After ten years, Finn Martins returns to Brazil to destroy his enemy, though he didn't count on facing the only woman he's ever loved - his enemy's daughter, Nina Peres. ***** After ten years, Finn Martins is returning to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil as a different man. He's changed his name, his identity, and even his looks. Now Markos Petrakis, a Greek Ruthless Multi-Billionaire World shipping magnate, he's ruthless and feared. He can destroy anyone with just a snap of his fingers, and that's his plan: to destroy his sworn enemy. The man who ruined his life and tore apart his family. The only problem? Getting his revenge would also hurt the only woman he's ever loved - his enemy's daughter, Nina Peres. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

#1 in romance genre (1stJan - 8th Jan.) ( Again placed #1 in romance in Feb) Aaron got up from his seat and walked round the table towards her while she was still sitting as if glued to that seat. He bent towards her, his one hand on the table and with the other he held her chin so that their eyes were at level.. "Listen to me very clearly, Mrs Livia Aaron Rodriguez, you are my wife now. So you can only think of me, talk to me, smile at me, look at me and be around me only. You will do what I say." "I am not your slave." Ignoring her protest he continued,"And if you are feeling very needy and if you want to sleep with a man so much then don't worry just come to me and I promise you, I'll give you the best physical pleasure in this world. Afterall I'm quite experienced in this physical pleasure department." "Bastard!" she slapped his hand away but Aaron caught her mouth and kissed her hard... ____________ A cold and arrogantly ruthless CEO by day and a playboy by night, was how newspapers and magazines always portrayed the young billionaire Aaron Rodriguez but how much of truth did these rumours held? Was he really that kind of person as the rumours called or was there a different shade of him? Livia was going to find out soon... ______________ 18 Oct '19 - 12 Dec' 19 Word count : 34950-35000 approx. *** This is my first work and I hope you'll like it 😊 Do vote and comment because your support matters a lot. 👉 The work is unedited. So read at your own risk. If you find a mistake I hope you'll be able to either ignore it or point it out very politely. You can also check out my other book. Hopefully you'll like it too. ❤️

All Samantha is asking for from Lucas is to forgive her for ruining his life four years ago, but how can that be possible when the only thing on his mind is revenge? ***** When Samantha broke up with the then-nerdy Lucas by spreading lies that ruined his reputation, she destroyed him and left him heartbroken. Four years have passed, however, and Lucas has become a billionaire CEO-gorgeous and sexy as sin. Men have grown to envy him and women have begun adoring him, including Samantha, when the two are brought back together. For her, it was a second chance at love, but for him, it's about exacting his master plan for revenge. And if Lucas has his way, he'll make sure that this time, it's Samantha that gets her heart broken. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

He wanted her to say something, anything! Why was she agreeing to this? Why was she accepting marriage to a man she didn't even know? Why was she so weak, so stupid, so powerless? He wished above all things that he could walk away from this mess but his father had made it very clear; he couldn't walk away, only Kyra could. And until then, he was stuck with her. Yet, here she sat, hardly able to even look him in the eye. "You, Kyra, are many things" He said, his finger tracing the outline of her face. She held her eye lids shut, no doubt afraid to look at him. "A bait. A punishment. A torment" He snarled, making certain to leave his venom dripping from every word as he laid emphasis on them. He leaned forward and pressed his lips menacingly against her ears. "But. You. Will. Never. Be. My. Wife" Retracting his finger and leaning back, he watched her, waiting patiently for her reaction. But she sat there, her eyelids still shut, her hands trembling by her side and her lips pressed together. She said nothing and it infuriated him. He hated the woman that sat before him, the weakling that was his curse. He watched with great disgust as a drop of tear disentangled itself from her thick, black, long lashes and made its way down her flushed cheek while her eyes stood shut. With that, he turned around and walked away, determined to be the one to break Kyra. **** When Vihaan's father forces him into an arranged marriage with Kyra, he treats her as she deserves; with anger and disgust. Until the real reason his father chose Kyra is revealed; her life hangs on the balance and with her death, Vihaan stands to gain her father's entire empire. Will Vihaan eventually turn against his father's sinister plan to get Kyra out of the picture and stand to fight for her life or will he see her death as an escape from his emotional prison? Copyright © 2016-2019 Lily Orevba All rights reserved

"I will never marry you." I said in a low voice filled with venom. He moved close. His hands moved to my waist. His hold was firm. His face was so close that his nose touched mine. I shut my eyes tightly. "Stop being so difficult for once, Aanya." He whispered. "Let go of me, Hussein." I said and pushed him with all my might. Hussein didn't expect this from. He stumbled back but quickly balanced himself. I quickly moved away from him and was about go out when Hussein grabbed my elbow and roughly pulled me back. He pinned me to the wall and placed his lips on mine. He started to kiss me roughly. But this time I didn't give in. I didn't kiss him back. #12 in romance [7/5/2018] #11 in romance [9/5/2018] #8 in romance [10/5/2018] #10 in romance[12/5/2018]