Laszlo Set Me Down! Right now!" I looked at him angrily and screamed at the top of my lungs at him. What a waste! What a waste! What a waste! How did I act? Did I just call the emperor by his first name in front of the entire Royal Staff and yell at him? Oh no, I'm in a fix. He placed me down on my feet and observed me with a deadly look. I froze as I gazed into his devil-blue eyes. Is He Going to Kill Me? If you weren't my wife and Empress, this would really change! However, I still have to punish you!" With a scowl, he moved in closer. I was flung upon something before I had the chance to consider fleeing! I was lying on his shoulder, upside down. Today I am screwed!
Italy's Rome
One place tale is not all that exists in life!
Whoa!
The gunshot echoed through the tumultuous atmosphere. Proletariat feathers fluttered across the air, and the surrounding spirits were overcome by darkness. The quiet is broken by the voice, which is deep, rugged, husky, and seductive.
"Zale Clean It!"
He turns, leaving the rifle in his men's hands, and approaches his frightened butler Rob while still standing.
His hands were shaking as he held the water dish, and a horribly cold perspiration was still covering his cheeks.
With his intimidating gaze, he looks up and secures his position, gazing down right away.
Nobody Sees the King's Eyes!
"Get me and Malkiel something to eat!" He gave an instruction, wiping his hands on the white towel and heading out the door with Zale, his chaperone.
"Sure Emperor!" Rob bows his head and turns to leave.
The palace is completely silent, and everything is dark. The floor and walls were covered in a traditional rustic and modern décor that included outstanding German paintings and architecture hanging from a large chandelier.
They covered the floor with a magnificent, hand-made, antique blue Persian carpet. The invigorating aroma wafted through the surroundings.
With their royal swords and weapons drawn, the royal security and bodyguards were positioned around the mansion like mannequins.
"Titan! For a few hours in Turin, your mother had called on you. It's important, she says. The old marble floor resonated with their footsteps.
"Mr. Laszlo, you also have Eve's Party in Milan to attend. We must be present. "It's for fundraising," Zale said, turning to face László Michael Rodriguez.
His thick, gorgeous, and well styled hair was raven-smooth and tousled.
He pauses, pivots a little, and turns to face Zale. He looked at him with piercing, captivating, deep green eyes that had a tint of blue in them. Zale glances down, terrified.
Strong arms, a solid chest, and packs of abs in the abdomen complemented his well-defined face, which had a prominent, pointed jaw that curved beautifully.
His perfect neck, throat, and larynxes also displayed the twining cords of the muscles that sculpted his complete body. He was built like a machine.
He was an Adonis. He parted his full, pointed lips, leaving the words on his tongue.
"After that, grab Malkiel, let's head out, and give my executive assistant, Hector, a call. Tell him that the vacation is over. Arrange for departure. He looked at Zale and said,
"This is my third sentence." Zale nodded, stopped, turned around, and stood next to the door.
Italy's Turin.
"What are you doing Mrs. Rodriguez?" Arawn With a scowl, Edward sat down next to his wife Elizabeth Michael, the former Empress, and watched her intently as she was engrossed in filing.
"Setting up your son with females! What more is there? She looks up at her husband definitely and says, "He never gonna show interest until he gets his one aspired woman and this makes me think seldom, he is gay."
"Well, I'm positive my son is straight. However, you must point, and I can assist." He responds, gathering the remaining files and glancing around for a bit before groaning and tossing them all onto the table.
"This is hard!" As Elizabeth says, her husband looks up at her and nods arbitrarily.
"None are suitable for your demanding son's choices." Arawn stares, and she gives the uneasily positioned maid a glare up at her.
"Keep it down!" she exhorted, smiling neutrally, and the maids calmed down, leaving the tray down. "Have you seen Brian?" "People are scared of me because of Laszlo!".
Arawn questioned as he picked up his drink and leaned back to watch Elizabeth hand her another glass.
Indeed, your purported mistress. I sometimes think you married him rather than me." Arawn laughed quietly and brought the glass to his lips, drinking a few sips before opening his mouth again as she glared.
"Well, that Mistress, actually has a pretty daughter!" When Arawn revealed, Elizabeth was shocked.
"Wait he has a daughter!" Arawn looks at her and nods in response to her repeated question.
"Why was I aware of it?
She asked in shock, "I mean, I was by your side all the time," to which Arawn responded with a smile and a back rub.
"That's because he helps me out. He kept his wife and daughter a secret. He wished for them to be safe." He responds, and she gives him a short look before her lips curled slightly. Arawn grinned. Was he thinking what his wife was thinking?
There were plenty of people in dresses and tuxedos inside the theater. He strolls around making everyone stand in their designated spots and stoop to welcome him. Security graciously moves the crowd aside to make room for him to approach the magnificent throne of the theater.
Laszlos settles into his chair with gentleness and gives a head nod. Everyone in the hallway keeps to themselves. The owner moved right away, setting the champagne and wine glasses in front of him.
Hector nodded in agreement as he moved in the direction of the moderator. The curtain rises, and Eve begins.
Greetings, ladies.
Backstage was in a massive hurry. When word spread that the emperor would soon arrive, everyone hurried to their positions.
"Have you seen the ruler? He is very nice, generous, and youthful." The females chuckled and chattered in their native tongues.
"Astraea Vance, Miss. This is your first performance.
Sighing, she turned to face the mirror, took a few deep breaths, bent over, picked up her pointe or ballet shoes, and turned to go.
"Hector, call Mother informing her we will be arriving soon!" Hector gets up and walks away as he says this. With purpose, all of the surrounding lights vanished into the night, and the stage spotlight closed.
The performance began as soon as the musicians gradually turned on their instruments.
Laszlos is seen drinking wine when his heart starts to pound against his ribs. She glowed as she moved across the stage, twirling and swirling in the blue costume.
His heart was pounding nonstop, getting louder every second. This was not how it felt before. It was amazing, enigmatic, and unorthodox.
They briefly had the impression that the world was far away from them and that this was indeed the case. Her gorgeous smile and her brilliantly shining cerulean eyes were visible to him throughout the LED screen.
She was genuinely happy doing whatever it was that she was doing.
He closed his eyes, sighed, and turned to face Zale.
"We are heading out, Zale. Hector, Join me at Home After Benefaction!" He declared he was going to get up, and his bodyguard circled around and protected him from all sides.
With his troops after him, his huge steps traversed the overlaid floor. The driver quickly opens the door for him, and he tumbles inside the quickly moving vehicle.
Rodriguez Empire Real Estate
"The emperor is here!" Elizabeth was informed by the servants while she sat with Arawn. They glance at her as they nod collectively. She nodded and ambled away as footsteps shattered the silence of the mansion, and Elizabeth beamed Spontaneously.
"You both old couple can't help but trouble me!" Laszlos significant Italian accent left his lips.
"We are your parents, young Blood." Arawn scowled, and Elizabeth beamingly embraced her son tightly.
"Not having a feast this evening. This talk is crucial!" She says, and Laszlos expression changes to one of confusion. Arawn's smile surpasses all the males in the vicinity and mentally accommodates his son. They stooge and move on, leaving them by themselves in the living room.
His parents watched him intently as he studied peacefully in their lap.
"All Good?" He looked at independence, and they nodded affirmatively. After a period of intense staring at them, Laszlo leaned over to retrieve the water off the table before Elizabeth pushed it away to continue staring at him.
"You will be getting married in a month!" As he sat quietly staring at them, Arawn said. With no opposition, Elizabeth and Arawn exchange troubled glances.
"Lady!" Laszlos asked to look at them as he gulped down some water in a glass and looked at them.
"Astraea Vance is the daughter of Brian Vance. You will be meeting her tomorrow morning at brunch; she is now in Milan. Everything is systematized here."
Elizabeth pointed to her son's glasses as he studied them from his chair, seemingly uninterested in what they had to say.
I was unaware that Mr. Brian had a daughter.
"Text her address to me. I'll get to know her in person. There's no reason to put hardship on that young girl." As he starts to talk, Arawn interrupts.
"Not at all! You won't get to know her in person. I'm not sure what you will discuss with her. She is also not a little child. She and you are of the same age." Arawn said. Elisabeth nodded in agreement as László placed the glass on the table.
"All right! Tell the lady my entire description, though. Keep off the lurching!" László grinned and stood up, leaving the two astonished where they were.
"Did that boy just torment his father and mother?" Arawn exclaimed in disbelief, while Elizabeth rolled her eyes and sat down with concern.
"We are continuing where we left off. Now, nobody will support my son." Arawn melted when he saw her cry. He lets go of his rage and gives her a hug while they gaze at the deserted mansion.
"I'm going to marry that brat. Be at ease!" He responds, petting her once more.
It was a silent ride. He looked absently into the darkness, at the crossing lanes and the light. It was calm and peaceful. It was lovely and gracious, but it never felt like this again.
He slowly turns his penetrating stare to his men.
"Get me Brian Vance, ambiguous daughter, all the information." He charged, and as he gently inhaled, Hector recognized his head.
Dante Blackwell is the billionaire every woman dreams of but Sophia never imagined how dangerous that dream could become. When his mother is poisoned, Sophia is drawn into a deadly game of lies, manipulation, and wealth that could cost her everything. With love and trust on the line, can Sophia protect her heart from the man she thought she knew?
Rayleen Banks, a 24-year-old editor at an oil company in New York City, constantly faces criticism from her demanding boss, Ms. Newmort. Her only source of comfort is her supportive best friend, Amy, who helps her move on from a troubled past. When Rayleen becomes the personal assistant to Elliot Carter, a successful yet mysterious businessman, her life takes a new turn. Elliot, who leads a dominant lifestyle at night, introduces Rayleen, still a virgin, to a world of submission. She begins exploring her sexual side, becoming his part-time submissive. After a disturbing encounter with another dominant, Rayleen opens up about the dark secrets she's been carrying for most of her life. As she navigates the complex emotions of love within the BDSM world, Rayleen finds herself close to breaking, but Elliot is there by her side throughout the journey. Her life spirals as it becomes filled with tragedy-rape, murder, arson, breakups, and more-leaving Rayleen struggling to love both herself and Elliot. She begins to question the true identities of those closest to her, including Elliot and Amy. In just a few months, long-hidden truths are revealed, and Rayleen must face the ultimate challenge of forgiveness and letting go, as she discovers what true possession really means.
No one deserves to be caught in a tangled love triangle with their arranged spouse and his girlfriend, especially not Kyra Casella, a young woman who has endured years of abuse and depression and craves only love and affection. However, she finds herself in a marriage contract with her intensely attractive husband, Jayden Montero, who is determined to prevent any spark between them. He is focused on keeping their relationship cold to salvage his failing relationship with his girlfriend. But Jayden is facing an unexpected challenge-Kyra's irresistible charm. Her smiles, laughter, tears, and even the lightest touch pull him closer, making him question his resolve. Their connection is unfamiliar to both of them, yet it's intensely desirable and tempting to explore. The million-dollar question is: Will their repressed feelings and undeniable attraction be powerful enough to overcome the challenges standing in their way, or will it end as another heartbreaking love story? Discover this captivating tale filled with romance, drama, and the exploration of uncharted emotions.
It is a one night stand for a 24 years old college girl, Annabelle. With no strings attached. When she sees her baby father on the cover page of a magazine tagged as a billionaire and a Casanova, her mother is set on using him to change their poor status. Aidan is a 26 years old billionaire with a high sexual urge, ever since the night with Anna. He is less interested in keeping a woman and having a baby is totally out of it. When confronted with the news of Anna's pregnancy, he denies it until her mother threatens to tarnish his image. Will Aidan agree to the marriage? Will Anna keep the pregnancy even after the rejection? Will she be able to take his insults and the fact that he finds her unwanted?
"Nevaeh," Aiden softly murmured, "can I lay my head on your shoulder?" I gave a small nod, allowing him to rest his head. He closed his eyes. "Thank you," he exhaled with a sense of peace. "It feels like heaven." "Heaven?" "Your name spelled backward, isn't it?" From the moment I first laid eyes on Aiden Klein, one thought immediately struck me-how flawless he seemed. Aiden, a hardworking man deeply devoted to his family, has captured the attention of many women. Despite his wealth and status as a powerful figure in the business world, what truly stands out is his kind heart. People often wonder, "What would it be like to be loved by him?" But, unfortunately, the answer remains unknown. His heart is cold. He sees no woman. He avoids their touch. Aiden Klein, it appears, cannot love. But I know the truth. Aiden Klein is capable of a love so intense, it could shatter you. I've glimpsed it once, purely by accident. He's the hero who's been broken. And I am the villain of this tale.
Raelynn is smart and beautiful, but she hides behind her huge frames, ponytail, baggy clothes and high school status of being a nerd, because she hates being the center of attention. Bryce is handsome, rich and popular. He has a notorious reputation of being a player. What happens when they set their eyes on each other? Sparks fly and people get burned. All it took was one night of passion for Raelynn to walk away with the secret she carries. How will Bryce react, when he realize that he not only got Raelynn pregnant, but is actually a father who missed the first five years of his kid's life? They say that those who never make mistakes lose a great many chances to learn something. Will they have learned anything and forgive each other? Will this secret make them? OR break them beyond repair? They met for a reason! Either to be a blessing or a lesson! I think I'll let you decide.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony. On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide. Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge." On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."
Book 1 Amethyst prayed for her childhood best friend to be her mate. Everyone stares, they tease, they bully her for being an orphan but Mason was different. He protected her, he defended her. The Alpha's son loved her since they were pups. But you can't be kids forever. Everything turned sour when Mason began training to take over the Stone Heart Pack. He turned on her just like everyone else, Mason made her the target of his ruthless antics and when they turned of age - it got worse. Mason doesn't want an orphan for a mate. She has no power, no status and he wants someone with wealth to carry the Luna title. Amethyst isn't it. Everything crashes down, the humiliation and rejection too much to bare, turning Rogue was her only option. She couldn't submit any longer to the torture and living in the woods for a couple years before death seemed less painful. Until a man arrives. Claiming that Amethyst isn't an orphan. That she belongs to one of the five founding families. Amethyst thought that rejection was where her life ended. Wait till she finds out that it's only the beginning and neither her heart or life are safe. ******** Book 2 Maverick's past is a secret for a reason, there are rumors spread that he made deals with ancient witches to get the power every member longs for. But it's just a rumor....or is it? There is a reason why his mind and heart are always at war because if he claims Sage as his, hell would rip her from this earth. The best option is to stay away from her, to not have contact with her. What can he do when she shows up at his territory? Desperate to escape her grief. The problem is, Maverick made promises and with Sage in the picture - he can't keep them. There is a reason why Maverick is the Forbidden Alpha.. and Sage is about to find out what being a Fated Mate truly means. ******* Book 3 Jasmine Ravenstone gave up everything for a man who couldn't speak. Renouncing her Alpha title and fleeing with Kyson Zero, she has no idea of the past he carries or the Fated Mate curse she will endure. Being born from the first witch in existence, Kyson and Kier had to go through lifetimes to kill their father and never succeeded in their destiny. Now, the seal has been broken and they are down to their last life. If they don't kill their father then the supernatural world will cease to exist. Kyson didn't realize the ramifications of his actions. Stealing a Fated comes with consequences, a sirebond that ties Jasmine to him. He didn't expect a curse that will cause damnation. ******* Book 4 Kier Zero returns to his life as Alpha, after ultimately killing his first tormentor. But that was only his first demon, there is a second one that haunts him. Marked by Olivia Aspen, he wants as much distance away from her as possible. Until she arrives, with a mysterious power that everyone seems to want and a debt to a deadly vampire. She has no one to consult, stranded and lost in a world without a pack or home. Olivia chooses to repay her debt, but that comes with strings attached when the charming vampire has more to offer than she ever could have imagined.
For the sake of their company, Atasha Rae was forced to marry the known heartless billionaire, Lorcan Amadeus. But it only took her a week as his wife because later on, he suddenly wants a divorce immediately. So as he wished, she signed the divorce paper even after admitting to herself that she was somehow starting to fall inlove with him. Heart badly wounded, she ran away from his life. Until she discovers that she's pregnant with his child and as a result, she ends up with no choice but to keep it a secret. Out of Lorcan's awareness, she's keeping a secret that would lead him to an overflowing regret. Because for a week of their fallen marriage beyond repair, she's carrying the billionaire's heir.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
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.