"No wonder I'm going to protect her from the whole fucking world, but who's going to protect her from me?" ✧✧ "Cat got your tongue, little mouse?" ✧✧✧✧✧ They said the mansion was old. Haunted. Forgotten. I thought I was escaping. I didn't know I was walking straight into his trap. Someone is watching me. I hear whispers when I'm alone. Roses show up where they shouldn't. The air is heavy with secrets... and eyes I can't see. He's always one step ahead. One room closer. One breath behind me. I came here to be alone. But he made sure I would never be alone again. ------------ This is a rewritten version inspired by Haunting Adeline by H.D. Carlton. 📌 Story by: @Aurorawhisperss 💌 Follow for updates, and don't forget to vote if you're obsessed already! 💋

That night, under the shroud of smoke and secrecy, the infant prince was taken across seas to London, growing up unaware of the kingdom that once waited for him. Named Kai, he lived as the son of his guardian, learning discipline through fencing-his only link to a heritage he didn't know existed. Eighteen years later, when the King's health began to fade and the throne demanded its rightful heir, a royal guard named Liam was sent to bring Kai home. But what began as a mission of duty would soon become something neither of them had ever expected-a story of loyalty, identity, and forbidden love beneath the crown of Emmaly.

Advaith Rajput, elder brother, cold, ruthless morally grey, could do anything for his mother. hates Navya Rathore to the core. 28 years old, masculine, tall, handsome, patient. Navya Rathore, elder sister, soft hearted, kind.. yet ruthless than any other mafia you'll ever see. vowed since childhood to sue the Rajput heirarchy. 24 years old, beautiful, sharp, charming. Devansh Rajput, younger brother, cold, as if heart made up of stone, always impatient to make Aaradhya bow, things of Rathore's as nothing but salves. 25 years old, charming, handsome, tall, masculine, carries fire in eyes. Aaradhya Rathore, equal of Devansh Rajput, younger sister, cold, portrayed as heartless by society which she is, she never bows not even infront of death, carries the fire and spirit of her father. 21 years old, tall, beautiful as if came from heaven to sue your hell out. ~♡A tragic ending? legendary ending? or...something else? where would this story lead to end? hatred or love? possession over revenge? leverage or family?♡~ all your questions will be solved if you read the sorry, cookies. author lovess yaaaa, N.💕

Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls! Love, Anushka💛 Ranks:- #45 in nyc out of 1.56k stories. #4 in romance out of 1.95k stories PS- Current cover made by @_navyblueee_ Date:26/03/22

"Aku mau cerai mas" "Tapi kamu sedang hamil anak saya Anya"

I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture. *No Toxic Relationship. No ex-crush/lover/fiance/wife. The male lead is the uncle of the child in this book, he's not a manwhore. There are no trust issues. * Impressive Ranking: #8 in love among 2.31M on 09/04/22 ©2021 ankitawrites_Xx CC: @YT_BookAwards_Covers