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They say when it rains, it pours, but this is some serious BS. It doesn’t help that Bennett was the man I had my last one night stand with. It definitely doesn’t help that he seems to want me just as much as I want him. The issue is, he won’t do anything about it, but then we’re forced to attend a tech conference in Vegas, and I think it may just be what I need to turn this thing around.

You’ve heard of these groups–the secretive ones that only the crème de la crème are invited into, the ones outsiders speculate about for centuries–I’m the second in my family invited to attend, but to them, I’m fresh meat. New blood. New money, too. They think they’ll elbow past me, that I’m here for their amusement, for them to walk all over, they’ll find out soon enough that I’m not. I may look like one of them, with my designer bags and clothes straight from the Parisian runways, but I’m not.

In two weeks, I'm supposed to become the perfect wife. I don't know or like the man my father chose to marry me off to but I have no say in the matter. That's why when I see Rocco Marchetti, the man I've had a crush on my entire life, I decide he'll be my first. We keep stealing glances and hiding smiles, but I want more. I want one night with him. So what if I'm the daughter of the most feared man in organized crime?

My job was to clean up his reputation and find him a wife. It was supposed to be easy, but nothing about Prince Aramis was ever easy. I was about to throw in the towel when he came up with a solution: I'd be his pretend girlfriend. Forget the fact that I was sort of seeing someone, or that I had no interest in joining the royal family. Once Aramis sets his eyes on something, there's no use in fighting him on it. Besides, in a way it would make my job a little easier.

In the past, I've always been given everything I've wanted, but nothing that I truly needed. I've experienced a lot of things in my 25 years - everything except the one thing I want. It's the one thing that can't be bought. It can't even be taken; it has to be given. And nobody has ever given it to me - not really anyway. Not until him.

When someone tells you who you are, do you believe them? The first question the cops asked me was if anything out of the ordinary happened to me lately. When I woke up this morning in the room of a mental institution I couldn’t remember a thing – not my name nor how I got there. Not how I left or how I ended up in that interrogation room.

Victor Reuben has never had a divorce case he hasn't won, but when his client turns out to be an old flame and his restraint is tested, he must make a choice between his career and the woman who could turn out to be the one.

The first question the cops asked me was if anything out of the ordinary happened to me lately. When I woke up this morning in the room of a mental institution I couldn’t remember a thing - not my name nor how I got there. Not how I left or how I ended up in that interrogation room. The only thing I knew came from the contents inside my bag. A wallet, a student ID, a key that opened an unknown door, and two notebooks. They tell me my name. It matches my IDs. They tell me my story. I shut my eyes and try to piece it together, but can’t.

Blake Brennan's past is cloudy at best, but when she decides to uncover what happened when she was a child, she finds herself getting pulled deeper into a web of lies. When her loved ones are threatened, she must decide if finding the truth about her family is worth losing the ones who have always been there for her.

Faced with obstacles she could have never imagined, Blake is brought to darkness and back by forces in her past she never knew existed. Desperate to stay connected to the only thing he loves, Cole is forced to revisit his past and align himself with the people who knew about Blake’s disappearance. Separation has forced both Blake and Cole to learn how to live under the worst circumstances, each of them alone in their own hell. When they reunite, can they be the same two people they were before darkness swept upon them?

Drei Jahre ist es her, seit Lachlan, Eishockeystar am Fairview College, in einer Nacht alles verloren hat - seine Karriere, seine Zukunft und das Einzige, was er jemals geliebt hat: Lyla. Neben dem Wunsch, sich an ihr für den Schmerz der letzten Jahre zu rächen, plagen Lachlan alte Gefühle, die neu in ihm zu erwachen scheinen. Noch immer wird Lyla von einem düsteren Schatten aus ihrer Vergangenheit verfolgt, der sich holen will, was ihm zusteht: Lylas Körper und ihre Seele.

Eigentlich sollte es ein leichter Job werden: Eine Frau für den Prinzen finden und damit das Ansehen der königlichen Familie schützen. Doch nichts in Bezug auf Prinz Aramis ist jemals leicht - das hätte ich wissen müssen. Als ich schon kurz davor bin, alles hinzuschmeißen, präsentiert er mir seinen "perfekten" Plan: Ich würde seine feste Freundin werden. Nur zum Schein. Keine Gefühle. Und hat Aramis sich einmal was in den Kopf gesetzt, ist er davon nicht mehr abzubringen. Also akzeptiere ich das Angebot - aber ich setze klare Grenzen.

Prinz Elias und seine ausschweifenden Feste sind legendär. Jeden Sommer kam er mit seiner gesamten Entourage und mietete die Strandvillen meiner Familie. Und jeden Sommer haben meine Eltern mich weggeschickt. Zuerst ins Sommercamp und später ins Internat - alles, um mich von dem Prinzen fernzuhalten. Und doch gibt es da diese eine unvergessliche Nacht, die wir miteinander verbracht haben... Ich bin das erste Mal seit Jahren wieder hier, doch alles ist anders: Der Prinz ist zurückgekehrt, aber es gibt keine feiernde Entourage und keine rauschenden Partys.

A woman scorned. The sanctity of her sanctuary threatened. The betrayal of trust...even loyalty. Don’t ever tell her not to take it personally, because that’s exactly what it is. Personal. Your first blunder was mistaking her kindness for weakness. Your second was betraying her. The third? Underestimating her. Don’t say we didn’t warn you. Take the plunge into these tales of deadly women who will stop at nothing until vengeance is theirs. The Better Off Dead series delves into the farthest corners of your mind, where your deepest, darkest fears lurk.

In November of 2017, Cort Davies was given just three years to live. He was diagnosed with stage 4 malignant paraganglioma, one of the rarest forms of cancer on the planet. After seven surgeries, radiation, chemotherapy, and experimental drugs, he felt like he was at the end of the road but something changed him one night as he laid in a hospital bed. He realized that his prognosis was simply a haunting opinion, and the true cause of his suffering was fear and the stress of the unknowns.

Estelle siempre ha estado enamorada de Oliver: por ser el mejor amigo de su hermano, por estar siempre alrededor...y por la evidente química que siempre ha habido entre los dos. Pero el destino se interpone para que sus caminos se separen: Oliver se marcha para estudiar medicina… y Estelle se queda con el corazón roto.

Estelle siempre ha estado enamorada de Oliver: por ser el mejor amigo de su hermano, por estar siempre alrededor… y por la evidente química que siempre ha habido entre los dos. Pero el destino se interpone para que sus caminos se separen: Oliver se marcha para estudiar medicina… y Estelle se queda con el corazón roto.

When River Caliban, my sworn enemy, called out my name, I shouldn’t have turned around. I should have run the other way when he flashed that sinful smile of his, but instead, I walked toward him. I went against all reason, against all warning, and attended the gala of the year. His gala.

Before Dominic De Luca broke into my apartment in the middle of the night, I hadn't seen him in 10yrs. It doesn't take long for me to realize that he followed in his father's footsteps into the world of organized crime. After giving me a run-down of what kind of trouble I may be in, he demands I pack my bag and go with him. There's so much uncertainty and chaos in my life, that I go willingly. In hindsight, I shouldn't have.