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My name is Freya, I'm 16 but will be turning 17 in a few weeks, I'm a Junior at Belleview High, I'm part of the art club along with the photography club, I have straight A's which has always made my dad proud of me. I am finally out of that awkward teenage stage where my head was to big for my body, plus I'm no longer built like a little boy. Andrew is 17, 6 foot at least, with dark chocolate brown hair, the most piercing blue eyes i have ever seen in my life, with a strong jaw and the most perfect tan pink lush lips that I would love to crash my own against, he's built like a God and just his eyes can send a shiver down my spine. Everything about him makes my insides tense. He pushes me against a wall, pinning me to it while holding my hands above my head, his deep voice vibrating through my chest as he speaks with our closeness. Does he want me the way I want him? Can we hide what happens between us from our parent? I will risk it all for him. Will he do the same for me?

Comments and Followers will be appreciated. Do not think about it as being my whore, it's more like a job as you will be getting paid for your services.-Kyle. Kyle Hernandez, a billionaire corporate raider meets Nyla Garcia at a club. The two hit it off pretty well which results in him bringing her home with him where the two have sex. Kyle, who is falling for her, is adamant in keeping her around so he came up with an offer he hopes she won’t refuse, Nyla becoming his sex slave. Falling for him on sight, Nyla wants to be with him and getting this offer might be her ticket in. When she accepts, things started going haywire-getting pregnant, a big misunderstanding occurs and his mom coming into the picture who is set on making Nyla’s life miserable. Will this contract let them realize they’re in love? Or will these challenges break them apart? Nyla will soon come to realize that it takes more than a contact to be a part of the billionaire's life.

"Yang Maha Kuasa sungguh tidak adil! Mengapa aku mendapatkan kuas?" Arash Adipati selalu dihina karena tidak memiliki orang tua dan tidak bisa mengendalikan mana. Tapi, Arash tak menyangka saat berkah kekuatan dibagi, dirinya hanya menerima sebuah kuas! Saking kesalnya, Arash menggambar menggunakan kuas itu. Namun... Tring! Sebuah keajaiban terjadi! Gambar yang Arash buat menjadi nyata! Lantas, bagaimana kisah Arash selanjutnya? Terlebih kuas tersebut juga membuat sesuatu yang sudah lama tertidur pun bangkit!

Oh, God Not again, but again. All that flashed through my head in the space when Gavril let me back down, and bang! Bang! He cursed, pulling up my panties, then fastening his own pants. He had a gun out, and where did he get that gun? But he had it pointed down, and he took my hand, pulling me to the back of the shed. _____ Naomi finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never asked for. Held captive and was Forced into a marriage with the monster of her nightmares, she struggles to reclaim her identity and freedom. With every moment, her spirit is crushed as her name is erased, and her life is shattered. Garvril Kirilenko, a relentless and dangerous billionaire Boss , refuses to accept no for an answer. From the very beginning, his rough hands tore apart her dreams, leaving her with a choice: submit to a life of torment as his wife or face a fate worse than death. Their marriage, built on lies, becomes a twisted web of secrets and manipulation. The truth, if revealed, could cost her everything. But remaining silent means enduring the unimaginable. In the depths of his depravity, he breaks her, claiming her body as his own. Night after night, she surrenders to his dark desires, her suffering becoming his pleasure. Yet, amidst the pain, a glimmer of hope emerges when she discovers she carries his child. Now, with the life of their baby hanging in the balance, she must navigate a treacherous path to survival. Will she find the strength to protect herself and her child from the clutches of this monstrous Billionaire Boss? Or will she forever be trapped in a loveless, torturous existence?

Julian Ziegler betrays his and Willow Harper's four-year marriage. He pursues his true love like mad, wanting to make up for the regrets he experienced in his youth. Willow loves him deeply and tries her best to win him back. However, he wraps an arm around his true love and mocks her. "You're the furthest thing from a woman I've ever seen, Willow! I can't even get it up when I look at your icy face!" Willow's heart dies at his words. She no longer clings to him and leaves, not wanting to embarrass herself further. … Julian doesn't recognize Willow when they meet again. She sheds her strong, domineering façade, revealing a softer, more affectionate side. Countless big shots pursue her—even the most powerful man in the city smiles only for her. Julian loses his mind! He loiters outside her door every night, giving her checks and expensive jewelry. If possible, he would dig out his heart for her. When others are curious about their relationship, Willow merely smiles indifferently. "Mr. Ziegler is just a passing chapter in the book of my life."

Johan menantu yang selalu diremehkan dan dianggap tidak berguna oleh keluarga istrinya, Keluarga Hartono. Namun, siapa sangkat bahwa sebenarnya Johan adalah seorang Jenderal Perang yang dipaksa menghilang dari dunia militer karena sebuah fitnah dan pengkhianatan. Dengan tekad besar, Johan akan membongkar pengkhianatan itu dan mengembalikan martabatnya di hadapan keluarga istrinya.

*Warning - contains mature scenes* When Monroe, a girl with a tragic past moves across the country to start over, she has big plans for her life. None of these plans, however, involve Cade, the school's most notorious player. They both know , but neither of them know real intimacy. Cade and Monroe both had less than ideal childhoods and have closed off their hearts and minds to protect themselves. Breaking down these barriers may prove more difficult than either one of them was prepared to handle.

Love For The Wicked Book Three. In my eyes, the world is a huge sandbox created for the big boys. Girls, money, business… and I always strive to come out on top until my father gave me an ultimatum. I needed to find a wife, or I’d lose my rights to the family business. I found the perfect woman for the scheme I devised, of course. She was beautiful, feisty, the picture-perfect wife to make my father believe I was done playing games. In return, she needed a favor, the kind that takes nine months to deliver. The rules were laid out meticulously, from the no touching to fake falling in love. After a year, we would part ways amicably with no hassle, no demands, and no regrets; after all, it was all just a game. As my plan took its course, it dawned on me that playing house was a game I never should have played. She started to grow on me, from that sexy little pout to the late nightcap, the endless dirty banter, and even the fights we had. I realize I enjoyed having her around. Trouble is, how will I make her believe I am not playing games anymore? That I don’t want her to be just my contract wife, that I don’t want twelve months with her but more?

Trixie is a 17 year old girl, typical teen, adopted out of foster care as a baby or so she thinks. She knew from a young age that she was adopted but never sought out to know more about her birth; family perfectly content with the regular middle class comfortable life they provided for her. Just weeks before her 18th birthday on a night out with friends she captures the Alphas attention at the big city's night club. Unaware that her and her friends had stumbled into the local werewolf's pack territory and their night club. Trixie will learn truths about herself and that she is also destined to be apart of the pack there and shift for the first time ever on her 18th birthday. Only she has no clue.

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.