An American Daughter

“I’d give up my whole kingdom to be with you. I want to be your Prince Charming.” Aria has a big heart but bigger problems. Her whole life is a mess thanks to her controlling stepmother. But when she’s knocked over- literally- by the hottest man she’s ever had the pleasure of tangling up her body with, everything changes. Henry Prescott, second-string rugby player for the Paradisa Royals, is funny, sweet, charming, and oh-so-sexy. He’s got a rock hard body and tackles her in bed as fiercely as he tackled her in the park. Knowing nothing about rugby, but absolutely intoxicated by his accent, she finds herself falling for him. There’s only one problem: Henry Prescott doesn’t exist. The man she thinks she loves is actually Prince Henry, second in line for the throne of the nation of Paradisa. He’s the man who Aria’s entire department has to impress for trade relations. And that makes Aria’s stepmother’s plans even more dangerous. He’s the man who could destroy her world or make all her dreams come true. He lied about being a prince… did he also lie about being in love? NYT Bestseller Krista Lakes brings you this brand new sweet-and-sexy royal romance. This standalone novel will have you cheering for an American princess’s happily ever after.

"What!" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep rude voice. "You hit me, which caused my coffee to spill all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it," He speaks like he has done nothing wrong "You are supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone "And why should I." "Because that is what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve sorry from me." "Wow, really, and why is that." "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it." "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say getting angry with his insults "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer to me. I don't say anything, but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I even expected him to say anything better. It is Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a story about two people who knew how to express the word hate more than anything else to one another. Ethan hates Adina more than anything in the world and would give anything to see her perish into thin air. While on the other hand Adina could careless about Ethan other than the fact that she won't let him walk all over her with his arrogant character. What happens when a big incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for the each other. Read to find out how the person you hate the most is the one person you can love the most.

⚠️Warning: Extremely explicit content. For mature readers only. “Fuck me harder, Derrick,” I moaned, bent over the boardroom table with my skirt around my waist and legs spread wide. The powerful CEO slammed into me from behind, his thick cock stretching my dripping pussy as papers scattered everywhere. “Right there… yes! Ruin me!” He gripped my hips harder, pounding me mercilessly. “You talk too much shit during negotiations, Zara. Now take this dick like the dirty girl you are.” Welcome to American Heatwave: A Steamy Hot Collection, the ultimate collection of raw, addictive, and extremely explicit erotic short stories. From the ruthless CEO bending his sharp-tongued negotiator over the boardroom table, to the ripped neighbor filling his married housewife with thick cum by the pool… from the dominant professor strap-on fucking her bratty student while the Dean is right outside, to the stranger on the red-eye who destroys a stressed businesswoman in the airplane bathroom and all night in his hotel suite. Each of the 50 standalone stories delivers non-stop steamy action that starts from the very first chapter and never lets up. Expect: 💦Filthy dirty talk💦 💦 Intense power play💦 💦Multiple explosive orgasms💦 💦Creampies, squirting, risky public sex, and more💦 These aren’t just quick hookups. These are passionate, addictive encounters between complex, magnetic characters you’ll fall in love with, even as they break every rule. Late nights in luxury penthouses. Sweaty gym sessions. Forbidden office affairs. Dangerous affairs next door. If you crave hot, explicit, and emotionally charged erotica that leaves you breathless and craving more… this collection is your new obsession🥵 50 Stories. 50 Forbidden Flames. How many can you handle before you reach your limit?

"You know, red." He warned biting my lower lip. "I think we should try again with the spanking. I could make it more alluring. Make you love it." I felt my lower regions throb as his lips caressed my neck. His hands trailed down my body and found its way under my silky black nightdress. Tugging at the hem of my thong he then slipped in a finger and ran it up and down my hot wet slit ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both?

“It’s payback time. Now that your sister needs to study abroad, you have to help the family. Marry Mr. Morrison.” The words were nonchalantly spoken while I was being thrown into a room. What doubles the pain is to hear these come from my own father, the person whom I never imagined slapping me with the truth that I am as valuable as an economic insurance. I am an investment daughter; my parents have groomed me to be their insurance in the future. I am their economic plan B if things go wrong… Should I obey or run? This is my life, and I have control over it!

Iris “Prisoner……. Captive….. Slave…..” Those are little words when it comes down to me. My teenage was almost gone and when I saw myself standing in my adulthood, I realized I lost so many things including myself. Because I was his prisoner. I was Bratva’s captive and he left no stone unturned to teach me who is the owner of my life. “Regret?” “I regret the day when I stepped in his mansion blinded by vengeance. And he showed no mercy. I regret my impulsive decision and many more. But above all, I regret being the puppet of his hand.” Dimitrios “I don't have the word mercy in my rule book.” “But she is a kid.” “Doesn't matter. What matters is, she is an assassin's daughter and his father is not alive to pay for his deeds.” Copyright 2021-2022 by Irene Davison (Esperanza)