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Alicia Rosalyn Von Heist è la figlia più giovane del Re Edward di Alvannia. È una figlia illegittima nata da una cameriera del castello di cui suo padre si era invaghito. Dopo che sua madre morì quando era giovane, suo padre la portò a casa e la 'adottò'. A causa della sua umile nascita e illegittimità, fu trascurata da suo padre, il re, e subì bullismo da parte della sua matrigna, la regina, e dei suoi fratellastri. Quando aveva 16 anni scoppiò una guerra con il paese vicino di Grandcrest. La guerra durò due lunghi anni e i due paesi alla fine stipularono una tregua. L'impero di Grandcrest pretese una principessa da far sposare al giovane re. Si dice che il re di Grandcrest abbia chiesto specificamente la mano di Alicia. Alicia aveva 18 anni quando fu mandata a Grandcrest come fidanzata del giovane re, che si diceva fosse un tiranno freddo e malvagio, Re Regaleon dell'impero di Grandcrest. Nota: Foto di copertina da Pinterest.

For as long as Alessandra Knight can remember, silence has been her only refuge. Her mother's rage and her stepfather's cruelty taught her that words were dangerous, so she stopped using them. When a car accident takes their lives, Alessandra is sent to live with the father she's never met and the five older brothers she never knew existed. Strangers bound by blood but divided by pain, they offer her safety, laughter, and a kind of love she can't yet trust. Haunted by her past and burdened by secrets, Alessandra must decide whether to remain in the comfort of silence or fight to reclaim her voice and the life that was stolen from her.

I was raised by Dante Moretti. Dante used to say, "My little principessa is the most perfect, obedient girl." But at eighteen, his perfect girl ran away with his most trusted man. The day I was dragged back, he possessed me for the entire night. "Baby, he must have tricked you into leaving, right?" "It's alright. I've already sent him to the bottom of the Hudson River. He can't take you away from me ever again." For every time I called him a madman, he took me again. All of New York knew that Don Moretti, a man as cold-blooded as they come, was a monster who coveted his own adopted daughter. But he didn't care. He publicly announced our marriage, drove away every man in my life, and locked me in a golden cage in his Manhattan penthouse. He cherished me with a disturbing, devout tenderness. But one day, the cage was unlocked by a pregnant woman. Dressed in a white gown, she was the very picture of innocence. "Dante said you were tainted, so only my child with him can inherit everything from the Moretti family." So that was the real reason for my repeated miscarriages. But Dante forgot… a girl raised by a monster becomes a monster, too.

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Being Antoine Lombardi's only daughter came with many privileges. Never met my biological mother. I was raised by my father and his current wife, the only mother I knew. Antoine Lombardi was a well-known Sicilian Billionaire. I was the product of one night that stand that my father had in America. Even though my mother was African American I was never treated differently by my family. I had four older brothers who were extremely overprotective. Then I have a wonderful stepmother, who has never treated me like a stepchild. My mother is my best friend and the only true mother I know. I have always been a genius and started college at the age of 13 years old. Most thought I would become a doctor or lawyer. Yet I became an inventor and made my first million at 14 years of age. To the Lombardi family, I was the apple of my family's eye. I never dated and am currently 19 years of age finally a billionaire like my father. This is my story of how I met my soul mate from an arranged marriage.

It was at a high-stakes private Texas Hold'em game. During a round of Truth or Dare. Nico Gallo's close friend, Isabella, said, "That scar on Nico's back? I put it there last week." Then, she looked at me and winked: "His skills have gotten so much better since then. You can enjoy yourself tonight." When it was my turn, with everyone's expectant gazes on me, waiting for the drama. I spoke calmly: "Last night, I used a whole box with the most skilled person in this room."

Pour protéger mon mari, Marco, j'ai pris une balle pour lui lors d'une fusillade. J'ai été transportée d'urgence à la clinique privée de la Famille, mais il a interdit à quiconque de me sauver. Dans ma vie antérieure, il n'avait pas réussi à sauver sa bien-aimée Isabella parce qu'il m'avait sauvée d'abord. Isabella est morte, et il a été consumé par le regret, rugissant : "Si ce n'était pas pour toi, elle ne serait jamais morte !" Le jour de mon anniversaire, lors d'une célébration qui s'est terminée dans un bain de sang, il m'a tiré dessus avec une balle gravée du nom de notre fille. Il a affirmé que m'épouser était la plus grande erreur de sa vie. Alors que je gisais dans une mare de mon propre sang, essayant désespérément de protéger notre fille, il a plongé un poignard dans mon cœur. La dernière chose que j'ai vue avant de mourir était lui embrassant une photographie d'Isabella, ayant complètement abandonné notre fille et moi. Il avait une fois de plus choisi son amante morte plutôt que sa famille vivante.

For eight years, I had a secret affair with my father's top Made Man, Paxton Hale. The day we were going to go public, my father sent him on a suicide mission. "Gia, wait for me. When I get back, I'll make you mine." For that promise, I waited five years. He came back with one less eye... and a new family. He knelt before my father. "Don Rossi, for my service on this mission, I ask for my freedom in return—a clean break." "I can't let Lila and our child keep living this life on a knife's edge." All eyes fell on me. They thought I would press a gun to their heads, force Paxton to marry me, and not stop until blood was spilled. But I simply slipped off my ring and forced it onto her hand. "Sister-in-law, my welcome gift to you." From a pool of potential allies, I chose the most powerful one for a marriage of my own. On my wedding day, Paxton took aim at my wedding car with a sniper rifle and called me. "Gia, if you dare marry him, I'll kill him."

He dumped me on our tenth anniversary. "Marriage is about power, Elara," Julian said. "You're an orphan. Isabella is a Moretti." Ten years of my life, gone. So I went to his wedding. I sat in the back, clutching a DNA report that could burn his new world to the ground. "Watch her," someone from the Moretti family hissed. "If she makes a scene, drag her out." My phone buzzed. A string of texts from an unknown number. [Elara, it's your brother. I finally found you.] [Please come home.] [The company, the black card... it's all yours. Just give me an address.] [You're the only family I have left.] Then, a voice message from the man on stage. My ex. "Behave, Elara. Be a good girl." "After the wedding... I can still keep you. Like a little sister." I deleted the message. Blocked his number. Then I opened the chat with my brother. And sent my reply. "Okay."

Para proteger a mi esposo, Marco, recibí una bala por él durante un tiroteo. Fui llevada de urgencia a la clínica privada de la Familia, pero él prohibió que alguien me salvara. En mi vida pasada, él no pudo salvar a su amada Isabella porque me había salvado a mí primero. Isabella murió, y él fue consumido por el remordimiento, rugiendo: "¡Si no fuera por ti, ella nunca habría muerto!" En mi cumpleaños, durante una celebración que terminó en un baño de sangre, me disparó con una bala grabada con el nombre de nuestra hija. Afirmó que casarse conmigo fue el mayor error de su vida. Mientras yacía en un charco de mi propia sangre, desesperadamente tratando de proteger a nuestra hija, él hundió una daga en mi corazón. Lo último que vi antes de morir fue a él besando una fotografía de Isabella, habiendo abandonado completamente a nuestra hija y a mí. Una vez más había elegido a su amante muerta por encima de su familia viva.