Devil's trapped Angel

Her Love, Her Destiny

***Cover page does not belong to me, credit goes to the owner*** She had to stay away from her family because of a prediction of a fortune teller which said to keep her away from the glamour life of the city. Her beauty can be her enemy till the age of twenty she should be hidden otherwise she will have to suffer. But history is witness to how anyone can change or run away from their destiny. She said with teary eyes to the man who was hovering over her, “Please let me go, I am your best friend’s woman” He scoffed and said, “You are just a bed warmer, my friend will thank me when he will know the truth about you” saying this tore her clothes and entered inside her without any warning. More than her body her heart pained hearing such words from the person who was so close to her heart.

Ties From Last Life

COVER PAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME CREDIT GOES TO THE OWNER ***This is the second part of “Devil’s Trapped Angel”*** The King’s family held all the business and the economy of the county. Brothers Edward King and Ethan King were on top of business. It was a rumour that the second son of the King’s family was a gay, until he kissed a girl freezing the whole airport, after a long passionate kiss he said in her ears huskily, “This time I won’t let you leave me” She lost her parents in an accident when she was hardly fifteen years, but a rich family adopted her and gave her a lot of love. She loved her adopted brother so much because of the way he took care of her, until a truth broke everything. She always dreamed of a man, but never saw the face of the man.

Love is in the air

***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was a simple girl and she went on vacation to her friend just before her marriage. Where things turned upside down He was a CEO of the big group and also had a hidden identity as Mafia king with lot of enemies They both were from different world and different places but their destiny had different plans for them. Lets see how they cross their road to each other.

Will make you mine

***This book is the second part of “Only mine forever” it talks about the children of Alice and Alex*** “You already have a wife! Why are you doing this?” she said crying hysterically, he pinned her on the bed and said, “I don’t care anything else, I just want you, only you, you are mine only mine” Being the mafia leader he proposed his love of life in the church where she was about to get married. What he said left everyone’s mouth opened, “love, please believe me, I never had any relationship with any other girl, if you want we can go for my virginity test” “Sunshine, how can you marry someone leaving your husband and baby behind”, he said entering the marriage hall of his fiancée. ***Note: Above description if of different person*** Image on poster is not mine

Unknown Feelings

***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** Marco Walters, he was demon in form of human body, he would do anything to win the world, he was cunning selfish, cruel a person who don’t thinks of anything apart from his profit. He even made a deal of his own marriage just to reach on the top of the world. She was forced to become mistress of her brother-in-law at the engagement banquet of her sister, she had made her mind that she will never follow this arrangement and she took a drastic step shaking everyone. He made Jane Gilbert’s life hell, after suffering for two years she vanished from his life but little did he expected that when she came back, she back with a bang shaking his whole world and challenging his position in the business world. “Jane, I will never let you walk out of my life, again” said Marco angrily She smirked and said “try it” and left without even looking back

Only mine forever

***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** He was king of business world who owned the entire country; he had no words named mercy in his dictionary. He doesn’t know what is called losing, he only knows to win and to kill She was right hand of the Mafia boss and his top shooter also known as Black Angel who never fails in her mission Moment his eyes fell on her first words left his mouth was “finally got you Mrs Williams” and he had his signature victory smile on his lips.

The Humble Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon

For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"

The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think

Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"

I Paid the Alpha King for One Night

For three years, I was the perfect, invisible wife. My husband, Jaden, called the songs I poured my soul into "trash," then secretly fed them to his pop-star mistress to make her famous. Then one night, after being drugged at a gala, I woke up in a stranger's bed. It wasn't just the betrayal that shattered me; it was the soul-deep certainty that this powerful, dangerous man was my true fated mate. I fled home in a panic, only to find a message on Jaden's phone confirming my worst fears. His mistress, the woman singing my songs on the radio, was pregnant with the baby he'd always told me I was too weak to carry. The nightmare deepened when I learned the identity of the man from the hotel. He was Carter Mcclain, the ruthless Alpha King-and my husband's older brother. He looked at me with eyes that knew my secret, his cruel smirk promising that my life was now a game for his amusement. Jaden had stolen my music, my dream of a family, and my future, leaving me trapped between his betrayal and his terrifying brother. He thought he had broken me, leaving me with nothing. He forgot he left me with the rage that wrote the songs. And I was about to write their final, brutal verse.

Scars of Betrayal: The Heiress They Tried To Erase

Kelsie's biggest regret in life was getting involved with Judge, the icy Captain. She pursued him for three years, married him for two, thinking she'd warmed a stone, only to be met with nothing. Her mother-in-law disliked her, her husband was indifferent, and a fragile "white moonlight" would occasionally try to get her attention. Until she witnessed Judge and Angelique meeting secretly at a hotel, her heart shattered, and then she discovered she was pregnant. Kelsie sneered, threw down the divorce papers, and decisively ran away, disappearing without a trace. When they met again, she was a successful single mother, surrounded by suitors. In the pouring rain, the once aloof man humbly stopped her car, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Kelsie, come home with me." The car window rolled down, and a little boy, nine-tenths like him, coldly warned in a cute but fierce tone, "Want to date my mommy? Ask me first!"

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.