Vengeance Of An Assassin

She saved him, she loved him, she gave her life for him. What did she get in return? He stepped on her heart, he turned everyone against her, they almost killed her. But... She was reborn. Not to ten years in the past, nor to a time before everything started. But she was reborn as a devil, a devil who came to take everything away from those who hurt her. He would help her; he would do anything for her. Even kill for her. When a naive woman meets a cruel man, she becomes so cruel that he won't be able to fight against her. How does that saying go? Nothing is more dangerous in this world, than a human who has nothing to lose, especially a woman who has been scorned. She has come back for revenge, and she will get her revenge. In the worst way possible.

My biased mother brought my sister, Irene Baxter, to help me with my child. But one day, I forgot to bring a contract to work. When I returned home, I saw two bodies entwined. To cover up their secret, my husband, Sam Hodgson, and Irene pushed me off the tenth floor. It was only after my death that I realized I had been nothing more than a tool for carrying on the family name. "It's better that she's dead. Now my sweet girl can be a mom without having to go through childbirth." "Sleeping with her was revolting; she was like a block of wood. Irene is so much better." Even Irene had regrets. "Still, we shouldn't have pushed her down. She was smashed beyond recognition—otherwise, we might’ve been able to sell her corpse for a pretty penny." When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day they pushed me off the building. This time, I wouldn't let any of them off the hook.

He was consumed by hate, while love ripped through me like a storm. We were like two thorns, trapped in a prickly embrace with no escape. We exchanged vows soaked in blood, sealed with a brutal kiss, and bound by bloodied rings, with no happily ever after on the horizon. Marco Costello, my so-called prince, shackled me as his wife, but he was no savior. I used to imagine what our life would have been like if I had said yes all those years ago instead of running away. I'd play Juliette to his brooding Romeo. But fate had a different script for me, casting me as the antagonist, trapped in a cycle of resentment and sadness, like a lost soul wandering through the shadows, unseen and unappreciated. “Till death do us part...” It wasn't a promise of forever, but a sentence to endless torment.

“Father, please listen to me this time.” I begged with tears in my eyes. “Stop crying. You are spoiling your makeup.” “I can't do this father, he threatened me.” I sobbed into my palms. “You can and you will. Wipe your tears, Alphas don't cry.” I expected him to ask about the marks on my neck and wrists but he didn't. I even twisted my neck bearing the pains but it seemed as though he was blind. ****** Kendall wanted to find her mate as soon as possible so she could get out of her father's clutches. But when she found her mate, she realized that she had made a big mistake in choosing to follow her mate. He was nothing like she thought he was. He was everything she didn't want in her mate. He was worse compared to her father. What she had been trying to run away from all her life, she ended up running into. ***** All he wanted was to find his mate. He didn't expect that she would turn out to be the daughter of his arch enemy and the one person he had been looking for to take out his anger on.

Trigger Warnings: - Taboo relationship. - violence, manipulation. - Explicit sexual content: power play, rough intimacy, and kink - Emotional and psychological torment Isabella Moretti’s world was destroyed by Luca Ricci—the man she’s now forced to marry. She’s out for revenge, but Luca isn’t the kind of man to be defeated so easily. He has his own plans, and they’re darker than she could ever imagine. Their hatred burns like fire, but their chemistry is undeniable. Passion laced with violence, desire wrapped in pain, and secrets that threaten to consume them both. In a world where pleasure and power collide, Isabella’s body and mind are pushed to their limits. Torn between two men—Luca, the ruthless bastard who broke her, and, the twisted love she never saw coming—she finds herself drowning in a web of obsession and taboo. Her heart is at war, but the question remains: who will claim her? And at what cost?

Alyssa is an assassin who works for the Bloodthorn Organization. She finds herself caught between two secretive underworld organizations and is given a crucial mission to infiltrate the Devon family, a wealthy and powerful elite family. Unbeknownst to the public, the Devons are actually in charge of the Shadow organization, a dangerous Mafia group that operates underground. Alyssa's mission is to pose as the perfect daughter-in-law of the Devons to gain access to their secrets. However, things take an unexpected turn when she becomes involved with the youngest heir instead of the intended target, the leader of the organization.

Scarlet's world came crashing down when the man she loved, tore her apart with his betrayal and cruelty. His lies are still fresh in my mind, a continual reminder of the evenings he sapped her abilities and gave them to his mistress, Beatrice. The agony of being abandoned and broken haunts her every step as she flees her pack, driven by a fervent desire to make him pay for his treachery. Roaming like a rogue, Scarlet saves a mysterious black wolf from a deadly wolfsbane dagger, she unwittingly rescues Alpha Amarok, the powerful and brooding lycan king. With a dark past and a heart of stone, Amarok doesn't believe in love - until Scarlet. Can Scarlet tame his fierce heart, and will Amarok's pack accept her as their new queen? With every breath, they're forced to confront the evil that has haunted them. Will their love be enough to heal the scars of their past, or will the shadows consume them whole?

"I'm sorry for everything I did in the past. I want us to reunite as a family. I want to be involved in my child's life," Julian said to Ava, his voice laced with sincerity as he held her hand. Ava shook her head, her finger pointed accusingly to his . "Now, you want me because i have a child with you? It's too late, Julian," she replied. "Ava, we can make this work. Just give me a chance to make everything right," he said to her in a pleading voice. She remained silent, trying to pull her hand away but Julian held it tight. He pulled her close, his lips brushing hers. "You will always be mine, Ava. If I can't have you then no one will," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. ~~~~~~~ After a painful divorce from her cheating ex-husband Julian, Ava thought she'd closed the chapter on her past. But when Julian reappears five years later, old wounds and feelings resurface. Complicating matters is the fact that Ava has a secret son with Julian and is now in a contract marriage with Alex, a rival of Julian's who has been her rock in times of need. As Julian tries to her back, Ava must navigate a complex web of love and loyalty. between her lingering feelings for Julian and her commitment to Alex, Ava must make a choice. Will she choose the father of her child or the man who has been her steady support? And what will be the consequences of her decision?

[WARNING: DARK. BDSM] Elise's life was a golden cage until it became a death sentence. She dies with a curse on her lips, having been betrayed by her husband and family. But fate has other plans. Elise is reborn with memories of her past life intact, and a burning desire for vengeance coursing through her veins. This time, Elise is no pawn. She’s a predator! Desperation drives her into the devil’s arms. But the true danger begins when she realizes he’s not what she feared...he’s worse. Dangerous. Magnetic. Scarred. A man harboring secrets as dark as his own thirst for retribution. Their eunion is a collision of manipulation, power, and raw desire. They forge a twisted alliance, a marriage of convenience that’s anything but convenient.

Le premier amour de mon mari a été brûlée par de l'eau bouillante, et pour me punir, il m'a enfermée dans un cuiseur à vapeur à mi-hauteur, avec le feu réglé au maximum. « Tu dois subir mille fois la douleur que Pauline a endurée ! » J'étais enfermée dans cet espace étroit, je respirais difficilement, mon corps brûlait, et je lui ai crié en pleurant : « Je vais vraiment mourir ! » Mais il est parti sans se retourner, tenant son premier amour dans ses bras. « Ne t'inquiète pas, tu ne mourras pas. C'est la seule façon pour toi de comprendre la souffrance de Pauline ! » J'ai hurlé de désespoir dans le cuiseur, l'eau bouillante sous le panier s'est mise à éclabousser mon corps, et ma voix s'est peu à peu éteinte. Il est tout de suite parti en voyage à l'étranger avec son premier amour, et ce n'était qu'une semaine plus tard, en rentrant, qu'il s'est soudain souvenu de moi. « Cette garce a sûrement compris sa faute, sortez-la de là ! » Mais il ne savait pas que, dans le cuiseur arrêté par le manque d'eau, mon cadavre était déjà couvert de vers.