Devil's trapped Angel

Billionaires’ Love at First sight

***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.

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

Rising From Wreckage: Starfall's Epic Comeback

Rain hammered against the asphalt as my sedan spun violently into the guardrail on the I-95. Blood trickled down my temple, stinging my eyes, while the rhythmic slap of the windshield wipers mocked my panic. Trembling, I dialed my husband, Clive. His executive assistant answered instead, his voice professional and utterly cold. "Mr. Wilson says to stop the theatrics. He said, and I quote, 'Hang up. Tell her I don’t have time for her emotional blackmail tonight.'" The line went dead while I was still trapped in the wreckage. At the hospital, I watched the news footage of Clive wrapping his jacket around his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Angelena, shielding her from the storm I was currently bleeding in. When I returned to our penthouse, I found a prenatal ultrasound in his suit pocket, dated the day he claimed to be on a business trip. Instead of an apology, Clive met me with a sneer. He told me I was nothing but an "expensive decoration" his father bought to make him look stable. He froze my bank accounts and cut off my cards, waiting for the hunger to drive me back to his feet. I stared at the man I had loved for four years, realizing he didn't just want a wife; he wanted a prop he could switch off. He thought he could starve me into submission while he played father to another woman's child. But Clive forgot one thing. Before I was his trophy wife, I was Starfall—the legendary voice actress who vanished at the height of her fame. "I'm not jealous, Clive. I'm done." I grabbed my old microphone and walked out. I’m not just leaving him; I’m taking the lead role in the biggest saga in Hollywood—the one Angelena is desperate for. This time, the "decoration" is going to burn his world down.

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."

Goodbye Alpha, I'm No Longer Your Blood Bag

Zarelle Feymere-heiress to the most powerful werewolf dynasty in the world-made one mistake: she fell for an Alpha who saw her as nothing more than a rare blood bag. For three years, she endured the humiliation of a loveless mating, her veins tapped like a commodity to sustain the woman Calden Ashmoor truly loved, Thessaly. His fated mate, who rejected him to marry his brother. When a web of lies and betrayal is uncovered, Zarelle does the unthinkable: she walks away. Now, stripped of her disguise as a docile omega, the true daughter of the Missatian Pack returns to claim her birthright-and her revenge. Calden always thought he'd married a nobody. He never expected his discarded mate to come back as a queen.

The Discarded Heiress: Marrying My Lethal Husband

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash

Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.

Love's Sweetest Surprise: From Brokenhearted To Billionaire's Wife

For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."