Novel & Cerita Bride To Be, Not Me

A moan of pure pleasure escapes my mouth and he nips my lower lip, sending shock waves through my body. Pushing me onto my back, he continues to devour me - nipping at the skin along my neck and running his hand over the fabric covering my breasts. Heat builds up between my legs as I feel him harden against my thigh. I bite my lower lip and instinctively raise my hips against him. He moans and takes my face in his large hands. "Look at me. If we continue any further I'm not going to be able to stop myself. If we mate I will mark you and you'll be mine forever." He says slowly, the words penetrating the fog clouding my brain. "Is this what you want?" My body screams yes, but my mind forces me to be rational. "Not yet, eventually but not yet." I admit, running my hands through his hair. He sighs, disappointment evident before he rests his head on my chest. "I don't want you to get hurt by our matebond." I eventually say. "What do you mean?" He asks. I lift his hand and place it on my thigh, letting his fingers brush against the scars. "Kane told me that when you're mated, you feel everything your mate feels… I don't want that. I don't want you to feel if I die. " *** Natalia has spent the last ten years living in isolation, scarred from witnessing the massacre of her parents, she believes that the mate bond and love are a weakness she never wants to experience - even when confronted with her very own mate. Unfortunately for her, Liam, Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack has no plan on letting her go. Will succumbing to him save her, or will it be her ultimate doom?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband cancels a 100-million-dollar business deal to take me on vacation. While we're together, breathless and intimate, I'm about to tell him the news that our IVF finally succeeded when he answers his phone. His Valerian flows, smooth and effortless. "Of course I'm coming to tomorrow's prenatal checkup. That's our baby." "But won't your barren wife get jealous?" The woman on the other end speaks with a sultry lilt. Ethan Shaw traces his tongue along my neck as he responds, "What she doesn't know won't hurt her." My mind went blank, like lightning striking too close. I stuff the pregnancy report back into my pocket without thinking. "Honey, who's that?" Ethan pulls me close by the waist. "Just a business partner in Valeria. Time difference, that's why they're calling now..." I can't process the rest of his words. Ethan doesn't know I understand Valerian. Since he's clearly not excited about our child, I'll make sure this baby grows up without him as a father.

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

I am born lucky. One can say I'm a money magnet. I'd even win a car when buying a can of soda. The company relies on the numbers I pick to win bids. We go from the brink of bankruptcy to the third-largest company in the city. Then, during a business trip, I casually buy a lottery ticket and win 3,000 dollars. The newly hired finance manager, Owen Pearson, immediately demands that I turn over the entire prize. When I explain that I bought the ticket with my own money, he flies into a rage. "Any profit generated during working hours belongs to the company! Who do you think you are? How dare you refuse to follow company policy? If you win three million dollars after work, that's your business. But if you win three dollars during work hours, that's company property!" I can't be bothered to argue with him, so I call the CEO's fiancée, Macy Sanford. To my surprise, she agrees with him. "He has a point. If the company hadn't paid for your business trip, you wouldn't have had the opportunity to win the lottery in the first place." Owen is even more smug as he orders, "Just hand over the money. The 3,000 dollars will be deducted from your paycheck, and we'll deduct another 30 thousand dollars as a penalty for embezzling company funds. That should teach you a lesson." I tighten my grip on the lottery ticket and say nothing more. One week later, the company participates in the biggest bidding project of the year. Everyone turns to look at me, expecting me to provide the winning numbers. I simply smile and say, "Sorry. I've already resigned. I have no obligation to fill out the bid proposal anymore."

I was in a relationship with my older sister’s childhood friend for nine years. We were about to get engaged. Nothing was out of the blue. He had a gathering with his friends, and he asked me to pick him up since he had ingested some alcohol. I reached the entrance. Just when I was about to say hi, I heard his friends teasing him. “Victor Steele, your first love is returning to the country. Are you going to break up with that replacement, or are you going to date them both?” He sneered. Another friend of his laughed. “Victor, you’re one lucky dude! After your first love left, you got together with your childhood friend’s younger sister just because you’re lonely. Just when you said you were bored of her after nine years, your first love returns to the country!” Victor sounded resentful. “Charlotte Black said that I’ll only love her in this life! Of course I’m going to find a dupe to show her how cocky she was!”

Sophia's world turned 360 after her father gave her to the one she fears the most, forced to live with his decision she sorts to tame the beast within.

He was never meant to be her choice. In a world where marriage can make or break a kingdom, Hera is bound by duty and forced to consent to a union with Alpha Eleazar of Elisora a ruthless, powerful, and mysterious Lycan. There is no warmth in his gaze, no ease in his voice. He looks at her not as a bride, but as an investment he intends to claim. And to Hera, he is nothing more than a sacrifice she is willing to make for her kingdom…. and her pride. But in a world where alliances are carved in blood, betrayals bloom even between siblings, and loyalty is nothing more than a debt to be collected, their union is far more than a vow of submission. Beneath the ceremonies and glittering crowns, the kingdom of Elisora hides truths long buried, secrets thought forgotten, and a past that refuses to stay dead. Because in Eleazar’s world, a bride could be a weapon And Hera may just be the most lethal of them all.

He needed a wife and she needed someone to get her out of prison. * * Amyra: All my life I heard I should trust my family and so I did but what I got in exchange? They lied to me and threw me into prison for a sin I never did, my fiance whom I loved and believed didn't even try to save me, there was only my best friend but she was not enough to save me. I just needed a hand, a hand that could get me out of here and I'd vow to worship him forever. All I wanted was to find my parents' murderer and punish them. * * * Xavier: I didn't love her, I didn't care what she has gone through in her life, the moment I saw her I could tell that she was just acting and full of pretension, there was not even an inch of truth in her words. Yet I saved her, for only one reason. SHE MUST BE MY BRIDE.

The story revolves around Tanya Aggarwal ( 16 years old ) Indian girl - cute , bold , sassy dare mess with her loved ones and you will see hell . Drake Blackwell ( 30 years old ) - a business man in the day and a cold cruel mafia leader in the night . How will these two meet and how this meeting will change their lives . Constructive critisism is always welcome just don't be harsh . Give this book a try and I assure you will love it .

Charlotte Michael was still a child when war ravaged the all-brown pack on a fateful day when Luna was supposed to conceive her second child. The day Charlotte has always looked up to was suddenly turned into a nightmare. But when a certain cold young rival boy had the chance to eliminate her, what made him decide not to end the life of the only daughter of their rival? Instead, he takes her baby brother and pushes her to safety, leaving her to question his motives Will destiny reunite these three souls? And if it does, will they recognize each other amidst chaos? When the foster son to the Alpha of the red bat pack starts calling Charlotte his mum, what could be his reasons when she has no idea of who the kid was. But she then discovered that she's mated to his dad.