Rachel Jones thought she had the perfect marriage until the day she walked into her husband's office and discovered it was all a lie. Victor Lang already had a real wife. Devastated but unbroken, the sharp-witted corporate strategist swears to dismantle the empire he built on her back. When her longtime friend Harris Kane learns the truth and confesses the love he's buried for years, Rachel faces a choice: let revenge consume her or risk her heart on a man who might actually deserve it. In the glittering pressure cooker of New York City, one woman will prove that the best revenge isn't loud it's calculated, elegant, and entirely on her terms.

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

A marriage of convenience for them. A slip of the tongue from her. A bad reaction from him. Let the grovel begin.

What is on the top floor? That's what everyone is asking. People seem to get promoted to the top floor but you never seem to see them around anymore? And has anyone ever seen the CEO anyway? No? Me neither. There were rumours about him being some kind of playboy billionaire but ...... no one seems to know what he looks like? He is on the top floor ..... What is on the top floor? I don't even want to know to be honest. "CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE JUST BEEN PROMOTED TO THE TOP FLOOR........ " Damn it!

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

Following the slaughter of her village, Elizabeth is plunged into the dangerous and deceptive world of Vampires. Forced to work as a maid for one of the most highly honoured Vampire families, a risky romance sparks. The choice that Elizabeth then has to face is not a simple one: Providing she finds an escape route, does she leave her lover behind for her own safety or stay with him?

He forgot their love. She never could. Now, she must fall in love with the man he has become. He must choose the woman he no longer remembers. Seth Sterling's life is a masterpiece of precision-until a surfing accident wipes his memory clean, erasing the last five years. Five years that taught him how to love her. He wakes believing he is still the man he used to be. Everyone else is grieving the man he became. The woman he remembers belongs to his past-the one he once swore he'd never leave. The woman standing in his kitchen, wearing his engagement ring and knowing every shadow in his soul, is a stranger. Jules Hagen loved Seth through every version of himself: the guarded man, the broken one, the architect who finally learned how to build a life worth staying for. Now, she shares a home with the only version of him she never prepared for: the man who doesn't remember choosing her at all. As Seth struggles to inhabit a future he doesn't remember building, Jules is left carrying a love story only she can recall-forced to decide whether to keep fighting for the man she lost or let him become a stranger for the second time. Because forgetting was never the hardest part. Choosing each other again is.

She loved him more than words could express, but he never noticed. Blinded by deception, he let doubts cloud his heart, pushing away the one person who truly cared. Every night, she waited-for a kind word, a gentle glance, a sign that he still saw her. But his heart had already begun to drift, drawn in by the sweet lies of another. As he laughed at someone else's messages, he failed to see the silent tears of the woman beside him.She endured the pain, believing that love was enough to bring him back to her. But love, no matter how deep, can only take so much before it fades into silence. And in that silence, the truth waited-ready to break him in ways he never imagine (It's my first story. I hope you all like it 😊)

He curved his smooth fingers around my chin and pulled it lightly, attempting to get my attention. As I continued to ignore him, he took a stronger hold of my face. "I said, look at me!" his voice was more threatening than before. I opened my blue, teary eyes and finally looked at the boy, who bothered me. He appeared not older than ten or twelve, with dark brown hair, perfectly combed backwards. His clothing was those of the rich. The white shirt enclosed his neck, a dark, thick, blue jacket covered his slim body keeping it warm, and a black, silky scarf hung loosely over his shoulders. None of it amazed me, but something halted my gaze, his eyes - almost white, with a hint of purple in them. They looked so bizarre and strange. I had never seen anything like it. My eyes couldn't leave his.

Sara Hale thought her marriage to Lucas Hale could survive anything - until Natasha, Lucas's alluring ex, reappears, stirring insecurities, emotional chaos, and a desire that refuses to stay hidden. Amid the glittering skyline of New York, high society, and relentless press scrutiny, Sara and Lucas must navigate jealousy, trust, and slow-burning passion to protect what truly matters. As secrets unravel and longing simmers, they face heartbreak, temptation, and the choices that will define their future. A story of second chances, unbridled desire, and enduring love - proving that some flames, once ignited, never die.