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Alaina Westbrook's life is suddenly torn apart when her Billionaire parents are kidnapped right in front of her. The heiress is forced to run away and hide in the one place where she can ever be safe, within the Ferrari Dynasty family. In a twist of fate, she marries the heir to the dynasty, her first love but suffers a fate worse than death at his hands. Soon, she begins to uncover secrets that sets someone on edge, someone who wants her dead. And they succeed. As she lay bleeding out on the street, she swears that if she ever gets a chance to do it all again, she would get revenge. What happen when she wakes up in her body one year before her untimely death?
"Oh my god! Who. Is. That?"
A little buzz started behind Michel Ferrari, son and heir to the Ferrari Conglomerate.
He was curious but he couldn't turn around too fast. He had his dignity to keep.
But he kept his ears to the floor as the whispers got louder.
"She is gorgeous," someone whispered.
"Right! I don't think I've ever seen her before. Do you know who she is? Does anybody know who she is?"
The person must have been asking around because there were several murmured 'no's' in response.
"I'm gonna take a picture," someone else declared.
Now, Michel was really really curious. He had to see who this mystery beauty was.
Michel turned around slowly, careful to keep an air of nonchalance.
He turned around and immediately stopped in his tracks.
His mouth fell open, all the thoughts about his dignity flying out the window at the sight in front of him.
The woman walking towards him was an image out of a magazine.
She was dressed in a bright red dress that was short in the front, barely reaching her knees but long in the back.
Beautiful lush hair covered her bare shoulders in the strapless top of the dress.
Her silver heels had a replica of a butterfly at the back, giving the impression that she might be floating, not walking.
Her full, lush lips were blood red.
To cap it all up, she had a tiara... a freaking tiara!... on her head.
'Who the fuck wears a tiara to a business function!'
Michel's open mouth snapped shut and thinned out as he watched her approach.
A strong feeling welled up in his belly.
A feeling of disgust welled up in the pit of his stomach. Disgust... and unbearable attraction.
"She is gorgeous," someone beside him said. "I bet she's a model or something."
The compliments annoyed him even more than he already was.
Cameras clicked around him as people tried to capture her image.
Michel started forward furiously to meet her.
She hadn't given my impression of having noticed him yet but Michel was sure she was looking for him.
'Fucking clingy bitch!' He swore under his breath.
"Oh," someone muttered beside him.
He looked up to see old Mrs Featherwork giving him a look of horror.
He winced. His family did a lot of business with the Featherworks. He couldn't afford to antagonize them.
He forced himself to stop and turn to her. "Mrs Featherwork, my apologies. I was only talking to myself," he lied through his teeth.
She smiled and patted his hand gently. "I guess that's what it is like to be young again. Not much to swear at these days except my arthritis."
"Huh-hun," Michel muttered distractedly, his eyes following the woman.
She'd turned away from his direction and was walking the opposite way now.
The bloody crowd was actually parting for her. What the hell!
She was walking away from him. He knew the hall was massive and there were to many people in attendance...
But he basically towered over everyone else here. There was no way she couldn't see him.
"I'm sorry, Mrs Featherwork. I need to go. There's someone I need to catch," he said.
"Okay, honey. See you around," the sweet old lady said.
Michel left her and changed directions, cutting a path that he knew would get him right in front of her.
"Excuse me. Pardon me," he muttered impatiently as she moved people aside.
Finally, he reached her, walking right up in front of her.
"Maria," what the hell are you doing here?" He demanded.
She looked up and met his gaze for the first time.
She blinked, a look of faint surprise on her face as if she hadn't seen him this entire time.
For some reason, that annoyed him even more.
"Oh, hello there, dear husband," she said casually and walked right past.
Michel's head exploded in fury. 'Did that little slut just ignore me and walk out on me!'
He whirled around and stormed after her.
He grabbed her arm firmly from behind and whirled her around until she was facing him.
"Where the hell do you think you're going!" He snarled in her face.
Alaina blinked in surprise. "What do you mean where am I going? It's a party." She looked pointedly around the room. "I'm going to party."
"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid! I know it's a party. The question is why are you at this party," he demanded.
"Need I remind you, dear husband, that the Ferrari's are hosting a business dinner hall and as at yesterday, I AM a Ferrari," she waved her fingers in his face, the nice fat diamond that sealed her fate twinkling in the lights.
"You filthy gold digger!" Michel snarled.
Alaina dragged him close quickly, pretending to hug him.
With her mouth close to his ear, she whispered, "Careful husband, there are a lot of eyes on us. Wouldn't want the Ferrari's to be a source of gossip now, would you?"
Bile rose in Michel's throat. And it wasn't because of her words but the feel of her hot breath against his ear.
His body reacted so violently to it. He almost dragged her against him so he could feel her touch better.
Before he could make that mistake, he dragged himself back, pushing her away.
Alaina smiled and waved coyly. "See you around, husband."
She whirled around on her heels and marched away.
In one crazy, insane night, Dr Mikayla Wall falls in love at first sight and ends up having a one night stand... with a billionaire... in his car... on a beach, of all places! She'd sworn to never get involved with the rich, billionaire types due to her past trauma but this billionaire is determined to make her his.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but Little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.