Books Of C Language

Juste avant la cérémonie d'accouplement, mon compagnon, Alpha Claude, m'a dit qu'il devait marquer temporairement une Oméga de notre meute, Fabienne. Il a prétendu qu'elle avait la maladie de la lune et qu'elle mourrait s'il ne la marquait pas. Je me suis disputée avec lui à ce sujet, mais le lendemain, il a installé Fabienne dans le penthouse de la Maison de la Meute. C'était la suite destinée à la future Luna. Ma suite. Pour me calmer, il s'est même mis à genoux, les yeux rougis, et m'a promis : « Quand elle sera en sécurité, j'enlèverai la marque. Tu resteras ma seule Luna. » Mais ensuite, Fabienne m'a retrouvée, un rapport médical à la main. Elle était enceinte de six semaines. Ils avaient déjà fait leur cérémonie de marquage bien avant que Claude ne vienne me voir. Mon cœur s'est brisé en cendres. Mon stylo a creusé le calendrier, gravant un X vicieux sur la date qui était censée être celle de notre cérémonie d'accouplement. Puis j'ai ouvert mon ordinateur portable et répondu à l'e-mail de la Guilde Européenne des Guérisseurs du Laurier. « J'accepte votre invitation, je pars le jour de la cérémonie d'accouplement. »

Pour son premier amour, Jean m'a abandonnée trois fois à l'autel. La première fois, Cécile a menacé de se jeter d'un immeuble. La deuxième fois, elle est partie à l'étranger. La troisième fois, elle a envoyé un message disant qu'elle allait accepter le mariage arrangé par sa famille. Jean, d'habitude si calme et maître de lui, a paniqué. Il a laissé derrière lui une salle pleine d'invités et a fait de moi une risée une fois de plus. Je l'ai appelé : « Jean, si tu ne reviens pas aujourd'hui, je vais épouser quelqu'un d'autre. » Il a ri. « Cécile est jeune, ça passe encore, mais toi, à ton âge, tu joues aussi à ce jeu ? » J'ai serré mon téléphone. Il savait donc depuis le début que c'était une petite ruse de Cécile, mais il avait choisi de la laisser faire. À ce moment-là, mon cœur s'est finalement brisé. Plus tard, après avoir enfin réconforté son amour d'enfance, il s'est enfin souvenu de moi. « Choisis une date pour refaire le mariage, sois tranquille, cette fois ce sera encore plus grandiose. » L'homme à mes côtés l'a interrompu en souriant : « Excuse-moi, ma femme et moi devons embarquer pour notre vol. »

- c'est incroyable, comment...est-ce possible ? J'ai du mal à te croire. - eh bien je sais,je sais que c'est difficile de me voir enceinte et vierge en même temps, je sais mais pourtant me voilà dans cette situation. Des chemins croisés ! Des rencontres inattendues ! Des vies chamboulées... Voilà à quoi ressemble toute ma vie.

***WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES, VIOLENCE, AND VULGAR LANGUAGE*** Axel Barron is the beta of the Crystal Moon pack. His strength and determination caught the attention of the royal pack which is why they requested that he join the werewolf military. After months of training, Axel was ready for his first mission with the werewolf military. His first assignment was to crack down on the culprits that were kidnapping she-wolves and selling them in the black market. After weeks of trying to get into the secret operations, he finally managed to receive an invite to their latest event. He never expected finding his fated mate during the mission. Much less, her being the next bid. Will he be able to keep his cool and not blow his cover?

A girl lost without her Dragon, Two Alpha twins, A crazed brother trying to kill her, Brother's girlfriend who's jealous as sin. All in a normal life huh? Aria's tale is full of pain, hurt and love but is she strong enough to weather the storm to find her happy ending with her mates, or will it be too much to break her?This is a fantasy romance novel with explicit scenes of sex and hard language so would recommend for readers 18+ This is the first novel written by the author so please don't expect perfection, helpful criticism is always welcome but hate will not be tolerated so please be mindful of the words you use and the effect they have on others!x.DanahLouise.x

Eleni Dakis can't seem to catch a break. Her deadbeat father kills himself leaving her in debt, and her mother who hates her, abondons her to the mercy of the sadistic Makris brothers. She flees to New York hoping for a fresh start but it's a case of, from the frying pan into the fire, as she falls into the hands of the Romano family. Niccolo Romano is handsome, ruthless, brutal and deadly and now has his eye on Eleni. As her past threatens her future, will Niccolo be the protector she desperately needs? or her undoing? Trigger Warning: It's a Mafia story so expect some violence, bad language, and assault, but I promise not to overdo it.

Notice: This Book Contains Two Separate Books That Can Be Read As A Standalone! The first Novel features Samantha, who saves a bleeding, disoriented stranger who collapses in her arms. To keep him calm, she tells a lie that spirals into something far deeper. With him, Samantha rediscovers the kind of warmth she thought she’d lost forever. But love built on borrowed truth has an expiration date. When the truth about his real identity surfaces, their fragile world crumbles—revealing a past powerful enough to destroy them both. Because the man she thought she saved… might be the one who was never meant to be found.

'So this is what it feels like to want a woman,' his thoughts remarked without any guilt. He'll play the demon's game once again. *****The Rogratiatto Family, rumored to be an extremist believer of the supernatural, sought out the help of the Vatican Conclave to stop a recent demon possession. Famous exorcist priest, Father Marcus Thayne, was called out by the Holy Pope to do the job. Once there, not only was he struggling with the demon he was supposed to exorcise, but he was also battling himself after seeing a mysterious woman showing signs of an immortal attraction with him...Genre: Supernatural Romance, Mystery, SmutAll Rights ReservedJMFelic Books 2020

Three women. And maybe more... Three stories. And more... All soaked in desire that doesn't care about rules, vows, or shame. These aren't tales of love-they're confessions of raw, hungry need. Lust that makes your cünt throb, your cöck twitch, your breath catch. Pages moist with sweat, wet with cūm, dripping with sin. Fingers, lips, tongues, hands-everything presses, slides, and fūcks in ways that make your pulse race. You'll read about pūssies dripping, cöcks hard and throbbing, mouths gagging and sūcking, āss cheeks spread, tongues sliding inside folds, fingers plunging deep. Every page pulses with heat, with mōans you can feel, with bodies colliding and fücking without mercy. Inside, nothing is sacred. Nothing is safe. A married woman spreads wide for her forbidden lover. A professor trembles as her student takes her mouth. A stranger is bound and worshiped, every inch of her body devoured. And that's just the beginning. Every filthy craving, every desperate mōan, every secret you've never dared whisper-it's here. Women devour women. Men ravage men. Lovers cross every line they shouldn't. So go on. Pretend your fingers aren't twitching to turn the page. Pretend your thighs aren't already wet. Pretend your cöck isn't straining. But once you give in... once your eyes slide across the first word... you'll feel it- the slow, dirty pull between your thighs, the rush of want crawling through you, your body answering before your mind does. And from that moment- you don't just read it. You become it. Your püssy, your cöck, your jūices, your mōans, your filthy, trembling need-all mine to claim, to taste, to drive wild. So tell me-would you be mine? Would you dare turn these cūm-stained pages?

Rose Lancaster found herself deep in trouble when a single night of waywardness spun her entire life in a direction that could cost her life. In an attempt to run away from her atrocities and the guilt eating her up for the crimes she’s committed, she runs into the bed of billionaire CEO, Jian Feng-Zhang, unknowingly making herself his captive. Now she has to pay up the debt she owes him or be forced to face the punishment for her crimes. To know more about my books, follow me on Instagram @sophia.bendel