Bad-ass Breakfast

“ร่านมากเหรอ…” “มีผัวแค่คนเดียวมันไม่พอรึไงวะ?”เสียงเข้มเอ่ยกระซิบที่ข้างหูฉัน ถึงมันจะเป็นเสียงเเผ่วเบาแต่ฉันรับรู้ได้ถึงความดุดันในนำ้เสียงของเขาซึ่งมันกำลังบ่งบอกว่าเขาไม่พอใจฉันเป็นอย่างมาก “อื้อออออ”ฉันดีดดิ้นตัวอีกครั้งเพื่อไม่ให้มือหนาทำอย่างที่ใจต้องการได้สำเร็จแต่แล้ว ฉันก็ต้องยอมเขาอยู่ดี ซึ่งเป็นแบบนี้ทุกทีเลย “แฉะแบบนี้…สงสัยค้างคาจากมันมาสินะ”น้ำเสียงดูถูกกระซิบแผ่วเบาที่ข้างหูฉัน ทำให้ฉันทำตาแข็งกร้าวทันที ถ้าเขาไม่รักฉันก็ไม่เห็นต้องดูถูกกันขนาดนี้เลย!ปลายนิ้วเรียวของพี่เคสัมผัสที่ใจกลางความเป็นสาวของฉันที่มันชุ่มแฉะอย่างที่เขาบอก “เด็กใจแตกแบบเธอ….โดนแค่ของฉันมันไม่พอรึไง…” “ถึงต้องไปเสนอให้คนอื่นเขาอีกนะ..” “ไม่สงสารพี่ชายเธอบ้างหรือไง….” “ที่มีน้องสาวร่านสวาทอย่างเธอ…”แล้วใครกันล่ะ…ที่ทำให้ฉันเป็นคนแบบนี้ “อื้ออออ…” “แล้วก่อนที่จะพาใครมาเอา…ช่วยกรุณาเกรงใจด้วย…ว่าที่อยู่ตอนนี้…” “เธออาศัยฉันอยู่…” “ลงไปบอกไอ้ห่านั้น….ให้มันกลับบ้านไปซะ!!!”

Dangerous, hot, and possessive. That's how they describe Eros Galaz, the mafia boss ruling the underground world. "We've yet to marry but you're already longing for another. You're mine, understood?" he uttered with a hoarse and possessive tone. When the assassin, Keisha Lexington, danced with the mafia boss... She didn't know things would go downhill from there. Marked as his possession, she now has to marry the man she needed to assassinate. The merciless mafia leader took a liking to her. The more she spends time with him, the closer she was to death's door.

“I trusted you!” Zachary yelled angrily his hands curled into fists at the revelation that he just got. "Is this is how you repay me?!” “I never told you to trust me." “Do you honestly think that I will let you get away with this?" Zach looked at the woman furiously. “Well, you’ll be disappointed." He took long steps towards her threateningly and held both hands, pushing her towards the wall hardly. “Do you think I'll let you get away from this?” Alex looked at him hardly, their faces close to each other, mouths almost touching. “Because I won’t.” Zach then pressed his mouth on hers in a hard and hungry kiss, giving in to the demands of his body that's been eating him for a while. Zachary Montgomery, 36, is a hard-working FBI agent, who works in counterterrorism, instead with the big law firm that his family had for generations. He is a man with goals and conviction. Alexandra Walters is a 27-year-old diner co-owner with her aunt and her wheelchair-bound younger sister. She turned her back on the thrilling and fast-paced life she once had. When Alexandra met Zachary over an incident that she believes has something to do with the case she abandoned, she forced her way in, despite his resistance and persistence in pushing her away and keeping her away from the case. Covering up their attraction towards each other, Zachary will do anything to keep her away for her safety while Alexandra made a vow to herself that she will get the information she needs to finally close the case that has been haunting her. Even if it means, seducing Zachary Montgomery to her bed.

"The end of your life has come, Amifaye. I never thought I will see you this close, shouting for help. Isn't it amazing? I got to suffer the most powerful assassin in the world. " Growing up, Samantha had it all. She grew up in a wealthy environment and living her life to the fullest. Not until she was beaten to death by their opponent assassin clan. She promised to be back and take revenge but how will she fight if she falls in love with the man she should kill and should take revenge with? Would she choose her original plan and fight for their clan or will she be drowned by her untimely feelings and be a demise assassin?

"Didn't you ask me to marry you? I permit you to wed me," said the raven-haired woman with a straight, blank face. "...Pardon?" "Let's get married." "...Weren't you the one who repeatedly rejected my proposal last night?" "Can't a woman play hard to get?" The man's face twitched. He could barely keep up with her, "Look, once you—" "So, you won't marry me?" A strange glint passed through the man's amber orbs which disappeared quickly just as it came by. "Who's to say I won't?" — In which a commander of a special unit under the PSIA found himself in a contractual marriage with his strange and mysterious neighbor. Little did he know that she's one heck of a little assassin.

Falling in love with your best friend isn't wrong, because you can't blame him for not accepting your love , because he isn't in the wrong. But what is wrong, is him sleeping with your stepsister.

When Ava Morgan tracks her runaway mate to his hiding place, her intention is to break off her bond with him. However, what she isn't prepared for is the fact that she would gain the attention of the head of her mate's assassin group. As push turns to shove, Keegan must fight for his mate and protect her from the blood thirsty monsters who will do anything to have her for themselves. With Ava's blood discovered to be a rare delicacy to the vampires, will her people be able to protect her? Or will this spark a war between her pack and the vampires in town?

She was innocent and pure. Her family adored and pampered her and did everything to protect her from evil schemes of this world. But things never go same as we planned. Her parents past comes in their present like a tsunami and destroyed everything.This destruction leads her to a new person. She was not that innocent girl but now she had become a monster. The woman from which everyone was afraid and shivered when they heard her name. Only purpose of her life is to avenge her family. But things did not seems easy.Will she be able to solve all mysteries and open close doors which held so many secrets or will get lost in this puzzle?

Deadly. Disgraced. Disarmed. Harlow is the Faction's top assassin—lethal, loyal, and emotionally detached. Until her partner is killed in the line of duty… and he dies whispering that he loves her. Now, spiraling from grief and guilt, Harlow is exiled to a remote mountain town for a forced sabbatical. She's angry, volatile, and worse—completely purposeless. But peace isn’t what awaits her. Malachi is the Alpha of the largest werewolf pack in the Northwest, hardened by war and haunted by the violence he must wield to protect his people. With enemy wolves threatening his territory and whispers of a coming war, he can't afford distractions—especially not the deadly human woman who crashes into his world with a sharp tongue, faster fists, and secrets that could tear both their lives apart. When fate collides assassin with Alpha, sparks ignite. But as Harlow uncovers a supernatural conspiracy and Malachi grapples with the truth of their bond, they must face enemies from both their worlds—before everything burns. Laced with dark humor, brutal action, and smoldering chemistry, Alpha’s Assassin is a gritty, fast-paced paranormal romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers, morally gray leads, and high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

PHOEBE - Holy mother of craps! I had lost my virginity to the college’s bad boy, Asher Gilbert. And, he told me it meant nothing to him. He told me to get lost! ********* ASHER - All my life till now, no one had ever intimidated me. Not anyone. Not my dad, nor the school principal… Not those street gangs… lastly, not the mafia. But this strange girl— a Maserati shows up. Making me urge to brand her, as mine. ********** “Why are you like this to me?” “What do you mean?” “Why are you so dismissive but save me, every time I land in trouble?” He didn’t reply that. Instead, he sighed, crunching the plastic bottle in his hand. He threw it in anger to the other side of the room. Then he approached me. I took three steps back, timidly. His intimidating gaze dropped towards mine. He didn’t stop until the back of my head contacted the wall. Only then did his both hands angle at the sides of my head. My eyes immediately gorged at his hard-on. Flash backs of the night we had together immediately ran through my brain. The only thing I could think of was the way my mouth was wrapped around him. His Adam’s apple swallowed numerous times, making me wonder what he thought of. It was like one of those scenes of movies. Like he was in a battle with himself. But the question was, what was he so protective about? Why didn’t he like making conversations with females? “I’m never gonna change, Phoebe. Remember that,” ********* What is worse than drunken one-night-stand, with the college’s bad boy? Or a cold treatment thereafter? However, one pregnancy changes it all. In this love so wrong, can they ever make things right?