down to the basement vault to organize Lorenzo's guns for him. I opened the safe to see stacks of letters, hundreds of them, all unsent. I picked one up. The moment I opened the letter, cold dread overwhelmed me. The receiver of the letter wasn't me. [My dearest Sofia…] I quickly scanned downward to the final lines of the letter. [If I don't make it back alive, everything in the Swissie accounts goes to you. As for Vittoria, she's a good woman, but I have never loved her.] With trembling hands, I tore open the rest of the letters like a hysterical woman. Three hundred of them in total. Every single one was addressed to Sofia Finzi. Sofia was not a stranger. She was my best friend.

Looking at the bright sun, which is not so bright right now hiding itself to create darkness all around totally makes me think about my present situation. I heard that sound of footsteps entering the room, so I turned around and said, “Hey!” “Don’t start now. You will get your wish soon.” he said removing his coat. “We can’t!” I said, looking at him. “What do you mean? All these days you are asking nothing but for divorce papers. Now they will reach you in a few days for sure. Now why are you saying we can’t?” he asked with a completely blank expression. “I am pregnant!” I mumbled. “What?” he asked, stepping towards me in shock. “I.Am.Pregnant!” I said each word with force and then let the darkness consume me.

Grace, the golden child as a Beta's daughter, defied all expectations by choosing Ethan—the disgraced Alpha's son—even after he inadvertently caused her father's death. She stood by him, pulling him from the depths of despair. But when Ethan finally annihilated the rival pack responsible for his own father's murder and brought back their Alpha's daughter, Caroline, his vengeance spiraled into madness. Now, Grace must face the harrowing truth: can she still love the man who has become a monster?

At Westbridge High, boys don’t fall in love gently. They collide. Jay Vale is everything untouchable—rich, ruthless, and the golden captain of the hockey team. He’s admired from a distance, feared up close, and completely uninterested in anyone who tries to get near him. Love has never been part of his game. Until Noah Carter a transfers student step in. Quiet, stubborn, and carrying the weight of a broken home, Noah isn’t impressed by Westbridge’s hierarchy or its spoiled athletes. He just wants to survive school, protect his best friend Joe, and keep his life from falling apart again. But trouble finds him fast. When Liam Knox Jay’s once-best friend turned bitter rival—targets Joe for sport, Noah steps in… and pays the price. Jay steps in too. A single act of protection turns into something darker. Jay offers Noah tutoring, claiming it’s just a favor. It isn’t. Jay doesn’t want Noah the way boys usually do. He wants him like obsession. And Liam notices. Still haunted by the confession that shattered their friendship, Liam refuses to watch Jay choose someone else. If Noah is what Jay wants, then Liam will do whatever it takes to ruin it—even if it means using Joe, the soft-hearted boy who keeps falling for the wrong person. Love becomes a battlefield. Friendship becomes betrayal. And on the ice, where boys are taught to play rough… No one plays fair. Because the most dangerous game isn’t hockey. It’s the one they’re playing with each other’s hearts.

Trixie is wild and takes after her biker father. When she loses her position at her apprenticeship, she works in a club. As she dances her way to earn money, her boss asks her to do a private dance for a customer. After a lot of refusing, Trixie agrees. With the mask on, she dances for him, and after a passionate kiss and a little more, Trixie is left on the edge craving more. Not just more, but him.She leaves to visit her parents. Sitting by the pool, her dads shocked glare at her has her worried as he spots the tattoo. Her dad points it out to his best friend, Damon. Only a sickening look crosses Damon's face. Trixie soon finds out, the man who brought her pleasure just days before is the man she has always called Uncle, her fathers best friend, nearly twenty years older than her.As they start a secret affair that is meant to just be fun., someone falls in love. Unfortunately, that love puts Trixie in a difficult situation when her past shows up at her parents and uses every weakness she has. Will her dad find out about her affair with Damon? Will Damon and her dad find out the truth about the person from her past, and just how will they solve it?WARNINGS: This book contains scenes of BDSM, including but not limited to. Dominance, submission, bondage, edge play, and more. This book also includes Daddy kink. (Trixie calls Damon Daddy.) This book also contains scenes of abuse. The book also features scenes of rape. However, these scenes are blacked out and do not go into great detail.Ultimately, this book is smut, so most chapters will have some sexual references or sexual play.

Sa gabi ng tinatawag nilang Bluemoon night, ang gabi ng mga single, ay magtatagpo ang landas nina Hunter Ace, isang sikat na modelo at artista at Jolie Vargas na isa lamang ordinaryong babae. Hinahangaan ang binata dahil sa kanyang gwapong mukha, magaling na actor at ganda ng pangangatawan habang si Jolie ay simpleng babae pero palaban. Isang gabi, dahil sa kabiguan sa pag-ibig ay pumayag si Hunter na sumama sa kaibigang si Tom na dumalo sa once a year event na tinatawag nilang Bluemoon night. Ito ang gabi na mapagkakamalan ni Hunter ang No Boyfriend since birth (NBSB) na si Jolie na siya si Danica, ang girlfriend niya. Walang pag-aalinlangan, dinampi ng binata ang labi niya sa labi ng lasing na si Jolie. Dahil sa wala sa tamang katinuan ang dalaga, tumugon naman siya sa halik. Pinagsaluhan nila ang maiinit na halik sa ilalim ng liwanag ng buwan. Hindi lang halik ang kanilang pinagsaluhan, pati ang init ng katawan ay kanilang pinadama. Isang bangongot ang maituturing ni Jolie ang nangyari sa kanya sa gabing iyon nang magising siyang katabi ang mayabang at supladong modelo sa kama at pareho silang walang saplot. Hindi na niya ito ginising bagkos ay umalis na agad sa silid. Magtatagpo pa kaya ang landas nila kung ang akala ni Hunter ay si Danica ang babaeng nakasama niya sa kama? May mabubuo kayang pagtitinginan kina Hunter at Jolie kung ang dalawang babae ay may mukhang pinagbiyak na bunga?

I woke in the middle of the night to my Don husband murmuring in his sleep. “Juno, be good. Tomorrow I’ll buy you and Mamma a new house.” My eyes flew open. Juno? That was the name I’d always planned for a purebred Ceylon cat I dreamed of owning, but I’d never gotten one because of my pet fur allergy. And a new house? Could this just be a coincidence? I shook him lightly. “What did you just say?” He frowned and mumbled coarsely, “Had a nightmare. Dreamt of a shootout.” I didn’t press further. In the darkness, I reached for his phone and silently opened his messages.

The day the Thorne family announced our engagement, the New York underworld let out a collective sigh of relief. Because I was set to marry Daemon, the most straitlaced Don in the city, which meant I could no longer be the wild rose who tore up the racetrack. But I resisted with every fiber of my being, finding creative ways to test his limits. During his ten-million-dollar card game with a rival family's Capo, my hand "slipped" and sent a bottle of 1945 Romanee-Conti spilling across the ancient map that outlined their territories, sabotaging the entire negotiation. Daemon, however, just slowly and deliberately wiped the wine from the back of his hand. He didn't even frown as he cleaned up my mess. Then I "accidentally" let my spirited Arabian stallion loose in his immaculately manicured courtyard. The beast went wild, trampling his prize-winning rose garden into mud. But he arrived with his private doctor in tow, crouching before me as his long fingers gently traced the scratch on my arm. "Did the beast hurt you?" Just that one question, and my heart melted completely. "Daemon, I can marry you. But before that, has there ever been another woman who owned your heart?" "I don't share my man. Not in any way." He pointed to his heart, his gaze unwavering as he met my eyes. "Before you, this was empty." After we married, the word on the street in New York's circles of power was this: If you angered Don Thorne, his Donna might plead your case. But if you angered the Donna, you were on your own. Even I began to believe that Daemon, that mountain of ice, would eventually melt for me. Until the day I went to find him, clutching a positive pregnancy test, bursting with joy. Only to hear the family's Consigliere ask him, from the top-floor study, what the best lie he'd ever told was. Daemon chuckled and said casually, "She asked me if anyone had my heart before her." "I told her no."