vanessa black clover

//READ WOLF DEN BEFORE READING THIS BOOK// "Ok what the hell they actually want, they want to destory us hole White Clan isn't" Team ask in frustration. "Not only that" Ash said while look all of them, four of them start him with wide eyes. "Then" Rose asked. "They only don't want destory us, they want destory hole government and rule all over the World, and they want something from us, or I can say someone from us" Ash told them. "Who?" Rose asked. "Donna, their Donna and Balck Clan King partner" Ash said. "W-What" Team shutter. "Yes we have their Donna"

Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle from the table. “I thought you’d prefer the gentle way. Guess I was wrong.” His words cut through me like a knife. He crouched down in front of me, cupping my chin with his cold, cruel hands. His fingers dug into my skin, forcing my mouth open, and I gasped in horror as he tilted the bottle. The liquid slid down my throat, burning, choking. My body convulsed in protest, but I couldn’t stop him. The poison — Deadly Nightshade. I had used it before. And now I was forced to take it. A year to live. His smirk deepened as he let go of me, watching with sadistic pleasure as I gagged, my hands flying to my mouth. Tears stung my eyes. The bitter, metallic taste of death filled my mouth, and I could do nothing but cry. My vision blurred as the poison coursed through me, but I couldn’t let go of my rage. Francesco’s voice was low, almost gentle, as he spoke the words that felt like a death sentence. “Sometimes, the person you once loved may end up killing you,” he said, the twisted satisfaction in his voice unmistakable. ~~~~~ But surrender is never simple in a game of power, revenge, and dangerous desire. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her — he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most terrifying part? Find out!

Terus menerus dihina karena dirinya seorang black blood, membuat kemarahan Anastazja memuncak. Seolah sesuatu dalam dirinya meledak dan memintanya untuk mencari tahu kebenaran dari black blood itu sendiri. Kebenaran yang membawanya pada kenyataan memilukan. Batu sandungan terbesar dalam hidupnya adalah ketika ia jatuh cinta dengan Helio. Keturunan dari musuh abadi klan Alastor. Anastazja paham, bahwa memelihara cintanya sama dengan mati. Namun, meski harus berkali-kali melanggar peraturan klan, ia tetap akan menyimpan rasa itu dalam hatinya.

Susan Parrish is a very beautiful young lady in her late twenties from a wealthy family, who decides to leave her family business to work in a hospital with the intentions to fulfill her dreams and aspirations. One thing she did not know was, she was not going to fulfill her dreams alone but also, she was going to fulfill her destiny when she encounters her boss, Jones Black. And what happens when she discovers her boss is a devil in disguise and she is the devil’s mate? Through their ups and downs, through the storms and temptations, it is only fate who has the answers whether or not there is ever going to be an ever after!

Eveline is from a wealthy family and as been jet-setting as an ambassador for her older brother’s werewolf pack, and is learning of the responsibilities that comes with the name Devon and the reality of being the infamous Hellhound’s sister. Darren is the fourth son of an Alpha who has mor sons that he knows what to do with, and is a little adrift in life. None of them would have expected to find their mate at a political meetup of all the who’s who or werewolf society, and are forced to reconsider their future, the distance separating them, and their families, but those challenges are nothing compared to war and disaster coming their way.

This isn't your typical Bad boy meets Good Girl story. Oh no. You see the thing is, our Bad boy, is actually a bad man. Ruthlessly determined to get what he wants. Ignore the fact that his life is painfully dangerous, or the constant threat of death that seemed to follow him, or the slew of bodies slain in his wake. (Details! Details!) But Does his intense mocha orbs burrow through your skin and casually stroll along the shores of your soul? Does his luscious dark hair - messily - sway and bend at the will of his slender fingers, and yet, by some miracle seem to always look perfect? A MILLION TIMES YES! Does he always wear black and look formidable yet absolutely ravishing? Do you even have to ask? Reid J. Dawson, has a skill set that is unique and almost unmatched. He is well travelled, intelligent and fancy’s himself a man of particular tastes. Our bad man, however, is not exactly who he says he is, his past has put him on a daunting path one he has no choice but to follow. Reid would burn the world to achieve his goals but nothing could be have prepared him for the danger that came with the saucy, firecracker who is sent barrelling his way. His conviction and his controlling nature is put to the test when his world clashes with a gut-wrenchingly beautiful, stubborn girl. Our “good girl” isn't ‘typical’, She has a mouth on her. Filter? Practically nonexistent. Maya Dupree, is an aspiring editor who always has her head in a book. She is a witty, outspoken fire cracker who certainly has her eccentricities but that never stopped her. What happens when a fearless good girl uncovers the secrets hidden behind the man in all black.

Athena Michaels, a lab scientist at omega lab who has sworn to exerminate werewolves fell in with Ardolf Moon, a rejected alpha and shapeshifter of Esteros. However, could this be without an ulterior motive? Now, she's on a mission with him to reclaim his rightful place as the Alpha of his pack. But, when she receives a letter from the riverside shaman, everything changes. The shocking revelation within forces Athena to choose between love, power and vengeance. Will she stay true to her original plan with ardolf, will she carry out her secret plan or will she act on the shaman's revelation? And what exactly is in the letter that is causing such a dilemma? Find out in this thrilling page turner, filled with twists and turns that would keep you on the edge of your seat.

I sued Damon after two years of suffering with his changing behaviour. Damon had another woman. I assumed that our marriage had failed and was on the verge of collapse. However, who would have thought that when I agreed to the divorce, he would torture and lock me up? "You're not going anywhere, Addy. I'm not letting you go at any time," he said with emphasis. "Isn't this what you wanted? Divorce. So you can live free with your lover from my shadow." Damon grinned. A grin that I find horrifying. "You think I don't know, Addy. You've found another man, haven't you? That's why you agreed to my lawsuit two years after I filed it." He has become such a changed person. He has become an invulnerable monster. Can I get a divorce from him?

"You swear you hate me Ruby, but your eyes tell a different tale. Your body responds to my presence with the promise of the most sinful pleasures of life." "I know you loved him once Ruby, but he's your past. I my dear, I am your future." The alluring Ruby Ferretti is a tempting heiress from the most decorated home in Milan, Italy. If Milan has a royal family, it is the Ferretti’s. She has the face of an angel, but the brains of a demon. The previous year, her elder sister Ethel Ferretti, was forced into an arranged marriage to the duke by their no nonsense father. This year, it is Ruby’s turn to be forced Into an arranged marriage to the heir of the most powerful Greek businessman from a prestigious lineage, Archer Petraki. All hell breaks loose when the arrogant billionaire discovers she's the woman who kidnapped him a few weeks back. He vows to put the sharp-witted beauty in her place, while Ruby plans to defy her father if it meant being stuck in a loveless marriage. A whirlwind of love, betrayal, power, lust, and drama tests the relationship between these two powerful families, leaving losses behind.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.