Lavanda Riz

He thought he knew everything about women. With just one look, he could lure a pretty girl into the bedroom. An insanely charismatic, self-confident seducer. A covetous and choosy narcissist, or at least he was, until he met her - Vasylyna, his blue-eyed femme fatale, who turned his world upside down. Will the American rich man be able to find the key to the Ukrainian beauty's heart and win the three-wish bet? Or does he secretly dream of losing at first sight?

I was very wrong to think that I knew everything about love. No, I just had to learn the power of these feelings, burn to the ground, be reborn and meet Him. He destroyed my world, changed my life, made me fight and keep believing. We hate and love each other equally. We have had many troubles, trials, and short moments of happiness. But I hope that one day love will win. Just help me stay strong, just stay somewhere out there and I will find you. Because without you, this universe will lose all meaning…

- "I don't know how to be your wife," I whisper, not taking my eyes off his beckoning gaze. - "Only you can do it," he replies just as quietly, and the vibration of his voice makes my heart start whirling in a wild waltz. - "By asking me to marry you, do you mean... bed?" the stupidity of my question only emphasizes my excitement. - Yes, Varya. I meant a real marriage, to share sorrows, joys and love together," Jan's breathing becomes labored, his eyes darken. It seems as if the room is spinning slowly, or the law of gravity is breaking down. - "What if... I don't want to rush into... sex?" I wrap my arms around his neck. I don't know what's happening to me, my love for him is very strange, with its own quirks. - Marry me, and I'll wait as long as it takes. Shall we take the risk together?

You need to have talent to piss people off like that! A bold, unbearable, master of ironic quips, a king and a god in his company and... my husband. A fake one. And no one must know that we are not real spouses. We signed a contract for a whole year. I don't know how I could have agreed to that! I accepted his challenge in a fit of excitement, and now I have to pretend to be his loving lapdog for several reasons that are important to him... But it's not that simple. It seems that this devil is starting to fall in love with me. What am I supposed to do now? Reciprocate my boss's feelings or run away to the ends of the earth?

- "Nastya, let's continue the deal and you can stay with me and our child. You can be my wife for as long as you want," he stares at me with his intense gaze. A man I will never be able to fully understand. His enemies claim that Circassian has no heart. This is not true. He is bossy, demanding, sometimes bloody unbearable, feared and respected, but I was allowed to see him differently. It's so unfair, he made me fall in love with him, assured me that our feelings are mutual, and for some reason, everything is still decided not by our desires, but by the terms of the agreement. I want to shout: "What do you want?" But instead, swallowing back tears, I'm going to do something he doesn't expect me to do. I have to find out if my husband is really ready to do anything for me…

— Look at me. I'm not made of steel, my girl. You can't just drive man crazy and expect me not to want to kiss you! For several days now, I've been hiding in this wilderness alone with the most attractive man I've ever seen. But I'm still terrified of intimacy. “I'm sorry for tormenting you,” I sob, staring into his incredible blue eyes. “I'm willing to wait forever. And you know why. But let me kiss you just once, and you'll see that my touch is not like that scumbag's. I'm not my brother, Nina. I would never hurt you,” he says, his breathing becoming shallow and heavy with emotion. His gaze darkens. “Okay. Close your eyes. ...I'll kiss you myself,” it will be sad if I faint in his arms, but if anyone can heal my heart, it's him... Rodion Atlas.

I love life too much to give up and comply, you've got the wrong girl! But, as it turned out, I perceived the world around me the wrong way, so the truth harshly pulled my head out of the sand. And of course, when I was not ready for it at all. And all because of a friend whom I wanted to save. According to Murphy's law, one single meeting changed everything. The guy who unexpectedly took care of me, this impudent, arrogant rich prick, turned out to be not quite human. But the strangest thing was what I encountered in the north. A pack of werewolves abruptly changed my fate, filling it with emotions and feelings. Is it possible to survive separation and loss by entrusting your heart to someone you hardly know?

For hundreds of years, sea witches have been hiding among people, afraid of reprisals, not daring to show their power. I did not choose my gift - it chose me. But, unfortunately, I failed to keep my secret, so now either I will save the bride of the bold prince, or I will be burned at the stake. But it's not that simple... My Lord Goran does not even suspect the price he will have to pay! And will I, the last witch of Khodor, be able to become the wife of an unloved man?

Purebreds like me are born less and less often. Every berserker capable of procreating dreams of marrying the granddaughter of a clan leader. Except... Him. Turns out that being the spoiled daughter of a wealthy father is much easier than learning the truth about your origins and becoming part of a clan where men decide everything. Berserkers know so much about hate and so little about love. I have to save my friend, for whom I am ready to do anything, even enter into a fake marriage agreement with someone who doesn't care about me at all. But I never expected that I would want to teach him how to love...

Every girl, no matter where life takes her, must remember one rule: you cannot blindly trust handsome men, no matter how sweet their song is. It is very easy to become a toy in his hands, an instrument of revenge or a coveted trophy that he will gladly lay on the marriage bed. I neglected this rule... So now I am not just an untamed trophy, I was "lucky" to fall in love with the most dangerous man on both sides of the Bizarre Rocks. But his love is a desire for revenge against the man I must save...

A certain force, having torn her from her usual life, throws her into the world of strife between counties, magic crossed with the clanging of swords and ... werewolves. Here, highborn werewolves rule over packs of werewolf vassals. She was spared for one reason only - the leader of one of the clans intends to break the curse. But the catch is that to do this, the girl must fall in love with a hot-tempered and unbearable prince. Only he looks at her with disgust, and she openly despises him. And in the face of the common danger, a serious confrontation erupts like a dance of fire and wind.

There were the most incredible rumors about the Earl of the Dark Hills! And the only thing we had in common was that people avoided me, like his castle, like the plague. I, a disgraced spinster, a family tainted with shame, had no chance of marrying even a stable boy. Until I found myself in this cursed castle, where his insufferable highness with seductive black eyes, mockingly curling his sensual lips, refuted the gossip by telling me the truth, which is a hundred times worse! And even though women have no rights in the kingdom of Summerset, I will make this insolent man take my opinion into consideration!

“You're not very good at keeping promises,” I try not to show my excitement, but it's a bit of a struggle. “Muffin...” Kir sighs heavily, piercing me with his eloquent gaze. “You no longer have the right to call me that,” I bite my trembling lip. You can't just declare two years after breaking up that your feelings haven't gone anywhere. “As the man for whom you were and will always be the only girl I love, I will do everything to get you back and be with you. And no one will dare take our happiness away from us!” With one movement, he pins me between the wall and his body. “Are you so sure that we should be together again? After everything that happened? Then you need to know the whole truth.” “You too,” Kirill snickers, and his amber eyes freeze with unyielding determination.

They were born on different planets. She had been instilled since childhood with the criteria of high morality and self-sacrifice for the sake of the ideals of the Empire. And he, from his childhood, learned to survive on his own, became a tramp and a smuggler, and the only rule he lived by was the absence of any rules. They were both so different, she a soldier, he a brazen pirate, but when they met in interesting circumstances, they defied fate and love…

“You'll crave for it yourself. To be with me,” Arthur moves closer, to a dangerous degree. Authoritative, still unraveled by me. He infuriates me and attracts me at the same time. “That will never happen. I hope you are as cool in everything else and know how to take rejection with dignity. I have never liked pompous men who are used to controlling everything,” I am too stubborn to admit that lately I've been thinking about him 24/7. “So, whenever you're scared, you throw yourself at men you don't like?” He raises his eyebrow ironically. “I won't do that anymore,” I resist his crazy charisma once again. I suspect that for him it's just entertainment. And I... I'm very afraid of falling in love with him!

- "Are you used to getting everything you want? That no beauty can resist your crazy charisma?" I tremble, clenching my fists. Let him think that I'm angry with him, that I have an unbearable temper, as long as he doesn't guess how I really feel about him. - "What happened between us once means nothing to me! - "Hey, Lyubov, don't get so worked up," I get angry when Demian smiles at me like that. I'm annoyed because I'm unbearably attracted to his lips. I want him. I want him, and I'm angry at myself, at him, at the circumstances. - "That past doesn't mean anything to me either. All that matters to me is how our relationship will develop now." - "Relationship? With you? Is this some kind of new game?" I make an ironic face because I'm nervous. - "Mmm... no games, foxie.

- "Max, you can't change the terms of the contract," I exhale, switching to the first name out of fright. - "Yes, I can. You should have read the fine print more carefully. You will not repay me with money, instead you will marry me, Yanina," he says, his tone firm and his unwavering confidence in his superior gaze, while I am about to have a real breakdown. - But I'm already engaged! - You don't love him! - "I don't love you!" I choke on my emotions. - I'll fix it. My first and still the only one... he's back in my life again. I can't even imagine how you're going to fix it now... This is the second part of the dilogy.

- "We can't see each other anymore," I force myself to look him in the eye. - "Because you're married?" Myron snickers. He's hot-tempered, self-confident, hot… "He doesn't deserve you, Ira..." - "That’s none of your business!" - I exhale, afraid that all my determination will evaporate and I won't be able to put an end to our romance because I'm a fool in love. - "You were just my fun little game... I don't love you, - in fact, it's the opposite, but now I'm thinking only about the two lines on the test and my husband's frightening ultimatum." - "So you don't love me?" - he touches my chin with authority, - "You're so grown up and you haven't learned to lie. Begging and going desperate are not my style. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

It is very difficult to forget your first love, no matter how hard you try. I tried to run away from these memories as far as possible. I forced myself not to think, plunged headlong into work, and even went on a few dates with a wonderful guy. But the past burst back into my life uninvited, trying to soften my petrified heart with the blue eyes of my first love. When he looks in my direction, I look away. When he smiles at me, I squeeze my lips tighter. And I'm certainly not going to talk to him. Yes, he has changed, a lot. But we all know how Ryan King knows how to put on a mask. Do you still love me, Ryan? No, I don't believe you anymore! ...But for some reason I let him kiss me again. The second part. Continuation of the book "You won, I Hate You".

- "I warn you, only business ethics are welcome in my office. If I notice that you are flirting with me, we will say goodbye immediately. The two previous secretaries got fired just like that," he says, minting every word with an indifferent tone and not even looking at me. Ha, like I’d ever try to woo you! I don't even want to work here! - "Don't worry, Yaroslav Bronislavovich," god, what a tongue-twister of a name that is, "you're not my type at all. Now you're looking at me with your blue eyes. What a handsome bastard! I can see why girls fall for you. I dare to add one more phrase, hoping that he will immediately dismiss me. - Sir, you better worry about not falling in love with me. Trust me, you’re not gonna enjoy it. - Me? You? Don't even count on it!