Rhiannon

Rhiannon's Books(2)

Lady Ophelia And Her Doctor

Romance

5.0

Ophelia Volkov was born into a life of privilege and power. The daughter of Valdoria's High Chancellor, she has everything-wealth, influence, and a family that adores her. She lives in a château more opulent than most royal palaces, with an army of servants catering to her every whim. Her life is perfect. Except for the dream. It comes in waves of pain and longing, always the same. A room soaked in blood. A woman's voice, raw with agony-It hurts!-before the world fades into darkness. Ophelia never remembers the details. She doesn't know who the woman is. Except that she is also named Ophelia. And every time she has that dream, she wakes up weaker, her body betraying her. Weeks spent bedridden, as if something is draining the life out of her. No doctor-no court physician, no foreign specialist-has been able to explain it. Until Gideon Garnett arrives. A brilliant doctor, unflappable and composed beyond measure. A man who doesn't bow to nobility, but watches her with an intensity that makes her feel exposed, unravelled, hunted. He knows something about her condition. About the dreams. And Ophelia is about to learn that the past isn't done with her yet.

The Female CEO's Obsession

Romance

5.0

At twenty-four, Annelise de Valois has the world at her feet. She's the CEO of a rapidly expanding empire. Old money flows through her veins-the kind that makes new money look like spare change. She lives in a heavily guarded château that no one can breach-no rivals, no suitors, not even paparazzi with drones. Her grandfather, a business legend, backs her. Other titans of industry admire her. Her enemies? They either grovel or disappear. Whatever she wants, she gets. A company? Snapped up. A competitor? Obliterated. A scandal? Buried before it even sees the light of day. She has everything. Except him. Leander Grimaldi. He's too young, too trusting, too fucking pure for someone like her. A five-year age gap isn't much, and the decades-old alliance between their families shouldn't even matter. The real problem is him. Leander has never known betrayal, never played the cutthroat games of high society, never learned to second-guess every word or every smile. Meanwhile, Annelise lives and breathes that world. She doesn't just play the game-she is the game. While he wanders through life unguarded, she calculates every move ten steps ahead. While he sees the best in people, she sees their weaknesses and exploits them. She should stay away. She should let him think of her as nothing more than a family friend-a big sister who looks out for him, protects him. But she doesn't. She lets herself get too close. She wants him too much. And she always gets what she wants. Even if, this time, taking it means destroying the one thing she can never buy back-his trust.