Zay Flowers Crying

In our five years of marriage, my husband, Derrick Wickham, bails on me 99 times for his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Harson. This time, after he stands me up, I find two plane tickets to Frantines in his office. "I was planning to surprise you for our anniversary. Since you've already seen them, we'll just meet at the airport," he says icily. I eagerly pack and get myself ready, arriving early at the airport. I wait from the wee hours of dawn till the late hours of night, but Derrick fails to show up. Then, I see a post on Jessica's social media. "It's my birthday today. Though he doesn't have the time to go on a trip with me to Frantines, I forgive him because he brought me to the amusement park instead!" In the past, I'd have called him, crying and demanding answers. But this time, I'm truly done.

Erik Smith is the Alpha of The Silver Growlers pack. He is 22 and still hasn't found his mate. He's the most powerful Alpha. His collection is the strongest. He's caring and friendly to his group and close friends, but he's ruthless to rogues and his enemies. Clara Lee is the daughter of the Alpha of the Hollow Angel Pack. Everyone loves her; She's like the princess of Hollow Angel Pack. She is now 18 and still hasn't found his mate, but that all changes when a group of rogues kills her pack, and she's the only one who survived, thanks to her parents and crew, who sacrificed their lives for her to live. When his brother heard this, he went to Hollow Angel Pack as soon as possible and saw his sister crying at the dead bodies of her parents. Clara moves to The Silver Pack with his brother and discovers that Alpha Erik is her mate.

I was a mafia princess, sick of the life. After my father died, all I wanted was a normal life. I helped my husband, Marco, take his company public. I fought his battles. I took care of his mother. I paid for his sister’s tuition and her addiction to luxury. Then, at our tenth-anniversary party, he gave my mother's bracelet to his childhood flame, Isabella. He even fucked her in our bed. I hired a PI. Found out he knew who I was from the start. He used me. Planned to be a Wall Street hotshot, then toss me aside. He thought my family was wiped out. That no one had my back. That he could walk all over me. He didn’t break until his company was bleeding partners and staring down bankruptcy. He got on his knees, crying and begging me to forgive him.

She has the perfect life. The perfect marriage. The perfect lie. On the night of her wedding anniversary, Ariana Cole receives no flowers, no kiss, no warmth. Just a cold dinner and a silence that finally breaks her. Then came Luca, the man who once made her feel like fire and vanished without a goodbye. When fate throws him back into her life, so does everything she thought she buried: her desire, betrayal, and the aching truth that her perfect marriage is a beautiful lie. Torn between a husband who’s suddenly desperate to win her back, and an ex who never truly left her, Ariana slips into a dangerous double life. Then come the anonymous messages, the buried secrets, the undeniable chemistry and the truth that her past was stolen… not forgotten. As passion reignites and manipulation turns deadly, Ariana must confront a devastating revelation: someone close to her stole her chance at happiness. And they’re not done yet. With her reputation shattered, a scandal threatening to destroy her career, and the man she truly loves falsely accused, Ariana has one choice: surrender to control or fight her way to freedom, truth, and love. This time, she’s not breaking. This time, she chooses herself …and love follows.

Keluarga Mahendra Orlando merupakan Crazy Rich Asian dari Indonesia yang telah menetap di New York lebih dari 10 tahun. Mereka punya anak kembar: Paris Mahendra Orlando dan Ankara Mahendra Orlando. Meskipun dilahirkan sebagai kembar--mereka sangat jauh berbeda.Paris Mahendra Orlando terlahir sebagai pria pemalas yang mencintai seni lebih dari segalanya. Orang tuanya tidak terlalu mengharapkan Paris. Bagi mereka Paris hanyalah aib keluarga--dia cuma bayi besar yang merepotkan. Hidup Paris terasa lebih berwarna setelah ia bertemu Jessica Flowers--penari tiang yang secara kebetulan bertemu dengannya di beberapa tempat. Berbeda dari Paris, Ankara Mahendra Orlando selalu menuai prestasi. Setelah lulus kuliah, dia meneruskan bisnis perbankan keluarganya, Orlando Best Bank. Ankara sukses besar di dunia bisnis New York dan menjadi inspirasi kalangan muda. Ankara menikah dengan seorang penari balet terkenal di New York bernama Chantelle Grace atas permintaan Ibunya. Ankara tidak mencintai Grace namun berpura-pura seakan dia berhasil membangun sebuah keluarga bahagia. Bagaimana kisah selanjutnya? Bagaimana hubungan Paris dengan penari strip, Jessica Flowers? Bagaimana hubungan Ankara dan penari balet terkenal, Chantelle Grace?

"Babygirl?" I asked again confused. "I call my submissive my baby girl. That's a preference of mine. I like to be called Daddy." He said which instantly turned me on. What the hell is wrong with me? " *** Iris was so excited to leave her small town home in Ohio to attend college in California. She wanted to work for a law firm one day, and now she was well on her way. The smell of the ocean air was a shock to her senses when she pulled up to Long beach, but everything was so bright and beautiful. The trees were different, the grass, the flowers, the sun, everything was different. The men were different here. Professor Ryker Lorcane was different. He was intelligent but dark. Strong but steady. Everything the boys back home were not. *** I moaned loudly as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly each time going a little deeper. "You feel so good baby girl," he said as he slid back in. "Are you ready to be mine?" He said looking at me with those dark carnal eyes coming back into focus. I shook my head, yes, and he slammed into me hard. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes Daddy, I want to be yours," I said loudly this time.

One immigration application ended my marriage— and erased me from my husband’s world forever. I was Arabella Ashford— the wife of the man everyone wanted to marry. An Italian mafia heir—Born into power, wealth, and fear. A bloodline successor watched by international law enforcement, forbidden to cross borders, permanently barred from U.S. territory. They said he adored me— built me a private estate so I’d never hear the city, sent me flowers for no reason, just to make me smile, remembered every little thing I liked, every habit and quirk, No one saw the truth. And while the world called him perfect— he was putting another woman in my place, and another life in her womb. So I made my choice. I filed for permanent residency overseas. With that one signature, I erased myself from his world. From that moment on, he would never find me again. This was the price of his betrayal. He didn’t realize I was losing him that day. When he discovered the woman he betrayed was already beyond his reach. That was when he lost everything. He gave up his position. Walked away from his inheritance. Turned his back on a throne men would kill for— all to cross an ocean he was never allowed to enter.

Millie Caldwell fails to win Winston Greer's heart despite them being married for three years. They get married after a misunderstanding, and Millie goes back to being the princess of the Caldwell family.Her father asks, "When are you going to inherit my billions, sweetheart?"Her mother beams. "Be a designer like me! You're bound to become famous with me backing you up!"Her grandmother says sternly, "Mills has to take up medicine. Think about her prowess in the medical field—it'd be a waste not to use her skills!"Millie asks her grandfather, "What do you think, Grandpa?"He looks pleased. "How about we drink some tea and plant some flowers? You can enjoy your retirement before you're due for it."Millie thinks this is the best her life can get… until Winston latches onto her and refuses to let go."I regret everything, Mills." He holds her tightly after getting drunk. His eyes are red, and he chokes up as he says, "Can you call me your husband just one more time?"Millie smiles. "Have some shame, jerkface."Jerkface says, "Being shamed means nothing compared to having you as my wife."

To Riley, it was about to be a perfect night. flowers, candles, chocolates and the perfect proposal. She couldn't picture any other reason why Adam, her boyfriend of three years would want to take her out on a perfect date at the most romantic restaurant in the city after dropping so many hints that he is finally ready to marry her. Meanwhile, the night turned out to be nothing like Riley predicated, in fact, it was the complete opposite. A heartbreak in one hand and a one night stand with an ex in the other, the night became the beginning of the many wrongs that were yet to come in Riley's life. Riley, in a bid to run away from her nightmares and what has now become a shattered life, moved to New york city where she got a job at an advertising agency owned by the sophisticated and brilliant Amelia. Riley started anew and was good at her job and was just on the verge of becoming best friends with her boss when she discovered out that her ex who she had a one night stand with is the husband her boss couldn't stop talking about. Riley is torn between keeping the hot romance turned affair with the man she once loved and almost married and being the perfect friend to her new boss who has helped her in every way and was nothing but a good friend.

Screw standard blurbs. This isn't an ordinary book... This is a paranormal romance, with a reverse harem feel. Addictive as crack, and I'm not talking old, hairy builders crack either. Don't expect any fluff or happy endings, because what you'll actually get is bad attitudes, foul language, and men so damn hot, they'll melt your panties off with just one look. Read the book. Let me pull you in and make you fall in love, before viciously ripping out your heart, just because I can. By the end of the book, expect to be ugly crying, while you plot my slow, yet painful death. As tempted as you are, do not throw your tablet at the wall. I promise I'll send one of my hunks to rescue you from that cliff you're currently hanging from by your bra straps. You're welcome. I'll see you in the next book, sweetcheeks.