Amelia Roberts, a young woman, is cruelly betrayed by her father and forced to be a surrogate mother for the ruthless millionaire Stevenson Westcott. After giving birth to her son, Oliver, Amelia is separated from him and left to fend for herself. Determined to get her son back, Amelia embarks on a dangerous mission, accepting a job as a personal assistant to Oliver, now a mischievous four-year-old boy. Disguised as a man named "Alex," Amelia deeply connects with her son and becomes his accomplice in fun pranks. But there's an unexpected obstacle in her path: Terrence Westcott, Oliver's single father and Stevenson's grandson. Terrence, a man obsessed with order and cleanliness, begins to feel an irresistible attraction toward his new assistant "Alex," an attraction that drives him to the brink of madness. As Amelia and Terrence grow closer, sharing moments of tenderness and complicity with Oliver, the sparks between them become harder to ignore. But their path to love is riddled with obstacles, from Terrence's manipulative grandfather to his capricious and intolerable fiancée, Clara. When the truth about Amelia's identity comes to light, it triggers a series of events that test her determination and love. Amelia must fight against conspiracy, betrayal, and dangerous enemies to reclaim her son and protect her new family.
Amelia Roberts arrived at the front door of the elegant Georgian mansion located in Kensington Palace Gardens.
She felt exhausted after a busy day at school, looking up, her eyes widened as she saw a shiny Rolls-Royce Phantom parked near the main entrance.
Could it be possible that her father, the prestigious businessman Malcolm Roberts, had bought her this luxurious car as a gift for her eighteenth birthday?
She immediately imagined herself driving the car through the streets of London, her heart began to beat rapidly with excitement.
She opened the front door and entered the hall, immediately noticing that something was not right, her father was pacing the main hall back and forth, constantly moving his hands nervously.
"Dad? Is something wrong?" Amelia asked, frowning.
Malcolm's eyes locked on her, and before he could respond, the clicking of heels was heard in the hallway and his stepmother, Penelope, strutted into the room.
The woman, with her perfectly coiffed platinum blonde hair and designer dress, looked out of place in the tense atmosphere.
Behind Penelope appeared Daphne, Penelope and Malcolm's daughter, the girl was a reminder of the betrayal of Amelia's mother, having been born when Malcolm was still married to her.
The 19-year-old, blonde and light brown-eyed, directed a look full of contempt at her red-haired sister with curly hair and huge blue eyes.
A wicked smile was noticeable on Penelope's lips, as if she were enjoying some private joke. Her eyes shone with a glint of triumph that made Amelia shudder involuntarily.
"Well, well, it's dear Amelia," Daphne sneered disdainfully, her voice laced with venom that she didn't bother to hide. "How convenient that you've arrived just in time."
"Just in time for what?" Amelia asked, glaring at her.
"Ah, dear Amelia," Penelope chimed in with a saccharine tone that failed to hide her malice. "We were just about to start celebrating, the occasion calls for it.."
"Celebrate? What the hell are you talking about?" Amelia was confused, Penelope had never celebrated anything for her.
Malcolm cleared his throat, attracting his daughter's attention, the man seemed to have aged ten years in a matter of minutes.
"Amelia, daughter, please sit down," he asked in a slow voice, it was as if he had a hard time saying each word. "I have... I have something very important to tell you," he added as he awkwardly adjusted the knot of his tie, a nervous gesture Amelia knew well.
The young woman was intelligent and well-behaved, although Penelope had forced Malcolm to always leave her aside, constantly leaving her in the background.
Amelia obeyed her father and took a seat on one of the velvet sofas, her father sat in front of her and took her hands in his, a gesture that was too kind that he never had.
Amelia noticed that her father's hands were shaking slightly, and that scared her more than anything else.
"Child, what I am about to reveal to you will not be easy to hear," Malcolm said, pausing, as if he were gathering strength to continue.
"For heaven's sake, Dad, can you stop beating around the bush?" Daphne exclaimed, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "Tell your dull daughter what she's in for, it's not like it's the end of the world... well, maybe for her it is," she added with a sly grin.
"Shut up, Daphne!" Amelia snapped, jumping to her feet, her blue eyes flashing with fury. "No one gave you permission to open your mouth, you bitch, this is between me and my father."
"Don't talk to your sister like that!" Penelope barked, stepping forward with her fists clenched. Her face, normally expressionless thanks to the botox, contorted into a grimace of rage.
"That thing is not my sister," Amelia spat in contempt, pointing a finger at Daphne. "She is only the fruit of your deceit and betrayal of my mother. She will never be my family!"
Daphne's face turned red with anger, her light brown eyes darkened dangerously, with a scream of rage, she lunged at Amelia, grabbing her hair tightly.
"I'll teach you to respect me, you damn orphan!" Daphne screamed as she pulled Amelia's hair.
Both young women rolled on the ground, screaming and insulting each other, the next thing was screams and gasps as they tore their clothes in the middle of the fight, Malcolm tried to separate them, but Penelope stopped him, holding his arm tightly.
"Leave them alone, Malcolm!" Penelope exclaimed, with a crooked smile on her lips. "Let them resolve their differences like the women they are!"
Penelope was so twisted that she was enjoying this, she didn't care that one of those girls was her daughter, for her, it was a sight that she didn't see every day.
"Stop it! Stop it!" Malcolm shouted, but his voice was lost in the chaos.
After several minutes of struggling, scratching and hair pulling, Amelia managed to get away from Daphne and pushed her away with a strong push.
Daphne looked at her sister with contempt, her eyes flashing as she wiped a trickle of blood that ran from the corner of her lips. Her perfect hairdo was now a mess, and her designer dress was torn in several places.
"You're a fucking bitch, Amelia," she spat with hatred. "My mother should have gotten rid of you as soon as dad brought her into this house! You're a disgrace to this family."
"You and your mother are the only disgraces here," Amelia replied in a voice as cold as ice. "They destroyed this family long before I could do anything about it."
"Enough!" Malcolm raised his voice, stepping between his two daughters. "Behave with the dignity that young ladies of your class deserve. This... This is not what I wanted for any of you."
"Oh, please, Malcolm," Penelope interjected in a mocking tone. "Don't come here and give that kind of speech now, just say what you've agreed to and that's it."
Malcolm closed his eyes for a moment, as if his wife's words had physically struck him. When he opened them again, he looked at Amelia with an expression of deep regret.
"Amelia, daughter, what I have to tell you is... is..."
Penelope's gaze hardened and she glared at her husband with a cold stare.
"Amelia, I have agreed that... that you will stay away from us for a while," she finally said, each word seeming to cause him physical pain. "In exchange, we will receive a large sum that will allow us to save Roberts Enterprises from bankruptcy."
"What?" Amelia whispered, her voice barely audible. "No, Dad! You can't do something like that!" her voice grew louder with each word. "What do you mean by pushing me away?"
Daphne giggled at her sister's distress.
"Well, well, it seems that Dad has sold you out," she said with false sympathy. "And you always believed that Dad loved you, look at the twists and turns life takes, ha, ha, ha. I always knew you would end up like this, Amelia, you are of no importance, do you understand now?"
"Shut your mouth, stupid!" Amelia shouted, her eyes filled with tears of helplessness and rage. "You know nothing, nothing!"
Malcolm took a step towards his daughter.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart, I had no choice, it was this or losing everything..."
"Shut up!" Amelia cut him off, jumping to her feet. "You can't be serious! How could you sell me out like this? I'm your daughter! Your blood!"
Penelope put an arm around Daphne's shoulders in an almost motherly gesture, a triumphant smile curling her perfectly painted lips.
"Come on Malcolm, don't justify yourself anymore," she said in a false tone. "You did the right thing by selling that ungrateful orphan, it's what she deserves for her insolence. Besides, think of all the good you'll do with that money, we'll be able to save the company, maintain our way of life..."
"Shut the fuck up, Penelope!" Amelia screamed, beside herself. "You're nothing but a climbing whore who got into this family to hunt down a rich husband!"
"How dare you!" the woman put a hand to her chest, feigning indignation. "Malcolm, control this spoiled brat!"
Malcolm rubbed his temples, dejected.
"Penelope is right, Amelia, it is the best thing for the family... to save us."
"To hell with your damn family!" Amelia could not hold back her tears of rage and helplessness. "You are not my father anymore!"
At that moment, the front door burst open, and two burly men, dressed in menacing black suits, burst into the living room.
Amelia felt terrified when they grabbed her by the arms with force and began to drag her towards the exit, regardless of her struggles.
"No! Let me go, damn it!" the young woman screamed in a torn voice. "Dad, please do something! Don't let them take me!"
Anya's life takes a turn when she finds her boyfriend Misha in bed with her cousin Katya during her grandfather's birthday party. Devastated, she ends up in a bar where she meets a mysterious man and spends the night with him. What she doesn't know is that the stranger is Alexei Petrov, the same man her grandfather has arranged for her to marry in order to unite two of Moscow's biggest fortunes. When Alexei recognises her on her wedding day, he believes it's all a plan to trap him. Furious, he vows to make their marriage a living hell. What begins as a power struggle between the two becomes complicated when the attraction between them grows, despite their hatred and mistrust. But just when Anya thinks they might have a chance, she finds Alexei with his lover in a cabin during their anniversary celebration. The lover, in a fit of cruelty, pushes Anya down the stairs. Viktor, Alexei's best friend, finds her badly injured and decides to help her. He is the only one who knows the truth and becomes her protector while she fights to survive and protect what she carries in her womb from a world where everyone seems to be against her. Anya will realize that not everything is what it seems. In a world of passion and betrayal, she discovers how far love can go before it becomes a dark obsession.
Ariadna Kallistos had it all: beauty, wealth and a bright future, with a seemingly perfect life, engaged to the man she considered to be the man of her dreams, she thought she had her life figured out, but everything changed unexpectedly with the death of her sister Melina, and the ruin of her family. Dimitrios Galanis, an enigmatic and dangerous man, is not only a powerful CEO but also a feared mob boss with a very meticulous plan, to ruin the Kallistos family and force Ariadna to marry him, with one goal, to take revenge for the suffering that Ariadna and Leonidas caused his sister Antara in the past. Hurt by the disappearance of his sister, and eager to fulfill his revenge, he will make Ariadna suffer from the first moment of their forced marriage, while fighting against the attraction and desire that she awakens. Dimitrios will have to deal with an increasingly rebellious Ariadna, who is determined to use the power that comes with being the wife of the mafia boss to her advantage. The two will try to resist what they feel. He is willing to carry out his revenge, and she will do everything possible to obtain the freedom she so longs for.
"Does love come from sight?" Two men obsessed with the same girl. Ava is a very beautiful and innocent girl who lost her sight after the accident in which her parents died. She was placed under the custody of her father's nephew, an unscrupulous man who kept her imprisoned for years. She manages to escape now that she knows he wants to force her into marriage. If he succeeds, he will inherit her parents' fortune. He is also obsessed with possessing her. Mateo Licciardi is a powerful businessman who doesn't believe in conventional relationships. Love? That's not something he believes in, until destiny places an angel in front of him. He is determined to do whatever it takes for her. He will try to show her his world, hoping she understands and doesn't drift away from his side. He won't let Teodoro Miller harm her. The two will face off in a power struggle to win her.
Ahmed Khan is a tormented man, he was unfaithful in the past and lost the one he loved the most. Now fate has brought a beautiful girl into his life. They spend a night together by mistake, and this mistake will completely change his life. What will happen when he kidnaps her and takes her to Dubai, now that he has become a Sheikh due to a promise made to his father? Mia is a beautiful girl who is forced by her stepmother to marry a dangerous mafia man whom she doesn't love. She spends a night with a stranger by mistake. What will happen when she is kidnapped by the Arab? Will she be able to adapt to the strange traditions of a country she doesn't know? Carlo Román is an Italian mafia boss who will tirelessly search for his kidnapped girlfriend. He is willing to do anything to get her back.
Nicole Williams is a good girl, an 18-year-old college student. She is deceived by her sister during a party to enter the room of a mysterious man. Her sister didn't expect that she would end up in the wrong room. After being exposed in her passionate night in national newspapers, she is forced to marry that man, who will make her suffer unimaginably. Bruno Leone is a multimillionaire CEO, an attractive man in his early 30s. After being betrayed by a woman with his own brother, he became bitter. Unintentionally, he spends a night with Nicole while in a drunken state from a drink he was given. His father forces him to marry the girl, and he thinks she planned it all. Therefore, he decides to make her regret what she did, enjoying making her suffer. He never thought he would end up loving her. Will Nicole be able to forgive him after all the harm he caused?
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."