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Born and bred in Naples, Italy, the full-blooded twenty five year old American Maya Creighton lost both her parents who had traveled to Italy for a job that cost them their lives. Running away from the orphanage she hated, she adapted to the streets, having minimal access to education and a wider one to violence. Known for her strength and brutality, Maya is regarded across streets of Italy as 'Guerriera' translated to mean 'warrior or fighter' due to her ruthlessness and fighting skills. But she makes a mistake one night during a mission and kills the only son of the infamous, dangerous drug baron in Italy who has always hated her guts. Now her boss is angry and scared, he sends her back to her land of origin where she meets and saves the life of Alan James McCoy, though anonymously. Her life takes many dramatic turns and difficult downhills when she finds herself kidnapping the children of the same man she saved.
I watched with a heavy, antsy heart and a look of apprehension clouded my face as the bullet hit the wrong target. Shit! I had killed the wrong person.
And it was no just ordinary person. It was the son of the infamous drug baron in the whole of Italy.
"What the hell, Guerriera?!" One of my men cursed. The fear in his voice was unmistakable.
"Let's go. Let's go!" I had to leave here before anyone saw. "Fuck it! Let's move!"
I forced my legs to move speedily to where our operation vehicle was parked and jumped into the passenger seat. My hands were trembling but I could not let my men see. I was the leader and I was meant to keep it calm and composed.
"How could you make such a mistake, Guerriera?!" The driver amongst us quickly pulled out of the driveway of the area where the operation had happened and zoomed off. Leaving dead bodies behind.
"You think I did this on purpose?!" I whirled on him angrily.
"You know what the boss would do to us if he finds out." Enzo from the back put in.
"This is fucked up! So fucked up!" Aldo punched the back of the driver seat where our driver - Matteo who we popularly call 'Speedy' due to his perfect efficiency in handling vehicles of any kind - occupied.
Viper - whose real name was unknown - sat quiet in the back seat. I looked at the rear mirror to meet his gaze. He stared back at me. Blank. He was usually the guy I was closest to amongst the rest.
We sort of had the same background story and we understood each other's life experiences. I wish he would say something. Anything. But he did not.
It could only mean he knew I had fucked up bad. I rested my head against the seat. How could I had made such mistake? When did I become such an amateur shooter?
I was the best shooter of the crew. My aim was always perfect, it did not matter where or how I was positioned, I always hit the target. The right one. With whatever weapon.
That was the reason my boss had chosen me to be the leader of the gang and I was the only woman. It was an all-male crew before I joined and there were doubts until they saw my capacity.
Even our boss was forced to notice me and subsequently make me the leader. He would be disappointed. So disappointed.
This was the son of his greatest enemy. And while they hated each other, they still tried not to get on anyone's terrain.
"We're here." Speedy announced.
There was supposed to be jubilation of some sort. It would have been a wonderful operation since we got what we had come for but that last shot had done me in.
"Let's go inside." I said rather deflated. I was trying not to let my fear surface.
"The boss will kill us, that's for sure." Enzo muttered loud enough for me to hear.
I passed Viper a quick glance but he still was not saying anything. He did not even come near me. He was disappointed in me.
I blew a breath, took one last breath and approached the house of Luigi Accardo popularly known as De'Bull, our boss. That man was the personification of brutality.
"Boss." I greeted, bowing my head as soon as I spotted him in the living room.
The others greeted him in likewise manner. He smiled but there was still the expression that read 'ruthlessness' in it.
"My American child. My Guerriera. You have once again made me proud." His chuckle twisted my guts more.
I was a full blooded American but had grown up in Italy. I was born and bred in Naples, the city my parents had come on a business trip.
My real name was Maya but the streets had given me Guerriera because of my fighting and shooting skills. Guerriera meant 'warrior'. People said I fought like one.
They even classified me as a demon too.
I gulped. But tonight I was not feeling like a demon. I was not feeling very evil or powerful at all.
"Here's the chip that you needed, boss." I handed him the a small bag that held the small, electronic object we had risked our heads for in one of the most dangerous organization for.
His eyes lit up. "Very wonderful, Guerriera"
Enzo nudged me. I gave him a look, he gestured with his eyes to the boss who was busy admiring the tiny chip. He wanted me to tell him.
Sooner or later, he would find out. And that was going to be worse. I knew it was the right thing to do. My heart beat faster. They said I did not have a heart, so what was pounding violently against my chest?
"Boss?"I called, my voice sounded uncertain.
"Yes?" The elderly man raised his head to look at me.
"Uhmm...there was an accident tonight." I began.
"What accident? You guys ran into another vehicle? Or into a tree? The vehicle is destroyed?" He waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry, I'm in a happy mood. Go, I'll order a new one tomorrow. A better one."
"T-that's not it, master." I said.
A curious frown appeared on his forehead. "What is it?" His gaze moved around our faces.
"I..." I swallowed as nerves twisted tight. "I ki..."
"I killed Don Giovanni's son."
My surprised gaze shifted to who had spoken. Viper. Why was he taking the fall for me? Even the rest of the gang were shocked as well.
"What?!" The boss's hand came down on his face in a hard slap. "Are you mad?! What were you thinking?!" He kicked Viper, uttering profanities in Italian.
The latter fell to the floor on his knees. Guilt crept in, why would he do this? Our boss continued to rain down hits upon Viper who took it all quietly.
My conscience was unable to take it anymore, I ran forward to block the boss's next hit. But the blow landed on my nose, it hurt like hell.
"Get out of my way, Guerriera!" He commanded.
"No boss. He's innocent. I don't know why he took the fall for me but I am responsible. I did it. I killed Don Giovanni's son, not Viper." My voice trembled badly by the time I was done.
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
When high school dropout Riana Tanning is made homeless by the people she had always known to be her family, she is thrown into a world of chaos and drama. Finding herself in the abusive hands of a rich Puerto Rican drug dealer who gives her everything she wants, except love and happiness, Riana remains in his home, too scared to go back hungry and homeless. As more travails unfold with her boyfriend thrown in jail, losing everything to his name, she is back on the streets. Eventually managing to get a job as a salesperson in a thrift store, she is yet again thrown in despair when a Trillionaire buys the place. But what is more shocking is when this wealthy, handsome famous playboy offers marriage to Riana with an agreement to give her a roof over her head and help her achieve her dreams while she plays the role of a good wife. Will this twenty two year old agree to this contract marriage with this famously known yet personally unknown Trillionaire? And if she does, will she be able to withstand the troubles her step sister-in-law and her criminal, obsessed ex-boyfriend bring her way? Will she be able to forge on valiantly with her pregnancy, play smart despite her lack of education and find a more shocking truth of who she truly is? Or will she chicken out, betray the man she has come to love and abandon him for her sex-crazed ex-boyfriend?
“I hate you.” I froze. The way she’s uttered those three words were dispassionate and venomous. But what had I done? How could she hate me for no just cause? My father had taught me that hate is such a strong word and shouldn’t be used anyhow. “What have I done to you, Luna?” She kicked me in my stomach. I fell again. Adding to the blinding pain on my back, I had scraped my elbow and it was bleeding a little. “Stop asking me questions!” She yelled at me. I nodded, eager to please her and stop this torment. “Get up, you filth!” My body cried in protest and the trickle I felt on my back, I knew I was bleeding in many places. But I couldn’t not respond to her command. I forced myself up, using the wall for support because I was close to it. “Have you greeted me?!” What that why she was tormenting me? But I acknowledged her presence already. Every little thing I did or did not do seemed to make her mad at me. She really did hate me. “Good day, Luna.” I bowed, even though my head was aching. Either that or I receive another hard hit. “On you knees.” But she just told me to get up. Without a word, tears of self-pity welling, I did as she commanded. She circled me slowly, my heart beat increased, not knowing what she would do next. The scream that left my lips in the following moments was loud enough to pull down the cell I was in. I cried in pure agony. The Luna had used her artificial sharp pointed, black painted talons to scratch my back. I fell to the ground, unable to make a sound. She emitted another evil laugh, then stopped to whisper to me. “I will make life miserable for you, Amyra. I will make you wish you were never born. And with the Alpha by my side, it is going to be the easiest task I have ever indulged in.” ********* Amyra was a witch who worked in the Alpha’s pack manor as a maid, she had powers that were dormant in her for some reason, though she didn’t even know she was a witch until another war started between the witches and werewolves. Though constantly maltreated by the Luna who knew who she was and hated what she was, she doesn’t complain and tries to focus on her work. Unexpectedly finding herself in the middle of everything, she discovered who she was and also tried to navigate the powers brewing in her to bring peace and balance. But she needed Alpha Caden of Moon River pack to be able to complete this quest. An Alpha who hated her and hated the witches too. But will it work? Will she be able to save the day and end the killing of both communities she had strong links to? Will the her Alpha succumb to the passion and allow himself be used to bring this peace and balance? Or will everything fall apart and both communities will be left to keep fighting until they both finish off one other?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
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."
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"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.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.