Are U Okay

Dans une suite luxueuse d’un hôtel cinq étoiles, des draps de satin glissent sous une main délicate. Une femme, escortée pour une nuit d’exception, se prépare à vivre des moments de plaisir intense et éphémère. Les lumières tamisées caressent sa peau, et un parfum enivrant emplit l’air. À l’autre bout de la pièce, un homme l’attend, le regard brûlant de promesses. Au cœur du plaisir, chaque instant est une exploration des sens, où l’interdit devient tentation. Gabriel un homme au regard perçant, PDG de "Montana Entreprise", fait entré Rose dans un univers où le danger et la tentions se côtoient. Après cette nuit entre Gabriel et Rose, tout bascule. Gabriel tombe amoureux. Le lendemain, Gabriel eut le plaisir de se faire inviter à un mariage dont il ignorait les mariés. Lors de la cérémonie du mariage, il se rend compte que la mariée était Rose, l'escorte de sa précédente nuit. Inondé par le choc, et surpris par l'événement, Gabriel se pose milles questions.. Comment cela était-il possible ? _Comment une escorte pouvait-elle bénéficier d'un mariage aussi luxueux après avoir reçu un client la veille ? _ Et pourquoi était-elle obligée de travailler en tant qu'escorte, alors qu'elle devait se marier le lendemain...?

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

Marley Benson is pathetic.  Not because she's a loser or because she's in love with her cousin's boyfriend. Okay, she might be a loser, but it does have everything to do with being in love with her cousin's boyfriend. It isn't Marley's fault that Luca Valentine has beautiful green eyes and a face sculpted by the gods. And so what if Marley is exaggerating, he's that attractive.  However, everything changes when Ares Abernathy decides to make Marley's life even more miserable than it was before.  She can handle watching the love of her life with someone who isn't her. What she can't handle is Ares' sharp words that cut like glass.  Besides, what has she ever done to make her the target of his cruel antics? With Ares at her throat Marley is forced to focus on other things.  Things that have nothing to do with Luca Valentine. Like why does her best friend seem to be hiding something, or why there's a giant dog lurking outside her house?  Or better yet, why is Ares Abernathy so obsessed with her?

Ma meilleure amie et moi avons épousé deux frères de la famille Lemoine. J'ai épousé l'aîné, Marc, un obstétricien de renom. Elle a épousé le cadet, Adrien, PDG d'un grand laboratoire pharmaceutique. Le jour de mon anniversaire, l'ex de mon mari m'a envoyé le cadavre en décomposition d'un chat errant. Le choc m'a provoqué un accouchement prématuré. Ma meilleure amie, Élise, m'a aussitôt emmenée à l'hôpital. Mais j'ai fait une embolie amniotique, en plus d'un accouchement prématuré. Les médecins étaient impuissants. J'ai rassemblé mes dernières forces pour appeler mon mari à l'aide. Je n'ai reçu en retour qu'un flot de reproches : « C'est juste parce que j'ai raté ton anniversaire que tu fais tout ce cirque ? Faut arrêter de mentir pour m'attirer ! Le chien de Taïs est en train de mettre bas, je dois rester concentré pour l'aider. Arrête de semer la pagaille ! » Finalement, c'était Élise, les mains tremblantes, qui a pris le risque de m'opérer elle-même. J'ai survécu de justesse. Mon bébé, quant à lui, a été transféré en urgence pour être réanimé. Les yeux rouges, Élise a appelé Adrien, son mari, pour lui demander en urgence un médicament de leur laboratoire. « Le chien de Taïs va très mal après la mise bas, j'essaie de lui préparer un bouillon d'os. Vous êtes vraiment inséparables, toi et Claire. Une me supplie, l'autre prend le relais. Vous passez votre temps à vous battre pour des hommes, vous pouvez pas faire quelque chose d'utile, non ? » Et puis… mon bébé est mort. Et avec lui, mon cœur aussi. « Élise, je veux divorcer. » « Tu divorces ? Moi aussi. Ces types ne méritent pas d'avoir des femmes ! » Nous avons demandé le divorce aux deux frères. Et là, soudain, ils ont paniqué.

“I want you, Trsh, can't you see that?” He questioned, and I scoffed, my eyes holding nothing but anger and hatred for him. “You hurt me!” I charged at him. “And I'm ready to make things right? Like it or not, it's you I want. You're mine, Trisj.” ****** The birthday surprise she had hoped for turned out to be her worst nightmare. Trisha thought she was finally okay, but when she got betrayed by her mate and got rejected, she saw her world crumbling to her feet. From trying to get drunk in order to wash off the bitter memories of getting betrayed by her mate, she found herself having a one-night stand with the Alpha and then running away. Now she is left with no choice but to accept the cruel fate that was forced upon her. But out of the ashes of her life, she was determined to emerge, not as that weak and wretched girl of before, but as someone worth looking up to. Will she defeat her bitter fate and find the happiness she craves for?, Will love ever be an option for her again? Only time will tell.

it," she says calmly. "Okay then," I take off out of the living room. "I'll take a shower Stella is an eighteen-year-old senior high school student known to be an independent young lady. She lives a rather financially unstable life and her mother is suffering long-term trauma, so she has to work after classes and on the weekends. On her way home on an a Friday afternoon, a car almost hits her and gets into a fight with the driver. A day after it, an anonymous calls her to do a portrait of a cient in person. Little does she know that it is the guy that has almost hit her on the road. Also, she knows nothing about him — that he is the son of the billionaire that helps her get a scholarship. That is when the course of her life dramatically changes.

In a world where dragons rule the skies and magic pulses through every heartbeat, the spirit of Queen Zenobia endures. Centuries ago, she sacrificed her life to imprison the dark sorcerer Kal. Now she is reborn as Princess Elena Beaufort, who is unaware of her formidable powers and destiny. As shadows of the past stir and long-hidden truths surface, Elena finds herself thrust into a struggle that could determine the fate of her realm. With allies at her side and enemies lurking in the shadows, Elena must navigate a treacherous path of danger, betrayal, and unexpected love. Will she uncover her true identity in time to protect her loved ones and complete Zenobia's unfinished battle? ---- "A Queen will always turn pain into power" I am ruthless against my enemy, but I wouldn't let anyone dear to me suffer this time. I swore to the heavens, no matter how many lifetimes passes by I will come back to protect my people and my love. I will not let him face the death for me, this time I will be the one protecting him. --- “Lea please….” Liam asked looking at the silent Lea. “Why can’t you be in a relationship with me?” Lea blurted out unconsciously. “Be…Because…I..” Liam stammered. “It's okay you don’t have to answer me,” Lea said and then added, “It's not like I can be in a relationship with you as well at the moment ”. This time it was Liam who was confused by her words and asked “But why?”. “Because I am already engaged to someone else”.

Je suis mariée à Elliot Graves, le baron de la drogue mafieux de Paris, depuis huit ans maintenant. Mais aujourd'hui — le jour de notre anniversaire de mariage — j'ai reçu une photo de lui avec ma meilleure amie, Lila, célébrant comme s'ils étaient les mariés. Et dans ses bras se trouvait mon fils, Owen. J'ai fixé l'image, puis j'ai tapé une phrase en réponse. « Comme c'est parfait. » Une demi-heure plus tard, Elliot a fait irruption par la porte d'entrée. Sa voix a tonné dans le couloir. « Pourquoi es-tu toujours aussi garce avec Lila ? » Owen, mon petit garçon, a poussé contre ma jambe et m'a lancé un regard noir. « Méchante Maman », a-t-il dit. « J'aimerais que Mlle Lila soit ma vraie maman. » Je n'ai pas bronché. J'ai simplement marché vers le tiroir, en ai sorti la pile de papiers bien ordonnés que j'avais préparés depuis longtemps, et je les ai posés sur la table avec un calme définitif. « D'accord », ai-je dit, d'une voix calme. « Tout est de ma faute. Maintenant, puis-je partir ? »

“Heidi, call me a monster. Call me a beast. Fuck, call me the Devil. It does not change the way I feel about you.” “How about the way ‘I’ feel about you?” I whisper. “This hatred—built from love, passion… trust.” Hunter gently takes my hand and interlocks it with his before placing both on his chest. He then leans down to bump his forehead on mine, making me close my eyes and sigh as it drives in me sensations that cause me to crumble. “I love you, Heidi…” he whispers—doesn’t do good for my eyes bleeding more tears. “…and I will let the world burn for you.” ~ H E I D I I’ve lived twenty-two years but never seen a man like Hunter. He has killed everyone I know and is bound to do more, which is why I’m determined to stop him, if only I wouldn’t have to deal with these emotions—old feelings clashing with new ones; love and hate—that make me want to squash his heart one moment, then piece it up the next. But I know I can’t hang between these feelings forever. I have to choose, and quickly. H U N T E R I am told she is dangerous, a being forbidden from existence. Yet, I find myself protecting her. I shouldn’t, but I do. Then I realize she isn’t the threat. Where danger lies is with my feelings—ones that I must not have, that will be my downfall. To be that creature feared by all, I need to be the man with nothing to lose. But now I have so much to lose. Even nature has fated our Love to be doomed and will see to its vow that one of us is destroyed.

She is keeping their child hidden from him.He is unsure. Until Jason returns home after selling his business for a cool billion and discovers Jane there with a baby, The is unaware that one night of passion with his stepsister resulted in the birth of a son. His initial reaction was anger that another man had touched her. After one particularly steamy night, she left their relationship. They had been luring each other for years, and it had lived up to all of his fantasies. She was unable to break the taboo, so he threw himself back into his job in an effort to forget her. However, he noticed something was off when he turned to look at her infant son.If it meant saving her son, Jane was okay with the possibility that she may never return home. But after hearing that her mother and stepfather had split up, she began to consider giving her son a grandparent.If she had known that her stepbrother was there, she would never have returned. But after being discovered, she was terrible at pretending, and then the worst thing that could have possibly happened did. Jason understood it? Then Jason caught up to her and made her pay.