LOVING A RORORAL LORD

TAYLOR MACKENZIE At first, I wanted to run away from my life, but I met him, Diego Salvatore. He trained me, helped me become stronger so I could avenge those who hurt me. At first it was clearly business until that night. And now, I want more nights with him, more days with him. This wasn't right, it'll drift me from my vengeance journey, but Diego Salvatore was my man, my very own. However, I'm torn between my hatred towards his father who caused I and my father pain, and his love for me. What's it going to be? Love sex or revenge? DIEGO SALVATORE. Taylor was just a nanny, a fucking nanny but somehow she's managed to cloud my thoughts, my visions, my mind and most importantly, my life. I was drunk that day and she walked in, playing her servant duties and yes I felt like having a woman by my side, she seemed to coorporate and we had sex. It was sex, everyone does it. However, Taylor was different. She felt different, tasted different. It was supposed to end there but it didn't, I wanted more with her, I wanted so badly to be inside her, over and over. It's fucking killing me, Taylor will be the end of me, but she's just a nanny, why does her presence makes me horny? Maybe she was bought by my father but she's mine and I wouldn't let anyone near or hurt her, not even my own father.... WHISPERS OF RETRIBUTION. Copyright 2024. Blaliy Lilian All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written consent of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously and are a product of the author's imagination. Note: This book contains explicit sex scenes and is not suitable for readers below 18.

The sound of metal scraping against metal jolted me awake. My eyes fluttered open, but I was met with darkness, my surroundings unfamiliar. Panic surged through my veins as I realized I was in the backseat of a car, my hands tied behind my back. I recalled what happened earlier, the note. I was still on the red gown, it was all a lie. Who would want to hurt me, who exactly? Frantically, I wriggled against the restraints behind me, the knots biting into my skin. I needed to call for help, anyone at all. "Help!" I screamed, my voice echoing in the confined space. But there was no response, only the eerie silence of my captivity. Suddenly, the car rumbled to life. My heart raced. What was happening? I couldn't think as I kicked at the door, desperate to escape, but it wouldn't budge. Tears welled in my eyes as the realization dawned upon me, I might die. "Please no, no God," I wept, my tears mixing with my makeup but I didn't care, my life was more important. My cries grew louder, more desperate, but still, no one came to my aid, not like it was their fault, because the last thing I could remember was the park, how did I get to God knows where. More fear consumed me as the car lurched forward, where was it taking me? Suddenly, the car came to a halt, and my eyes widened in horror. I looked around and realized where I was—the junkyard. The air was thick with the stench of rust and decay as the car was lifted into the air by a massive crane, heading straight for the crusher. My world came to a momentary stop. "No! Please, no!" I screamed, my voice raw with terror. I thrashed against my bonds, but it was futile. "God, no.. please!" More tears streamed down my cheeks as the walls of the car began to close in around me. My screams reached a deafening pitch as the car crusher began to crush the vehicle. I was inside it. I pounded on the windows, my cries echoing through the empty yard, but there was no one to hear me, no one to save me. The sound of metal groaning and collapsing around me only added to the horror of the moment, and I cried out in anguish, the fear and helplessness consuming me. I gave up, I had to, there was no point. Amidst the chaos around me, I could only think of one person. Dr. Nick, how on Earth would he find me? "Oh, God." Suddenly, a familiar voice shattered the silence. "Jasmin!" it cried out. And once again, he came for me. Tears filled my eyes as I watched him run towards the car. The crusher might finish what's left of me before he even got to me. I shut my eyes close as tears flowed down my eyes. Our love was like Medicine mixed with few drops of Romance.....

As we reached the main road, my father stopped, seemingly waiting for someone. "Papa, why are we here?" I questioned, my voice trembling. "Be quiet, Aria. You ask too many questions," he replied, refusing to meet my gaze. "Papa?" I called out, concerned as I noticed his trembling hands and perspiring brow. He turned to face me, his eyes filled with anxiety. "What's wrong?" I asked, my worry intensifying. He seemed worn out and stressed, as if he might collapse at any moment. "Aria," he began, but his sentence was cut short by the squealing of tires approaching us. Not just one car, but two... no, three. Before I could comprehend what was happening, we were surrounded. The door of the Lamborghini Huracán swung open, and a tall man stepped out. I found myself gaping at him before a black sack was forcefully placed over my head. I struggled, kicking and fighting, but then I heard a distinct click. "Do anything stupid, and Francesco dies..." "Francesco? That was my father... my own father..." I tried to calm myself, even though not entirely successfully, as I was thrown into a car. The journey began, and with the sack still covering my face, I had no idea where they were taking me. When the sack was finally removed, I found myself standing before Alessandro Genovese... SOLD TO THE MAFIA KING Copyright 2023. Blaliy Lilian.A. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written consent of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously and are a product of the author's imagination.

SYNOPSIS. In a world of Wizards, Witches, Vampires and Lycans there's only one source to power. A threat to some and a bloodline to another. It's the war for a hybrid. Vampire and Lycan collision. Blaliyfriction with ❤️ APOCALYPSE. Copyright 2023. Lilian Anyadike All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written consent of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously and are a product of the author’s imagination. This isn’t your idea, Vampire and Werewolf books, this is actually a combination of different creatures merged into one. A product of the writers imagination. Thank you.

고등학교 열병. Copyright 2023. 릴리안 안야디케 모든 권리 보유. 이 책의 어떤 부분도 저자의 서면 동의 없이 어떤 형태로든 복제하거나 전송할 수 없으며, 리뷰 목적으로만 짧은 구절을 인용할 수 있는 리뷰어는 예외입니다. 이 책은 허구의 작품입니다. 이름, 인물, 장소 및 사건은 허구적으로 사용되었으며 저자의 상상력의 산물입니다. INTRO 무뚝뚝하지만 더 많은 것을 이룰 수 있다고 생각하는 은경에게 서준이 나타나고 두 사람 사이에 유쾌한 로맨스가 시작되지만, 운명을 바꾸려는 서준의 오빠 서윤의 방해에 부딪힌다. 둘도 모르는 누군가가 그들의 관계와 가족, 행복을 모두 빼앗으려 하는데....... Blaliy Lilian.

Despite being a dullard Eun Kyung feels she can achieve more, Seo Jun comes to the picture and a funny romance starts between them, it's opposed by Seo Yun Seo Jun's brother who tries to change their fate. Unknown to them someone is out to take both their relationship, family and happiness away....... Blaliyfriction with ❤️

Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.

Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe.

“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”

If desire were a blade, their first encounter left him bleeding in silence. He'd built a life on peril and pleasure, armor forged from recklessness, never imagining a woman could make him lower his guard. But even with the truth veiled in lies, he was already in too deep-entangled in the game, and captivated by the player.

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."

Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."