Angels Of Death Zack And Rachel Kiss

Si Ivan Kim, isang mayaman at bilyonaryong CEO na nagmamay-ari ng hindi mabilang na hotel sa iba’t ibang bansa ay isa ding binata na hindi naniniwala sa pag-ibig at higit sa lahat.. sa KASAL. Si Ciela Luna Young, isang digital marketing assistant, breadwinner ng isang broken family. Isang dalagang pilit na nagsusumikap sa buhay upang patunayan ang kanyang sarili na karapat-dapat siyang pakasalan ng kanyang mayaman, perfectionist, soon to be lawyer at fiancè na si Jackson Chua. Ngunit isang hindi inaasahang pangyayari ang mag-uugnay sa kanilang dalawa. Ang cold hearted na CEO at hindi naniniwala sa pag-ibig at kasal ay aksidenteng maikakasal kay Ciela Luna isang gabi matapos silang pumunta sa wedding party ng kanilang mutual friend. Isang halik na magpapabago ng kanilang kapalaran. Ano ang mangyayari sa kanilang dalawa? Paninindigan kaya ni Ivan Kim si Ciela Luna? Matutuloy kaya ang kasal ni Ciela sa kanyang fiancè matapos ang nakagugulantang na balita? Abangan.

เธอ : คงไม่ผิดมั้ง หากจะเก็บผู้ชายไว้ใกล้ตัวสักคน เขา : อยากเป็นเด็กเลี้ยงของสาวที่อายุมากกว่า ‘ภาสกร’ คิดว่าเจ้านายเก่าของตนเป็นผู้หญิงที่เจ้าระเบียบ เย็นชาเหมือนเจ้าหญิงน้ำแข็ง ทว่าเขาเมื่อได้เห็นความอ่อนแอของเธอแล้วอยากกอดปลอบชะมัด ‘พนิดา’ ต้องการข้อมูลในการเขียนงานของตัวเอง แต่มันเป็นเรื่องเรต ยี่สิบบวก ที่เธอดันไม่ถนัดเอาเสียเลย งานนี้ยังไงก็ต้องมีตัวช่วย

“ถ้าความรักซื้อได้ ฉันจะซื้อหัวใจของเจ้านาย” ในเมื่อเขาแสนจะเข้มงวด เย็นชา หน้าตาย และใช้เงินแลกทุกอย่าง เธอก็อยากรู้เหมือนกันว่าเงินซื้อ ‘หัวใจ’ เขาได้หรือไม่ ‘พศิน’ ผู้บริหารหนุ่มที่ตอบแทนทุกอย่างด้วยเงิน รวมถึงเซ็กส์ดีๆ แม้แต่กระทั่ง ‘น้ำใจ’ ‘กุลนารี’ เลขาสาวสายสตรอง แกร่งพร้อมสู้ทุกสถานการณ์แต่บางครั้งก็แอบเหนื่อยใจจนนึกอยากทุบเจ้านายสักครั้ง!

"Don't you think that skirt is short for you?" She says, changing the subject and taking another long hit from her blunt. Since when does she care about my clothing? Besides it's not like it's affecting anyone, so why does it matter? "Um, no. Why do you care anyways?" I ask suspiciously, while looking down at my skirt. It's not even short. "People are looking at you in there, and maybe it's because of what you're wearing," She throws her blunt on the ashtray that she has, and turns her attention on me staring fiercely into my eyes. "Why does it matter? It's not like it's a bad thing." I say, now worried at this point. I don't know what's going through her mind as she comes closer to me, again my back is against the wall beside the balcony railing. "It is a bad thing because it seems everyone in there wants to fuck you, and for some damn reason it's bothering me." Heaven says lowly, barely audible. ----- Hatred. Despite. Mixed feelings. Read to find out about Valentina and Heavens relationship, which starts off as despiteful, then turns into something pure.

Love is hard. It's even harder when you're a plus size girl. It's even harder still when the only person you've ever truly loved just uses you. Being loved when it's convenient destroys you. What makes it the hardest though is when your soul mate is a harbinger of death. Letitia didn't have the most supportive mother growing up and her ex fiance Mark had no problem hurting her left and right. But when Letitia falls for Aiden things get complicated. She's forced to chose between his world and hers.

When a mafia princess is forced to marry the son of her family's greatest rival, hate turns into obsession, betrayal bleeds into desire, and war becomes the price of love.

I died on my birthday, but neither my parents nor my husband noticed. They were too busy pouring all their attention into planning my twin sister, Esme Shaw's, birthday party. While she was surrounded by people helping her pick out a gown, I was tied up and thrown into the basement. With what little strength I had left, I forced my broken fingers to press in the code—9395. It was a signal my husband, Edwin Grant, and I had once agreed on. It was a straightforward way to call for help in the event of danger. I never thought I would actually need it one day. But when I sent it, he didn't believe me. His reply was cold, "Claudia, just because I didn't take you shopping for a new dress, you've decided to put on a show? "You can still wear last year's gown. Stop making trouble. I'll see you at the party later." What he didn't know was that Esme had already shredded that gown into pieces. And what he couldn't imagine was that the moment after he hung up, I was already gone. So, when the celebration began, I never appeared. But when everyone saw the birthday gift I had prepared for Esme ahead of time, the entire room lost its mind.

"Fuck," I snap, unzipping her jeans skirt and tearing the thing down her legs, throwing it over my shoulder. "You've driven me to the edge, little girl. It was hard enough having you wiggle that tight ass around in my lap without coming. Then I see other males looking at you?" I yank down her panties and discard them in the foot well. "For that, I'm going to pump so deep, you'll see stars." "Yes," she gasps, spreading her legs wider as I go down and take a long, sweet whiff of her pink pussy. "I'd like that very much, Daddy. Please me. Please, Daddy...fuck..." I take the first lick, my fingers digging into her laps as she moans out in pleasure. "Oh, fuck! Oh. Oh my God." One more lick and her pussy starts to quiver, her legs stiffening where I've rested them on my shoulders. "Damien." I close my lips lightly around her clit and apply careful suction, increasing the pressure until she's crying out. "What do you really want from me, little girl?" "Go faster, Daddy. Please me harder. Please me..." ------------- Warning: This book is intended for 18+ audiences. It is an erotic boxset, containing seventeen original erotic short stories. Steamy, fun, and fulfilling, just how ya'll like it.

Seven people, five murders, one conspiracy. Mobia is a small European country that sits over a volcano that allows magical beings to live there. Many believe the magic also keeps evil at bay, which lowers their crime rate. Joey Hamilton knows better.

Steven Lambert claimed my mother almost killed his wife and daughter, branding me as a sinner from birth. For twenty years, he and his family tormented me in the name of atonement. I was forced into a cruel marriage with the vile Caleb Carpenter in Cindy's place, only to suffer a tragic end. Only then did the Lamberts realize I was their daughter. Yet all this time, the very existence they believed to be a sinner enjoyed their bottomless affection and adoration.