Ghost est de retour à Londres après trois ans passés en Irak. Hanté par son passé et les liens qui le rattachent à une mystérieuse organisation, il cherche à se reconstruire et à oublier les horreurs de la guerre. Cependant, son devoir l'amène à accepter une mission inhabituelle : protéger Cassie Bennett, la fille d'une politicienne obsédée par sa carrière. Cassie, qui se sent invisible aux yeux de sa mère, se retrouve quant à elle brusquement plongée dans un monde de danger lorsqu'un mystérieux harceleur s'immisce dans sa vie. Ghost et Cassie sont forcés de se côtoyer. Mais au milieu de ces tourmentes... Une question se pose : à quel point ce lien forcé est-il dangereux pour eux ? C'est déjà trop tard, les rues sombres de Londres les entraînent dans une spirale infernale, où les secrets et les mensonges se dévoilent un à un. "𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚎̂𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘̂𝚖𝚎, 𝚕𝚞𝚒 𝚊̀ 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚍'𝚎̂𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚜-𝚖𝚘𝚒, 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚎, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜-𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚞 𝚛𝚎̂𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛."

Loki was gone, he'd moved on. Found peace in his ever after. Reena was still here, and hurting. And then something happens that no one expected. ~ The Final Installment ~ Book 3 of the Ghost Series

《 Highest Ranking: #1 Teen Fiction 》 《 Highest Ranking: #2 Young Adult 》 《 Highest Ranking: #2 Love 》 "You want to know my secret, love?" He asked, his breath tickling my ear. His hand snaked around my waist, holding me tighter to his firm body. "Yes" I replied, breathless. "My secret is that I imagine tearing your clothes off and having my wicked way with you" he growled softly. Goosebumps littered my skin as I pulled away to look into his desire lidded eyes. "Really?" I asked, a smirk gracing my face. "My little temptress" he whispered. ~ Michael Hayfield, CEO of Hayfield Enterprise's has a secret and no body knows except his closeted friends. Hope Jackson is his Personal Assistant and now Michael's weakness. He's tried to keep her out of it but she gets sucked right back into his cruel world and not everyone is as they seem. Copyright @tavanalee No Rights Reserved 2018

Emperor Warrick Oswald is the most desirable man in the whole kingdom with his platinum hair and ice-blue eyes that can sand shiver to the most harder man. His personalty is cold but he love his empire and his subject. Ariella Rosewood is a maid in the palace she was 21 year old and working in the palace for almost three year now. Like other she also, only saw the him for distance and never thought that one day she will caught the king attention and since that day her life will change completely. ______________________ "You can be such a flirt sometimes, my king," I said, averting my gaze and focusing on the delicate dance of steam rising from my own cup of tea. The words slipped out before I could think. He chuckled, and I felt a warmth spread through me that had nothing to do with the warm beverage in my hands. "And what makes you say that, my dear?" His tone was light, but the intensity of his gaze belied the depth of his feelings. I looked back at him, my cheeks still flushed. "You know what I mean," I said with a small smile, trying to keep my voice light. "The way you look at me sometimes, the things you say... It's like you're playing with fire." "You know," Warrick said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he took a bite of the egg, "no one else would dare to call me flirt without fearing for their head." To anyone else, the king's words might have sounded like a veiled threat, a reminder of his absolute power and the fate that could befall them for such impertinence. But I can hear the playful lilt in his tone. He was teasing me. "Should I be fear to lose mine then?" I teased back. Warrick's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He reached out to gently trace my jaw with his thumb, sending shiver down my spine. "You, my dear," he said, his voice a gentle rumble, "are the most precious thing in my empire." His eyes searched mine, the intensity of his gaze leaving no room for doubt. "I would rather lose my crown than risk losing you."

A man feared by all-ruthless, powerful, and dangerously captivating. He's not just handsome; he commands attention the moment he steps into a room. He is the most feared mafia boss in all of London, a name spoken in whispers and never without caution. But beneath the tailored suits and cold, calculating eyes lies a past shrouded in darkness. His life is etched with scars-both the kind that fade with time and the kind that haunt the soul. Among them, one wound never truly healed: a deep, unshakable fear of being touched. It's not just discomfort; it's terror rooted in betrayal, violence, and a pain he never speaks of. The world may see a monster, but inside, he's a man at war with his own demons. She was left on the steps of a church as a baby, with no name and no family. She grew up in the shadows of others, never knowing the warmth of a family or what it felt like to be someone's first choice. All she ever wanted was to be seen, to be cared for. So when a man showed her attention and made her feel special, she believed it was love. But it wasn't. He slowly trapped her in a world of fear and control, and by the time she realized the truth, it was too late. His love came with bruises, his promises with threats. For years, she endured his violence, his control, all while clinging to the fragile hope that something-anything-might change. But it didn't. For years, she lived through pain and violence at his hands, feeling more alone than ever. Then, one night, with fear in her veins and courage in her heart, she ran. Eight months pregnant and carrying more than just a child-she carried the strength of every scar, every tear, and every silent scream she had buried. She didn't know where the road would lead, but for the first time, it was hers to choose. They were both broken. Both running from something. And neither of them expected the other to become the safest place they'd ever known.

The Russian mafia boss, who is engaged to a woman he can't stand, and a woman who works for the Criminal Investigation Department as an agent and a forensic pathologist. Two people from different worlds meet in a dark alleyway; fate does its work and connects their lives together. ____________ "I know you all are curious," he began, his Russian accent thick and unmistakable. "But the only thing you need to remember is that this beautiful woman," his hand rested possessively on my shoulder, "is Eleanor Morozov." His eyes swept over the room, challenging anyone to dispute his claim. "But most importantly, she is mine." "Every word that comes out of her mouth," he says, his voice echoing through the cavernous room, "will hold as much power and meaning as my own. You disrespect her," he pauses, his gaze sweeping over each man, "you die. You look down at her, you die. You think of her in any way but as my equal, you die, and the process will be... unpleasant." Vlad takes his seat beside me, his hand resting casually on the arm of the chair. "Now that we have that cleared up, let's continue what we're here for."

Ana vient de déménager dans une nouvelle ville, loin de son passé lourd. Au lycée, elle doit naviguer entre rancunes, regards hostiles et la solitude d'une nouvelle vie. Ji-Hoo, un élève aussi distant qu'agaçant, semble particulièrement la prendre en grippe, entre provocations et affrontements sans fin. Entre tensions, combats et blessures du passé, Ana va devoir choisir à qui faire confiance... et comment survivre dans ce terrain miné. he fell first and she fell harder ⚠️TW : violence, troubles alimentaires, harcèlement, mentionne le deuil, histoire contenant des scènes pouvant heurter la sensibilité de certain ⚠️¨Toute représentation ou reproduction intégrale ou partielle de l'œuvre faite sans le consentement de l'auteur ou de ses ayants droit ou ayants cause est illicite¨ → code de la propriété intellectuelle (article L. 111-1)

Born to die ? À Hawkins, survivre n'a jamais été une option, juste un hasard. Entre le monde à l'envers, les combats et les secrets, je pensais avoir tout vu... jusqu'à ce que Steve Harrington devienne mon point d'ancrage. Quand le danger revient, les sentiments aussi. Et ici, aimer peut coûter aussi cher que se battre. ⚠️TW : violence, histoire contenant des scènes pouvant heurter la sensibilité de certain. ⚠️Cette fanfiction est inspirée de la série stranger things (saisons 4 et 5). Les personnages, les lieux et le scénario principal ne m'appartiennent pas et n'ont pas été crée par moi. Seul le personnage de Livia m'appartient.⚠️

Aslan et Naïa sont deux streameurs célèbres et rivaux. Leur relation, marquée par des provocations incessantes et des collaborations forcées, se transforme peu à peu en un jeu dangereux de tension et de séduction. Entourés d'un groupe d'amis tout aussi dynamiques, ils se retrouvent souvent dans des situations où la rivalité se mêle à la jalousie et à des sentiments bien plus profonds. Au fil de leurs vidéos et de leurs interactions, leur animosité cachera-t-elle des sentiments qu'ils n'osent admettre ? ⚠️¨Toute représentation ou reproduction intégrale ou partielle de l'œuvre faite sans le consentement de l'auteur ou de ses ayants droit ou ayants cause est illicite¨ → code de la propriété intellectuelle (article L. 111-1)

Blood At The Opera The games of power are over-now it's personal. Maya thought she could walk away from Vaughn Morozov, but he's far from finished. Blood has been spilled, secrets have shattered trust, and obsession burns hotter than ever. Vaughn's vengeance is calculated, possessive, and utterly consuming-and Maya is caught in the storm, trapped between fear, desire, and a dangerous new reality. Enemies circle, loyalties are tested, and survival comes at a cost. Every touch, every command, every moment together is a battle of dominance and surrender-punishment and worship intertwine in a twisted dance only they can survive. And then comes the impossible twist: a life neither of them planned, a secret that could destroy or bind them forever. As the city burns, and as their obsession consumes everything, Maya and Vaughn must navigate a world of power, passion, and revenge-where love is dangerous, lust is deadly, and obsession rules all. TROPES: .DARK ROMANCE .ENEMIES TO LOVERS .MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE .BROTHER'S FRIEND .RUSSIAN MAFIA HEIR AND HEIRESS .SLOW BURN .BOY OBBSESSED .POSSESSIVE FEMALE LEAD .MAFIA HUSBAND x LAWYER WIFE .THE BEAST x HIS MATCH --- -- Book 3 of the opera trilogy. This is NOT a standalone. -- BLOOD AT THE OPERA IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK. ALL CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY AND BELONG TO RINAKENT. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION/MY IMAGINATION.