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No Second Chances for Love

No Second Chances for Love

My life felt like a fairytale. I, Maya Rodriguez, was deeply in love with Ethan Cole, and my father, Ricardo, was a beloved philanthropist, hosting tonight's grand gala. This night felt special, like the start of everything good. But then, the ballroom doors burst open. Men in dark uniforms stormed in, DEA. And leading them was Ethan. My Ethan. His face, once full of warmth, was cold, hard. He arrested my father, revealing him as "El Martillo," a narcotics trafficker, and worse, the murderer of Officer Sarah Miller – my own mother. My world tilted, shattered in an instant. My perfect life was a lie. My father, a community pillar, was a criminal. My mother, murdered by him. And Ethan, the man I loved, was the architect of this destruction, a cold, calculating agent who had used me. His "I love yous" were just part of his "task." In the hospital, the bullet wound in my shoulder ached, but nothing compared to the news: Agent Cole had a fiancée. I was a means to an end, a tool. Not a person. Was any of it real? Our dates, our nights, his whispers? Did he feel anything, or was I just a job he had to do? The realization was a bitter pill. Hope turned to ash. But as I replayed the horrifying scene, a tiny memory surfaced: my father, a faint scratch on his cheek the night my mother supposedly died in a car crash. A cold suspicion snaked through me. This wasn't just about betrayal. This was about truth. I fumbled with my mother's St. Michael pendant. Inside, tiny engravings: "7710. S.M. My real name." Sarah Miller. My mother. A cop. Killed in the line of duty. By my father. The naive girl was gone. Now, only a burning resolve remained. I would find out everything. And when I did, they would all pay.
Sins of the Saverios

Sins of the Saverios

"I should kill you for what you've done," she seethed, her voice shaking with rage and something darker. He stepped in, chest to chest, his voice a seductive threat. "Then do it, tesoro. But don't pretend you weren't touching yourself last night, whispering my name like it was a confession." She tried to shove him, but he grabbed her wrists, pinning them against the wall with brutal ease. "You think I didn't hear you?" he murmured, lips grazing her throat. "Every breathy little moan... every filthy cry... all for the man you claim to hate." "I do hate you." His smirk was wicked. "Then hate me harder, amore mio. But next time, come to me instead of your fingers." SHE WAS PITCHED TO THE DEVIL FOR FINANCIAL PURSUIT. BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE DEVIL TURNS OUT TO BE THE ONLY MAN WHO CAN RUIN HER...or save her? They said love and hate are closely related. She never believed it,until the night she was forced to marry into the very family that destroyed hers. The Saverios,covered in wealth, blood, and secrets. Ruthless, feared, untouchable. Her parents' death was no accident, and marrying their heir was a bitter pill she swallowed with venom on her tongue and revenge in her heart. Salvatore Saverio,cold-blooded, dangerously beautiful, and sinfully powerful,was everything she despised. A walking temptation wrapped in designer suits and whispered threats. She planned to seduce him, manipulate him, and dismantle his empire from within. But nothing could have prepared her for the man behind the mask. He's dominant. Obsessive. Possessive. And he sees right through her. What begins as a deadly game of power and lust changes into something far more twisted. And when she starts falling for the man she swore to ruin, she realizes too late: in her world where secrets ruled... Loyalties will shatter. Blood will spill. And love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all. But will they survive this trying, dangerous moment? Or will the sins of their parents haunt them?
The  Mafia's  Hidden  Heir

The Mafia's Hidden Heir

Blurb: When Valentina Russo registered at university under a different name, she felt she had left the stifling world of her family's terrible past. She hides from the demons of her past by blending into university life as a quiet librarian assistant. Her delicate calm is destroyed, though, when she is drawn back into the world she so nervously sought to escape-one governed by secrets, power, and blood. Then meet Luca DeLuca, cold, merciless, and hiding his actual identity as the heir to one of the most strong mafia families. Luca, sometimes known on campus as the friendly but enigmatic transfer student, keeps his double life secret and acts as an average student by day and mafia prince by night. Valentina becomes the key to strengthening a weak partnership between their warring families when he learns her actual name. Luca suggests a deal-a flash marriage neither of which she can escape-to rescue his enterprise. Valentina finds herself caught in Luca's perilous world after being compelled into a transactional marriage with a man she hardly knows. But her uncovering of Luca's secret identities causes their illicit attraction to blossom, transcending obligation and risk. Secrets threaten to pull them apart; enemies from both their families show up; and the line between love from betrayal gets blurry. In a game when loyalty kills, can Valentina survive long enough to take back her life and her heart? And will Luca stay faithful to the empire that made him, or will he give all to guard the lady he is beginning to love? Stakes have never been more in a world where love and power coexist. And just one can emerge victorious.
The Mafia's Angel Ordeal.

The Mafia's Angel Ordeal.

My wrists were bound above my head, the leather strap biting into my skin as I struggled uselessly. He circled me, his dark gaze devouring every inch of me. "You're trembling," He said, stopping in front of me, his voice a toxin. "Do you always tremble like this, or is it just when I'm about to ruin you?" I bit my lip, refusing to answer, though my body betrayed me. He stepped closer, his hand encircling my throat, the pressure a seductive command. "Speak." "I... I don't know," I stammered, my voice breaking. "Liar." His fingers gripped my jaw, forcing me to meet his eyes. "You belong to me, don't you?" My heart pounded, the words caught in my throat. "I-" "No hesitation," he growled. "Say it, or I'll remind you how I deal with defiance." "I belong to you," I whispered, trembling. "Good girl," he murmured, his hand sliding down to tease the curve of my breast. He undid his belt, the leather slipping free with a deliberate snap. "Let me remind you who owns you." ....... Allison Blackwell's life unravels when she's abducted by the ruthless Blade mafia family, only to uncover her father's secret-he's been their partner all along. Allison is trapped in a mansion caught between the Blade brothers-one cold, the other ruthless. As her father arranges a marriage to further solidify his ambitions, forbidden passion erupts, leading Allison to sleep with her bodyguard the night before her wedding. The stakes are high, and freedom's price may be too much. Can she control her fate, will she become what she hates or will she remain a pawn in a deadly game? A dark romance with violence, coercion, and adult themes.
He Broke My Leg, I Broke His Empire

He Broke My Leg, I Broke His Empire

The blizzard howled, tearing through my truck, through my bones. My leg, shattered by Ethan's enforcers, throbbed, a familiar pain mirroring the betrayal in my heart. My phone screen flickered, a cruel final joke, announcing Ethan had just won "Family Values Politician of the Year." The photo showed him beaming, his arm around Brittany, and a little boy, their adopted son, wearing my Daisy' s bracelet. The one I' d made for her before Ethan sold her to child traffickers. My life, this wretched string of Ethan' s deceits, flashed before my eyes. I' d sold off my family' s historic ranch, acre by precious acre, to fund his political ambitions, only to be branded "uncivilized" for the calloused hands that built our legacy. He' d given my only insulated coat to Brittany, called me hysterical for a post-birth hemorrhage while giving my life-saving medicine to Brittany for a "migraine." Then, the county fair. To pay off a campaign scandal, he' d arranged for Daisy to get "lost," selling our daughter. When his deal went sour, he' d used me as a shield, promising to tell me where she was if I protected him. I fought like a cornered animal, and they broke my leg. He never told me. Dying in this snow, watching the man who destroyed everything receive an award, with my daughter' s bracelet on another child' s wrist? The injustice was a suffocating shroud. Why did he hate me so much? How could he be so cruel? What kind of monster sells his own child? Then, darkness. And a gasp. I jolted awake, not in a blizzard, but in Brittany' s lavish home, pregnant. Pregnant with Daisy. This time, things would be different.