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I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.

"I want to do things to you. Things only a man can do to a woman." he breathed on her neck. "I want to touch you in places that will make your toes curl. I want to have your body pinned under me in my bed. I want to pleasure you until the only thing you can think of is my name. I want to rake my hands all over your naked body and have you beg me for more. I want to hear you chant my name like a spell Allison. That is what I want to do to you." He finally pulled away and looked at her face. He smiled at her flushed and dumbstruck expression. Her lips parted like she is going to say something but no word left her lips. She opened her mouth again and closed it. "Breath." he said to her "Wh...you ... how...I". She closed her mouth again not knowing what to say. ********* A man who is used to getting whatever he wants, he lacks nothing; women, power, money, fame. Promiscuous and unfeeling, he will do anything to get what he wants Allison's only sister has been recently diagnosed of leukemia and a lot of money is needed for her treatment or she might die. Out of desperation, Allison finds herself in the office of the cold CEO seeking for a high paying job as one of his employees but the CEO has another job for her. Will he take pity on her? Will he make her do something against her will? Will she go any length to save her sister? Or will they find something they didn't expect from each other?

For the first twenty years of my life, nothing interesting happened to me, nothing at all. I was just an orphan, trapped inside a prison of my own creation. My life was mundane, colourless, predictable, and for the longest time, I liked it that way. Life scared me. People scared me. Hell, everything scared me. Then Adrian walks into my life. Devilishly handsome and mysterious, the new priest sets me alight with desires I never knew existed. It's a sin, I know, but I can't help myself. His touch is magic. But Adrian is not what he appears to be. Our new priest is a Lycan King on the run from his enemies. And me? I'm not who I thought I was. I'm neither human nor wolf. I'm something else. Something that puts my life in danger. Just like that, my life is filled with excitement, adventure and more colour than I can handle. * I feel, more than see, as the priest kneels next to me. “Are you afraid of me, Pippa?" A little,”I answer. It's easier to be honest when you can't see the person's face. "Why?” "You- you make me…feel things.” "Hm-hm,”he grunts."And you've never felt these things before?" "No.” Out of nowhere, his warm hand falls on my hip, and a solitary finger traces along the length of my hipbone. My body comes alive and crackles with electricity, but I don't move, I don't even breathe.

"Marry me," he said, his deep voice with a hint of command. "Are you talking to me?" Mia asked, her eyes darting around the exclusive office, then her nose flared up in disbelief. "You're sick! The nerves you have to abduct me here. And this?" "You owe me," his grey eyes bore into hers, his hands tucked in his suit pants. Mia glared at him, "I'll never marry you Xavier Singh. You're arrogant! And rude! And grum.." "Your mother's surgery bills," he cut her off. "I'll take care of it" Her lips clamped shut at his words and her eyes widened. ******** Mia Lopez, a 24-year old aspiring actress, will do anything to get into the entertainment industry, without using her body. Her plans were simple, "Get famous, rich and save my sick mom." After an hate-at-first meet with Xavier Singh, CEO of X-World Entertainment, Mia will get married to the arrogant billionaire. In exchange for her mother's surgery, she'll help him take over his family's empire, the wealthiest conglomerate in California. Will this one-year marriage contract signed with no strings attached become a love story? *********** "Do not fall in love with me." "Don't try touching me also, pervert." Mia fired back, and he raised an eyebrow, letting out a low chuckle. "You should get a mirror, you do not attract a man, like me."

“You don't belong here, pest,” Alessandro spits, his grip on my hand tightening. I bit my bottom lip, trying not to wince. Trying to suppress the pain shooting up my arm and spreading to the rest of my body. Tears prickled my eyes, but I'll rather eat mud than let them fall. “You're a poor, stinky menace! And I will make life a living hell for you, so long as you still show your face around!” — When eighteen-year-old Cora Williams saves spoilt, rich, arrogant, and bratty Alessandro Beckham's life, she doesn't count on getting rewarded for her heroics. To show his gratitude to her for saving his son's life, Alessandro's father enrolls her in the notorious Royal Elite Academy, the top high school in the country, exclusive to the wealthy and snobby kids of the elite. Although Cora is sad to let go of her old life, and friends, she's coerced by her parents to accept the offer. She knows the rich and the poor don't mix, and intends to lay low until she scales through senior year. But Alessandro Beckham is the king of Royal Elite Academy, and he's made it his personal mission to make her life a living hell for reasons best known to him. Cora has never been a pushover. And she won't start now. She wouldn't let Alessandro belittle her whichever way he pleases. She would fight. But fighting Alessandro might cost her something. Her heart.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.

“How Long Were You Going To Wait Before Telling Me?” He Demanded, His Voice Like Velvet Over Steel. She decided to try to bluff him out, then abruptly changed tack, choosing to attack him on his own terms. “I could ask you the same thing. How long were you going to wait before telling me you’d bought this building? I never stood a chance to buy out, did I?” “You would have known in good time, Blair. Now, it is not like you to be unwell, and I assume it can be due to only one thing. So, I will ask you again. How long were you going to wait before telling me you were pregnant?” “Until never!” “Wrong answer.” He covered the short distance between them in the blink of an eye. One arm curved around her back, holding her captive against his body. And darn it, her body responded instantly to his touch.

Three teenage girls tricked a waiter and hid in a presidential room to escape from two men. .... Two men walked to their presidential room when a waiter who came out from their room informed them that three hostesses were inside their room and claimed that they were invited by them. After informing them he left. Both friends became suspicious because they didn't have habits to invite hostesses. They both entered and searched all over the room but they couldn't find those hostesses. When they about the gave up they found them hiding behind the curtain. They were surprised to see them because two of them girls fooled them a day ago and ran away from them. Now it's their turned to take revenge on them, one of them took out his gun and pointed towards them and wanted to scare them. But... One of the girls was so scared that she pissed on the man's shoes. Seeing it, the man started disgustingly stomping his feet, one girl took advantage of the opportunity, she kicked on his and threw his gun away. And started running from there. But one man caught her and they started fighting while another man chased after two girls. As he grabbed one girl, her friend pounced on his back and locked her legs around his waist, with one hand she grabbed his hair and with the other hand his nose and then started pulling and twisting it. When he tried to pull her down, her friend jumped and hanged on his arm, then dug her sharp teeth on his palm. She felt his blood all over her mouth. The man screamed and his voice echoed in the presidential suite. What a shame... They all are protagonists. But who will win, men or girls?

Explicit scenes. Mature Audience Only. Read at your own risk. A young girl walks in to an exclusive club looking for her mother. The owner brings her inside on his arm and decides he's never going to let her go. The book includes four books. The Club, 24/7, Bratty Behavior and Dominate Me - all in one.

Tristan is an alpha, strong and silent, with control over everything around him, he only screws omegas, everyone knows that, he is a perfectionist, everyone knows that, Dylan Harper is the only assistant he tolerates, everyone knows that, but what everyone doesn’t know is Tristan is the Alpha under Dylan’s sheets. Dylan is just a beta, kind and invisible. When they’re forced together by work, tension builds between them, but Dylan knows his place. Alphas don’t look at betas like him. There’s no room for dreams or hope. But after waking up one day with an Alpha under his sheets, Dylan starts to wonder if he’s been wrong about everything. Will he remain just a shadow to Tristian, or is there more to his story? ••• Tristan’s breath was steady, but I could feel the tension in the air between us. I stood too close. My fingers brushed against his arm, just enough to make the heat between us undeniable. “Don’t…” he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine. But I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. His presence was too much, too magnetic. My body hummed with a hunger I didn’t know how to quiet. His eyes locked with mine, intense, searching, like he knew what I was feeling before I did. “You’re too close,” he whispered. I stayed silent, caught between the urge to pull away and the need to be closer. His breath, warm on my skin, made it harder to think. “Do you intend to trigger your heat again, my pretty little thing?” He breathed out and I could have climaxed right there and then.