In the shadowy underworld of the Mafia, power is everything. Alpha, a mysterious and ruthless leader, rules his hidden empire with an iron fist. But when a forbidden romance ignites between Alpha and a fierce, independent woman, their worlds collide in a whirlwind of passion, danger, and betrayal. As secrets unravel and enemies close in, will their love be strong enough to survive the ultimate test?
The heat in the Astoria ballroom was stifling, even worse than the scrutiny of the other guests. Aurora adjusted the hem of her dress, the silk clinging to her skin like a second skin, and subtly shifted the weight of her clutch. Inside, nestled against her thigh, lay her weapon: a tiny camera, disguised as a lipstick case. Her reflection in the mirrored wall stared back at her – a picture of composure, a mask carefully crafted to blend seamlessly into this world of gilded cages.
But the truth was, her stomach was doing a nervous jig. This wasn't just a party; it was a minefield. Every smile, every hushed conversation, every clink of champagne glasses held a hidden meaning, a potential threat.
The Astoria itself was a monument to excess. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen waterfalls, casting a dazzling glow on the crowd. Waiters glided through the throng, their movements practiced, their faces impassive. Guests, adorned in jewels and designer labels, laughed and gossiped, their voices a symphony of privilege.
Aurora didn't belong here. Not really. This world, with its emphasis on appearances and the relentless pursuit of pleasure, felt alien to her. But beneath the borrowed glamour, a fierce determination burned within her. She had a mission, a debt to settle.
Her fingers traced the emerald necklace resting against her skin, a gift from her father, a man who'd taught her to fight for what was right, even when the odds were stacked against her. "Be brave, Aurora," his voice echoed in her memory. "Sometimes, the truth comes at a price, but it's worth it."
Three years. Three years since he vanished, leaving behind a void that ached in her soul. Three years of unanswered questions, of sleepless nights spent piecing together the puzzle of his disappearance, a puzzle whose pieces seemed to lead inexorably to the De Luca family.
Tonight, the pieces might finally start falling into place.
The charity auction was a facade, a glittering stage for the De Luca empire to conduct its business. Aurora had spent the last year infiltrating their world, gathering intelligence, building a case against them. And now, she was here, a lone wolf in a den of predators.
She scanned the room, her gaze finally settling on her target – a man with a gut that threatened to burst out of his designer suit, his wrist adorned with a gold watch that screamed "nouveau riche." He was deep in conversation with a younger man, his face etched with a chilling seriousness. Aurora pretended to admire a nearby sculpture, her hand hovering near the camera, capturing the scene discreetly.
Click. Click.
The faint sounds were swallowed by the orchestra's music, a jarring counterpoint to the orchestrated chaos of the party.
"Confidence is your greatest weapon," she whispered, her father's words a mantra.
She moved through the crowd, her senses on high alert. The air crackled with unspoken power, with deals made and broken in the shadows. The weight of her mission pressed down on her, a heavy cloak against the intoxicating atmosphere.
Then, a voice, smooth as velvet and laced with a hint of amusement, cut through the din.
"Enjoying the art?"
She turned, her gaze meeting his.
Lorenzo De Luca.
He was a force of nature – tall, imposing, radiating an aura of power that seemed to consume the space around him. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, held a disconcerting intensity. He was more than just a name in her files; he was the embodiment of the De Luca empire, its very heartbeat.
"It's... evocative," she replied, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands.
He smiled, a predatory curve of his lips that sent a shiver down her spine. "That's one way to put it."
Aurora forced herself to meet his gaze, a silent battle of wills. She couldn't let him intimidate her. Not here. Not now.
"I didn't catch your name," she said, her voice cool, her smile carefully controlled.
He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through her. "I didn't give it."
Her stomach tightened. This was a game, and he was already playing her.
"Audrey," she said, the name a shield, a mask. "Audrey Bennett."
"Careful, Audrey," he warned, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You might find yourself entangled in something you don't understand."
And then, he was gone, melting back into the crowd like a ghost.
Aurora leaned against a nearby column, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He had noticed her. He knew she was here for more than just a night of frivolous entertainment.
Lorenzo De Luca was watching her.
And that realization, more than anything else, sent a jolt of fear through her.
The rest of the evening was a blur of forced smiles, fleeting glances, and the constant thrum of her own heartbeat. She captured the footage she needed, documenting the illicit deals, the whispered threats. But the encounter with Lorenzo De Luca haunted her. He was a predator, a force of nature, and she had unwittingly crossed his path.
As she slipped out of the ballroom, the cool night air a welcome relief, she received a text message.
"Meet me at the pier in an hour. Come alone. Don't bring any of your friends."
The sender was unlisted, the message chillingly brief. But Aurora knew who it was.
Lorenzo.
Her fingers trembled as she typed her reply: "I'll be there."
This wasn't just about bringing down a criminal empire anymore. This was about survival.
She stepped into the night, the city lights blurring into a kaleidoscope of colors. The game had begun, and Aurora, armed with her camera, her courage, and the memory of her father's unwavering support, was ready to play.
But as she walked towards the pier, a chilling thought crept into her mind: she had no idea what she was walking into.
And that, she realized with a sudden, terrifying clarity, was only the beginning.
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...