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Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....

Strip now! you're my wife anyway" Harrison had said to Katherina as she fret over the chair she was sitting on. He was definitely not the man she had nursed till he got his memory back. He was now violent and over protective of her. "You are my wife Katherina, you are mine. You are mine alone!" Harrison roared slamming the flower vase down. "No Harrison. I am not your wife and I never was your wife. Give me breathing space Harrison....leave me alone!" Katherina said in voice so tiny as tears flowed from her eyes. It was evident she was tired of the whole drama already. Harrison sprawled to his kneels in front of her. He gently hugged her patting her hair softly and swiftly. "I'm sorry Rina, I'm sorry for making you cry, I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry....I'm sorry. Please give me another chance, please do not leave me alone all by myself. I love you....I love you so very much Rina" he wailed to her ear. "Harrison." "Swear by my name Rina, tell me you only love me and not my brother." Harrison cried holding her body firmly. He definitely was in pain as he uttered those words with great grievance. Katherina just watched him wretch in pain. "I do not love you Harrison, I do not!" She had said back to him throwing his hands off her. Had she made a wrong choice of staying with him? Was he showing her this side of his just to keep her to himself or was he getting a revenge on her for lying to him just to acquire his wealth?

I lifted my gaze to meet his unwavering one; his eyes were enigmatic, just like his dominant posture. He had an enviable and captivating physique, with well-defined muscles that accentuated the perfect cut of his suit. His greenish eyes, tan skin, and slightly curly hair, styled professionally, completed his look. He was truly a stunning man. “Finished admiring me, miss?” With a teasing tone, a charming smile appeared on his lips. The CEO was undoubtedly tempting. “Sir...” I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure and searching for words to escape that uncomfortable situation. “The content is not appropriate to be read aloud; please understand!” “That, I will decide!” He leaned back in his executive chair, watching me calmly as he savored a sip of his favorite whiskey. “I'm waiting.” “I apologize, sir, but I can't do it. You can fire me!” I turned away, ready to leave the office hastily, when his strong hands gripped my wrist, about to pull the door handle. He carefully watched my reaction and then smiled. “Apprentice…” The CEO approached me seductively, causing me to step back a few paces until I was cornered against the wall. He surrounded me with his arms and brought his lips close to my ear, whispering, “There is so much potential in you; I will mold you!” Biting lightly on the tip of my ear, I felt a shiver run through my body. With the tips of his fingers, he traced the outline of my face with his nails before pressing his lips with his thumb, gently parting them. Moving even closer, he pressed his body against mine, making my heart race and my breathing erratic.

"So, what's it going to be, Professor Darwin?" he asked, breathing softly against my ears. "Are you going to punish me or what?" he teased me, his fingers stroking my folds gently. "Fuck you, Jeremy," the cuss word came out thick with moans. "Oh, in a minute," he smirked against my neck, slipping a finger into me and I tossed my head backwards, releasing a wanton sound. Stubborn bastard. •••• Lucia Darwin, in one word, would be a coward but she didn't care. When she saw the perfect opportunity to bolt from her demons and turn the lock on them, she didn't hesitate. Landing the perfect job at Crawford University as a professor and her best friend's wedding seemed like the perfect excuse to flee from Austria. Little did she know that she would have even bigger fish to fry in New York. She had always been a sucker for weddings, but there was an exception. The gorgeous singer who caught her fancy. Maybe the attraction wasn't one-sided because things grew heated after she engaged him in a conversation, and they found themselves buried in each other before the end of the night, sharing a passionate night. What happens at Bethany's wedding, stays at Bethany's wedding, but in Lucia's case, it clung to the hem of her dress like a stubborn seam when she made a shocking discovery that the guy she hooked up with that night happened to be one of her students, Jeremy Hale, Crawford's biggest snub and the hottest boy on campus. A school that frowned upon romantic relationships between teachers and students, a stubborn boy who would do anything to have what he wanted, and a cold-hearted professor whose niche is running away from her problems. The question is, how messy could this get?

I never chose to enter the Arena— the place that swallows humans and supernaturals from every era and throws them into a death game with only one rule: survive. One moment I was walking down a normal street. The next, I woke up in a prehistoric jungle with the ground trembling under massive, thundering footsteps. That’s where I met him—Kael. An Alpha Werewolf with lethal instincts, a body built for violence, and eyes that could pin me in place more easily than his claws ever could. He had zero interest in saving anyone. Especially me. To him, I was a burden. To me, he was a threat. And he definitely wasn’t planning to keep me alive. “You’re not human, Maddie.” His breath ghosted my ear, hot and shivering down my spine. “And whatever you are… you shouldn’t exist in this world.” But the Arena made its choice before either of us could: Every round in this cursed place keeps forcing us together—fighting back-to-back, bleeding for each other, breathing in sync. Yet every time danger closes in, I end up pressed against his chest, his breath warm against my ear as he growls instructions I shouldn’t find intoxicating. “Stay with me, Maddie. You won’t survive a single night without me.” Maybe he’s right. Maybe I don’t want to survive without him. But the truth inside me—what I am, what I carry— …might be the very thing that gets him killed. And when Kael finally corners me in the dark, his voice a low, wicked whisper at my neck, I realize the Arena isn’t the deadliest thing here. He is. “Tell me what you are, little flame… before I’m forced to claim you.”

"Everything of you is a non-existing dangerous drug, Natalia. And I'm addicted to it." He whispered in my ear. He brushed his nose on my neck and then my hair like he was smelling my body and my hair. I stopped breathing and started wiggling. "H-how do you know my name? W-Why am I here?" My voice came out as a mere whisper. "I couldn't stop thinking about you from the moment I laid my eyes on you. Fuck, you looked so fucking sexy in that outfit." He said in a husky tone. His hands fell on my waist and grabbed it so tightly that I could tell it would leave a mark. <3 If you start loving someone from deep down your heart, you will stop caring about the hurts, miseries, anguishes and traumas that he/she once caused in your life. You'll even be ready to sacrifice your own life for him/her. Love can change your miseries and traumas into peace and happiness, love can change an emotionless monster into a loverboy. If you don't want to love or don't want to be loved then love won't wait for your permission. You won't even realize 'where, when and how' you fell in love. Love can destroy you within a blink, love can be your biggest trauma and love can even kill you with no mercy. Natalia Rauf, a simple Bengali girl, lived in a town like many middle class decent families of Bangladesh. She had a beautiful and peaceful life with her family and friends. But her peace and happiness turned into miseries and traumas when the most wanted ruthless psycho killer from Italy came in her life. Stay with the adrenaline pumping, adventurous and romantic journey of a high school girl and a criminal till the end.

Caution: This Books Has Mature Content! “Mama…” I called her by a different name, wanting to touch her, but she flinched and moved away like I was some kind of devil— Though I am. “I promise I will protect you, love you, cherish your whole being. I will never make you sad again. I will stand by you in anything you do. Can you believe me and allow me to be your guardian?” I ask with caution in my voice. She scoffed, “Guardian? Don't you think that word is too heavy for you?!” She looked up angrily and my breathing couldn't help but quicken, her eyes were swollen and red, her eyes looked at me with disgust and anger. She continues, through the mind link, “Why is everything so against me?! Why does everything hate me so much? Got rejected by my mate whom I love so much, My parents got locked up, and I don't even know if they are alive, got banished, I faced ambush and lost my voice!” Her thoughts were going haywire, she was getting more agitated which is bad. I didn't know she had faced all this. I will surely kill them all! I tried to hug her but she pushed me away, then stood up as she looked at me with anger, her finger pointing at me, with her body just covered with a piece of cloth I had worn for her after she fell asleep after the deed yesterday. “You saved me, I was so thankful, but—” She stopped and swallowed hard and looked at me bitterly as she shook her head. ******************** Read The Story Of The Mute Alina and The Northern Alpha, Kennedy.

‘An hunter, and his prey. The forbidden fruit tastes the best.’ “Did you want this?” His deep baritone asked, as he straddled her hips on his thigh, with the eyes locked oozing with tame desires that both had been hiding. “I–I–this is wrong.” Cassandra breathed, but her breathing stiffened when she felt the man's hand run through her thigh into her dress, and it was like her body was on fire. “No one asked you what's right, kitten, I asked, if you want this?” He breathed, his hot breath fanning her chest, and her n*pples stood erected. She couldn't think straight, so she decided to forget about her stance, and let herself loose. She wanted the man badly, she was done fighting. “Yes,” she mumbled. “Answer better!” The man teased, as he pinched her butt. “Yes, I want it daddy!” Cassandra breathed, and immediately the words left her mouth, the man crashed his lips on hers. *********************** Cassandra swore she would never cross the line. But the line blurred the moment her best friend’s uncle walked into her life..older, forbidden, and devastatingly magnetic. She told herself it was just lust. A dangerous spark she could smother with distance. But fate had other plans. Work pushed them together, and every stolen glance, every accidental touch, only pulled her deeper into a desire she couldn’t control. Dante Blackwell was no stranger to women. A notorious playboy, he had conquered them all. But Cassandra was different, wild, untamed, a temptation that clawed at his control. She wasn’t supposed to matter. She wasn’t supposed to be his weakness. But he found her irresistible. Will they resist temptation, or let passion consume them both no matter the cost?

My girlfriend's so-called guy best friend found out I had epilepsy. He deliberately spiked my drink with stimulants. The moment I drank it, my nervous system was overstimulated. My heart rate surged. My chest tightened. Then the familiar warning signs hit–blurred vision, fragmented awareness, the onset of a seizure. The next second, I lost control of my body and collapsed onto the floor. My muscles convulsed violently. My jaw locked tight. My breathing turned uneven. I struggled to pull out the emergency medication I always carried with me, trying to stop the seizure from worsening. However, just as I was about to take it, I realized the hot water in my bottle had been replaced with highly concentrated coffee. The extra caffeine intensified the neurological stimulation. My convulsions worsened. My thoughts became more chaotic. My fingers stiffened to the point where I could barely move. Aaron Stone looked down at me on the floor and laughed. "Not bad. You're pretty convincing. "I've seen plenty of seizure patients before. Never seen anyone act this well." Gasping for air, I forced myself onto my knees in front of Mia, my jaw tightening from the spasms. "Mia... call an ambulance... I'm having a seizure..." Mia frowned at my obvious condition, but there was only impatience on her face. "Enough already. "If you keep acting like this, it's honestly too much. Since when can people having seizures still talk? "Aaron's a doctor. With him here, what could possibly happen to you?" I stopped trying to explain. Because I was already entering the next stage of neurological collapse. Even speaking had become difficult. Using the last of my strength, I pulled out my phone and sent an emergency distress message.

Violet Valerina, the princess of the Merrill kingdom who has a beautiful face and a kind heart. She lived happily in her peaceful kingdom until one day disaster came upon her. Lucian Steverus, prince of the kingdom of Melancthon, invaded her kingdom and slaughtered mercilessly to take revenge on Violet's father for killing his father. And in order to save her mother's life, Violet become Lucian's slave and live her life like hell. Lucian moved his gaze to his soldiers. “Have you two ever tasted a princess before?” he asked. His soldiers smiled with lust filling their eyes. “Never, my prince,” one of them said. Lucian looked into Violet's eyes with his cold eyes. “This is your lucky day. You can do whatever you want to her,” he said in a deep voice. “No! Please, I beg you... Please...” Violet pleaded with Lucian. Her body was trembling, she was breathing in fright. “What are you two waiting for?! Do it now!” Lucian said to his soldiers, raising his voice. “Yes, my prince.” They both then grabbed Violet's arms while smiling devilishly at her. “No! Please let me go!” she said, struggling. Her heart almost stopped beating due to fear as they laid her down on the floor and roughly took off her uniform. She kept struggling, but it was no use. She was still in their clutches. No man had ever touched her beautiful body before except her father. Their dirty hands that crawling on her smooth skin made her feel sick and disgusted. “I don’t think you need this anymore,” one soldier said with a lustful breath as he moved his hands to take off her bra. “No! Please stop!” Violet pleaded as she struggled. She was so scared and humiliated that it made her cry.