Who Is Son Of Aphrodite

Missing the last bus home shouldn’t have mattered. For Daniel Rogers, however, it’s about to matter a lot more. When Daniel is picked up by a stranger, Adrian Williams, while walking home one rainy night, he doesn’t think much of it. Polite, observant, and uncomfortably familiar, Adrian is a man Daniel can’t quite place. It’s supposed to end there, of course. But then Daniel meets Adrian again. And then again. Until Daniel realizes that these meetings aren’t quite so coincidental. Adrian doesn’t just see Daniel, Adrian understands Daniel. Too well, if you ask Daniel. As if Adrian knows Daniel’s deepest, darkest secrets, the ones Daniel keeps locked safely away from prying eyes. Caught up despite himself, Daniel finds himself opening up to Adrian, feeling something he hasn’t felt in years: seen, understood, desired. But Daniel can’t shake off the feeling that something is terribly wrong, that Adrian Williams, while not quite a stranger, is definitely not quite a friend. Is Daniel to walk away from something he doesn’t fully understand, or risk everything for someone who makes him feel like he’s found home? Some people don’t just show up by accident. They show up to stay.

Ronan Blackthorne gets the same coffee every morning. Black, no sugar. From the same girl who doesn't even know he's worth billions. Annabelle thinks he's just another suit with good tips and a nice smile. She has no clue he owns half of Manhattan. Here's the thing though, Ronan's got a problem. His dead father just screwed him over big time. Turns out daddy had a secret daughter somewhere, and she owns 35% of everything Ronan thought was his. Now he's hunting this mystery girl down because his psychotic mother Victoria won't shut up about finding her and making the problem disappear. The barista he's falling for is the girl he's looking for.

“The day my husband brought home his fated mate, was the day my unborn child died.” Ame is preparing for the return of her husband, the Alpha of the Shadow Hunters pack, blissfully unaware that his return will destroy everything. He doesn’t come alone. Suddenly during one fateful day, Ame finds herself framed for the death of her own unborn child…the mastermind to her downfall is her husband’s fated mate who returned from the war with him. Ame loses all trust in her husband of three years, having spent every day praying for his safe return, pleading with the Moon Goddess for him to survive the war that has torn neighbouring packs apart. Rather than celebrate his return, she is thrown into turmoil as it turns out she isn’t the only one carrying his child….his fated mate is also pregnant. What does this mean for Ame, for her position as Luna….as his wife. When she awakes from an incident to find her child gone, rather than console her….her husband blames her for the death of their child. Resigned to the fact that she cannot win, she prepares to leave only for her rival to attempt to murder her…to annihilate the competition. Unbeknown to the pack, she fails, Ame fleeing but not before declaring an oath of revenge to the Moon Goddess as flames rip away at her past life. She will prove her innocence; she won’t rest until she clears her name.

Darlene is a woman rediscovered. After the dust of a divorce settled, she found herself trapped in a quiet house with a growing, restless hunger. What began as a fleeting, forbidden thought soon spiraled into an all-consuming obsession centered on the one person who was strictly off-limits: her son, Leo. What starts with stolen glances and secret thrills evolves into a high-stakes game of cat and mouse. From provocative signals in the hallway to the ultimate crossing of lines, Darlene and Leo navigate a dangerous path of mutual discovery. As they shed the traditional roles of mother and son, they replace them with a bond that is as intense as it is taboo. But a secret this heavy cannot stay contained forever. Between the looming threat of discovery by neighbors, the interference of old flames, and the life-altering reality of a pregnancy that binds them forever, their unconventional relationship is tested at every turn.

Stefan raises a skeptical brow."And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering."Shitty fathers. A pointed pause hangs in the air."The only difference between us is that you are an illegitimate child, and I am not". Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they will not see coming". She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine."Our fathers stole our birthrights. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance."No divorces. If we are doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. She would not give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit ................. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire , until he named his bastard son heir instead. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs?

Alesha, was born into a well-respected family, has harmonious parents, and loves her children. Alesha's life is almost perfect after she finds her soul mate. However, all of that changed when Alesha made a nightly mistake with a foreign man, which finally made Alesha decide to leave because, in her womb, there was a seed from that foreign man. So, will Alesha know who the father of the fetus she is carrying is? while Alesha also never knew what the man's face looked like.  

Derrick Mendes is the resident bad boy that everyone warns Jordie about. But it doesn't stop Jordie from wanting and falling for the Bad Boy anyways. Despite being the town sheriff’s son, his heart leads him into uncharted territory and no amount of warning is about to keep him away from Derrick. Jordie can't imagine his life without him. As their forbidden attraction deepens, Jordie must confront the expectations of being a good kid and the risks of loving someone who lives on the edge. Duty or love when faced with a decision that could change his life forever?

She has dreamed of him for as long as she can remember. A voice in the dark. A presence that never left. A phantom touch that felt more real than anything in her waking world. But dragons are extinct… aren’t they? Lyra Blackwood has spent her life as an outsider—unshifted, unwanted, and overlooked by the very pack she’s destined to lead. While others find their fated mates, she is left behind, haunted by dreams of a man who cannot possibly exist. Until the day he wakes. Vaelrion Rhaziel has waited centuries for her. Watched her. Protected her. Claimed her long before she ever knew his name. As the future king of a dying dragon race, he carries the weight of extinction, loss, and a bond that can never be broken. And now that he’s found her? He isn’t letting her go. Not her pack. Not another male. Not even her own fear. Because dragons do not choose twice. And Lyra has always been his.

A young woman, who lived with her aunt after her parents died, found herself in the brothel. That day the most reputable Prince of Uruk was present. After a promise he had told her, he slept with her and the next day was gone. little did they know that she carried the heir to the throne of Larsa.

After my husband picked up his secretary and our son, they went into the hotel for a business meeting. Photos of them were trending online. I gave him a call to ask him about it, but he hung up on me impatiently. “I’m meeting a client. Obviously, we’re meeting at the hotel! Can you stop being unreasonable?” I was busy contacting IT support to retract the trending topics. Two hours later, I received a call from the emergency department of the hospital. When I reached the hospital, my son was already dead. In his hand, he was still holding a staff ID tag. The secretary’s name was on the tag. I broke down crying. My husband, Zac Davis, had blocked my number so I could not reach him. After I completed the hospital procedures, Zac finally returned my call. He sounded very angry and impatient, “Did you fetch our son? Why didn’t you inform me? Don’t you know that we’re all waiting for him to pass us the agreement? Just send the document over now!” After that, he immediately hung up and blocked my number again. I stared at the notification on my phone and sneered. I was going to snatch your clients and force you into a dead end!