1000 Ways To Die Hot Dog

Dario Morello came from old money in Santria City—but his family was cursed. Every guy in that bloodline dropped dead before twenty-five, like something sucked the life out of them. The only way out? Marry someone with a rare fertility gene. In my last life, my adopted sister Serena jacked my wedding dress and took my place at the altar. I exposed her right there in front of everyone. She became Santria's biggest joke. Then she killed herself. My parents said I was heartless. Cut me off without blinking. Dario? He hated me too. On the anniversary of Serena's death, he locked me in a basement, strapped me with explosives, and snapped, "That fertility gene lie? You made it up for clout and cash. Serena was pregnant with my kid. You killed them both. So now—you're going with her." Next thing I knew, I was waking up on the morning of the wedding. This time? I helped Serena with the veil and wished them a perfect life.

For three agonizing years, my mother struggled with kidney failure. Finally, after all the waiting and the constant dialysis, she was next in line for a transplant. Hope seemed so close. But then, my husband, Zachary Levi, an esteemed nephrology professor, did the unforgivable. He surreptitiously gave his lover's mother the kidney that was intended for my mother. He said almost dismissively, "Ella's mother couldn't wait any longer. Your mother's been on dialysis for so long, she's not going to die anytime soon." Later, my mother passed away. I called Zachary one final time. Yet, it was a woman who answered. "Margaret, right? Zachary's in the shower. Is there something you need?" I stared at my mother's smile on the gravestone, and an overwhelming emptiness spread through me. "It's nothing. Just wanted to talk about the divorce."

Kristen hatte nicht nur einen überdurchschnittlichen IQ sondern war auch gleichzeitig stolze Besitzerin eines eigenen Tattoo- Studios. Nun stand ihr achtzehnter Geburtstag vor der Tür. Nachdem sie jahrelang von ihrer Mutter misshandelt worden war, hatte sie beschlossen, ihr Rudel zu verlassen. Ihr Tattoo- Studio lief gut, also hatte sie genug Geld zur Verfügung. Sie wollte sich in ihr eigenes Abenteuer stürzen, ganz egal, wer ihr Gefährte war. Leider hatten mehrere Männer ein Problem mit ihrer Unabhängigkeit. Kristens feurige Persönlichkeit hatte sie in eine Situation gebracht, in der sie sich allen Dingen stellen mussten, denen sie eigentlich versucht hatte zu entfliehen. Wie viel kann eine Person ertragen, bevor sie aufgibt?

Shortly after my boyfriend dies, I prepare to join him in the underworld. However, I'm saved by a rich man who passes by. He's worried that I'll do something rash again, so he stays by my side for three years and helps me move past my trauma. Before Benjamin Zoller's birthday, I receive a call from the hospital and learn that he's been diagnosed with cancer. I head to his company to look for him when I hear his smug voice. "I've always suspected that Cherilyn is still hung up on her ex, so I made up something about being sick to test her. I'll believe that she loves me if she's willing to take her life for my sake." I play along and fake my death before him. He loses his mind after witnessing everything.

Adult Romance 21+ [Mature Content] Arion Harold, a handsome cassanova who actually loves a woman. His best friend and secretary, Emily. When they have expressed their feelings for each other with hot passionate love. That love must move away suddenly, leaving Emily devastated and driving her away. "I like your kisses, I like your hugs and I like you." Emily continued hoarsely with a stifled voice. Deg! Arion's heart was beating so fast at Emily's words that he took a deep breath, again suppressing the passion that was so strong in him, "Don't say dangerous things like this, Em. I can't guarantee whether I can hold myself together if I kiss you again." Arion said, exasperated. "Then don't..." Can Arion get his love back? Can Emily resist the charms of Arion Harold? Read Arion and Emily's passionate love story...

Darian Mahesa, a 29 year-old man with all the privileges in his life. Besides being wealthy, intelligent, and always accompanied by success, there is one important thing he has yet to attain, which is love. Since childhood, he has been recognized as the sole heir of Putra Company, a business engaged in property and fashion, which has prevented him from experiencing love. For him, work comes first, and this obsession led him to dedicate all his teenage years to learning about the business. Raised by his dictator father, Darian became a firm, disciplined, smart, and reliable CEO, but also cold and untouched by any woman. His life takes a 180° turn when he decides to try something new. He wants to experience the thrill of spending one night with a girl, preferably someone who is still a virgin. Due to financial pressure, Fahira, Darian's secretary, eventually volunteers to offer herself to finance her younger sibling's heart surgery. Darian never expected that his playful act would bring both seeds of love and a lifetime of regret. Now, how will Darian truly win Fahira's heart, which has already been deeply wounded?"

When Japheth, a secret police agent is assigned to spy on the son of the biggest mafia don in Miami, he has no choice but to disguise himself as a professor and infiltrate his school to get more information. What started as an investigation turned into deeper conversations, sneaky kisses, and brain-shutting fucking. Japheth never thought he was into boys, until he met the one who made him question everything he had believed in. Until he met Aaron.

Genre:- EroticaPrologueDark RomanceWarning! Warning!! Warning!!!THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY SCENES IN EVERY CHAPTER, IF YOU ARE BELOW 18 AND YOU FEEL INSECURE ABOUT READING AN EROTIC BOOK, PLEASE DON'T READ IT. IT CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!!!... Sexual violence is one of the most awful weapons of war, used against women. But huge numbers of men are also victims. Governments, aid agencies, and human rights defenders barely acknowledge its possibility. This made some men scared to speak up. This is the case of Nate Wilson.his stepmother sexually abuse him when he was a kid. Any time he summon the courage to open up to his father, the young man always came up with one or two things just to escape from it. He has no choice than to keep it to himself, 20 years later, he grows up to be an handsome guy, he graduated from college but decided to drop his certificate in the house and go for a stripper workBeing a victim of rape from a tender age, has made him good in all aspects that have to do with SEX, he stripped at the club and also has sex with any available woman for money, let's just say, he is a manwhore.But what happened when he meet her?Oliver Thompson, a married woman whose husband didn't satisfy her with sex, her friend invited her to the club where Nate worked as a stripper.What happened when they meet?"I will do what your husband can never do to you, I will worship your body in a way that your husband hasn't done before, now strip!"

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.

Seven years ago, I turned my back on my powerless fated mate, Soren, and chose a powerful Alpha instead. Now, I’m dying alone in this shitty apartment with seven days to live. The Moon's Glow is fading inside me. Without the Final Rite, my soul will be chained to this earth, a ghost doomed to an eternity of torment. And no Alpha will perform it for me. Coughing up another mouthful of blood, I dialed the one number I swore I’d never touch again. Soren. The mate I rejected. Now, the most powerful Alpha in the North. I begged him for the Final Rite. Moments later, his engine screamed down my street. But the boy I once knew was gone. The man staring back at me now held nothing but pure, undiluted hatred in his eyes. "Well, well. Look what we have here," he sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "The fallen princess. When are you going to finally drop dead? The second your heart stops, I’m dumping your corpse in the Feral Lands for the scavengers."