fake daughter is not innocent

She fell first, he fell harder. Liliana Storm, an innocent and naive 22 years old ambitious artist who always wanted to achieve something away from her watchful father and elder brother's eyes. Their sheltered princess was oblivious of the world's cruelty and Lily wanted to make a name for herself, so despite of their worries, they let her go to a complete different country and let her pursue her dreams. Russia, the beautiful progressive country which taught her many things, but the biggest was not everyone are saints. Cyril Sokolov, Russian mafia lord, far from innocent and naive man, complete opposite of what his future bird possessed in her. He was a slave of one thing, his competitive nature, he loves challenges and would be damned to lose any. He was raised by ruthless monsters in human flesh, and he didn't mind becoming one of them. Cyril once again took upon a challenge and played a dangerous game but he never thought this time, his victory will become his biggest downfall. The Russian mafia would be reduced to his knees after his obedient little bird would decide to embrace her freedom away from his toxicity. A story of deceit, betrayal, twisted game and obsession. When the dangerous playful challenge would ignite an unwanted attraction curling it into bloodthirsty obsession forcing the ruthless mob boss to paint the town red just bring his escaped bird back to his cage.

A story about a psycho king of Rogues and his innocent mate. "Please let me go. I am not your mate. You have mistaken." She said twisting her arms to get away from him but only got a dark chuckle from him. "No can't do that. Mate." He said leaning to her neck. Her eyes widened feeling his sharp teeth brushing her neckline. "I can't wait to ruin you my innocent mate." His evil voice told her the ruthless actions he was planning to show her. Suddenly she was shoved over his shoulder with him smirking evilly. "It's time to leave now little mate." Her heart dropped. Dark romance story about a heartless psycho rogue king and his innocent omega mate.

“What do you think you are doing?” He asked with his eyes getting darker with every passing second. “S-Seducing you.” I mumbled while fidgeting my fingers as his deep breath made the sensitive spot between my legs to throb. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It should be the other way round. “And who are you?” He asked as he lowered his head with his warm breath fanning my upper lip. I gulped as my body was visibly trembling. I wanted to run away but I couldn’t. His eyes had these magnets which were attracting every fiber inside my body towards him. “Y-your…y-your…” A lone tear escaped my eyes with my lower lip trembling. “My what?” He rasped as his black raven eyes were dwelling inside my emerald ones as I whimpered when he clenched my hairs in a fist at the back of my neck. “Your whore.” I admitted and he smashed his lips against mine. “Let me treat you like one then.” He growled inside my mouth.

Steve Edwards trying to forget his pain ups and leaves London to run into a crazy and beautiful girl being bullied. He saves her and takes her home, only to find out she is pregnant. He starts focussing on her well-being to try and avoid his sorrows, just to find out that they may have a connection with each other. After he finds out about that connection he won't let her go no matter who it is trying to separate them.

EMILIANA                  It was supposed to be a simple wedding. Marry the old fucker then while he's busy trying to get in my pants, stick a knife in his throat. And if anyone asks... I'm pretty sure I would have come up with something believable. I mean, how hard is it for someone his age to have a heart attack or trip and fall onto a knife. Right? But then in the middle of the wedding, this hot guy shows up in a bloody Armani suit, like covered in blood from head to toe, kills the man I'm supposed to marry and takes his place. What the fuck? Seriously, What the actual fuck? TROPES; Arranged marriage, forced proximity, he falls first, crazy FL, your daily amount of steam and HEA.

"Too bad, you need to learn how to write erotic stories in order to be a part of their collaboration." Pigil ang hininga niya habang unti-unting humahaplos ang kamay ng kanyang boss paakyat sa kanyang balikat. "You want me to help you?" Ash Santillan, a CEO of a publishing company in the country, offered himself to help Yamirah in learning how to write erotic stories. At this juncture of a moment, it is indeed the greatest help and best idea she would accept. Kailanga'ng-kailangan niya ito sa kagustuhan niyang makita ang iniidolong manunulat na siyang kasali sa collaboration series na gagawin nila. Sukdulang naisipan niyang magpaubaya sa gustong gawin ng binatang boss sa kanya. Gusto niyang um-oo, ngunit ni simpleng tango ay hindi niya maibigay sa oras na iyon. Nanatili siya sa posisyon hanggang sa tuluyan nang dumampi ang mainit na hininga ng binata sa sensitibong parte ng kanyang leeg. "Remember all the details that might happen at this very moment, young lady. Be submissive and you will be able to see him. Do you want that?" her 'beyond compare' and god-like employer---that's how she sees him---whispered in a manner that made her thank the world for letting her exist. Isang nag-aalinlanga'ng tango ang pinakawalan niya. "Good." Ngumisi ang binata. "Now, Yamirah, strip."

I'm his wife. I am his baby's mother. I want to be his love but all I am to him is a responsibility. He was in love with my step-sister but she betrayed him and married another man. One Drunken mistake, forced us to marry each other. He promised me to give everything except love. But all I want is love. Will he ever accept me as his wife? Or this marriage always remain a compromise wife?

Amelia had never expected to have such a tragic life. In the second year of her marriage, she was drugged to vegetable status. She could not move, speak, eat, or go to the bathroom on her own, but could hear and feel and see how her husband betrayed and humiliated her. In the big, fancy wedding room of her and her husband, Amelia was placed in a cold wheelchair with a thin blanket covering her legs. In front of her was an extravagant canopy bed which was picked up by her mother as the dowry. But now there lay another woman, laughing and tangling with her own husband, Ian.

Shera, seorang gadis lugu yang terjebak permainan cinta dengan pimpinan di tempat kerjanya. Berawal dari permainan hingga menjadi cinta yang sebenarnya.

"Annalise, when are you going to learn that what you want doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I get what I want…” He says as he continues to kiss up my body… Annalise Ethelwulf is a warrior-born werewolf who finds her dream comes true when she finds her mate in the Alpha’s son of her new pack. However life is not all roses when her mate wanders but won’t set her free. After catching her mate in their bed with her little sister Annalise runs away from the sight, finding herself in front of a dance club. After entering a one night stand with who she believes is a stranger in a club results in a pup she thought she would never have. Nicolas Nightmoon is the Alpha of the most powerful pack under the werewolf king’s. After going through the pain of losing his mate he didn’t want the burden of another. However a one night stand with the beautiful Annalise changes his life forever but there’s a problem she is already mated… Did the Moon Goddess get it wrong? Did fate put them on the wrong path? Or did someone set her up? *** Warning read at your own discretion as this story may trigger some readers as it contains sexual and physical abuse, some violence and mature scenes. Please read at own discretion!