Blossom Dancing Novels & Stories

After completing the quest, I insisted on staying in that world, foregoing the lucrative rewards. It was because I had a happy and perfect family there. My brother was a genius world-renowned scientist, and all his research achievements were named after me. My father was the world's richest man, and all his wealth was under my name. My mother was an extraordinarily talented dancer, but she gave up the stage just to spend more time with me. My family pampered me. I was the most envied pampered daughter in the world… until the day their real daughter, Carrie Langford, showed up at our door. Their love for me vanished overnight. From then on, I became inconsequential. Carrie orchestrated her own fall down the stairs, and my mother was so angry that she broke my leg. I ate a small bite of the cake Carrie threw away, so my father locked me in a dog cage for three days to dine with the dogs. He also made a golden cake for Carrie to make her feel better. Just because Carrie complained that her heart hurt, my brother dug out my heart for her and replaced it with an artificial heart. "It's just a heart. You've always been healthy. Carrie needs it more than you do." Calmly, my brother stood to the side, analyzing the data. "Don't worry, artificial heart technology is already very advanced, so the theoretical survival rate is very high. You won't die." After my soul left my body, I saw Carrie casually throw my heart into a trash can. The long-dormant system was awakened. [Would you like to take back everything you've given them, including your father's wealth, your mother's dancing talent, and your brother's intelligence, in exchange for a chance to revive?]

ADRIAN'S POV My head was pounding, a dull throb that echoed the frantic beat of my heart. I was hot, too hot, my skin slick with an unfamiliar sweat. I knew it instantly: drugged. One moment I was escorting Aria, basking in the glittering lights and dancing with her in the ballroom at her birthday party. Next, a wine from a waiter, a trip to the bathroom, and then… darkness. I blinked, trying to focus on the blur above me. Damien. My stalker. The man who’d been haunting the edges of my life for weeks, whispering cryptic claims of a shared past I couldn’t recall. He was on top of me, pinning me to the plush velvet of some unfamiliar bed. His eyes, usually so intense and unsettling, were filled with a disturbing mix of guilt and desperation. "I’m sorry, Adrian, I'm so sorry I had to do this, but I can't stand seeing you with her. Watching you rewrite our history... please, remember me. Remember us." He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "I promise, I'll cherish you this time." Then, his lips crashed onto mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that stole my breath away. His hands moved over me, desperate and knowing, igniting a fire that both terrified and strangely thrilled me. Maybe it was the drug blurring the lines of reason. Or maybe… just maybe, deep down, my body recognized something my mind couldn’t. It responded to his touch with a shameful eagerness, a desperate need that mirrored his own. All I could do was surrender to the moment, to the heat, to the undeniable connection I felt with this man, Damien, as I returned his kiss with a fervor that shocked us both.

“I sat on his lap, my face inches from his, my breath unsteady, his heat pressing against me as his eyes held mine. He dropped the cigar into a tray, leaned in, and his lips almost touched mine, but at the last moment I shifted, pulling back, and his low chuckle rumbled against my skin. “Oh, girl, you do not want to go down that path,” he said, his fingers tracing down the line of my neck until suddenly he stilled, his hand brushing against the tattoo marked into my skin. He leaned in closer, reading aloud in a low voice. “Jareth Gleb.” The name froze the air between us. “That’s… my father’s name,” I whispered, my breath shaky, and the moment the words left me, I saw the shock flash across his face. He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me off his lap so fast I stumbled. ” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Paris was born of divine blood, a Zara Spiritborn, daughter of beauty and seduction itself. Her face could stop hearts, her presence could ruin men. After losing her parents, she fell under the rule of her cruel stepmother, Selene, who turned her beauty into a weapon. By day, Paris was a princess. By night, she was the realm’s most desired stripper, dancing for masked Alphas who would pay mountains of gold just to touch her. Betrayed by the boy she loved and sold to Vincent the mad king, unknowingly to pay off a debt, only to discover that this tyrant is none other than her father’s brother. A man whose cruel hands are capable of untold violence and unspeakable desire. But passion bends every law, every taboo. Vincent finds himself falling for Paris is his niece and the only woman he should never desire but yet cannot resist.

Alessia Morretti was a cop working diligently for Five years and trying to pin down a Deadly Mafia Lord who killed her parents through the Drug he manufactured. She made it her mission until she became obsessed, However Leonardo Ricci got impressed by her persistence and watched her every move and action till he became obsessed himself, he was done dancing around and watching her destroy his little hideouts. He's going to have her so he surrendered himself to the police instead, set her husband up and pinned the crime on him. Instead of being sentenced, he was bailed out and he blackmailed her with something extremely dangerous that would destroy her career for life.***Leo’s smirk widened as he continued to taunt me. "Imagine that. A dedicated little police officer like you, spread out in my backseat, moaning like a whore for the very man you’ve been trying to put behind bars." I felt sick. He leaned back, completely at ease. "I’m sure the department would love to see it. The media. Oh, and your family." "Shut up," I whispered. He didn’t. "Hell, maybe I’ll send it to your old rival in the force. The one who’s been dying to ruin your career. What was his name again? Oh, right. Detective Harris." I thought my body couldn’t handle more rage. I was wrong. I gritted my teeth, my whole body shaking as I hissed, "What the fuck do you want from me?" Leo’s expression turned smug. "Now we’re talking." He leaned forward, his voice dropping into something low, dangerous. "You’re going to sign a deal," he said. "You’re going to be my bride."

"How much for one night?" He asked and she felt tears forming in her eyes due to the humiliation. "Leave me!" She said angrily, trying to free herself from his grip. He chuckled humorously seeing her fruitless action. "Don't act innocent baby. I know how you orphans sleep your way up." He said and jerked her towards him. Tears ran down her cheeks hearing him. She felt humiliated! He brought his face dangerously close to hers and whispered in her ear, "Name your price for one night and submit yourself to me." "I said leave me! I am not-" "Drop the act. I can give you any amount you ask for. Just one night and it will be over." Saying he nuzzled his face in her neck. *** Killian Sullivan. A twenty-two years old man with rage running deep in his veins, eyes looking down at everyone and heart full of hatred for others. A sadist who enjoys others' pain and suffering. He has got everything he wanted- Money, fame, power and girls. That is until a girl refused to sleep with him and he took it as a challenge. Amara. A seventeen year old orphan (soon turning eighteen) with dreams in her eyes, lips spread into a smile and heart full of love. Her life was going smoothly until one day she met with the devil who destroyed her Completely. What will happen when Amara slapped Killian in front of everyone and he decides to get revenge on her? What will happen when they both hate each other with their guts but are forced to be in a contract marriage? How did a mere slap result in a contract marriage? Will love blossom between them or will the sins of Killian overshadow their relationship? Read the story to find out!

Theodore Maxwell, a ruthless business tycoon driven by vengeance, plots to marry Alina Roosevelt, to kill two birds with one stone; get revenge on her father and, to inherit everything that was rightfully his. Alina, a budding author with a heart as pure as her prose, was blissfully unaware of Theodore's ulterior motives when she said "I do." As Theodore's cunning plan unfolded, he found himself captivated by Alina's charm and kindness. Despite his initial intentions, he couldn't help but admire the woman he had married. But just as unexpected love began to blossom, everything crumbles with Alina’s father, who devised a cunning scheme that shattered the fragile peace in their marriage. Consumed by rage and betrayal, Theodore divorces Alina, blaming her for her father's deceit. It's too late to realize that Alina was a mere pawn in her father's malicious game. Regret gnawed at his heart as he desperately searched for her, but she had vanished without a trace. Haunted by the memory of his cruel actions, Theodore is set to find Alina and make amends. And he will stop at nothing. How long will Alina be successful in keeping her little secret hidden? ----------------------------------------------------- “I’m not your wife anymore, Theodore!” I yelled, shoving him away from me. He had absolutely no right to march back into my life. “Here’s where you are wrong Alina,” he took dangerous steps towards me until I was pushed against one of the walls, as he held me captive. “You were mine, then. You are mine now. And you, most definitely, will stay mine in the future. Not even you can separate yourself from me Alina, because you were born to be mine!” And that’s when he smashed his lips against mine in a furious kiss.

"She's too young, she's too naive, she's my friend's daughter, she's a virgin, she's innocent. she's everything I shouldn't want yet everything I've ever wanted!" Luca is a twenty-four old billionaire who has lived nextdoor to seventeen year old Lily and loved her forever. Even after escaping Italy for many years, demons from his past still reminds him of the sexual and physical abuse he suffered as a boy and a teenager making him DARK! He never lacked women to warm his bed but the moment Lily is about to turn eighteen, the only thing he craves is her in his bed, but she's too young! and he's too bad for her. He discovers the only way to kill his dangerous desire is to ignore her... still she's the object of his wildest fantasy! Lily is constantly rejected by Luca making her question her self worth. What happens when Luca find out the urges are mutual and he is due to return to Italy to settle some scores. Will he leave New York knowing he's eterna is a hot virgin that can bring any man to his knees in just three seconds? Or will Luca damn the consequences and give in to the sinful temptation threatening to consume them both even when he knows it will be their downfall! When love, betrayal, secrets, lies, lust, rejection and heartbreak comes to play, will Lily and Luca love blossom or will it wither away as if it never even existed? This is a love that will make you cry, and make you laugh. A love story that will definitely change you. So grab your popcorns and start reading! Don't forget to support me with your reviews and gems.

Love can be a cruel mistress. That's the lesson Regina learned when she and Richard, the Lycan king of her pack,met. When they met, there was an undeniable spark between them. Regina found herself drawn to Richard's commanding presence and fierce protectiveness. For the lonely Richard, she was the chance at a genuine connection and companionship he had longed for. But before their love could blossom, they faced numerous obstacles and challenges. Their pack got attacked by Charles, a ruthless hybrid who sought to claim Richard's throne for himself. He kidnaps Richard and imprisons his pack in an attempt to seize control. With her love and loyalty tested, Regina embarks on a perilous journey to rescue Richard and save their pack from Charles' tyranny. Little does she know, this mission will not only test her strength and determination but also force her to confront the dark secrets of her own past. Sneak peek "Mate..." My eyebrows shot up in surprise. I can't believe my ears; this was not part of my plan. What am I going to do now? "What? You want to be my queen but not my mate." I stared at Charles in disbelief, my mind racing to comprehend his words. "We don't need to mate for that to happen," I replied firmly, trying to hide the unease in my voice. "Yes, you're right." Charles was walking around his desk and sitting on his chair with a self-satisfied grin. "But you see, being my queen comes with certain expectations. And if you're not willing to fulfill them. Well, let's just say it won't end well for you." "Why do you want me to be your mate?" Charles leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Because you're the only one who can handle me."

WINNING THE NANNY'S HEART: Book 1 Madison Lopez is a simple girl living a simple life. She needed money for her mother's hospital bills. Her father died when she was still a child, and she has become the family's breadwinner ever since. She had no other choice but to work as a maid in the city to earn a lot. Dylan Carter is one of the hottest bachelors in town. He was the only son of the CEOs of the Carter Empire. He has everything he wants in life - money, fame, and love. He has been in a relationship with his girlfriend for quite a long time. But why does he feel something is still missing in his life? What would happen when the pure, innocent maid crossed paths with the hot billionaire? Will love blossom between the two? Will Dylan find the happiness he has been looking for in Madison? Are they "maid" for each other? Wanted: Mommy for the Single Hot Daddy's Kid: Book 2 Stanley Robbins was a single hot daddy. His wife left them when their daughter, Heather, was still a baby. They had never heard of her ever since. Leaving the responsibility of raising young Heather in the care of a first-time dad. Stanley had worked hard to give his daughter a bright future while establishing a reputable image in the city of Newark as its top businessman. Maxine Ballard was a simple girl living her simple life. She was living away from her family. She wanted to be independent. She hated complications. She wanted everything to be simple and smooth flowing. Until one day, a billionaire hired her as his daughter's mommy. How long can they pretend that Maxine was Heather's mommy? What if true love blossoms between the real daddy and the hired mommy?

"He's my stepfather. Technically. But we have history from high school. He was my first love. My first everything." I stare at my hands because I can't look at her face while I say this. "Now he's forcing me to pole dance for him while he watches." "Watches?" "Yes." The word sticks in my throat. "He watches, touches himself and then he... marks me. Without touching me anywhere else. Just watching and then claiming me like I'm his territory." Three weeks ago, I walked out on my husband. Eleven months of rejection, of wondering what was wrong with me, of lighting candles for a man who was saving himself for my best friend. When I finally heard the truth from his own mouth, I packed one bag and I left. I thought I was starting over. Instead, I drove straight into my mother's mess. Gloria, the woman who raised chaos and called it motherhood, married a billionaire, cleaned out forty-seven million dollars from his accounts and disappeared without a word to me. Now his lawyers are at my door and I am the only thing she left behind worth collecting. My new employer is Richard Moore. Billionaire. Tycoon. The most dangerous man I have ever met. He is also the boy who took my virginity at seventeen and broke my heart in the same breath. He wants a year of service. Pole dancing, forced proximity, and all the dark things written in fine print I didn't have a lawyer to read for me. He wants to punish my mother and I'm the only punishment available. I hate him. I want to survive him. I want to get through this year with my mind and my heart intact. But what happens when surviving starts to feel a lot like wanting?