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"I should kill you, not make love to you." Alpha Xavier scoffed, his gleaming hard chest revealed through his blue shirt, "wrong, omega. We won't be making love, I will be fucking you, hard, and as for killing me, why don't you ride me to death?" *** Ophelia was sent to assassinate him, not to marry the beastly Alpha, but all she can think about when she's supposed to be getting her revenge, is having him again and again.

Pulling me even closer to him, “you’re so fucking sexy.” He moaned into my mouth and I felt my pussy throb at once, it couldn’t wait for Ivan’s cock to fill it up. With his lips not leaving mine, Ivan pulled off my top and without much problem unhooked my bra too. I also helped him pull his shirt off and now my boobs were pressing really hard on his muscular chest. He pulled my skirt up and my pussy could feel the kicking bulge in his pants. My breathing paced as his fingers explored the entirety of my being. “You’re not gonna cum until I allow you to.” —————— Being as cold and heartless as he is, all Ivanović Volkov cared about was his work and getting revenge on the one who’d broken him without words years ago. He intends to watch her crumble just like he also did when she left. Fate brings her back into his life after many years and he gets the shock of his life when she doesn’t even recognize him. After trying all she can to get away from the grip of her cold stepfather but failing. Lexi Finn eventually found herself signing a contract marriage with a man her stepfather had sold her to. Just about anything to get her away from her stepfather. Imagine her shock when she realized it was the cold billionaire she met at a club and had a one night stand with. What happens when Lexi finds out about who Ivan really is? What would Ivan do when his quest for revenge turns into a love quest? WARNING: This book contains explicit content and the use of strong words.

Please,  help me just this once." Jasmine panted with lust filled eyes. "Jazz, you're not thinking straight." Aaron replied even though he was fighting hard not to lose control. "Take a cold shower or something,  it'll help you feel better,  I promise." "No!"Jasmine argued, grabbing a fistful of his shirt in her hand. "It won't help,  trust me I've tried." "Yeah but..." "Aaron please! I need you, can't you see that? Or do you really hate me that much that you can't stand the thought of touching me?" They hated each other alright, that much was certain. But seeing Jasmine trapped in the heat of her own passion had Aaron's body reacting in ways that he could neither explain nor control, and also in ways that had him wondering if it was alright to suspend their feud for just one night. "You know what? Fuck it!" Aaron declared at last, tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it aside. "We can go back to hating each other tomorrow, but tonight, I'm going to make love to you like no one ever has."

Gabrielle ran from her wedding to Jared… and woke up wearing Damon’s ring. He’s cold, wealthy, and dangerously irresistible — a man who swore he couldn’t feel anything. Until her. She’s the runaway bride he turned into his wife. Now she’s trapped in his penthouse wearing his shirt, his ring… and maybe, just maybe, teaching him how to feel again.

Everyone in Oceanton knew that mob boss Jared Pierce was deeply in love with me. No one feared my disappearance more than he did. Even if bullets were raining down on him, he'd still find a way to contact me, just to make sure I felt safe. But on the night before our wedding, he didn't come home. When he finally returned, he dropped to his knees, a bruised and weakened woman cradled in his arms. "Rosalia! Melody took the drug just to save me! I can't just watch her die! So I had no choice but to sleep with her." Terrified that I wouldn't forgive him, Jared drew six wounds into his arm. Blood soaked through his shirt in an instant. As soon as the wedding banquet ended, I heard his men chuckling and teasing. "The boss didn't even take off his wedding outfit before rushing to see Melody. Just how seductive is his lover?" Jared’s low, sultry voice followed. "Last time I stayed with her, I didn’t come back for three days and nights. Take a guess." In shock and despair, I called out the system. "I want to leave this world!" The system's cold voice replied, "After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence. Counting down… Seven days."

“Alpha, p- please.” I whispered breathlessly while clutching on his shirt, entire body trembling. He let out a ragged breath. “Do you know what it does to me when you call me that? Do you even know what your lewd sounds do to me? His fingers dug deeper into my bare skin, and when he pinched the skin of my neck between his teeth and sucked, a shaky whimper spilled past my lips. ~~~ Twenty five year old Leonie Goeldin is someone who believes life should be in black and white, with no grey in between, but that was before she unknowingly landed in a world of the supernaturals, and worse, she gets imprisoned– completely trapped in a world where she stood out horrifyingly as the only existing human. Alpha Gunnolf Royale, King of the Twilight Pack is well respected and immensely feared by everyone. He ruled with an iron fist and has a deep-rooted hatred for the humans. On realizing she was his sought after mate, he got so angry, and had her locked up. Not all roses are thorny, and neither are all monsters born a beast. Leonie and Alpha Gun started off with so much hate for one another, but that was before they got different chances to know each other. It’s a bumpy ride filled with ups, downs, rivals, witches, misunderstandings and so many secrets. Read to find out how the dark romance between Leonie and her alpha turns out.

Jemi held the lump in her throat trying to form a moan..was she beautiful the candle light bathed her in golden glory giving her the lure of Aphrodite. slowly Emma walked up to her, her fingers resting on Jemi's face. "you're cold aren't you?" the words couldn't come out, so she nodded. Jemi could swear she saw her smile. Emma's hands went down to her shirt, like a sorceress each time she touched the buttons, it flew open. swiftly she slipped to shirt down her hands, her pointy breast now on display, Emma placed her hands on them, squeezing and tugging with her fingers as she kissed her, teasing, testing her limit. Kissing her back Jemi wondered if this was one of those dreams she always had. with her hands resting on Jemi's taut belly, Emma's provoking lips went down to her neck. Jemi gasped "you kiss me there I'm losing control" she whispered hoping it sounded like a warning. seems like Emma wasn't heeding the warning or she was just plain deaf. nibbling, she bit it softly then sucked on it again. And all hell broke loose.

The moment my sister brought Daniel home so the family could meet him was the day I knew I had to make him mine. He looked like he was written by a Latin God, six feet four, perfect for my height of five feet nine. He had jet black hair and he knew what he was doing when he wore that tight T shirt that hugged his muscles, sitting across from me on the dining table.

After two years abroad in seclusion as I recovered, I received a selfie from my daughter, Lila Ashford. She was sitting on a bike, dressed in a work uniform. "Mom, you’ll be home soon, right? I miss you so much." My heart softened as I thought about how my girl had grown up. She understood that she needed to start from the bottom and work her way up. I was about to praise her when I noticed her skin seemed tanner, and her fitted shirt was the same one I’d bought her three years ago. It was frayed and worn thin, yet she still hadn’t thrown it away. As a child of the wealthiest family, Lila shouldn’t have to live like this, not even for "life experience". I zoomed in on the picture again. Her shoes were falling apart, the front gaping wide open. The more I looked, the more uneasy I became. The next second, I stumbled across Serena Ashford, my adopted daughter’s posts on social media. She was showing off male models, luxury cars, and on her wrist, the global limited-edition diamond bracelet I had given Lila. What shocked me most was the car that appeared in nearly every photo, the very one I had gifted Lila for her college graduation. How the hell had it ended up with her instead?!

Waking up in a gloomy damp cave is not a problem. Finding only a dirty men's shirt and high leather boots is also fixable. But what about the fact that you remember absolutely nothing? Who are you? Where are you from? Why was here? There is only one unknown ahead. Well, at least a noble knight got caught on the road. Picked up, washed, fed, but volunteered to help. And soon a young, handsome lord will appear. It doesn't matter that a vampire - we ourselves are toothy!