Vows Are Spoken To Be Broken

"I was stunned when his firm hands grabbed my waist and slammed me against the wall. I will admit he's so handsome, and he spoke to about making me his mate." Luna Lawson was captured and taken to the Dragon's king. . The dragon King Mikel Diego was a dangerous man and a killer. Luna wanted to get her revenge on him for killing her father. Will Luna be able to get her revenge and kill this handsome Dragon king or would she fall in love with him? Find out.

~Luna anindira putri~ "Jika dikehidupan nyata aku tidak bisa bahagia,Maka biarkan sekali saja aku bahagia dengan dunia khayalan ku sendiri". ~Galang wijaya pratama~ "Bersenang - senang lah anggap saja hari ini adalah hari dimana kau akan bahagia dan tidak ada lagi yang mengangumu".

What happened next, made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. After having some sort of argument, he started hitting and kicking her. Conri could feel the anger and frustration build inside him with every punch… After what felt like an eternity, he stopped and walked away, leaving her on the ground, bleeding. Everything became hazy around her, and she did not even try to get up. After he had left, she still laid on the ground, not moving. She just closed her eyes and gave herself some time to heal… Tala was not sure for how long she laid there, she was already fully healed, she just did not want to get up. Something moved closer to her, and she jumped up. She turned around and saw one the most gorgeous, powerful, muscled man she has ever laid eyes on. She did not know men like that existed… Her father never let her go anywhere... He asked her a few questions, not understanding why he was interested in her at all… The more she heard his voice, the more her body reacted. This feeling inside her was very new to her and she did not know how to control it. She felt herself become aroused and she was still a virgin! She wanted him, she found him very attractive, and her inner wolf was screaming to come out. There was something about this wolf, something that made Tala scared, yet excited all at the same time. She had to get away from him… He would never be interested in someone like her anyway and she could not dare to think like that at all… She turned around and started walking very quickly back to the camp. For she knew she was already promised to someone else…

"Understanding is an art and not everyone is an artist." Addilyn Ruby Smith-Garcia is a sixteen year old with a very bad past. She is known as Ruby Smith. She is youngest Multimillionaire in the world. When finally her life is somewhat better a tragedy happens and that makes her move back to her old orphanage. And she has to go back to her family. What happens when her elder sibling takes her in? Or when she made them take her in? How can she cope to live with the people that she desperately tried to forget? Will she let her walls down and let them in? And adding to that chaos, there is a Russian mafia leader who is hell as arrogant and possessive with a mysterious nature. Can they mend her broken heart? And when two opposites fall in love with their lives at stake and past coming back to haunt her, can they save her before she drowns?

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

Amidst the glamour of high society, Elain, a well-known artist, finds her world turned upside down when her husband, a werewolf billionaire, hands her a signed divorce agreement. Each brushstroke on her canvas echoes her confusion and heartbreak. As she rebuilds her life, her art takes a transformative turn, capturing the raw emotion of her journey. However, as her ex-husband comes to terms with his own regrets and begins his desperate search to find her, their paths intertwine in the art world she dominates. "Mend My Broken Heart" paints a tale of love, betrayal, and the healing power of art.

After a night of passion and a broken heart, Sophia thought marrying Bright was the best way out: a marriage without love, commitments, or ties. But lies come at a price, and Sophia and Bright must pay it. When danger lurks and the past resurfaces, Sophia and Bright, will have to face their true feelings. Will danger bring them together, or will it destroy them first?

After four years of marriage, Liam Burrey found himself shouldering all blame without complaint. Instead of gratitude, he was met with a divorce agreement. Despite his four-year relationship with Serena Lloyd, it could not withstand Liam's apparent mediocrity.Serena was a renowned and esteemed CEO, but little did she know that everything she achieved was intertwined with Liam. The moment Liam signed his name on the divorce agreement, he made a decision: if he weren't going to choose modesty anymore, then the entire world would have to bow down at his feet!

Dark.SensitiveContent.D/s.MAFIA ROMANCE.CEO/Billiomaire Mila(Carmella) I ran away. I did it. Left everything I knew so I could just live my life without the future that promised hell on earth. Now all I have to do was hide so noone from back home finds me.But did I really left the hell behind? Because no, the new job I got comes with Boss that’s devil incarnate and he sure knows how to make my life hell. The problem with him was, as much as I wanted to kill him, I also wanted to look into those grey eyes and find all his secrets.To tell him how much of an arsehôle he is, and then maybe kiss him a little,forgetting the fact that he was dangerous. But I couldn’t help the attraction to his untouchable beauty, knowing I’d be the one getting hurt and killed. Jonathan Nothing in life comes easy and I learned that the hard way. But when my new secretary managed to stay more than two weeks I knew that something was not right. And for someone like me-a man leading a double life, if something is too good then it’s the worst thing waiting to happen. Proving me right, I received an email directly from the source. The little nerdy girl wasn’t as boring and submissive as she pretended to be. There’s a wide world of fantasies she’s hiding inside that head of hers which includes me. But this isn’t it. I've only uncovered half of what she’s hiding. There’s more lot to my little secretive secretary. And our worlds might not be as different as she thought .Because she came running right through the door she wanted to exit.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"