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The Billionaire and the Scandalous Heiress Elisa, heiress to an empire built by her father, Alexander Dorne, a formidable tycoon with powerful and dangerous alliances, has grown up in a world governed by luxury, expectations and appearances. Her adopted brother, Nathan, once an adored model and now head of an influential agency, is her mentor, her refuge, and perhaps her only ally in a stifling life. But an unexpected tension arises between them. What was once a family bond turns into a forbidden, electric attraction that threatens to shatter the rigid codes of their family. Elisa finds herself trapped between the weight of duty, her unspoken desires, and Nathan's dark secrets, which he jealously keeps hidden. As scandalous rumors begin to circulate, enemies of the Dorne empire seek to exploit this fragility to destroy their dynasty. Why does Nathan avoid some of their powerful associates? What is he hiding in his mysterious movements? Should Elisa sacrifice her own happiness to protect the family legacy or defy her father, ready to do anything to bury the slightest scandal? The truth she will discover could well shake everything she thought she knew about her family... and about herself.
Chapter 1
She hadn't planned on coming back. At least not in this way. The private jet that had brought her back from Europe had landed on the tarmac in the late afternoon mist, like an old memory that we didn't really want to see again. The pale lights of the airport reminded him of a scene from a film noir, cold and devoid of any hope. But none of this frightened him. She was used to returning to this lost corner of the world, this nerve center of her father's empire.
In the living room of the family home, the atmosphere was heavy. As always. Alexander Dorne, the patriarch, the man she had never really known, looked like a lion in a crystal cage. Still still, still relentless. She knew him by his gestures, his orders, his unspoken rules. But, as every time he appeared, the emotion of his return was diluted in an ocean of calculated coldness.
He got up when he saw her. A slight smile had touched his lips, but nothing in his eyes betrayed affection. No more than any burst of benevolence. Only this sharp look, like a well-sharpened blade.
"Elisa, you're finally back," he said in a calm, almost neutral voice, as if it were a formality. Then he added, "It's time for you to take your place. »
She suppressed a shudder. There had never been a question about his place. The Dorne Empire had always waited for it, as an accomplished deed. She was just one piece in a big chessboard, and her return was nothing personal. It was all a question of duty, of survival. The succession of the Dorne was not decided on sentimental choices, but on facts and strategies. And she knew her place well. In a corner in the shadow of his father, where no one asked questions.
"I'm tired," she replied, pretending not to understand. But she knew that fatigue was no excuse. Never. He expected immediate commitment from her. She knew it, and he knew it too. She had prepared for this. Yet something in his tone had slipped, like an unwanted message.
Alexandre had stared at her for a moment, his piercing gaze scrutinizing every micro-detail of her face. Then he sighed, as if he had just made a decision. "Your role hasn't changed, Elisa. You have to be part of this family and assume what your name represents. You don't have time for distractions. »
She would have liked to reply, to tell him that perhaps, in fact, she needed distractions. But she was silent. She knew that no words would matter, that no rebellion would find echo here.
The moment was solemn. It wasn't a family dinner where the kids sat around the table discussing their lives. No. Tonight it was all about business. From the future. Of the empire. Alexandre had told her about a dinner, a dinner that was being prepared, where she would have to shine, prove herself worthy of her name, and face important associates. She knew these men, but from afar. All sharks, all predators who had survived thanks to their ability to manipulate others, to erase their tracks.
She nodded, and in the silence that followed, a photo on the coffee table caught her eye. A recent photo of Nathan, his adopted brother, a young man always impeccable in his posture, surrounded by models with eyes heavy with desire. He wore a charming smile, but a smile of a man who never let himself be captured by the cameras. His eyes, hidden behind black sunglasses, gave him the impression of another person, of another world.
"You know what I mean, right? » asked Alexandre, breaking the silence. "Nathan, you need to understand that he is far from the family. He's too... he's too busy chasing his image, being what he's not. Which it will never be. »
Élisa, almost imperceptibly, clenched her fists. Nathan. She knew him. Better than anyone. Or, at least, she thought she knew him. The man behind the mannequin, the one who lived in the shadow of his own name, the one she had always wanted to understand but who remained like a broken mirror that she could never rebuild. Nathan. He was her refuge, her silent accomplice in this world of manipulation and pretense. But today he was absent. He was elsewhere. She felt it.
"I don't know where he is," she had blurted out, without even thinking about it. "I haven't heard from you in a long time. »
Alexandre had observed her, but his face remained frozen, closed. "That's not surprising," he had said coldly. "He has his own interests, and they are not ours. »
She looked at the photo for a moment longer, before putting it down. Nathan was no longer a lost child, a brother she could protect. No, he had become another version of his father. Maybe even worse. This distance he had put between them, this indifference... it disturbed her. But all that was nothing compared to what was to come.
Dinner was approaching. Alexandre gave him some instructions, polite but authoritative words. She would have to ask questions about investments, discuss expansion, convince already convinced men. It wasn't for her, that. She wasn't there for politics. But she knew: in this family, it wasn't the choice that mattered. What mattered was control, image, place. Dinner was just dinner in the Dorne Empire. It was a test. A trap. A trap where dreams were shattered in the silence of perfection.
Once alone, Élisa sat down on a black leather sofa. The sounds of the house seemed distant, muffled. She wanted to throw everything away. To burn everything. But she knew that freedom would never come from her. She never had this chance. Not here.
The dinner began with the opulence expected of them. Élisa had put on her black dress, impeccable, simple but refined. No extravagance. No eccentricity. Only a perfect mask, an expression of calculated coldness. She sat down at the table, in front of the men who devoured her with their eyes, but whom she knew how to manipulate perfectly. She knew their game. She mastered it. But Nathan wasn't there to help him. And somewhere, something deep inside her was starting to crack.
"Welcome, Elisa," said one of Alexandre's associates, a man of around fifty, with receding hair and thin glasses, a hypocritical smile on his lips. "It's always a pleasure to see the heiress in person. »
She responded with a cold smile. Hands placed on the table, palms open as if to better string together the words. She knew that this dinner was just a game, a game where the masks had to be removed. But Nathan wasn't there. And somewhere, in this luxurious room, she felt a void.
The dinner continued, long and heavy, like a wait. A wait that she could no longer bear. The men talked business. Exchanges of figures, projects, ambitions. But nothing interested him. It was all a lifeless echo. Until a familiar voice was heard.
"Elisa, I didn't know you were interested in these financial details," Alexandre had said, his authoritative voice breaking the silence.
She looked at him, without reacting. He was right. None of this interested him. Not until there was Nathan.
Isabelle, marked by an ancient prophecy that announces the destruction of her Sister Sister, was hidden and isolated from the world. But when she meets Damien, a powerful alpha, the link between them becomes irresistible, despite the curse that weighs on their union. They will have to fight against fate, enemies and prophecy, but can they overcome such an old and powerful force?
The wild queen of the cursed king Zafira Lazzaro is the daughter of the sponsor of the Noctis Nero cartel, one of the country's most dreaded criminal families. But Zafira refuses to be a simple submissive heiress. She despises arranged marriages, loves illegal races and prefers weapons to worldly balls. But when she reached her eighteen years, she is forced to choose a fiancé to seal an alliance. She selects one ... and three years later, he betrays her, leaving her alone and pregnant with an illegitimate heir. Now, Zafira is summoned to the gala of dynasties, where she will discover the identity of her true blood partner. Rafael de Santis is the new king of crime, a ruthless mafia marked by a curse that eats away at his empire. He must find his queen before the next blood eclipse, otherwise his organization collapsed. But when his soul is linked to Zafira, an unmanageable rebel with the explosive past, he refuses to believe it. It is a traveling danger, a storm impossible to tame ... And yet it is the only one capable of breaking the curse that weighs on it. But an unforgivable error threatens to destroy them before they can even unite. Betrayals, vendettas, assassinations and coup d'etat stand on their way. Can the king of crime and the rebel queen love each other without reducing their empire in ashes?
Alpha chained Just before her marriage, Alina discovers the unimaginable: her fiancé betrays her with her own cousin. Devastated and humiliated, she flees her pack, leaving her past and hopes behind a peaceful life behind. While she wanders aimlessly, she crosses the path of Kael Blackthorn, the most dreaded Alpha in the region, known for its cruelty and unlimited ambition. In a moment of panic and confusion, Alina accidentally concluded a pact with Kael, just believing a temporary refuge. But she discovered too late that in exchange for her protection, she literally "sold" herself, becoming her partner before the ancestral laws of the wolves. Kael, intrigued by this wolf who dares to challenge conventions, decides to play the game. But Alina ignores that she has a secret that could upset the balance of all the packs: a mysterious birth mark which, according to a forgotten prophecy, designates her carrier as the key to an old power. Brutal attacks on the borders, disturbing visions of a past that it does not recognize, and an inexplicable link which is woven between her and Kael ... Alina must sail in a world where she is both a target and a weapon. Is Kael really his ally, or does he use their link to establish his domination? While it strives to break the pact, a heartbreaking dilemma arises: fleeing this ruthless alpha or accepting the role that fate seems to impose on it ... at the risk of condemning or saving all the packs.
The leak of the Luna of the Alpha For three years, Elena suffered from the brutality and cold indifference of her companion, the Alpha dominating Kieran, as well as the cruel manipulations of his pack. Their union, imposed by the revered matriarch of the clans, Sylvia Nightshade, aimed to strengthen an ancestral alliance. Sylvia, recognized for her relentless wisdom and her power of discernment, had chosen Elena for her heir, affirming that only a woman with an exceptional inner force could channel the uncontrolled ferocity of Kieran. But the night when Elena discovers the betrayal of Kieran, the spark that maintained her hope goes out. In tears but determined, it escapes under the cover of darkness, breaking the sacred link and defying the laws of the pact. Why did Kieran, yet intended to protect her, abandoned her? And why did Sylvia, so a visionary, choose a union devoted to failure? Three years later, Kieran, haunted by his guilt, travels the land to understand why Elena fled. Until the day she reappears, transformed. The shy young Luna he had known is now a daring and mysterious woman, attracting the attention of Alphas Rivaux, including the charismatic but dangerous Callum Draven. What happened so that Elena acquires such power? And above all, has she returned to take revenge, or to claim what belongs to her? Is Kieran ready to face the buried truths of his past, or will he be destroyed by the secrets that Elena now hides behind her piercing gaze?
My Contract with the Alpha Eleanor "Ellie" Wainwright, a young woman from a cruel and manipulative family, is forced to marry a feared and lonely Alpha, Victor Hartfang. Born without a wolf, she is considered an anomaly in her pack, a dead weight for her family and an object of contempt for the other members. Victor, Alpha of the powerful pack of the Dark Shadows, agrees to this marriage for mysterious reasons. Aloof, icy and dominant, he treats her like an outsider. However, behind his impenetrable facade, he hides a dark secret: his past is marked by betrayals and heartbreaking choices, and his own wolf is chained by a strange evil. Plunged into a new pack where tensions and challenges multiply, Ellie must navigate a world of domination, jealousies and political intrigue. Why did Victor really agree to this union? What did he hope to get from her? And why does her wolf seem to react so violently to her presence, oscillating between rejection and an almost unbearable attraction? As their unlikely bond begins to strengthen, a greater threat emerges. A rival pack, ancient enemies, and a forgotten prophecy threaten to upset their fragile balance. Can Ellie, devoid of lupine powers, prove she is more than a weak human? Will Victor dare to reveal her secrets before they destroy them both? And most importantly, what will happen when Victor discovers that Ellie may not be as "human" as she thinks?
Married to the Alpha of the Mafia Sienna Moretti, an ordinary young woman from a former fallen family of werewolves, sees her life turned upside down when she is forced to sign a marriage contract with Dominic "Alpha" Valenti, an enigmatic billionaire, leader of a powerful pack... and ruthless head of an underground mafia network. Dominic is not a man to be refused. Known for his intimidating aura, his colossal fortune and his absolute control over his affairs (human and supernatural), he is as feared as he is admired. But behind his air of unwavering sovereign, Dominic is haunted by a curse that eats away at his wolf, making him uncontrollable and dangerous. Sienna, rejected by her own family for the absence of her wolf, is sold as a pawn in this arranged alliance between her clan and the Valenti pack. But why did Dominic choose her? Is it really for her rare blood, or is there a darker reason behind it? As she enters a world of luxury, danger, and secrets, Sienna discovers that this marriage is not only about power, but also a war of influence where mobsters, wolves, and billionaires clash. Dominic, despite his apparent control, hides a dark past and a growing obsession with Sienna that he seems unable to contain. When Dominic's enemies target Sienna, she must discover: who is the man behind the Alpha? And how far will she go to protect a man she doesn't know whether to hate or love?
After a one-night stand with Gavin Russell, the Powerful and cold alpha CEO, Iris Green was smitten and she thought there could be something between them after realizing they were fated mates. Her hopes were crushed by his harsh words, "I don't eat the same food twice." Broken, she returned to her city to manage her family business but soon realized that a seed had been planted. Giving birth to a set of twins, she could not endure raising them alone, when they looked exactly like him. She sent one of them to Gavin with a note, "Dessert after supper." Gavin frowned when he received the parcel, from his son. He sent people to fetch that blondie but it was as if she disappeared from the face of the earth. Of course, the Green family was mysterious and she was the new head of the family. She only gets seen whenever she wants to be.
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Amelia's boyfriend and her half-blood sister were about to get married! So she went to the bar and got drunk. She vaguely remembered she had bumped into a handsome man... The next morning, she woke up and found herself have a one-night stand with a stranger. They parted away at the hotel without giving names. However, when she went to the company, she found her new boss was the man she slept with last night! She hid from his eyes on the meeting, and pretended she didn't know him. Yet when she went to a blind date her father arranged for her after work, the man was her new boss who she picked up at a bar and had a one-night stand with! "Woman, you're mine, in the past, for now, and in the future."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?