valley of the dark lords

Half a year after our divorce, my ex-husband became a trending topic online. His current wife, who had just given birth, jumped off a building. When she jumped, she was clutching a printed, 98-page copy of the "Cloves Family Code of Conduct." The reason for her suicide? She couldn’t buy discounted groceries online. A reporter came to interview me and asked, "Excuse me, were you also given the same family rules?"

“What are you going to do with him? Take him back???" Brion demanded, his gaze incredulous. "Take him back?" I scoffed, a smirk coming over my face as I stared at the picture in my hand.  "I have no plans to do that, BRION. I want him to fall for me, then push him down like he did to me. I want to make him feel the pain I passed through in his hands." I got to my feet and threw the picture on the floor. "It's time he dances to the tune of his music," I gritted out as I stomped hard on the picture. *** A loveless marriage wasn't part of Nova's plans for the future, but a one-night stand with a stranger changed her life forever. Bound to a man, who only saw her as a means to an end, Nova tried to salvage the relationship. However, things spiralled out of control with the return of his ex-girlfriend, and first love, and the realization that Nova was pregnant.  Her life was threatened, but she survived with the help of her secret admirer, who took care of her for five years until she was ready to stand on her feet. However, a business deal took her back to the country she left years ago.  With her return, Nova was ready to prove to the world that she didn't need her ex-husband by her side, but Dashiell was desperate. Knowing how much he loved her, he was reluctant to let go. But Nova wasn't ready to take him back, not until she had made him experience the heartache of those years ago.

Elena finally left high school and embark on her journey into college. Determined to start afresh and leave her painful past behind, little did she know that fate had some unexpected tricks up its sleeve. Once she arrived on campus, Elena found herself drawn to a guy who seemed to have it all - he was incredibly handsome and the most popular person around. Falling head over heels, she couldn't help but confess her feelings for him, hoping that their connection would blossom into something deeper. But sadly, her dreams were shattered when she discovered that he was only interested in her physically, not in truly loving her. Heartbroken and defeated, she made the difficult decision to drop out of college, overwhelmed by a broken heart and feelings of despair. Just when Elena thought all hope was lost, another guy came into her life, claiming to be the one she was meant to be with. However, the pain from her previous experience kept her guarded and hesitant to give her heart away again. Despite her reservations, he persevered, showing her day by day that his intentions were genuine, and he truly cared for her. Slowly but surely, happiness started to find its way back into her life. The wounds of her past began to heal Until the guy she fell in love with previously walzt in back into her life asking her to be his Read to know how it goes on!

BOOK #1 MARINOS' MAYHEM SERIES "I said 'act like my boyfriend' for just five minutes, not 'act like my fucking husband' for the rest of your life!" Adrian Price half-yelled, his fingers curled into a tight fist as he glared at the terrifying, yet super gorgeous man in front of him. Giovanni Marino blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of Adrian's figure into his memory, not minding that he was disturbing his work at all. "I don't see a big difference between the two." "Oh, for fuck sake! You're a thug, but surely you're not dumb, are you? Do you not know when to stop?" Adrian scoffed, his anger growing thicker. "Sadly, I don't seem to know what 'stop' means. You made the idea of being someone's boyfriend sound so great now I don't think I wanna stop." Adrian Price knew asking a mobster to fake being his boyfriend would get a lot of unnecessary attention from lustful eyes off him, but what he never knew was that the man he had just picked was no different from the unwanted pests that lingered around him, wanting to have a taste of him. Giovanni Marino enjoyed clubbing as much as he enjoyed killing; however, despite this, he was extremely lonely. Now, the big bad man had found a toy he could play with, and he was having the best fun of his life. Would he ever stop and return to his lonely life? That, he wasn't sure he could do that. Not even when he realized Adrian was his enemy's son. He needed Adrian, either to break him or to make him.

She is one who loves fiercely, but it always ends bad for her lovers. One boy upsets her pattern of love crisis, and she would rather leave him, than destroy him. However, there's more to this than she realizes

"I know I'm asking for too much but of all the guys out there begging for a second chance I think I deserve it most, Emma. I deserve a second chance. I deserve you." - Damon Montesoir Damon Montesoir's busy life as a Filipino-Spanish International male model was turned upside down when he was involved in a car accident that scarred his modeling career... and his face.

“You need to know what you are getting into, sweetie.” He smirked, running his eyes down my body, stripping me bare with his dark, wanton eyes. I gulped and took slow steps towards him, walking on shaky legs but trying to look strong. “You don't know I am, Mark. Bring it on. I can sate your demons.” No matter how dark they are. After all, I'm not the angel he thinks I am… **** Running from her foster parents, Giulia had a run-in with Mark, a Mafia Lord in Spain. The meeting was incidental, but it sealed the hearts of the strangers, bringing them back to each other despite how far they tried to go. One is a sadist, and the other is a closeted masochist, waiting for the right one to set free her inner restraints. Will their paths be straight, or will there be internal and external forces trying to keep them apart? Would Giulia succeed in taming the mafia Lord, or will his darkness engulf her? Note: This is the second book in the series.

“This thing you are doing to me, I have no idea what it is. I just want to feel it forever.” Romero declared his face void of its usual strictness. This was the first time Imade was seeing him show something close to emotion. It was beautiful. ______ Imade has never had a problem being the "IT" girl, in fact, she bodied it effortlessly. She had enough hate from her family members and that was enough to keep her going. It was one thing to be living your dreams and it was another thing to be rudely pulled out and pushed into a deep web of lies woven by your parents. Imade's perfect life was thrown into deep chaos when she was forced to marry the dark lord Romero Vaughan. Her whole life was put on hold and she was introduced to a world she thought was all myth. More chaos when she finds out that the dark lord hated her and the peak was when she finds herself falling deeply for him.

“You are mine, Jewel.” He tightened his hand around my neck. “Stop. You are hurting me!” I tried to fight his hold, but he wasn't budging. The dark glares in them didn't ease a bit. “That was the extent of this; to hurt you.” His dark glare locked me in place. “Gold digger.” He sneered in a dark tone. ***** Never in my life did I think I will one day be tied to a billionaire who abhors me. I was given to him, in exchange for my sister who committed the crime. Living with him was like hell on Earth. He doesn't love me and never ceases to tell me that. I was locked, caged and rendered incapable by the man who was supposed to cherish me. He made me ache for death. But not until a chance meeting with a man at a ball caused me to rethink my life. However, that was until I learned that the man I called my husband wasn't who he seemed to be. Under the thick layer of his business suits, lay a sly, ruthless devil who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He's a stalker, a liar and an obsessed man, but he's my husband. And I'm bound to him by law.

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.