“It’s our anniversary today. I planned our day together,” I declare. “I have work to do,” “But I asked your PA to clear your schedule for the day,” “That’s the thing. You made plans behind my back without talking to me about it first, Ariel,” He then walks past me and walks out of the closet. “I thought I was doing something nice for you – for us at least. You have always worked so hard, so at least take this day off with me. We never got to celebrate our wedding anniversary,” I rebuke. He decides not to say anything. He opens his bag on the couch facing our bed and takes out a white A4 envelope, tossing it on the little table in the middle of our room. “Is it so hard for you to read the room all the time? How would you celebrate a wedding anniversary when there is no love between us? Are you not tired of all this pretence because I am!" He chastises. "That’s for you. Sign it so that we can get it over and done with,” With that said, he puts on his black sunglasses and walks out of the room. Only then do I breathe out the air I didn’t even know I was holding. I’m confused and, most of all, hurt. I didn’t see this coming. I drop my eyes on the envelope with bold printed letters of the name of the law firm our lawyer works at.

The bar is empty with only a man behind the counter who has his back on me. The man is pouring a drink in a glass, and I am just observing him. For a moment, I forgot about the reason that brought me here. I gets to the bar, sit on one of the high chairs and put my bag on the empty chair next to me. As I lead gazes at the man’s back, I imagine what he might look like. I picture him as being tall and muscular, with broad shoulders and a lean frame. His hair is dark and swept back, and his features are chiselled and handsome. I can almost feel the intensity of his gaze, even though he hasn’t turned around to face me yet. The music plays on, and the I feel myself being drawn into the moment, feeling as though time has stopped. I am having fun guessing his looks. I just wish I could do the same with the person I’ll be marrying tomorrow. Then, the man turns around. My heart skips a beat as the man turns around, and I get my first glimpse of his face. His eyes are piercing and dark, and they seem to see right through me. His hair was thick and dark, styled with a disciplined elegance. His features are striking, and his jaw is firm and strong. His lips are full and inviting, and I can’t help but feel drawn to him. He looks at me, and I feel a rush of electricity course through my body. I can barely breathe as he holds my gaze, and I find myself unable to look away.

It all started when my fiancé Wayne got me a job at his billionaire uncle’s oil company as a receptionist. I needed that job because I needed to pay off my student loan and pay my mother’s hospital bill as she was diagnosed with bone cancer, but the salary was not enough to cover all my expenses. Wayne’s uncle was extremely nice to me and told me to get comfortable around him and ask him anything whenever I needed something from him. That was my biggest mistake! I shouldn’t have done that because he was my boss and, overall, he was my fiancé’s uncle. He knew my financial problems, and he used them to get through me. I got to my weakest point and had a one-night stand with him, and my salary got better. I slept with him once, and it never happened again, as he left the country to take care of his other company overseas, but he obviously didn’t leave me in peace. He left me with these words; “I am going to come back to claim what’s mine.”

**IF YOU READ THE MAFIA STEPDADDY, NO NEED TO READ THIS. IT IS JUST BEING EDITED** As soon as the cab I requested stopped right in front of me, I quickly opened the door and jumped in, begging the driver to go as fast as he could. He just kept asking if I was okay and if I was hurt. I appreciate his concern, but I don't need him to be right now. I just need him to get me far away from this place. What have I done? It was nice and I enjoyed every minute and second of it, but my mother must be so disappointed in me. She is probably tossing and turning in her grave because I did a woeful thing. It should have never happened in the first place. How will I ever live with my stupid decision?☆☆☆ TRIGGER WARNING: MATURE CONTENT || VIOLENT SCENES || DADDY ISSUES. READ WITH CAUTIOUS.

TRIGGER WARNING 18+ || Mature content and violent scenes ahead. #DREAMELOVESTORYCONTEST || REBIRTH & REVENGE PART 1/2 FIORELLA & GABRIELE “Seems like after our first encounter when I helped you with your car, I am kind of seeing you a lot,” I say, still holding on to her bag. “And I am starting to think that you are following me, signore,” She raises her eyebrow and pouts her lips. I softly bite my lower lip and just absorb her for a moment. There is just something about this girl that makes me want to just take her out for dinner and get to know her a little more. This is the third time I am meeting her and as much as I don’t believe in fate, I don’t think this is a coincidence. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” I tease her. “You wish,” She says, chuckling. “I wouldn’t mind though. It would be worth it,” I wink. “Signore, are you flirting with me?” “I don’t know what I’m doing, piccola ragazza, but is it working?” I lick my bottom lip. *** Her name is Jasmine Roche. Four years ago, she was in a relationship with her boyfriend, Benjamin Bianchi, but her parents were not very fond of their relationship as they were wealthy and respected people, and Benjamin was just average. One day, they planned to elope and start their lives in Rome, Italy but got involved in a tragic car accident and only Jasmine survived it. Four years later, she goes with her new identity, living only with her four-year-old son in Rome. She meets a man with green eyes and a fine jawline, Gabriele Ferrari, a Mafia in Italy. Not only does he remind her of her late boyfriend, but she feels comfortable around him. They stumble upon each other a couple of times, and that was only the beginning of their profound relationship. Life used to be peaceful for Jasmine until she met Gabriele. Will things work out between them? Are they going to have their happy ending? *** PART 2/2 VIOLETA & PABLO After four years in an abusive marriage, Violeta finally burns the bridge that she and her husband built to create a new one with her soul mate, Pablo. Does Violeta's husband let it burn without trying to save it, or does he fight?

I used to be excited, impatiently waiting for this day, but now that I know what is expected of me, I don't think I want to continue with this ceremony; my 21-year-old birthday celebration and coming-of-age ceremony. Who knew that I would have kept my virginity until this day to have this beautiful ceremony? My two wolf mates are sitting so close to each other, and they are both hoping that I choose either of them. What do I do in a situation like this; I am about to make a life-changing decision and I do not want to hurt any of them. With the spear that I am holding in my hand, I walk towards them and stand between them, running my eyes from one to another. This is so hard, but it needs to be done. I finally get the courage to kneel and stab the spear on the ground in front of my chosen mate; everyone attending the ceremony gasping at my decision. I stand up in front of the mate I did not choose and say these cruelest words to him. I can see the hurt and disappointment in him and I already feel so bad. "I am sorry, but I reject you as my mate." I said those final words to him before taking my chosen mate's hand, making our way to the dancefloor to have my first dance with him. My name is Angela Ajax, a vampire of the Red Moon Kingdom, but raised in the wolves' Moon Valley Kingdom. I welcome you to my catastrophic journey. **NB: Angela is the main character of this story. We will also get into other characters' POVs, but they all revolve around Angela. **TRIGGER WARNING: There will be violence, explicit scenes that might trigger some readers. Please do not take offense in any of it.

“You were not pregnant when I left you back home, Nandi. How the hell did you get pregnant?” “We made love, Enzo,” “It was just sex, and as far as I can remember, I wore a protection,” “It is not always safe, Enzo. Mistakes happen; it could have busted, I don’t know,” “I don’t want it. I will organize transport for you to leave and go back home first thing tomorrow morning before I go to work. You can sleep on the bed, and I will take the couch, Good night, Nandita.” Fate never neglects anyone who deserves it. After a few years of Enzo neglecting Nandi, they finally meet again when Nandi applied for a job in his company without even knowing that Enzo is the CEO of that company. When they both discover that, it gets so emotional for them. Enzo has changed, but Nandi is even better. Looks independent, attractive, matured and also had found a boyfriend, but Enzo is not happy about that. "I want you back and that is not up for discussion, Nandi," "I have a boyfriend, Enzo," "Not anymore. Come back home, Nandi." Will Nandi take him back because she still loves him or let karma deal with Enzo? It is a bumpy road, but hopefully it ends well for the two. Love is beautiful, love is kind, love is patient and love is also not easy. Heartaches, chest pains, more tears are too be expected; if you cannot handle the hot pots, you are welcome not to continue with the story.

This is Book 2 of THE ITALIAN BOSS. When Anastasia thought her husband's old habits had died, she discovers that they were actually waiting for the right moment to turn up. This hurts Ana emotionally and physically. When she realises that she has had enough, she thinks to herself and decodes whether to become Maurizio's enemy or his partner until death does them apart, but she chooses between the latter. Maurizio refuses to live by the rules, as we have learned in Book 1. He is more arrogant and unstoppable, but no matter how his self-consciousness makes him lose it and hurt his family, they will always be his number one priority and they all know it for sure. Later, when he soon realises and discovers what his wife has planned, he refuses to make her dreams come true without fighting.

#ROYALROMANCE Supernaturaal worlds between Wimbledon and Waverly. Agatha the hidden Princess from royalty, such a naive, innocent girl with supernatural powers from a supernatural world called Waverly. When she had just discovered herself and where she comes from when she also discovered her gift, when she goes on initiation, unconscious for six months. When she woke up again, she started hearing voices and having visions, and in that way, she could see danger coming, or she could see someone in need of help... that is one of the reasons she met her soul mate, Luke Friedrich — the Prince of Wimbledon. Like is an insensitive, harsh and difficult person, but his love for Agatha cannot be doubted. It gets difficult when Luke's stepmother, a diplomatic witch meddles in Luke and Agatha's relationship and tries to break them apart. Agatha would do anything to save Luke's life and at some point, she thought it was best for her to stay hidden, thinking Luke would give up on her, but Luke wasn't going to have that; he fought for Agatha until the end; until he triumphed the odds. vampires, diplomatic witches, thrones, werewolves, alpha, magic, Mediums, seers and more unearth things come together to spoil the romance between the couple, but their love has conquered the tribulations.

18+ TRIGGER WARNING *** Anastasia, just not so long ago she was full of life, dreams and all she ever wanted was to be a chef of her own, own a restaurant, and serve people the best food in Naples, Italy. Anastasia Griffiths is a 23-year-old girl originally from South Africa, but moved to Naples in Italy when her father got a permanent job there, working for the most notorious mob leader who is the most feared man in Naples, if not the whole of Italy – the Italian Mafia. Little did he know about who he really was; little did his family know that, this would be the man in Anastasia's life. Thereupon, when Anastasia's father passed away and her mother was critically sick, she had to step in and take over, making sure that she takes care of her siblings and her 5-year-old daughter, while also trying to pursue her dreams, but it got harder. When the Italian boss made an offer to her and she refused, he promised to torture her life until she gave in willingly. Submissive, obeying and surrendering is what Maurizio has ever desired in a woman. He is a dominant man and him, being the man to save Anastasia from all the troubles she had, Anastasia had to pay the price harshly by being owned by the Italian Boss. She has sold herself to the devil, but did she ever think that one day, she would fall in love with him? It was difficult at first, but it became a sweet romance at last. "With this on your neck, I own you. I dominate you and you can never say no to me. I own you… I own your life." He emphasised the word OWN, and that was only the beginning of everything. . The Book is followed by THE ITALIAN BOSS:OLD HABITS DIE HARD.