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Mafia's Sweet Addiction
Romance
Abeer Malhotra, a billionaire, and the leader of the Mafia world having a dashing personality, elegant and the hottest bachelor of New York. He got betrayed by his own loved ones. His dictionary doesn't include words like "love".
Khushi, a kind-hearted, drop-dead gorgeous and innocent soul from India has its own unique style of cherishing every moment of life.
But destiny played its cruel game with both of them, getting two different people with different perspectives, different habits, different thoughts and different dreams together.
What will happen when their entirely different world will collide?
Will they compromise until they both get satisfied with those two lives turning into one or will become stranger once again?
Will destiny let them be together forever or parted their ways forever?
Join the roller coaster ride, and get ready to enjoy the beautiful love story, where you can feel every emotion of love, anger, mystery, lust, jealously, hatred, thriller and romance.
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New Life: New Beginnings
Dee Gleem For the last two years, Kane has been dreaming of the day when his mate finally turns 18 and they can finally claim each other. However, his world suddenly comes crashing down and his dream is instantly destroyed when the alpha announces that his son (Kane's mate) has found his mate, who is the daughter of a neighboring pack's alpha.
However, he can't bring himself to say anything. He has kept this a secret for two years and he was waiting for another few months until his mate's birthday, but that day is never coming now.
He can't stand seeing his mate with another, and he can no longer handle being in his pack. He can't let his father know either, since he is the pack's Beta.
What can he do? The only thing that he can think of.... He will keep his secret and run as far away as possible. He will no longer be Kane, but he will become a new person, with a new name.
Blake. That sounds nice. It also reminds him of black, which is what his past is now. Sold.
Cendrillon1996 The world has changed, vampires are a thing now, you can belong to one, to have a giant amount of money, the money would go to your family or people of your choice.
Andreas is desperate, having no family, having no one behind him, he was truly desperate.
His final choice was to belong to vampires, his final choice was to sell himself in order to save himself.
Andy wasn't bought by any regular vampire, Andy wasn't bought by one either.
Dante, head of his coven, decided to get his family a new baby, someone to fill the void of being immortals with no fertility rate.
This story is age regression/cgl/contains too much fluff and craziness.
Could be read as sequel or standalone to Lucifer Pet.
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes. Seven Years, A Shattered Promise
Noah On the giant screen in Times Square, Chloe Davis, radiant in red, slammed the gavel, and "Davis Innovations" exploded in green numbers. I stood in the crowd, a ghost she couldn't see, having spent seven years in her shadow, building her dream, waiting for the promise she' d made: "It will be you and me, Alex."
Then, a reporter' s question boomed from the speakers: "Rumors of an engagement?" Chloe' s smile widened, one I knew for magazine covers, never reaching her eyes. "The rumors are true," she said, her voice smooth as glass. "I'm engaged to Ethan Hayes. He's my rock." My world dissolved.
I walked away, calling her back later. "Don't be difficult," she said. "I was going to tell you." When I arrived at the sterile penthouse, she walked in with Ethan Hayes. "I made that soup for him," she whispered, pointing to the stove. "His stomach is sensitive. You're a survivor, Alex. You'll be fine without me. But he… he only has me." Then the final blow: "I need you to move out. I'll have a check cut for you. For your… contribution."
"What else would it be about?" she asked, genuinely confused when I laughed, crumbling the five-million-dollar check she offered as payment for seven years of my life. She thought everything had a price. As she fielded a call about flower orders, Ethan flashed a flicker of triumph, a cold calculation that revealed the "fragile" boy was a predator who had won.
But I finally saw the omega symbol on Ethan's collar – my symbol. The one from the necklace she wore, then gave to him. The rage solidified into something colder. "Keep your money, Chloe," I said, letting the check fall. "But there is something of mine I want back." My Bitter Brew: A CEO's Regret
Gavin For seven years, I poured my life into Artisan Ales, brewing the beer that built our empire, secretly married to its co-founder and CEO, Chloe.
Tonight, at our success party, I expected her to finally announce us, our shared journey, our partnership.
Instead, she introduced a fresh-faced intern, Liam, giving him full credit for my life' s work-my signature IPA-and beaming as he winked at her, publicly erasing me from our story.
My stomach clenched as applause erupted, not for us, but for Chloe and her new "power duo" with Liam.
Later, as she fretted over Liam's fake migraine, Chloe tossed me a cheap, flimsy watch-a pathetic imitation of the expensive one she bought him-an insult that cut deeper than any public slight.
"Don't be dramatic," she sighed, dismissing our secret marriage as an inconvenience, solidifying her betrayal.
How could the woman who promised "us" and believed in my beer, now treat me like an obsolete relic, a disposable part of her ruthless ambition?
The overwhelming feeling wasn't anger, but a hollow, cold emptiness where our shared dreams used to be, replaced by a bitter taste of ash.
As the cheap watch ticked, reminding me of my worth in her eyes, a new, chilling resolve set in: I would not just leave, I would reclaim everything that was truly mine.
Picking up my phone, I dialed the only other person who truly valued my craft, prepared to cut the cord, not just from the company, but from Chloe for good.