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“The distance… it wasn’t about her. From the moment you walked into that workshop, I felt something different, you got under my skin. You were a chaos I didn’t know how to handle. Then that disastrous audition, seeing you so lost in that awful red dress, I felt this need to fix it. I tried to resist, I tried to stay away, to keep things simple, but I failed.” She turned her gaze away, biting her lip, fighting against the storm of feelings that rose within her. He was laying himself bare, piece by precious piece. “You are the first girl I ever took to church. I don’t take people there. It was because I felt, in some way I couldn't explain that I needed to show you a place of peace. Your peace

Possibly the softest kiss he’s ever given me, and I’m forced to think it’s out of respect for the officiant and the church, but he proves me wrong by letting one of his hands slide down to my waist, closing whatever little distance was left between us, deepening the kiss. And that’s when I feel it, the unmistakable press of his erection against me, firm and unapologetic, as if even here, before God, he refuses to pretend he doesn’t want me. Shocked and unprepared, I place my hands on his chest, trying to push him away from me, but he doesn’t budge, until the officiant clears his throat. Christian’s eyes are heavy-lidded, dark, and brimming with lust as he takes a step back. They don’t leave

“I want to believe you. But it hurts. And with everything else, the blackmailer, Brady, Sophia, it feels like the world is trying to pull us apart.” Alexander finally reached out, taking my hand gently. “Then we don’t let it. We pay the blackmailer. We’re careful around Brady and Sophia. We keep our secret. But we don’t push each other away. I need you, Cassandra. More than I’ve ever needed anyone.” I squeezed his hand. The fight wasn’t gone, but the pull between us was stronger. “Come inside. But we’re talking. No touching until we figure this out.”

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

"Ohhhh… This is too intense." Ms. Patel smiled, kissing my breast through my dress. "Your faith makes this even more beautiful, Aisha. Just relax okay? They introduced a small vibrator next, pressing it gently against my clit while Mr. Khan licked lower. The buzzing sensation combined with his tongue pushing me closer to the edge. "I should not enjoy this. I am married to my faith first." Laura had moved to ride one of the men now moaning freely. "Aisha, let go. Feel how wet you are. They are worshipping you."

He is ruthless and heartless. ______________________________________________ Damon was sitting on the bed mentally cursing at his faith... Cursing that he just got married to his brother's girlfriend and love... The same girl who gave his brother so much pain... Now that which is his wife... He was waiting for her to come... So he could start her journey of hell. But little did he know he indeed got married but not with Liliana Miller but with Luciana Miller... An unknown broken Angel... Luciana slowly opened the knob of the room and again closed it after entering the room. But froze against the door.

As I try to fight my way away from him. "Christian loves you very much Aria and you need to be with him to heal," Ares told me, holding me tightly within his arms. Preventing me from moving away from him. "He as Accalia," I answer my brother angrily, while I stop fighting myself away from him. "Christian rejected her for you," Ares told me. "I know and I don't care," I answer my brother angrily. "I no longer love Christian and so he can take her back for those two wicked wolves belong together."

Once again, I’m writing a story to honor the request of a reader! A little over a year ago, Ms. Ciara Townsend wrote to me: “My best friend and I are avid readers, and my favorite books usually have white lead characters and black minor characters, and they’re usually quite ghetto. It’s a little discouraging when all of the couples are with people of the same race when there are so many mixed people in the world. I would love an interracial romance, especially when there are so many people that don’t believe in it.”

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.