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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.

More drama comes for Dominic and Triniti in this sequel. After getting rid of James, Dominic now has another enemy and it' someone far dangerous than Mr. Calligan alone. It's Triniti's father who is a legendary hunter. Having to leave Triniti, his twins and his pack behind, Dominic joins his father in Shreveport where he can tap into his vampire side before the hunter arrives. However, the hunter has many things planned out.... One of them is eliminating Dominic and Triniti altogether....

"Get away from me, don't touch me" Angelina cried. As i pinned her to the wall, and watch her as she struggled to leave my arms, she noticed the huge grin on my face. " You bastard, I repeat, don't you dare touch me" An evil smile which was evident on my face, and i said. "Why don't you want me to touch you, am all yours remember" he whispered into her ears which made her weak he could hear her heart beat so loudly and watch her as she grits her teeth which made him press her the more on the wall "because you know I affect you so much" He is Xavier Knight, he is a god, he is not gonna obey a woman. Especially not the woman he want to have, as his own. HE IS XAVIER KNIGHT HE IS MEAN, HE IS CRUEL, ESPECIALLY, HE LOVES BREAKING FINGERS He is the next king of planet Jupiter, No one controls him. And the girl, Angelina, She's mine, and am for her. She's pure, am the evil, She's the light, am the darkness. She adds laughter to my world. As for me, i add fear to the hearts of those who my cross path. And am greedy for her, for bringing her to my world, which is full of darkness, which I know will hurt her. But remember!!! No one touches what is "MINE"

"Skin once broken ,can never be the same. Just like hearts once betrayed, struggle to beat again." ................................................... A broken piece of glass, a shattered heart. Was all that could define Ethan Lockwood's past. The heir to one of the biggest estates in the country, the most eligible bachelor as the tabloids said. With persona cold as ice and presence authoritative and terrifying ,he was making sure to not let anyone come close to him. Not giving anyone the right over him. Until he met her again. By hands of fate, the very girl he despised more than anything. The girl behind everything. But. What if the girl was no longer that beautiful confident rich man's daughter now? What if behind her beautiful smile she veil's a ugliness that made her insecure every night. What if she has been already punished in the worst way which resembled a nightmare. What if she was scarred beyond repair. Will he be able to see beyond her fascade? Does he have it in him to forgive her after everything? Circumstances change, people change and stereotypes break. But what remains is the beauty that lies within. And that's when my friends the journey of 'his not so beautiful wife 2 begins. *Could be read as a stand alone.

People hates Geneviève Arabella because she always act cold towards everyone. She barely show her emotions to anyone, but she changed when she met Storm Rodriguez. His warmth melted her cold heart. They became friends untill she noticed herself falling in love with him. At first, she never planned to confess her feelings for him, but one day, her ill grandfather told her that he want her to marry someone as soon as possible. That's why she told him her feelings, and he rejected her. She didn't accept it, so just to make him her groom, she did something unforgivable and wrong. But that is also the reason why their good relationship shattered. Storm hated her because of what she did. And their marriage gave them unhappiness.

When Park Seraphine realizes that she had transmigrated to be a character in the novel, she was shocked. On top of that, she was the Female Lead whose life she despised. Even though the Female Lead wasn't her favorite character, that wasn't where the problem lied! It was the fact that all the men around her was sadists— her three brothers, the crown prince, her knight, and the mage! Although the Female Lead bore with them, Park Seraphine wasn't willing to do the same. She was ready to fight against those sadists for her rights no matter what it took! As for having a happy ending with the Crown Prince at the end, she discarded that thought from the beginning. What she wanted was that Crown Prince was to be at her mercy!

Kiran, seorang anak yang sederhana dari negara boneka Qingchang, menemukan hidupnya berubah selamanya ketika dia bertemu dengan makhluk luar biasa yang dikenal sebagai The Flame. Phoenix legendaris ini, yang pernah dikendarai oleh tokoh yang dihormati yang dikenal sebagai White Sage Alaric, meminta bantuan Kiran untuk menggali sejarah kaya bangsanya. Anak lelaki itu menemukan The Flame, seekor Phoenix yang sekarat yang berhasil melarikan diri dari penjara penyihir setelah pertempuran sengit dengan penyihir-penyihir Kekaisaran Hersen. Firebenders, water benders, wind-benders, dan bahkan pemilik kekuatan elemen tidak berdaya melawan Phoenix yang berani ini. Dalam tindakan berani, The Flame mengundang Kiran untuk melakukan teknik 'Riding' yang berbahaya, sebuah ritual penyatuan jiwa. Meskipun berhasil, ingatan Kiran tentang peristiwa itu sengaja dihapus oleh The Flame, hanya akan diingatinya saat saat yang tepat tiba. Ketika kemampuan magis Kiran terungkap, dia memperoleh popularitas sebagai penenun ilusi. Menuntut ilmu di Institut Magentum di Kota Shanggu, bakatnya menarik perhatian banyak orang. Bertahap, dia mempersiapkan dirinya untuk melayani Kerajaan Hersen sebagai seorang perwira. Namun, sebuah peristiwa penting meninggalkan bekas yang tak terlupakan dalam ingatan Kiran. Sekarang ia dikejar oleh Kekaisaran Hersen dan pasukannya, dia dicap sebagai pengkhianat dan pewaris dari Klan Red Phoenix, faksi rahasia yang melanjutkan perjuangan White Sage melawan Raja Hersen, sang Sihirwan. Apa yang ditakdirkan bagi Kiran? Mampukah dia mengatasi tantangan ini? Temukan kisah seru dan tak terlupakan dalam "Warisan Sang Phoenix."

You are the CEO of Garner Empire. You are looking for your wife for the last five years who you abandoned at the altar without knowing how she looked. You know nothing about her except she has azure eyes. What would you do if she is right there under your nose working as your PA? Wait a minute! What would you do if she is working as your PA under the disguise of a boy? Once her identity is revealed what will you do? Throw her out of your business empire and your life? Or will you spoil her to bits?

Office Romance : •••••••• I pulled her towards me while grabbing her shirt collar . She got startled by this and looked at me with her widden scared eyes . Her tears brimming eyes looked at me horrified. "I don't wanna listen any of your excuses . Keep all your fake shit with your self. And by the end of the day ,I want this file perfectly clean in new prints on my table." I said in a deadly clam voice. "Am I clear ?" I yelled on her and shook her by still holding her from her collar. Her few shirt buttons broke down giving me perfect view of her exposed milky chest . I pushed her and she stumbled and fell on the floor. Her whole face was completely red , her clothes get disheavel from wrong places, and all credit goes to me. Tears started flowing from her eyes as she was looking here and there on the floor, like she is trying to sort out if all this happening is real or not. f**k!! I know she is on her edge now. ••••••••• Laksh Malhotra - An arrogant handsome young billionaire. He doesn't like people who cannot stand for their own selves, but lost his heart for the innocent angle Aashirya. But he never behaves around her like a gentlemen does. He always scares her by invading her personal space as a result she always end up being victim of his anger. Aashirya Sharma- A sweet innocent girl who loves everyone around her . She is just like a beautiful angle . But she did survive with lots of demons around her, Coz she never knew that the devil ,aka Laksh Malhotra , was always her saviour in this selfish world, who always tried to take Advantage of her innocence.

Soulmates. Everyone, between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, would have the names of their soulmates appear on their left or right wrist in a light grey ink that turned red when you meet them. Should your soulmates die then their name would turn white. *** *** Luca stood staring down at the water below him as he stood on the thick cement railing of the bridge. Looking down at his wrists he traced the names Williams Roswell and Jedidiah Roswell, the names of his soulmates who he had yet to meet. “I’m sorry,” He sobbed. “I can’t do it anymore. You both will be better off without me, you don’t need me… I’m nothing…”. “Goodbye.” He dropped his hands to his sides and took a deep breath then jumped in.