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They've known each other for a long time. Their mothers are best friends, but their children hate each other. At least, that's how it used to be. Only the children are grown now. Yaryna is convinced Lukian still hates her, seeing him as the greatest punishment for sins unknown. Now he even lives next door and knows her most intimate secrets, which she accidentally blurted out to him when he gave her shelter for one night. The longer they communicate, the more Lukian's behavior surprises her. But worst of all, she's starting to feel an inexplicable physical attraction to him that's becoming harder to ignore each day.

Whirlwind: The Shadow of a Past belongs to the Whirlwind Saga (Volumes I, II, III and IV). It's the first installment in a series of four books. "The shadow of a past that threatens to destroy her. The omen of a whirlwind that became her cruel affront. Now Sam must decide whether to remain in her sentence or spread her wings and learn to fly towards freedom." Whirlwind: The Shadow of a Past / First Installment Completed. "Are you ready to be swept away by a whirlwind of emotions that you will never forget, girl?" Whirlwind Saga: -Whirlwind: The Shadow of a Past -Whirlwind: Truths Revealed -Whirlwind: The Flight of the Butterfly -Whirlwind: Perhaps in a Very Distant Dream

This is a story of two very different people brought together by chance — or maybe fate. Ellie is a talented young woman who’s afraid to be happy, yet longs for it more than anything. Mark is a driven, successful man who always gets what he sets his sights on. He saved her life. She saved his career. There’s a pull between them neither can deny... But is that enough for something real — something like love?

He is a rich kid who has never heard the word “no” in his life, and I am just a simple girl with huge problems. But one day he offers to make me his fake fiancée in exchange for solving my problems. But will my life be better after that? And what trials await me ahead?

— Cat got your tongue? — his burning gaze lingers on my lips. — What happened? The other day you were yelling so loudly, half the city heard you. And now you’re quiet... He smirks. — This is your fault! — I manage to snap, forcing courage into my voice. — I was just crossing the street, and you— — And what about me? His right hand drops to my thigh, lifting the hem of my skirt just slightly. — You should’ve stepped out of your car and apologized instead of insulting me, — I protest, my breath hitching as his hand slides higher. It’s already halfway up my thigh. — Excuses won’t save you, — he murmurs, his eyes locking with mine as his grip tightens. — One way or another, that thing you drew on my hood... will end up between your lips.

“Who are you?” I asked, confused. “The fiancé… of the girl who’s cheating on me with your fiancé.” On the day of my forced wedding, the last thing I expected was a stranger showing up with a claim like that. But when he realized I was being married off against my will, things took an unexpected turn. He gave me a choice — offering me both shelter and revenge. What I didn’t expect was that our union was already the ultimate act of vengeance. Because this stranger had just taken the prized bride from the enemy of his family.

Orest has learned to live by the rules of survival because his last refuge was prison. His heart is like ice, and his soul is full of demons. He lives for revenge against those who destroyed his future and took away his love. He has chosen an innocent girl as his target. But perhaps she is the one who will heal his wounds and help him be happy again? What will the man choose: passionate hatred or sincere feeling?

The first time I heard your voice, I fell in love... with it. I dreamed about him at night and never left my thoughts. It's a pity that a guy like you is not deprived of female attention and will never look at me the way I would like. But everything will change when we start working closely together. I will get to know you better, and you will realize how deep my soul is. This will be my first true love. I won't be able to live without you and your voice. And you will say that I am your inspiration. We will plunge into these feelings headlong. We will breathe them... Our story must have a happy ending... But will it be? And how many trials will we have to go through to stay together in the end?

Stefhany Davis's world turns into chaos when she learns she can't conceive. Her husband, Oliver Wess, lost in his own desire to have a child, decides to leave her, because by her side he'll never make his dream come true, destroying everything they had once achieved. After that painful breakup, she's left alone and heartbroken, until she meets again the man who once caught her attention and whom she thought she'd never see again. Patrick, a friend of her now ex-husband, manages to ignite something in her she can't fight. He was a dangerous man, too dangerous. Her heart and her morals will debate whether to walk away from him or let herself be carried away. Will that man be able to win over her broken heart? Will they be able to overcome all the obstacles that will arise?

From having nothing to having it all! She's a humble, feisty woman who will have to face the coldest, most womanizing man in the world. Gianlucas Bonatti is a man accustomed to luxury and carnal pleasures. As the future heir to the Bonatti family, he's the perfect husband for any woman, or so they think.

How do you piece yourself back together after betrayal and force a smile through the tears?** Life has thrown a difficult challenge my way, but I wouldn’t be myself if I couldn’t rise again. My past is gone — all that’s left is me and the present moment. A new country and a new job — that’s exactly what I need right now. And maybe… a new love? Will I be able to feel that beautiful emotion again and entrust my fragile soul to a man who drives me crazy? Only our willingness to trust each other will decide everything.

— Get out, — he says firmly, surprising everyone. I instantly flush. Lowering my gaze, I slowly make my way to the door. — I’m a little busy, — I dare to look at his angry face. — Come with me, — he turns and heads to the office. I have no choice. I follow him as if it’s a punishment. — Why didn’t you say? — he asks directly as the door closes behind me. — I wanted to, but... I didn’t dare, — I exhale with a creak. — Does it even matter? — I mumble, staring at the floor. — Does it matter? Are you serious?! — I’ve never heard so much anger in his voice. — Sorry... about that, — I feel moisture in my eyes. — This meeting shouldn’t have happened. You were right, we’ll both regret it. — I don’t regret it. — Because you have no feelings. — Sasha, — he breathes out in shock. We had an agreemen

— My name is Arsen. — I don’t like that name. — I’ll try to survive it, — he smirks. — One passport. — One number in the phone, and it doesn’t answer. Do you and Oleg have some kind of secret code in your conversations? — I don’t know who Oleg is. I’ve never seen him and I don’t want to. This isn’t my passport, it belongs to my friend… — I’ve heard that already, — he cuts me off sharply. — What’s your name then? — Alisa. If you had looked at the document properly, you might have noticed the differences, — I start to get nervous. Giving my real name would be even more dangerous. — Tell me where your brother is, and you can leave today. I don’t get any pleasure from keeping a woman locked up.

"You want me to pretend to be your wife?" Kira wasn’t just surprised — she was downright shocked by what she heard. "And you want me to actually, I mean officially, marry you?" "Exactly," Timur confirmed. "You'll be my legal wife for a while. Then, when we return to Ukraine, we'll get divorced and go our separate ways." "And what makes you think I’d be interested in this? That I’d agree to take part in your little scheme? Don’t you have anyone else to ask?" "Your help won’t be for free," Timur quickly assured her, following Kira back to his car. "The hotel I’ll build in your town will be yours. And I’ll pay off all your uncle’s debts so he can keep his position as mayor. He’s counting on you to be reasonable."

"How long have you been married?" Igor abruptly changed the subject. "Three years," Emilia replied briefly, convincing herself it was just an ordinary question with no hidden meaning. "Thank you for saving me back then…" "You’ve already thanked me," Igor smiled. "Are you trying to dodge the conversation about your family life? Don’t want to be asked such questions? But this isn’t idle curiosity — I need to know who will be involved in raising my daughter." "You can take a look at my résumé," Emilia quickly added. "I already have. My wife showed it to me and asked if I approved," Igor said as he stopped at a traffic light upon entering the city. "Of course I approved — I had no reason to object. But I’d like to know more about you as a person…"

He stepped closer, and their eyes met. And then, in a split second, Daryna remembered who was standing in front of her. It was him—the one she hated with all her heart. The one she had tried so hard to forget. No wonder she hadn’t recognized him—he no longer existed in her memories. “Vlad,” she whispered his name. “Is it really you?” “I’m glad you at least remember my name,” Vlad said with a faint smile. “When did you get back?” “Yesterday,” Daryna replied shortly, slowly regaining her composure. “Back just yesterday, and already at work today. That’s the Daryna I remember—the good girl who never liked to sit still.” He glanced at her ring finger. “Still not married, I see. You know... I’m actually glad. You’re free. And so am I.”

"P-p-pregnant?" I stammered, my voice shaking like jelly. "Uh-huh," the nurse replied, with a ridiculously cheerful smile considering the bomb she had just dropped on me. "Congratulations, future mom." Congratulations? CONGRATULATIONS!? This isn't a wedding! Or a birthday! Not even a passed exam! This is… the end. Or at least, my end. Hooking up with the school’s bad boy. Once. Well… three times. Okay, four. Doesn't matter. The point is, it was a very bad idea. And now I'm pregnant. By him. And no one can know. Well… you can. But promise me you won’t laugh. Or at least, do it quietly. Because this… this is going to be an adorable disaster.

"Are you the one setting conditions for me now, huh?" he interrupted, surprised by what he saw as her audacity. "No, sweetheart, I make the rules here. You came to my family, so you play by my terms. And they’re simple: you’ll do everything I say. Otherwise, you’ll really have to go back home. Got it?" "I already had a low opinion of you, but now it’s even worse," Zlata snapped angrily, slamming her glass on the table. She was about to get up, but— "Sit down," Zakhar growled through gritted teeth. "My uncle and Giulia need to think we’re getting along just fine. That their plan worked and we’re actually interested in each other. No need to upset them or create drama. So, if you want to stay in Milan and keep working at Giulia’s atelier, behave yourself, show some respect, and do exactly

“My family doesn’t like that I’m single, and they’re always trying to set me up with someone. But I don’t want to date anyone — I want to stay independent,” Eva sighed heavily. “I’m so tired of all this. I’m sick of resisting.” “Why do you want to be alone?” Denis suddenly found that interesting. “None of your business,” Eva stood up from the table. “It’s been over an hour already.” “Eva, sit back down. I have a business proposition for you. Help me, and I’ll help you.” “Must be the cognac mixed with champagne finally kicking in, because you’re starting to talk nonsense,” Eva said, but she sat back down. “How could we possibly help each other? Do you even realize what you just said?” “I’m not drunk at all. Just listen and don’t interrupt. I’m proposing that, for a while, you be my gir

Falling in love with someone you knew nothing about could end up being hell, Bibi Fisher thought, the night of the party, where she discovered that the man she loved wasn't the man he claimed to be. That night, she had to serve him and his beautiful companion at their engagement party. It seemed like the man had enjoyed deceiving her. But Bibi wasn't going to continue being tied to a lie. So she decided to end that deception and remove that man from her heart and her life. But Alexandre Chapman had other plans for them both, and none of them included allowing Bibi to leave him... He was determined to keep her by his side, even if it was in secret.