Bulma Shoots Goku With A Gun

BLURB ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** You can’t force me to go with you,” I sneered. “I will carry you myself, Vanessa, if you insist on acting like a kid.” “I‘ll yell out for help, someone will hear.” “And sentence your loved ones to death? I think not,” he squinted. “What was their name again, Alena… Eugene" “Kai, don’t you dare touch my loved ones!” I said in gritted teeth as I walked closer to him, warning him, “Or else I will— He scoffed, and he grabbed my hand. “You will what? Huh?” Tears began to fall freely from my eyes. “Kia, don’t touch the ones I love!” I said in between tears. “We made a deal,” he said, grabbing my hands as I struggled to be free from his grip. “There is no going back. If you ever run away again, I won’t even give you a preview, you will attend the funeral of your loved ones.” his voice was dangerously low. Hot tears fell from my eyes. “I won’t touch you, so that you can suffer for your mistake,” he smirked. “You and I know, the pain is worse than death,” he said in a whisper. I closed my eyes and let tears cascade down my cheeks. I now understood what I had done. Understood that I had made a deal with the monster who was once my lover. I was foolish to think he had changed.

Ginny never expected one wild night to upend her entire life. What was supposed to be a carefree celebration turns into a morning of regret and a hastily scribbled note from a man she’ll never forget: "You're really something for a first-timer." Horrified, Ginny tries to move on, boarding a flight to New York, where her future awaits. But fate isn’t done with her yet. "Meet Raymond, my new husband!" her mother says with a proud smile. Ginny’s heart stops. Standing before her is the man from that unforgettable night. Her mother’s new husband. Her stepfather. Caught between the tangled threads of family and forbidden attraction, Ginny’s world spirals out of control. Can she keep her shocking secret hidden, or will the truth tear her family apart? For readers who crave romance with an edge, this story will keep you hooked until the last, breathtaking page. Specifically for 18+

"No, way! I don't want Heaven to marry that guy Tita, Tito!" I'm kinda shock when Ethan spoke, I didn't expect him to speak like that. "And I don't want Ethan to marry that girl Tita, Tito!" Mom and dad look disappointed. "Why are you always against each other's marriage? Are you two--" I don't know why I suddenly think of this right now but I don't care anymore! "W-We have a relationship! I love Ethan that's why I don't want him to marry another girl!" I turned my gaze to Ethan, he looked shock but then he suddenly held my hand. "Y-Yeah, Heaven is right, mom! We love each other that's why I don't her to marry him! The girl I want to marry is Heaven!" "WHAT??" "I thought you two are just friends..." "Best friend..."

After a painful breakup, Selena finds herself in a vulnerable moment, seeking comfort in the arms of a mysterious stranger. However, when she discovers that he is Justin Branson, a billionaire playboy CEO, she is shocked. Their secret encounter has gone viral, threatening her already fragile reputation and Justin's. To divert attention from the scandal and salvage the situation, Justin proposes a fake relationship. Selena agrees, but soon finds herself drawn to his charismatic charm and undeniable attraction as they work closely together. She struggles to trust him, despite his playboy ways, which seem determined to destroy her. As they navigate their fake relationship, real feelings emerge. Will their fake relationship turn into something real, or will secrets and complications tear them apart?

He wanted a housekeeper not a tainted virgin.What Damien found was purity begging to be tainted. Now, he’ll ruin her, softly, cruelly, completely. Barely nineteen and untouched, Elara never thought her first job would place her inside the fortress of a man like him. Damien kael doesn’t request. He commands. And the innocent little maid is about to learn what obedience costs, one breathless gasp, one sinful punishment, one wicked whisper at a time. Dark. Seductive. Obsessive. She thought she was hired to clean his home. She didn’t realize she was stepping into his lair. Elara is broke and desperate, so when a maid position opens in a billionaire’s estate, she takes it, unaware that Damien kael is a man who doesn’t believe in boundaries. He’s older, merciless, and dangerously magnetic. She tries to leave, but he isn’t letting go. He doesn’t want love. He wants loyalty. And she’s about to learn what it means to kneel. As their twisted bond deepens, pleasure collides with punishment, fear tangles with desire, and innocence becomes his obsession. But Damien’s darkness runs deeper than she imagined and claiming his virgin maid isn’t about breaking her body… It’s about owning her soul. Mature Content Warning: This book features explicit sexual content, dark dominant/submissive dynamics, psychological tension, and a dangerously obsessive hero. For readers 18+ who crave power, seduction, and raw intensity.

Yna Maria Cortes is a spoiled brat and happy go lucky daughter. Her dad wanted her to manage their own company but she's not interested at all. So, to teach her a lesson, her Dad asks for some help from his friend. His son, named Alas  Gabriel Dela Merzcid accepted his deals to help Yna to become a responsible one by becoming his personal secretary. She was forced to do the things she hated the most but she had no other options, she wanted her money back. So, even though she's against her dad's plan, she accepted the deal.  Until one day, she found herself to slowly accept her fate of becoming a responsible businesswoman, who is willing to do everything for the sake of everybody's wellness. She also started to like Alas for many reasons, and she falls in love with him secretly. She's ready to tell Alas about her feelings but Janus, her ex-boyfriend, comes back. He returned and asked for her forgiveness.   Neither Alas nor Janus is her problem, all she fears the most is, she's pregnant and she knows that the father of her baby was the stranger once she had sex two-months ago

After graduating from NYU, Victory Sinclair had her life all planned out. Well, at least the career part, that is. She has been accepted into one of New York’s leading advertising and media agency and will be joining the agency as a personal assistant to the CEO. Little did she know, a strange twist of fate is about to change the course of her future. An unfortunate accident with Arthur Knight resulted in serious consequences that would alter both their futures. What will Victory do? Would she succumb to pressure or would she follow what her heart tells her to?

Six years ago, Cynthia left Lucien and divorced him while pregnant with their child. Lucien's words, "If I ever meet you again, you'll know WHAT HELL IS!" hung over her like a curse, lingering in the years like a nightmare. Six years later, an unexpected turn of events throws Cynthia into a thrilling one-night stand. And the man involved turns out to be none other than Lucien, the one who had once cursed her so cruelly! Once again, fate has cruelly bound them together. Lucien looks at Cynthia with eyes full of hatred, but beneath that fury, there seems to be something deeper—emotions too complex for him to even name. Is it love or hate? The line has long since blurred. Cynthia is a bundle of nerves, desperately trying to hide the existence of her child. But with Lucien's probing gaze fixed on her, how long can she keep up the charade? What twists and turns will their story take from here?

I was blind This is my fault, isn't it? The man I loved, and I thought he was going to protect me all my life is the one who sold me off to an unknown man. I spent a night with that man. I wanted to kill myself and end my misery. But the man I spent a night with stopped me. He made me an offer: he would give me my sight back, in return, I had to become his woman. In the moment of despair, I choose survival over everything else. After my sight was restored, I did what I thought was justice- I shot my vile ex-boyfriend. I spared his life, but only so he would live with the consequences of his betrayal. Then I ran. I couldn't be anyone's woman. But even as I escaped, one name lingered in my mind, Zac Bratva. I could never forget him. How could I? He was the father of my son. "It's been five years, huh! You think you can escape me." I was startled, hearing the familiar voice before looking around. "I don't know what you are saying, sir. I don't know you," I stammered, fear tightening around my throat. "Seems like I have to help you to recall!" He said, his voice sharp. But before I could react, he pressed his gun against my head and said, "I am Zac Bratva, the godfather," he growled, "Yet you are brave enough to play with me. Now, Get inside the car, Woman!" "Godfather! What?!" My head erupted.

Sweet stories are coming. Be brave, and tell him how you feel. We hide in the lonely corners, watching those charming boys, but we don't know as long as we are brave enough, we can win their hearts. The handsome schoolboy, the abstinent professor, the cool genius... Who says that crush is fruitless? The pursuit of true love never goes out of style. “Falling in Love With A Cool Guy” My bestie's brother was a cool guy. When I met him for the first time, he went out of the bathroom and covered my head with a coat. Chelsea, my bestie tried to smooth things over. "This is my friend. Is she beautiful?" He looked at me coldly and said in a mean tone, "Ugly." Well, you might be a handful, but I knew how to deal with this type. I showed him my care and consideration for a long time. In the end, I gave up. He was still so arrogant that he didn't even call me sister. Two days after I gave up, he sent me the first message. Cool guy: [Are you playing hard to get?] “Love You Long Ago” I had a crush on Matthew, who was my neighbor, for a long time. One day, Matthew took the initiative to find me and introduced his younger brother to me. I smiled bitterly. Everyone knew that his half-brother was the person he hated the most. “Crush” I never thought this scene would appear in front of me. A tall man stood before me, holding the pink lingerie I had just taken off with his slender ring finger. My jeans were halfway also down my thighs.