fire blaze

⚠️DARK ROMANCE ⚠️18+⚠️ Like paper thrown in fire, Lexie Dillon's old life quickly burnt, leaving behind nothing but memorable ash. After refusing a marriage proposal, she was kidnapped and brutally thrown in the hands of Zheme Algae, a naive CEO who took interest in her after seeing her just once... From there on, her life started down a new path, one she never dreamt of taking and one she never thought she'd gain happiness from. Zheme Algae's life had always been the same. He hid under his fathers rules and restrictions and aspired to follow his father's twisted path. So when his father outlined these steps, he had no other choice but to take them. Step 1 •Seek and find her. Step 2 •Beat her until she submits. Step 3 •Chain her in that house and forcibly make her your fiancé... Step 4 •Buy two rings, invite a whole lot of guest, take her to a church and get a damn priest... Step 5 •If she so much as whispers no, kill her when the crowd's no more, but make sure to warn her before.

Lilly was broken, she was abused, she suffered and fought for her survival every single day, until it all changed. Falling into the arms of her mate wasn’t hard, not when his love for her burned like the fire in hell . The desire they feel for each other was explosive, addictive and strangely healthy. Together they grow the family they have always wanted but is it realistic to think they can actually live in peace? Or will the fact that they run the biggest pack in the world demolish all hope of happiness? Or will the hidden secret lethal weapon they love and care for save them all?

The Super War Soldier is a story about Xiao Bing, who used to be a top soldier in mercenary and came back to normal life because of the death of his best friend. He started over, played dumb and coped with difficulties. He stood on the bones of others and held beauty by his side. Finally, he succeeded and became the emperor of the city.“Brother Bing, please protect my little sister as well as my families carefully. I feel lucky to accompany you during these 6 years. It is my honor to go through fire and water with you. I’m not regretful!”I’m not regretful!Thinking of what Su Peiya had said before dying, Xiao Bing clenched his fists tightly and cried. He made a decision to protect Su Peiya’s families before finding the spy of Long Men and to make rightful claims for Su Peiya.Xiao Bing did not love Su Peiya, but he regarded her as his only best friend!He unfastened the seat belt when the plane landed safely. Looking at the urn in his hands, he sighed, “We have arrived at Jiang City. You get home now, Peiya.”

Triana, a 20-year-old alpha of the Silver Pack, was independent, smart, and straightforward. Her strength was not less than that of the male wolves. She was kicked out of the pack due to the betrayal of her mate. The pack members she cared about the most turned against her. Her awful fate compelled her to become a rogue. While roaming through the woods, she ran into Blaze, the most ruthless and powerful alpha of the Blood Pack… who despised women and rogues because his wife cheated on him with a rogue. Despite Blaze's indifference, Triana falls madly in love with this cruel alpha. Can she heal Blaze and restore his trust in women? Or does fate have something even worse in store for her, something that will destroy her?

On the night of my fifth wedding anniversary with Sebastian Gray, he lit up the entire city with fireworks for me. All our friends kept saying what a wonderful man he was—so loving, so romantic. The kind of husband every woman dreams of. At the grand finale, the fireworks burst into words that lit up the night sky: Happy Birthday, Jen. Jennifer Kingsley was Sebastian's first love, his ideal woman, the one who had always lingered in his heart. Sebastian looked at me, his expression almost sheepish. "Ah, it's Jen's birthday too. They must have mixed up the fireworks." That night, Jennifer posted on her social media: "Men are boys till the day they die, always fumbling their way through romance." She added a picture of the fireworks, along with a photo of her and Sebastian standing close under the dazzling display. I liked her post and left a comment: "From school to altar—what a touching love story. When's the wedding?"

A marriage contract with her long time childhood crush, Blaze Smith, is the greatest gift that Dahlia Silvestre have ever received! Not until he filed a divorce paper the moment she was about to tell him she is pregnant with their first child. She was brokenhearted but then, her family abandoned her for not keeping the heir of the wealthiest family in the country. Hindi niya alam ang gagawin at kung saan siya pupunta lalo na't buntis siya. But fate brought her to the airport and there she met her ex-husband brother, Blake Smith. He looks so worried when he looks at her and said, "Marry me. I'll take care of you and our child. I promise to give you everything, love." That's when she knew it was him all along. She was destined to the billionaire... and the real heir.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You keep calling me a whore but when will you start treating me like one and fuck me." He was resisting. I knew it. I didn't know why but I hated him for doing so.

"Can I taste you down there?" He said and I swallowed. "I want to claim you." His words disrupted my thoughts and I inhaled in a sharp breath. "When you fell on my hands before practically falling on the floor, I knew I just had to have you." His deep voice reverberated throughout the empty room. He was sounded confident—no he was confident. "Even if it's for a night." “I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to inhale the sharp of your breath as blood rushes through your body. Tell me bunny, are you wet right now?” He asked and I inhaled sharply. He growled. She was Fire, and he wanted to consume every bit of her. It was supposed to be a one night of fun, letting go and celebrating graduation from college. That was all Emma had bargained herself for. He was Gideon, the owner of the biggest club in New York and few other countries. A typical player? No that wasn't the type of man he was, but that didn't mean he didn't mind having some fun occasionally. Or maybe more than occasionally. What then happens when the one night of fun revolves into a forever when an unnerving situation binds both parties together? Would they be able to make the best out of the situation or would it turn out to be a disaster?

"Do you do this to all your captives or am I just lucky?" She asked as I traced her bottom lip with the tip of my finger. I clenched my jaw, feeling both anger and amusement. "Keep talking like that, and you'll find out, Elena." "Is that supposed to scare me?" She shot back. Her voice wasn’t audible, but it was filled with a strength that defied her position. --- Elena’s brother betrays her, drugging and binding her before handing her over to the feared mafia lord, Dante Moretti. Expected to be weak, Elena surprises Dante with her fierce defiance. Dante, hardened by the brutal murder of his fiancée and child, is drawn to Elena’s fire. As she struggles to survive in his dangerous world, a twisted connection forms between them. Trapped in Dante’s grip, Elena must choose: submit or fight back. Can she survive him, or will he break her?

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.