1000 Miles

_Vous… vous avez bien dit que vous me payeriez 1000 euros pour une heure, c’est ça ? Demanda-t-elle _Oui Lisa, je confirme que c’est bien ce que j’ai dit, répondit-il avec un grand sourire. Lisa s’allongea sur le matelas, et le deuxième homme s’approcha d’elle. Elle se dit qu’elle devrait se méfier, mais étrangement, le bel inconnu lui inspirait confiance. _ Maintenant, il va falloir vous déshabiller, dit-il de sa voix douce et chaude. L’adolescente de 18 ans savait qu’elle était venue pour cela, mais elle hésita tout de même un instant. Elle ne s’était jamais déshabillée devant des hommes auparavant ; en vérité, elle était vierge. _Et… Vous promettez que vous n’essayerez pas de me faire l’amour ? demanda encore Allyssa tout en baissant les bretelles de son débardeur. Elle ne portait pas de soutien-gorge, et elle vit les yeux des deux hommes d’affaires scintiller dans l’obscurité lorsqu’elle révéla ses beaux seins semblables à des melons bien mûrs. _Je vous le garantis, dit le plus âgé des deux. Mon associé et moi-même avons des postes à haute responsabilité. Nous souhaitons éviter tout scandale, et nous ne désirons pas tromper nos épouses en couchant avec d’autres femmes. Tout ce que nous voulons, c’est goûter au sexe d’une jolie adolescente de 18 ans comme vous. Lisa frissonna à nouveau en entendant ses paroles. Elle ignorait si elle avait peur, ou bien si elle commençait à être excitée. Elle retira alors son jean, puis son string en dentelle blanche, et elle s’allongea alors en serrant les dents. Le plus âgé des deux hommes s’approcha près d’elle, puis il s’agenouilla à ses côtés.

“My eyes flashed open as the chilly air passed through my whole body but it wasn't the cold that woke me up. Grayham was lying next to me and his warm body caressed mine when he turned to me, his eyes shut. His warm breath flushed all over my face. I shut my eyes and imagined the comfort his body would bring to me. Then his legs curled up around mine and an electric shock shot up to my brain. The bulge in my trousers doubled in size. Through the dark, I led my hand into my trousers and when I clasped my dick, it was erect, swollen, and heavy. What if he was touching me? What if my cock was buried into his mouth or what if his hands were the ones doing the stroking? Fuck! I stroked harder as I imagined myself shoving my huge dick down his throat. I spewed on the floor and turned to the bed face down while panting heavily. Then, the warning bells in my head rang! Did I just cum while thinking about my mortal enemy?” *** Miles Kaden lives quietly, fiercely protective of the old building his father once tended. He’s stubborn, grounded, and bound to a place full of history—and secrets. Grayham Wilson is sharp, cold, and disgustingly rich. He builds empires by tearing others down. And now he wants that old building. They were never meant to meet. But one impulsive act changes everything. They wake up in each other’s bodies. What starts as a battle of wills quickly turns into something far more tangled. Because the longer they live each other’s lives, the more blurred the lines become. Two men. One curse. A hundred days to survive it—or risk losing not just their lives, but themselves.

1년 전, 강제 이혼도 모자라 온갖 모함에 고통받던 조연아는 결국 활활 타오르는 불길 속에서 비참한 생을 맞이했다.그리고 1년 후, 스타엔터의 대표로 화려하게 돌아온 조연아, 그녀에게 상처를 주었던 사람들에게 복수를 다짐한다.새로운 대표로 부임한 조연아, 연하남 세 명과 지독하게 얽히기 시작한다?그리고 그날 밤, 1000억짜리 계약을 포기한 전 남편의 숨 막히는 키스가 이어지고..."나 다시 좀 받아줘!"하지만 엘리트 변호사 고주혁과 수많은 팬을 거느린 배우의 대시까지.전 와이프의 다시 얻는 길은 멀고도 험해 보인다."결혼하고 싶은 남자 1위로 선정되셨는데, 민 대표님은 이에 대해 어떻게 생각하십니까?"연말 인터뷰, 기자의 질문에 민지훈은 이렇게 대답한다."저, 재결합하겠습니다."쿠궁!민지훈의 재결합 계획은 순조롭게 진행될 것인가?

"Promise me they will suffer for all they did to you." >>>> Emily. * "Five years ago, I made a vow to my best friend, that I would seek retribution against all those who wronged me in the past, who made me suffer and made my life miserable. However, after fleeing the country while pregnant, and giving birth to my little angel, while also finding success as a creative artist and finding love in a man who was starting to mend my broken heart, I decided to let go of my plans for vengeance. Part of me believed it was best to move on and leave the past behind, but another part still thirsty for revenge, determined to destroy those who wronged me in the past." >>> Hayley Forbes. *** Hayley's heart shattered the day she discovered her billionaire's husband's betrayal, devoid of any remorse as he demanded a divorce. Left with nothing but a broken heart, and forced eviction from her home, Hayley set out to start a new life, only to realize a few weeks later that she was carrying her ex-husband's child. She vowed to seek her revenge against all those who abandoned her, especially her unfaithful husband. Returning to her husband after being rejected twice wasn't an option. Instead, Hayley kept the pregnancy a secret, and resolved to raise the child on her own, fleeing to a distant place_ miles away from her family and ex-husband. But what happens five years later, when Hayley's estranged husband returns, claiming not only her but their child as well, with plans to reconnect with them and become family again? What will Hayley do? Will she confront her past and long-forgotten revenge plan? Or Will she forgive and forget? Delve in to find out!

My husband, Joseph Coleman, falls from the third floor, shatters both legs, and even injures what men fear losing most. I don't rush him to the nearest hospital. Instead, I drive him to a hospital two thousand miles away. In my previous life, Joseph jumped on purpose so the hospital intern he dotes on, Kimberly Parker, could secure a permanent spot by operating on him. He refused the capable surgeons nearby and insisted I take him to the hospital where Kimberly works, just so she can treat him. I turned him down because Kimberly is an untrained intern who got in through connections and has no surgical experience. Joseph had slapped me hard across the face. "I just want to use my injury to help Kim go permanent. Why are you being so petty?" He was dead set on Kimberly treating him. I worried the delay would ruin his legs, so I asked his mother, Diane Lowe, to talk sense into him. But what I never expected was Kimberly jumping from the hospital building when she failed her probation. Meanwhile, Joseph is treated in time, and both legs are spared. On the day he's discharged, I come smiling to take him home, but he runs me down with his car and kills me. As I collapse on the floor, choking on blood, I ask him why. He looks at me like I'm something stuck to his shoe. "If you hadn't stopped me from helping Kimberly go permanent, she never would've died!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Joseph falls and breaks his legs.

I'm Kate Bamford, and I'm an EA (Executive Assistant), and I've just started a new job with - quite honestly the most gorgeous man I've ever set eyes on. This is a shame because men - gorgeous, sexy, or otherwise are completely off my radar! I can blame my ex for that, he's a controlling, miserable PoS! Weeks of being told what I can and cannot do would drive anyone to murder. Oops! The less said about that the better. No, I didn't stick a knife in his black petrified heart, but I did cause him major humiliation, which, thinking about it might have been even worse. My big worry is I have a secret, and the last thing I need is for my ex or anyone else to find out. Nobody will rescue me if my secret gets out. I'm Darius Graves, CEO of Graves and Son. I have a big problem, it concerns my mother - a matriarchal socialite who lives 3,461 miles away from me in New York. It's not far enough! My 'dearest' mother thinks nothing of getting into her private jet and popping over to see me in London as if she's going to the corner shop for a pint of milk. The thing is, she wants me to get married, but only to a girl she chooses. There is not a snowball's chance in hell of this ever happening. No way. No how. My two best friends are always coming up with various solutions to this problem. i.e. Sell the bank, or keep the bank and work from home in Katmandu. However, their latest idea is a fake marriage. But to whom? I can only think of one person, and that is my new assistant. She's beautiful and thinking about her keeps me awake at night.

Blurb When I was fifteen years old I fell in love, he was a walking wet dream and for a teenage girl that was only learning to control her hormones, he was Death. I grew up in a religious household, my grandfather was a catholic pastor and so we were raised on a biblical perspective but somehow I always galloped more to worldly things. I was taught no cussing, no deception, and certainly no fucking a hot boy you just met two weeks ago, but- I loved him. I wanted to love him in all the ways I could, and I think he too loved me because he always promised forever. Somehow forever lasted short, I ended up in the wrong hands, terrible hands. I saw some bad things and did worse, my perception of life was ruined long ago now I have nothing, nothing but scars and demons. I had long forgotten about him, but years later, he crashes into my life, and he's married. His wife, making me an unwelcome proposal, and him, making me feel like the indistinguishable stupid girl I was seven years ago. However I'm no longer her, and he isn't the same eighteen-year-old I lied to, he breathes power and seduction that can be seen from miles away. All I want is to get my life in order but with my past feelings and demons resurfacing, I know one thing for sure, I am screwed. We both are. Caelum thinks he is the only fiend in my story, yet there's a far bigger demon lurking in the dark, and no matter the times he goes hunting, he won't find it, the demon hides in the most open places and the longer Caelum searches, the more broken he will be when he encounters it.

Done checking me out yet, babe?” The godlike man with tattoos covering his muscular forearms asks me with a teasing smirk on his face. "No fair, Miles is hogging her. The name's Beckett, Darling," He said with his deep baritone voice that had my core clenching. "My turn," came another deep gorgeous voice, sounding more sensual than the last. "Hey, Princess." He said, whisking me away from Beckett, "The name's Aphelion." Aphelion grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into his beautiful green eyes. "I can still make your insides burn with want for me." He said once he pulled back, grinning at me, a dimple appearing on his cheek, "By the way, I'm Samael." Katrina was left at an orphanage as an infant, on her 18th birthday she gets a vague letter from her birth mother, that doesn’t go into much detail on why her parents abandon her, just that there was a danger lurking, and Katrina had to disappear. On her 21st birthday Katrina’s best friends take her to the Popular club Hecate where her life turns upside down. One minute she’s having fun getting drunk, the next she’s blasting a pervert on his ass with some unknown power that just blasted out of her hands. Now Katrina is stuck attending school with a bunch of demigods and four very attractive very dangerous gods, who have all staked a claim on her. Katrina must learn how to control this new power of hers, avoid the demigoddess who she has somehow angered by her existence, figure out what the danger is her mother’s letter warned her about, all while juggling four very dominating gods.

You think you've had a bad day? My name is Braddock Westfield, Billionaire Alpha (head werewolf) of the Crescent Moon pack I've searched for my fated mate for 22 years and finally conceded to the elders to choose a Luna to produce an heir. The night before our union my pack was attacked by rogues (werewolves with no pack, no morals, mostly criminals), we suffered no losses except my Gamma (Lead Warrior), who now we need to pick up 100 miles away in a small human town at a Diner. I receive a call as I pull into the parking lot, that my chosen mate has been kidnapped by rogues on her way to my pack. Pissed off, I enter the Diner, an intoxicating scent hits me and my wolf howls in my head "MATE" (22years of searching and on my Union Day, you find her). Two men crash threw the door inside the diner, yelling "Charlie get your ass out here now, we're not done with it yet." The old woman behind the counter grabs a shotgun and makes them leave. A waitress comes out bringing food and that intoxicating scent, my heart clenches when our eyes lock and our mate bond snaps tethering our hearts together, as I look at her broken nose, bruised face, split lip, swollen green glistening eyes. I need to get her to leave with us, promising to keep her safe, revealing I'm a psychiatrist with facilities, to help her rebuild her self-esteem and build her confidence to help her, move past her obvious trauma. Explaining she's a werewolf and I'm her fated mate and at least 20+ years older than her, that may be more challenging. Let's not forget, I now need to find my kidnapped chosen that I need to reject. All this before 9am.

I've been mated to Alpha Alaric Goremane for five years, and I'm still a virgin. On the night he claims me, I stand before him, naked. With my heart pounding against my chest, I muster the courage to step forward and wrap my arms around him. But he pulls away, and then comes the words that lingered in my head for years like a devil's whisper. "I'm sorry, Kyna. I have severe germaphobia and can't handle physical intimacy. Please give me some time." In that moment, my heart plunges into the abyss. But when I see the torment in his eyes, I convince myself that he doesn't love me any less. He's just sick, and all I have to do is wait. So, I wait for five long years. On our fifth mating anniversary, I cross thousands of miles in a raging storm just to see the look of delight on his face when I surprise him. Sure enough, I see the warmth in his eyes and gentleness in his expression. But what a pity… it isn't for me. The Alpha, who claims to be an obsessive clean freak, is on one knee before his childhood sweetheart. He gently slips off her rain-soaked heels, dries her feet, and warms her cold toes with the heat of his palm. It's as if that's the most natural thing in the world, and as if his world holds no one else. He sighs. "Serene, how many times have I told you that you'll catch a cold? What would you do without me?" In that instant, the last of my delusions shatters. I finally realize that his germaphobia is selective, and I'm simply the one he can't bear to touch. Instead of making a fuss, I slip off the ring I've worn for five years and walk into the storm without looking back. Later, I hear he tries to win me back with the most expensive roses in the city. But the Kyna Lupen who loves him is long gone.