Becoming A Femme Fatale Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She was all dressed for the occasion and looking gorgeous, and rather than admire her lustfully the way I did in the past, I looked at her, and all I saw was hatred. She had saved herself in the past with the "you sent for me", and was trying to use the same medium to save herself this time, but it would definitely not work, because I knew I didn't send for her, and I will never let any woman enter my room, that was one of the biggest crime to be committed by a woman.

Vulnerability felt like a luxury she could not afford, a dangerous indulgence in a world that rewarded only strength and ruthlessness. She remembered the whispers of the court sorcerers, the insidious rumors that had swirled around her even before Valerius and Isolde’s coup. That she was too emotional, too compassionate, too prone to sentiment. They had used her kindness as a weapon against her, painting her concern for her people as weakness. The scars of those accusations ran deep, a constant reminder of how easily her own nature could be twisted and used against her. And Kael’s open affection, his willingness to be seen, felt like an invitation to expose herself to the same kind of manipu

Makeup was minimal but effective : dark lashes, blood-red lips, and a touch of shimmer that made my silver-grey eyes pop. I stood before the mirror and let the seductive aura pulse gently. The woman staring back was lethal beauty incarnate. Any man ,,especially Damien Blackthorn , I would feel the pull. I would use it like a blade. As I packed my new leather briefcase with notes from my research, I whispered my final vow. “I will become indispensable. I will learn every secret. I will make Damien crave me until he cannot breathe without my presence. Then I will burn it all down.”

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

"Is she manageable? She won't get ideas, will she? Won't try to cling, make it more than it is?" "She seems easy enough to manage," Felix put in before I could speak. He was grinning, enjoying the role of advisor. "One look at her and you can tell. Quiet type. Keeps her head down. And wolves have their fated mates anyway — she's not going to fall for Damon and get clingy. She knows her place." My jaw tightened. The longer they talked about her — *manageable*, knows her place — the worse it sat. Like they were discussing a new hire. A dog being assessed for temperament.

Your love for me was what made me pass over all the difficult times and I will always be grateful for this. Thank you everyone who have read this book and supported me. I know there are many mistakes but I will edit it soon, to not to cause any confusion. After two months I will start the sequel of this book- Seductress.here is small glimpse of synopsis. A world where things work with money, power and sex. Where there is no place for naive and shy people. She hide herself from all this but on one morning everything changed. Stella a timid girl who wants to live a simple life suddenly turns into an alluring waitress unknowingly stealing the overbearing CEO's heart.

she hissed. I chuckled. I remembered how I wanted to memorize her profile, now it came clear that my previous description of her was a perfect match. She resembled a barking chihuahua. Nonetheless, my kindness reached its limit. I stretched on my seat and smiled beamingly. “Dear Sonia, as you kindly pointed out before, I am a writer, so I tend to look at everyone as book characters… and there is stereotypical character like you in the books, dramas, and movies – a woman with low-intelligence and low-self esteem level, her wardrobe is always lacking since she is desperate for male attention. She constantly seeks victims to attack, just to show off her false superiority, then she usually disap

' Urged by the woman's wolf spirit. The woman's eyes changed, her claws lengthened, and she slowly stood up. She ran silently toward Shamia, getting faster and faster until she was about to reach her back. As she was about to stab with her long claws, she had an evil smile on her lips, as if victory was within her grasp.

He said reproachfully, acting like he was reprimanding a disobedient child. Fortunately, she had never been accused by her own father before, so she was not too upset about Francis’s scolding. Right then, Scarlett rubbed her neck with her hand and wondered, “It’s so strange. It takes me a long time and tons of repetition to remember the simplest things these days. I started this book almost a week ago, but I still haven’t been able to memorize its contents. It turns out what they say is true! Pregnancy makes women idiots.” “What? Who says that? Don’t be silly now, little girl. You’re just making up excuses for your poor time management. You should’ve started studying sooner if you wanted to

Debaucherous shit ran through my head about what I wanted to do to her body and that short as hell dress. The mission had changed. I would destroy Nicolas Amato but I would get to keep the princess to myself. Whether she had a fucking fiancé or not. ........-------............-------.........------..........------- Thanks for reading, don't forget to vote and leave your thoughts on it. Also Flames' book is out. It's titled 'Submitting to my Alpha Bodyguard'. Though I don't want to spoil it, I can absolutely say for sure the male character and the female character won't die but brace yourself for everything they go through together as they navigate their love.