Arti Sweetie

Brianna Lester, with her unusually platinum blonde hair and grayish-blue eyes, is impossible to miss wherever she goes. Her bubbly personality, hyperactivity, innate talent for tripping even while standing still, and her knack for always causing trouble ensure that she immediately catches the attention of the coolest tattoo artist around. Unfortunately, it's not her rather unique appearance that gets noticed, but her clumsiness. The moment she closes the door of the tattoo shop, one of the pictures hanging on the wall-the owner's favorite, and quite valuable-unexpectedly falls down. To make up for the damage, she ends up working at the shop until she can pay off the cost of the picture. It would all be pretty easy if a sexy tattoo artist didn't enjoy teasing her about her bad luck. By now, Brianna has resigned herself to the idea that her life is stuck in the "never a joy" zone, and her birthday is proof of that. Who can be considered lucky if they were born on a day that only comes once every four years? No one. Some people are kissed by fortune at birth, while others are kissed by bad luck. Brianna definitely falls into the latter category.

Left at the altar by her fiancé, film industry beauty Christine Ledesma, also known as Cassandra Mendez rebuilt her shattered life. Just when she thought she had finally gotten over him and turned over a whole new leaf, Marty Jacobs the infamous playboy billionaire showed up again to reclaim her. "Mommy, you're back." The little girl sweetly said. Marty came in and walked towards the living room. He put down Christine on the couch. The little girl was delighted to see Christine carried by Marty. The little girl held Marty's hand, looked up to him and spoke, "Mommy, is he my daddy?" The little girl's eyes were twinkling like the stars in the sky. Memories of five years ago came flooding her mind. Christine couldn't utter a word, for she was overwhelmed by the memories of five years ago. The little girl concluded that her mom's silence meant yes, the little girl spoke to Marty "Daddy, did you come back to take us with you?" Baffled, Marty couldn't speak and looked at Christine. Christine had regained her composure and said, "Cassie, sweetie, he is mommy's business partner."

Nadhea Martinez an Alpha female reincarnated back after her old life has been fooled by Brittany and Zayn Brown-the brother and sister of the Brown family - who take the opportunity to snatch their respective goals from Adam Smith and Nadhea. Hence Nadhea is considered a suffering doll. Brittany two-faced controls in order to get Luna's dignity while Zayn controls the status of the strongest Alpha replacing Adam Smith. After knowing reincarnation in the same place when having sex with Adam and having memories to improve the lives of both, Nadhea follows the two bastards ' game by pretending to be innocent. Nadhea should have rejected Adam's confession in her previous life then the second chance Nadhea accepted it with much love and sincere wholeheartedly without disturbing the existence of Zayn and Brittany. Xander, the Beta man who is looking for a solution to all the problems related to the Smith family is quite capable of accepting Nadhea's decision. However, Nadhea still took revenge for the actions of Zayn and Brittany Brown by torturing mercilessly. Smith's company will also be destroyed if they both suck like parasites. Will Nadhea be able to exact her spectacular revenge against Brittany and Zayn with her own hands? How did it feel to accept Adam Smith's true feelings as long as Nadhea used to abandon him and leave him alone?

“You’re mine, Lily. I don’t care about your age or your past. You belong to me now.” William looked deep into my eyes with that smoldering stare, and I melted into his arms as his lips pressed down on my neck. It no longer mattered that he was old enough to be my father, or that he was my friend’s dad. All that mattered was that he was about to consume me. And I would let him. *** In the world of art and love, Lily and William's passionate journey unfolds. As Lily's paintings captivate the globe, their love is tested by a vengeful ex-wife and a dangerous art thief. Together, they navigate fame, deception, and the power of their shared dreams. A gripping tale of resilience and the bond between two hearts, will their love survive the shadows threatening to consume them? Billionaire Daddy’s Little Artist is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Keelin, the only daughter of the Morales family is madly in love with Lars, a young Ceo of Osmund city, she uses her innocence to tie him into an unhappy marriage. Three years passed, unable to withstand Lars' inattentiveness, coldness, Keelin decided to give up. But unexpectedly, Keelin accidentally discovered Lars was a vampire when she came back to Ramos' mansion to retrieve the forgotten necklace. Lars looked at Keelin, eyes bloodshot red, fangs clearly visible: “Kee, this is the second time you've given yourself to me. The first time I've missed, but this time, you won't be able to escape.” Keelin's eyes widened, her body trembled, and her heart almost stopped. "Lars, don't come near me!" "Rest assured sweetie, I'll take it easy" Saying that, Lars' large body slowly approached Keelin, his shadow covering her entire body under the bright moonlight. ___ When a vampire shows fangs to you, it means you have become the termite he was aiming for. But, also in front of you, he hides his fangs, which means he has chosen you to be the most important person in his life

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

“I like pretty little girls who obey instructions before complaining. They don’t get to be punished.” His stubble brushed against my face and a low moan escaped me. Damn him! “Stay like this. Don’t move an inch.” What? “And for an entire week, this would be the only piece of material you get to put on.” Again, what?! ~+~ Camila Rose Frost, a club stripper, never expected her life to take such a turn. When he abusive boyfriend and boss entered into a contract with the enigmatic business tycoon, Lorenzo King Calloway. What starts as a business transaction quickly spirals into something far more intense. Bound by a contract and drawn into King's world, Camila finds herself struggling between separating from king to saving herself from his obsessed lover and a growing affection for him.

"Sweetie, are you coming? I'll wait for you at our usual spot." Henry Lane is about to go to bed when he receives a voice message. It's spoken in Rushky. He turns his back to me as his face lights up in joy. Then, he answers in Rushky, "Of course. I love you." I'm about to fall asleep, but I jolt when I hear that. The sweet voice on the other end of the line rings out again. "Your wife won't find out about this, will she?" "I'm talking to you to her face now." Henry snorts. "We're speaking in Rushky; she can't understand us." My heart twists painfully. It turns out he's never loved or truly understood me. He thinks I'm just a housewife whose world revolves around him; he has no idea I once studied in Rushnia for two years as an exchange student. I suppress my sorrow and heartbreak as I caress my belly. Then, I make an appointment with a local hospital for an abortion.

"What are you doing, Ms. Samantha?" Jack angrily said after seeing the employee chit-chatting with some random guys while the other girls are waiting for her service.  The surprised look was evident to the librarian when she sees her boss in front of them. She also stood up in her seat, and she gave a quick bow to her boss. But Jack ignored it. He walks in the direction of a librarian. "This is not an hour of flirting. I'm not paying you a lot of money only to flirt. But, if you like to seduce some guys. So, why don’t we make it intense for the men you’re flirting with? Hmm?" He smirks at his librarian, whose name is Samantha. "S-Sir…I-I'm sorry…I-I will never do…i-it…a-again…j-just please…s-spare my life." "Oh, sweetie, I'm not going to kill you. But, I'll help you to seduce a guy, you want?"The woman quickly shook her head many times because of fear. "N-no…no… si-sir please…no!" But she can't stop her boss from ripping her uniform. When Jack finished tearing off her upper and lower uniform, he even grinned demonically. "You're welcome, sweetie, don't cry. I'm just helping." Jack Krean Tomizara Miller is known as heartless and ruthless. He doesn't even care about people who beg him or asking him to forgive them for what they've done. He humiliated many employees.  So it isn't easy to get a new one on his property, even how significant the income is because they knew him as a demon. But a woman will give a try to apply as a new librarian. She's Linzi Mikaele Franzie.  What will be her fate after entering the famous library and meeting the Notorious Mafia King, Jack?

Justin Antonio Martínez, a wealthy and powerful businessman, the owner of the Martínez Fashion Industry. His arrogance and unrelenting ambition was well known to the prying eyes of the media. As Justin searches for the perfect woman to hire as his wife, he meets Isabella, a woman who unexpectedly challenges the emptiness of his carefully controlled life. ✦✦✦✦ "You’re relentless, wife." "And who’s a good boy?" She teased, tilting her head at me like she was addressing a misbehaving puppy. I smirked but kept my mouth shut. She leaned in closer, her voice softening to a coo. "Is the good boy angry?" That was it. Restraint? Gone. Before I knew it, my hand was at the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Her eyes widened as her breath caught, her face mere inches from mine. "Justin." She whispered, barely audible, her hand gripping mine like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to push me away or pull me closer. "Yes, wife?" I asked, my gaze flicking between her wide eyes and her parted lips. "Justin." She said again, pouting this time, her cheeks turning a shade of red that I couldn’t ignore. "Hmm?" I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, pressing a quick, firm kiss to her soft lips. The way her eyes widened and her blush deepened—it was priceless. She froze for a moment, like she couldn’t believe what just happened. I released her neck but kept hold of her hand, guiding it downward. "I’ve got your good boy right here." I teased, my voice low as I placed her hand over the hard bulge in my sweatpants. She looked so flustered, so completely off her game. And damn it, she was tempting. Too tempting.