Nadia's life was a symphony of flour, sugar, and the contented sighs of satisfied customers. Her bakery, "Flour & Fancy," was a haven of warmth and comfort, away from the whispers of the city's underbelly. One rainy afternoon, a misplaced invitation shattered the tranquility. Addressed to "Nadia Petrova," it spoke of a lavish wedding for a couple she didn't recognize. Intrigued by the strange coincidence and fueled by a touch of reckless curiosity, Nadia tucked the invitation into her pocket. Over the following weeks, the misplaced invitation became a twisted calling card. Cryptic messages, delivered through seemingly ordinary means – tucked under her bakery door, finding it in her purse – drew Nadia deeper into Dante's world. Torn between her fear and a growing fascination with the man behind the power, Nadia began to search for the enigmatic Don only to come up with nothing not even his picture. Her creations, infused with love and a hint of rebellion, became a silent conversation between them. The night of the wedding, a world unseen by Nadia unfolded. The venue, a mansion shrouded in shadows, pulsed with a dangerous energy. Inside, opulent chaos reigned – glittering gowns, veiled threats exchanged under crystal chandeliers, and a tension that crackled in the air. Here, Nadia encountered Dante Russo, the enigmatic Don. His gaze, as sharp as obsidian, held a flicker of surprise when he saw her. Despite the danger radiating from him, Nadia couldn't deny a spark of attraction. She found herself to be the center of the invitation. She was the bride without even realizing it. Dante realizes that there was a mix-up. She was not the girl he hired to be his fake bride. To save face, he comes up with a plan. She had two choices either accept the deal or get killed by the Don. As Nadia learned more about Dante's world, the harsh realities of the mafia life clashed with her kind heart. Witnessing a brutal act of violence forced her to confront the darkness that lurked beneath the surface. Their connection, a forbidden dance on the edge of a knife, threatened to unravel everything. One night, she stumbled upon a truth. They used her as bait, luring Dante into a trap. The invitation was not a mix-up. It was deliberately sent by her husband's brother. The ensuing chaos forced Nadia to choose – retreat to the safety of her bakery or fight for the man who had awakened a fierce protectiveness within her. As she was picking up the broken pieces, she came to know the dark secret. Her parents were killed by Dante Russo 10 years ago. Thrown into yet another challenge, she navigated her way through. In the end, Dante dismantled the violent operations of the Russo family, leaving behind a legacy of justice. Nadia, no longer just a baker, became his partner, not just in love, but in building a new future.
Sunlight streamed through the bakery window, painting golden squares on the worn wooden counter. The air vibrated with the rhythmic thwack of Nadia's whisk against a stainless-steel bowl, the sound a familiar melody in her symphony of daily routines.
Flour dusted her apron like a chef's badge of honor, a testament to the hours spent crafting edible masterpieces. The aroma of cinnamon and cloves hung heavy, a comforting fragrance that spoke of warm hearths and cherished memories. Today, as always, Nadia was in her element.
Nadia, the owner of "Flour & Fancy," wasn't just a baker; she was an artist, a magician who transformed simple ingredients into edible works of art. Her bakery was her haven, a sanctuary of warmth, sugar, and the happy murmurs of satisfied customers.
Unlike the fast-paced, impersonal world outside, Nadia's life was a symphony of slow, deliberate movements. The rhythmic kneading of the dough, the gentle whoosh of the oven, the clinking of teacups against saucers - each sound was a familiar note in her daily composition.
Flour & Fancy, her haven nestled on a quiet corner street, wasn't just a bakery; it was an extension of her soul. Every cupcake swirl, every intricately piped flower on a wedding cake, held a fragment of her passion and artistry. It was a testament to her resilience, a sweet victory built on grit and a love for all things sugar. Orphaned young, Nadia had clawed her way up, turning her childhood comfort food into a thriving business. Flour & Fancy wasn't just a source of income; it was a symbol of self-reliance, a fragrant ode to overcoming adversity. It was her everything. Without Flour & Fancy, Nadia can not exist.
Today, however, a discordant note disrupted the rhythm of her routine. As the last of the morning rush subsided, Nadia found herself flipping through a glossy magazine left behind by a customer. Usually, she avoided such publications, finding their preoccupation with the rich and glamorous frivolous in comparison to the simple pleasures her life offered. But today, a headline on the gossip page caught her eye: "The Notorious Russo Empire: A Glimpse into the Opulent World of Mafia Luxury."
A shiver danced down her spine as she read the exposé detailing the ruthless power struggles and ostentatious displays of wealth within the Russo family. The world it depicted was everything Flour & Fancy wasn't – cold, calculating, and consumed by violence. A world she found abhorrent. Nadia skimmed through the photos, scoffing at the diamond-encrusted jewelry and ostentatious mansions. Just as she was about to close the magazine, a sharp chime from the door announced a new arrival.
Looking up, Nadia expected to see Mrs. Periwinkle, the sweet elderly lady with a perpetual craving for her signature lemon chiffon cake. Instead, a young woman with nervous energy practically vibrated in the doorway. Her carefully styled hair and designer clothes felt out of place in the warm, flour-scented haven. She looked way too fancy to step foot in a place like this.
"Hi, I'm uh, Nadia?" The woman stammered, clutching a pristine white envelope.
Nadia blinked, surprised. "Yes, that's me. Can I help you with something?"
The woman thrust the envelope forward, her voice barely a whisper. "This came for you? I mean, for a Nadia, but it looked fancy and I wasn't sure..."
Nadia took the envelope, her brow furrowing as she examined the embossed lettering. "Nadia Petrov," it read in elegant calligraphy, addressed to a grand estate on the outskirts of town. A shiver danced down her spine. The name wasn't hers, but it was close enough to send a jolt of curiosity through her.
"Must be a case of mistaken identity," Nadia said, forcing a smile.
The woman seemed relieved. "Probably. Sorry to bother you!"
Nadia watched her leave, then weighed the envelope in her hand. The address belonged to the Russo estate, the sprawling mansion shrouded in mystery and rumored connections to the city's powerful mafia families. Intrigue battled with caution in Nadia's mind. The baker in her, the one who craved new experiences, who found inspiration in the unexpected, was itching to explore this bizarre turn of events. The sensible part, however, urged her to toss the invitation in the trash and forget the whole thing.
Someone has rightly said, "Curiosity kills the cat."
But as Nadia stared at the opulent address, a mischievous glint sparked in her eyes. "Just a peek," she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips. "What's the worst that could happen?"
Ignoring the tiny voice of reason at the back of her mind, Nadia tucked the invitation into her pocket. The world of the Russo estate, so different from her own, beckoned with a strange allure. Little did Nadia know, that one peek would be the first step down a rabbit hole, a delicious, dangerous tumble into a world of frosting and firearms, of forbidden love and frosted danger.
A bustling metropolis, with hidden pockets serving as werewolf territories. Skyscrapers cast long shadows, and the city's hum masks the growls beneath the surface. Kai: A young werewolf, recently relocated to the city, struggling to adapt to the pack hierarchy and societal pressures. He possesses heightened senses and a rebellious streak. Elara: A cunning and ambitious werewolf leader, navigating the complex politics of the city's werewolf factions and protecting her territory fiercely. Dr. Evelyn Thorne: A brilliant human scientist, unaware of the werewolf world, who stumbles upon a secret that threatens both communities. Join me to find out what happens when opposing forces align.
This is an English translation of the famous Urdu novel "Jannat ke Pattay" This is a story of courage, reality, resilience and faith. The leading character Haya Salman, an LLB student who belongs to a conventional family.She got a scholarship from a Turkish university which a turning point for her.
This book is a collection of multiple short stories completely unrelated to each other. The stories include Age Gap, Mafia Romance, Enemies to Lovers and Neighbor romance Buckle up because i am going to take you on rollercoaster ride
Stefan Carter a successful business man with a dark and very cold personality because of his past. Unlike your typical bachelor he has no interest in flings. That all changes when he met Selena Hanson fresh out of college who is cautious in giving away her heart.
I'm Amara. Never been loved by my parents. Never been liked by my friends. Until one guy who saw me through my walls. He made me believe I'm loveable. Gave me strength to dream. Took my heart and crushed it. Left me with nothing. When i finally gathered the pieces he is back this time now as my boss. And he wants me back. Again. But I'm no more a naive girl i once was. He can't fool me with his charms again or that's what i thought. Will I be able to resist his charm this time?
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
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."
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."