Etangled By Casanova

Valerie never imagined it would be a tool to pay off her stepfather's debt–Luke. James, is a man who wants to have it, a respected man, a cruel casanova. Valerie tries to run, trying to be free from James' grip. But it was difficult, James would not let Valerie escape from her confinement. Even though now he has power. Wealth, power, in fact, were not enough to fight James. Valerie's cruel male obsession and hatred, unwittingly turns into love. Cruel and rude love, can they unite, like lovers?

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"What are you going to do, Vale? You can't kill me! I'm your father!" Lukas challenged Valerie. He refused to die at the hands of his stepdaughter.

His life should have improved after he handed Valerie over to James, but instead, Lukas ended up being imprisoned by an old man who protected Valerie. Lukas still wondered who that old man was-someone powerful enough to help and shield Valerie from James.

"Father?" Valerie laughed with bitter sarcasm. "Stepfather! You're not even worthy of that title, Lukas! Besides, you murdered my mother-so why shouldn't I kill you?"

Lukas froze. He could do nothing. His eyes darted around, realizing everything was against him. The old man stood there, merely a spectator between Valerie and Lukas.

"Ah, you must be wondering who the grandfather standing behind me is," Valerie said again.

Valerie wanted Lukas to regret destroying what was most precious to her-her mother and herself. If only they had lived like a proper family, perhaps it would not have ended this way. But Valerie deeply resented Louisa for choosing to marry Lukas, a decision that had brought them nothing but misery.

"This is my grandfather, Smith. Smith Russel!" Valerie added.

Lukas went pale. He never imagined Valerie was a descendant of the Russel family. Had he known from the beginning, perhaps he could have exploited Valerie and Louisa.

"Russel? No! That's impossible!" Lukas shouted in disbelief.

If it was true, then Lukas was standing on the edge of a cliff. Powerless, his life now rested entirely in Valerie's hands. He looked at Valerie in fear, then at Smith, who wore a cold, mocking smile.

Should he beg for mercy?

But begging his stepdaughter was impossible. Lukas knew Valerie's hatred for him ran deep-not only because of Louisa's death, but also because he had sold Valerie to James.

Valerie raised the pistol in her hand, aiming it straight at Lukas. The stepfather stumbled backward, hoping to escape the fury of a woman whose future he had destroyed.

"You won't escape my punishment. Even death is too light a sentence for you. But I don't care, as long as I never have to see you in this world again!"

"No! Vale... you-you won't really kill me, will you?" Lukas pleaded, his voice filled with desperate hope.

Valerie smiled coldly. Her mother's husband still thought she was merely threatening him.

"Goodbye, Lukas. Go to hell!"

Click.

One pull of the trigger rang out sharply. Lukas died instantly, the bullet striking him square in the head. His body collapsed as fresh blood poured from the wound.

Valerie stared blankly at him. There was no pity, no hesitation over having taken a life. Whatever she once felt seemed dead-there was no empathy left within her. She turned and walked away without a single word, not even to the grandfather she had just met.

"Dispose of the body. Make sure there are no traces left," Smith ordered his men.

Smith watched his granddaughter's back as she slowly walked away. He understood what Valerie had endured-anger, vengeance, and isolation.

Yet upon meeting her, he saw that Valerie now possessed the strength to stand again and retaliate against those who had hurt her. Smith felt both pleased and afraid of the woman Valerie had become.

Would this be dangerous-or beneficial?

Whatever the outcome, Smith knew he could only support her. Valerie was the sole heir of the Russel family.

Meanwhile, James had just received information about Valerie. The man laughed loudly, as if it were the most amusing-and most delightful-news he had ever heard.

James learned that Valerie was, in fact, the only heir of the Russel family.

"Make sure this information is correct. If you're wrong, I'll kill you one by one!" he threatened.

The happiness on James's face hardened as he spoke to his men. He refused to let that joy turn out to be nothing but empty talk.

"No, Sir. We've verified it repeatedly. We were quite shocked by the information ourselves."

James laughed again. He was pleased to know that Valerie came from a powerful background-not the daughter of a poor man drowning in debt like Lukas.

"I will make her my wife! If anyone disagrees or stands in my way, I will eliminate them-even if it's Smith!"

"Valerie... you belong only to me!"

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For seven years, I hid my identity as a wealthy heiress to be with my boyfriend, Ewing. I followed him across the country and made myself small so he could feel big. On Thanksgiving, he ditched our celebration for his first love, Bree, who supposedly had a "burst pipe." Later, she posted an intimate selfie with him, calling him her "hero." Then she sent me a video of him at a bar, laughing with his friends. "She's just being dramatic," he slurred, smirking at the camera. "A new necklace and she'll forget all about it. She's easy." Easy. Seven years of my life, my love, my sacrifice-all reduced to that one word. I realized I was never his partner. I was just a placeholder. I didn't cry. I packed my bags, booked a one-way flight to New York, and sent him one final text before blocking his number. "Don't bother coming home. I'm getting married."

Action Billionaire Romance

7.8

His Betrayal, My Revenge: A Mafia Romance

7.8

The moment I saw my husband massaging his dead brother's pregnant mistress's feet, I knew my marriage was over. He moved her into our home under the guise of "family duty," forcing me to watch as he prioritized her comfort over our vows. The final betrayal came when she stole and deliberately broke my mother's priceless necklace. When I slapped her for the desecration, my husband struck me across the face to defend her. He had violated a sacred honor code by putting his hands on the daughter of another Don-an act of war. I looked him in the eye and swore on my mother's grave that I would bring a bloody revenge upon his entire family. Then I made one phone call to my father, and the demolition of his empire began.

Action Mafia Romance

8.2

My Brother's Lies, My Fiancé's Betrayal

8.2

My brother, at the whim of his new girlfriend, fired our entire security team, leaving my mother and me alone in our isolated lake house. I had a premonition of a violent attack, but he just laughed and called me a drama queen. That night, my vision came true. Intruders stormed our home, and my mother took a crowbar to the chest to save my life. I escaped through the blizzard, bleeding and desperate, to my fiancé Cristofer' s cabin. He met me with a cold smirk. "Broderick warned me you'd pull a stunt like this." He accused me of faking it all for attention, then beat me until I tasted blood, leaving me on the floor. My brother and the man I was supposed to marry had branded me a liar while my mother was dying. They had chosen to believe a fantasy over my reality. But as I lay there, broken, Cristofer's phone rang. It was the sheriff, confirming a 911 call about a home invasion and a critically wounded victim at our address. Their world of lies was about to come crashing down.

Action Fantasy Romance

8.3

My New Husband Is Too Dangerous To Love!

8.3

Kristine planned to surprise her husband with a helicopter for their fifth anniversary, then learned the marriage had been a setup from day one. The man she called a husband never loved her-it was all one hell of a lie. She dropped the act, shed a lot of weight, and rebuilt herself, ready to make every bastard eat their words. After an impulsive remarriage, she accidentally exposed who she really was: a star designer and heir to a billion-dollar empire. And the bodyguard she'd hired was him all along! Who would've known, the "college student" she married turned out to be a feared underworld kingpin.

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7.2

Reborn Heiress: Revenge On My Ruthless Ex

7.2

I was dying in a rusted warehouse, paralyzed in a wheelchair while the man I loved and my own stepsister watched with smiles on their faces. The air smelled of old oil and damp concrete, and my vision was fading into a milky haze. Dillon, the man I’d sacrificed everything for, smoothed his custom suit and pulled out a syringe filled with a clear, lethal neurotoxin. Beside him, my stepsister Bianca toyed with my mother’s sapphire ring—the one they’d just pried off my hand while I was too weak to even make a fist. She leaned in and whispered that my father’s trust fund was already offshore and that they’d sent my husband, Kade, to the wrong coordinates to ensure he’d only find my corpse. Dillon slid the needle into my vein with the chilling efficiency of a man who had done this before. "This will stop your heart in thirty seconds," he said, sounding as bored as if he were explaining a tax form. Ice flooded my chest, and my lungs seized, fighting for oxygen that wasn't there. As the warehouse lights blurred into white streaks, an explosion echoed in the distance. Kade had come for me, but he was too late. I died staring at the ceiling, my heart giving one last violent kick of pure, unadulterated hatred. I had been such a fool, believing Dillon’s lies and running away from the only man who actually cared for me. I died with a single thought: if I ever get another chance, I will drag you both to hell with me. Then, there was nothing. And then, there was air. I sat up gasping, my silk pajamas drenched in cold sweat. The rusted beams were gone, replaced by a vaulted ceiling and the glittering Manhattan skyline. I grabbed the digital clock on the nightstand—it was five years ago, the exact night I first tried to run away with Dillon. The bedroom door slammed against the wall, and Kade Mullen stood in the doorway, looking dangerous, furious, and very much alive. I looked at my shaking hands, then at the man I had once hated. This time, I wasn't going to run. I was going to make sure Dillon and Bianca lost everything.

Action Billionaire Fantasy

8.9

Rogue Luna Claims Her Revenge

8.9

Betrayed and left for dead by her own mate and pack, a disgraced Luna is forced into a life of exile. However, the shadows of her past cannot hold her back forever. Transformed by hardship and fueled by a burning desire for justice, she returns as a powerful rogue to reclaim her stolen dignity. In a world of shifting loyalties and brutal pack politics, she must navigate a dangerous path of vengeance while discovering a strength she never knew she possessed.

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