Yu Gonplei Ste Odon Novels & Stories

Three years ago, my husband, my parents, and my adopted sister faked their deaths to test whether I had married into the DeLuca family for love or for power. They cut off my money, took my home, and left me and my son with nothing. Three years later, they came back. My husband stepped out of a black Rolls-Royce, looked down at me, and said, “Evelyn, you passed the test.” What he didn’t know was that my son was already dead. And I was dying too.

HUNDRED YEARS AGO, AN INCIDENT OCCURRED IN THE SUPERNATURAL, THAT BROUGHT DARKNESS TO THE LAND ADRIAN, A HANDSOME YOUNG AND ARROGANT MAN GETS INVOVLE WITH BILLIE A BEAUTIFUL MIXED LADY, WHO IS FIERCE AND BOLD (LIVES IN THE NATURAL) THE MORE HE SPENDS TIME WITH HER, THE MORE HE DISCOVERS WHO HE TRULY IS AS A DEMIGOD (THE MOST POWERFUL GOD) BUT, AT THE DAY END, DISCOVERING WHO HE IS BROUGHT A LOT OF DANGER TO THOSE AROUND HIM DUE TO THAT, BILLIE HIS SECRETARY STARTS LIVING WITH HIM AT FIRST, THEY WERE LIKE OIL AND WATER SINCE THEY COULDN'T AGREE TO ANYTHING BUT FIGHT AND ARGUE. TIME PASSED AND, THEY TURN TO DEEPLY FALL IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER AND BECOME BONDED. BILLIE STARTS EXPERIENCING SOME CHANGES AS SHE TOTALLY TRANSFORMS TO A DEMIGOD AFTER BEING SILLED (Y'ALL WILL KNOW THE DETAILS WITHIN THE STORY). SECRETS BEGIN TO UNVEIL AND MYSTERIES ARE UNLEASHED. DUE TO THAT, LIVES ARE LOST. NINA, WHO BECOMES THE CENTER OF EVIL BRINGS A GREAT PAIN BETWEEN THEM (BILLIE AND ADRIAN). COURSING THEM (BILLIE AND ADRIAN) TO SEPARATE FOR A CONSIDERABLE PERIOD OF TIME. YET, THINGS GET WORST AS MORE LIVES ARE HUNTED. BUT LOVE WHICH NEVER FAILS, WON AT THE END. BRINGING THEM TOGETHER AND MAKING THEIR LOVE STRONGER WILL THIS LOVE BE ABLE TO BRING BACK LIGHT IN THE SUPERNATURAL, ALONGSIDE NATURAL, STOPPING ALL THE DISASTERS?? LET'S FIND OUT...

Sage Whitmore’s world is turned upside down when her beloved Bluebird Café—her late mother’s legacy and the heart of her hometown—falls into financial ruin. Desperate to save it, Sage finds herself making a dangerous deal with billionaire Damian Cross, a man as ruthless as he is enigmatic. The terms: work as his personal assistant for one year, and she’ll earn the chance to reclaim her café. Damian is a master strategist, a man who rules New York’s corporate empire with unrelenting control. To him, Sage is a puzzle—unpolished, stubborn, and brimming with passion. As Sage steps into his high-stakes world, she discovers that behind Damian’s cold, calculating exterior lies a man haunted by secrets and driven by more than just power. Their undeniable attraction sparks a battle of wills as Sage refuses to be a pawn in Damian’s games. But with each passing day, the line between business and desire begins to blur. When betrayal and long-buried truths come to light, Sage is forced to decide: trust the man who could ruin her, or walk away from the one thing she can’t deny—her heart. Beneath the Steel and Silk is a story of ambition, redemption, and a love powerful enough to shatter walls—or build something unbreakable.

Luca Derren was born in a place where pleasure was regarded as a currency, and he was sold as a slave to a man called Lord Kael, who was a noble billionaire and feared for his cruelty and his appetite for both men and women. Serving under a man like him was both lavish and dangerous, because Lord Kael was very unpredictable and his commands were final. Luca becomes Kael's favorite companion after jumping to take a bullet for him. This closeness brings out secrets about Lord Kael's past and present. One of them is that Kael might have been responsible for the debt his family was in, and that of the other companions and Kael is secretly manipulating the downfall of families just so their offsprings could be sold cheaply to his pleasure estate. There are whispers and this makes other slaves plan their own escapes, and people die in the process. Now Luca must make a choice. Will he remain in Kael's cage and arms or risk everything for the sake of freedom?

"Mr. Owl you're like a sun that shine brightly to everyone, people can see and feel it but they can not touch it no matter what unless they're not afraid getting themselves burn. With such a distinguished family, status and power that you own it's easier to kill me with a lil touch as if to crush an ant. I have no reason not to be afraid of you."

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------

6 days is all she needs ... Zuri takes a vacation to America but three men: Passion, Lust, and Desire reroute everything for her. She is in bliss out living the American dream but sometimes meeting a stranger isn't always in your best interest

This is the ninth year Dante and I have honored the Month of No Masters. The Corinni family's heir apparent believes this will make our relationship last longer. For one month after our dating anniversary each year, he is free, and we stay out of each other's lives. If either of us finds someone more suitable, we are to wish them well. If not, we go back to the way things were after a month. Around me, the men of the family are spraying champagne with abandon. "To another year of freedom! Congratulations to our Underboss on reclaiming his bachelor status!" "The family betting pool is open! Place your bets on the left if you think they'll still get married, and on the right if you think it's over for good!" Through the hazy cigar smoke, I sat on the corner of a leather sofa, a cold observer, as if this whole farce had nothing to do with me. Dante's hand was curled around Scarlett's waist as he brushed past me, whispering, "Don't get any ideas. You'll always be my only Donna." "I'm a kite. No matter how far I fly, the string is always in your hand." I pressed my cold fingers against the gentle swell of my belly, my expression a blank mask. Dante, this time at the family's betting table, I'm putting my money on "the end." I'm going to vanish from your world completely. That kite string you're so proud of? Tonight, I'm cutting it myself.

She was never supposed to be his. When Aliyana Hastings’ fragile sister flees an arranged marriage to the ruthless Alpha Nolan Greyson, Aliyana is forced to take her place. She swore her heart belonged to another, until Nolan slaughtered the man she loved right in front of her. Now she’s his bride. His prisoner. His obsession. Nolan is no savior. He is the monster every whispered warning spoke of, cold, merciless, and unyielding. But when Aliyana vows vengeance, she sparks a dangerous game between predator and prey. He wants to claim her. She wants to destroy him. Only one of them will break. And in Nolan’s world, saints die… but monsters survive.

They call me 'Ghost.' The king of mercenaries, feared across the entire black market. But for Madeline, the Godmother of the Chicago Mafia, I walked away from it all. She wanted me by her side, so I became a normal man. We were married for five years. The entire underworld knew she loved me more than life itself. She even had my dagger tattooed next to her family's crest—a permanent mark of loyalty. Until I got the photo from her lover. The bartender was naked, his chest covered in red scratches from her nails. Madeline’s hand, with its red polish, was still on his waist. He’d drawn his name right next to my dagger on her skin. And my wife had let him. "Madeline says I'm the only one who can make her feel like a woman. You can't satisfy her anymore. It's time to make way for a younger man." I didn't reply. I just made a call. "Hello. I need a new identity. And a plane ticket."