Olivia is betrothed to Davien, a mafia lord, to secure peace and prevent her father from going to jail. With her wedding to Davien fast approaching, Olivia is terrified to marry a man she hardly knows. There is either death or last breath together till the end. But what will happen when she finds out her father isn't has pure and simple as she thought, her developing desires for her husband and her new life. Hoping to find her way out in her new world.. what happens to her father ?
I STOOD AT THE FRONT OF THE SMALL ORATORY AND TOOK A DEEP breath. My heart flicked in my chest like a butterfly confined in a glass carafe. I looked at my husband to be, Davie Montanelli, the heir to the Montanelli Corporation and the legitimate face of the family business. He looked every inch the respectable businessman standing there in his exquisitely tailored suit, which was perfectly fitted to the contours of his body. There was no doubt that he was the finest man, no! Most handsome man I had ever seen in my life.
A fine dusting of thin hair mustache above his upper lip, his strong jawline, thick dark hair, the perfect haircut. It was just enough to grab a handful of. His eyes, dark brown, I had never seen such a beautiful set of eyes in my entire life, it was captivating. I looked down at my dress. It was an elegant dress stoned with the finest diamonds and made of the finest silk, a customized dress that fits the Montanelli tradition. I had dreamed of my wedding with my mother by my side watching me get married to the man I love, but then it was just a dream. My mother no more, no dream man, in reality I'm about to get married to a man most women would give everything to have him. Rumors say wherever he went, women flocked to him like fireflies to a flame. To the few people who were witness to this marriage, it must have looked like a fairy-tale. But it was far from it. This was no dream come true. This was my nightmare, getting married to a man I barely knew... Davie Montanelli was no Prince Charming. Although his looks stated otherwise, and I couldn't lie. I was charmed, regardless, he was the king of the underworld business, killed and claimed everything he wanted, and his business stood out against other competitors. He was just making me his bride to help his business and gain more power, and because he wanted me to give him an heir. And if I wanted to save my father from ending up broke and locked up or the worst thing that could happen, dead, I had to keep up with the whole charade. We had barely said I do. When I saw myself being escorted out of the chapel by a team of armed guards, confused I searched for my father and his standing outside, relieved I walked to him and my father had hugged me tightly with a solemn look on his face, while my mother would have loved to see her only child walking down the aisle. We both dreamed of this day, but then it was all just a dream, my mother no more and my dream man not found. I walked side by side with the hefty bodyguards, no sign or cheer of congratulations. Davie loosened his tie and walked to the car at the front of the convoy. 'Take her to the house,' he barked to one of his minions without giving me even a cursory glance. I blinked in the heat of the midday sun as I felt the sob welling in my throat. I swallowed it down and took a deep breath. None of these men would ever have the pleasure of seeing me cry. I felt a strong hand grasp my elbow as I was escorted to another car. The door was opened for me to climb inside, followed by two big guards that were sandwiched beside me, making me so uncomfortable. The Boss says to take her home, the biggest one said to the driver, who simply nodded in response and started the engine. Home? That would be laughable if it weren't so sad. The place we were driving to wasn't my home, and it never would be. My home was my apartment back in New York, close to my father and my best friend. I choked down another sob as it threatened to escape my throat. I consoled myself with the fact that at least Davie wasn't coming back to the house with me. If rumors were to be believed, he had a different woman for every night of the week. His reputation as a player was well documented. Our marriage was one of convenience and business, and I hoped that he would continue to fulfill any of his carnal needs with his hoes and lovers rather than with me - at least until he wanted his heir. An hour later, the car pulled up outside a beautiful gated mansion deep in the hills of Venezia. The Italian influence was obvious from the minute we drove the gates, despite not wanting to be here, I'd say this place was breathtakingly beautiful and quiet. The beauty brought a sense of peace and calmness. But a cage was still a cage.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."