Ash And Serena In Bed

“You hypnotize me. I want to kill you so bad but I also want to f**k you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days.”He said to me while his thumb traced the edges of my lips, making me shiver.“Since the day one, I've wanted this." He grabbed the fistful of my hair and devoured me. "Say it. I want to hear my name from these beautiful lips of yours.”He demanded. His dark eyes pierced my soul.“Rh-Rhys.” I said. His thin lips instantly curled up into a breathtakingly beautiful smile. “Now, I can't wait to hear you moan it.” Without wasting a second, he slammed his lips on mine. ------- Rhys Larsen got everything in his life. Breathtaking visuals, fame, and skills that left every girl awe in bed. However, he is afraid to make commitments. So, he is notorious as a playboy. But one night he came across a girl, with whom he wanted to elope with. She messed up with his heart and mind. Meanwhile, Alora Scarlett is a beautiful 21 years old girl. Ever since she was young, she lived a dictated life. But no one knows that she is a good girl behind the facade of raw wildness and desire and this hidden desire was brought out by that blue eyed man. He managed to make her free from the shackles of life. He made her rebel for once and she... she loved every second of it. Thus, they came up with a bedroom contract to satisfy their desires. ^_^ This story is a roller coaster ride of steamy romance, dreams and hardships one has to face in life. Please do give it a good read.

I wouldn't survive this fall. My life flashed before my eyes and desperation pooled my soul. Moon goddess, please. One desperate wish. One frantic prayer. 'Please. I don't want to die.’ Then I landed. I landed. And my eyes fluttered open as a gasp ripped out of my throat. I landed… on a bed? What the hell? The piercing beeps and whirs of equipment assaulted my ears, followed by the strong smell of antiseptic. Where was I?! This wasn't Valtaria. *** A shove down the stairs was the birth of a new life, an old soul, and a new body. Maya’s rebirth is her weapon, if a mere Omega can cheat death, then surely she can do a lot more. Like bringing her foes to their knees and making Valtaria plead her mercy. She can shame the man who once deemed her worthless but now finds her irresistibly desirable Slowly, Maya starts to realize her new life isn't all it pans out to be and her demons no longer lurk in the shadows. They manifest right before her eyes in ways she never thought possible.

Ezekiel Richard Wright is not only charismatic, handsome, clever, and a world-class architect, but his characteristics and achievements make him more alluring. The CEO, who suffers from sleeplessness, is arrogant, cold, and distant. Chen Xiu Ying, also known as Bella Chen, is a mixed-race woman with an American mother and a Chinese father. Her family is one of China's wealthiest, owning four mansions in Peking and three in Shanghai. She is the daughter of the CEO of Chen Entertainment. She is also the brilliant, stubborn, and acrophobic president of La Bella Fashion Threads Co. What if the worlds of these two CEOs collided as a result of their parents' arrangement? Can they figure out what's behind their phobias and cure each other, or will they trigger each other's fears and end their marriage?

The old Clara you knew was long gone. This Clara you were hating was made up from pain and your hatred.

Di kerajaan AldMoor, Loyd dikenal sebagai ahli bela diri terhebat. Namun, hidupnya berubah drastis ketika dia dikhianati oleh tunangannya. Kekuatannya dirampas, reputasinya hancur, dan dia akhirnya ditertawakan oleh masyarakat. Dalam keputusasaan, Loyd menemukan sebuah makam kuno dengan batu nisan bertuliskan "Tahta Pedang Ashura". Dengan tekad yang kuat, dia mempelajari setiap kata yang tertulis di batu nisan itu. Melalui latihan keras dan dedikasi, Loyd berhasil menguasai ilmu pedang Ashura dan bangkit sebagai dewa pedang yang tak terkalahkan. Kini, dengan kekuatan barunya, Loyd bertekad untuk membalas dendam dan mengembalikan kehormatannya.

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.

I've loved Jonathan Pickle for half my life. I used my family's resources to help him attain success. However, in the third year of our marriage, he brought his mistress home to stomp all over my pride. That wasn't the worst of it—he even destroyed my family. … I open my eyes to see Jonathan in his university days. Unexpectedly, I'm not the only person who's been given a second chance at life.

On the way to the airport, a Valterra tried to cut me off. After overtaking, he kept blocking my way. Since I was running late and did not want trouble, I chose to tolerate it. However, my tolerance only made him even more aggressive. In less than a hundred meters, he cut me off five times. I could not take it anymore and decided to call the police. But as I was reading his license plate to the officer, I snapped and slammed my foot on the gas. Blood rushed to my face when I realized that this Valterra was the birthday present my wife had asked me for just last week.

My Mafia husband, Alessio, was sleeping with his stepsister, Sophia. In the car, the study, the bathroom, even on the dining table, they left evidence of their affair everywhere. "Sophia, don't worry. Once I solidify my position in the family, I'll give you everything." "Blair… she's just a tool to secure my position." In our eight years of marriage, he had whispered the sweetest words in the world to me. Now, his devotion was worthless. I didn't cry or cause a scene. Instead, I made a deal on the black market. In two weeks, Blair Greco would disappear from this world for good.

On my wedding day, my fiance's first love appeared at the wedding ceremony wearing the exact same haute couture gown as mine. I watched them stand together at the entrance, greeting the guests as if they were the bride and groom. Maintaining a calm expression, I complimented them, saying they looked like the perfect couple—beauty and brains, a match made in heaven. She burst into tears and fled the scene. He, however, didn't hesitate to humiliate me in front of everyone, accusing me of being petty and narrow-minded. When the wedding banquet was over, he left for what was supposed to be our honeymoon—with her by his side. I didn't argue or cause a scene. Instead, I quietly booked an appointment for an abortion.