Bus 375

The news that Angelo Rizzo was becoming the new Don of Brucklin District had spread throughout the entire family. Everyone knew except me, Lila Bennett, his fiancee. He had always thought I was childish, like an irritating tail he couldn't shake off, sticking to him wherever he went. "I've only managed to bag Brucklin District all thanks to Cyrus." The study door was ajar as the scent of cigar smoke drifted out along with his voice. "Lila? Why bring her up? She's annoying. Like a piece of gum stuck to your hair." I crouched on the hallway carpet, lost in thought. Before, it was always Angelo leaving first and me realizing it too late. This time, I wanted to surprise him by going to Brucklin ahead of him. When he saw me there first, he'd realize that I was smart. But the next day, at the bus station, when the driver asked where I was going, I mixed Brucklin and Mannattan up. The driver grew impatient. Afraid he'd call me an idiot like Angelo would, I hurriedly shove the money at him. "To Mannattan! I'm going to Mannattan District!"

One simple boyfriend spell. One ancient book of magic. What could go wrong? At eighteen, I'm thrown from my normal life into the supernatural world. One moment I'm planning prom and the next, I'm on a one-way bus ride to Hollowheaven's Supernatural Academy where I won't be allowed to see my friends or interact with the rest of the world until I control my power.Whatever.This place is weird and I can't help feeling this is a mistake.But a dare at an initiation goes too far, I get in over my head.Who knew that I could conjure ghosts?I can't fall in love with guys who aren't even real— or alive. I've got to figure out a way to get them back into the afterlife before I can't walk away from them. Before I can't stand not to have them in my life.One thing I'm learning is that magic is never simple.**Sex scenes/explicit content, violence and gore. Suggested age range - 18+**Supernatural Academy Series is created by Autumn Gray, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The story unravelled a young man in his early twenties. From work he boarded a bus enroute from Surulere to Aguda. As the journey progressed, he was in thoughts regarding how he would take care of his domestic needs that weekend. He reached home only to be met with the deteriorating situation at home. That weekend, there was a heavy downpour and as a result, his foam was drenched in the rain due to a leaking roof. Justice, nonetheless, went to call his best friend and neighbour to help him wriggle out the water but was directed to the chairman's house where his friend was and that was where he met the woman who changed his life. Being an architect by profession, he designed a tunnel that caught the attention of his boss. In a bid to seek for contract overseas, his boss was granted approval to the contract through this young man’s design. Afterwards, he travelled to the USA to finalize the deal. Upon his return, his boss stumbled on something which revealed the young man’s paternity. Eventually, he turned out to be the son of his rich boss. His mother's whereabouts were revealed. The father, mother and son wedded on the same day. He lived on to enjoy his life afterwards after realizing his covert identity.

Yogi dan Renata sepasang suami istri yang dituntut oleh keluarga untuk memberikan seorang penerus. Setelah dua tahun menikah Renata tak bisa memberikan Yogi anak dan memohon pada sang suami untuk menikah lagi demi mendapatkan penerus bagi keluarga mereka. Jyotika Jola, gadis lugu yang tak sengaja bertemu dengan Renata di halte bus dipilih oleh Renata sebagai istri kontrak bagi sang suami. Karena merasa memiliki hutang budi, Jola akhirnya menerima permintaan Renata untuk menikah dengan Yogi dan memberikan mereka seorang penerus. Seiring berjalannya waktu, benih-benih cinta muncul diantara Yogi dan Jola. Sewaktu mereka berdua menghabiskan waktu bersama, Renata pergi mencari kebahagiannya sendiri hingga akhirnya bertemu dengan seorang pemuda yang membuatnya tertarik. Dibelakang Yogi, Renata menjalin hubungan dengan pemuda bernama Tara. Melihat sikap sang istri berubah, Yogi akhirnya menyadari bahwa Renata memiliki pria idaman lain di belakangnya. Yogi merasa bersalah, karena menurutnya Renata selingkuh akibat pernikahannya dengan Jola. Menyesali semua yang terjadi diantara mereka, Yogi akhirnya harus memilih kepada siapa hatinya berlabuh, Renata atau Jola.

40 stories. 40 fantasies. 40 limits. Dive into a world where desire knows no boundaries and pleasure has no rules. This provocative collection features fourty standalone dark romance stories that explore the forbidden, the intense, and the utterly irresistible. From the mysterious masked stripper who reveals her true identity to the man who's been fantasizing about her for months, to the "therapeutic" massage that becomes anything but professional—each story delivers scorching heat, dominant heroes, and heroines who surrender to their deepest cravings. Inside this collection: A gym instructor who teaches more than just proper form A tattoo artist whose needle isn't the only thing that leaves a permanent mark A bus ride that becomes the most intense experience of a virgin's life A gardener who cultivates more than just the lawn A massage therapist with unconventional "treatment" methods And 37 more tales of obsession, possession, and raw, unfiltered passion Warning: These stories contain explicit sexual content, dominant alpha males, intense situations, and heroines who get exactly what they secretly crave. Each story is a standalone with a satisfying conclusion. Perfect for readers who love their romance dark, their heroes possessive, and their steam level set to scorching. Tags: Dark Romance, Explicit Content, Alpha Males, Forbidden Romance, Short Story Collection, Steamy Romance, Dominant Heroes

One night of reckless passion One night of sinful encounter One night of a steamy adventure. This was all Sabine said to herself as she walked into the popular sex club in her city with a masked identity as she gave herself away to a mysterious man for the night. What she doesn't know? This man is no ordinary man, he is the king of the Italian crime syndicate and America's infamous murderer. It was supposed to be a night of sinful escape ,of reckless pleasure but she has slept with Dominic Vitello, the man her father made the mistake of crossing. Now Dominic does not want revenge,he demands it and he has come to take it in the form of the one person he cannot seem to forget, the daughter of the police that led bus arrest, Sabine. Caught between two worlds, Sabine cannot help but feel for the one man she is supposed to hate with all her heart. He is diagnosed as a sociopath, someone who is incapable of human emotions except rage but for some reason, the dark haired beauty he has captive in his mansion has him spiralling as emotions hit him, something his doctor said could never happen. In the house she is held captive in, Sabine discovers a lot of secrets about her past- the police officer is not her father, and draws closer to the man that holds her captive, finding freedom in his toxic embrace.

My girlfriend found out that my water bottle cost $30,000. She then demanded I buy her father an $8 million luxury apartment in the city center. I politely refused. She said furiously, “Don’t be so stingy! He’ll be your father-in-law someday. What’s wrong with getting a head start on being a good son-in-law?” She even compiled all of our expenses during our relationship into a PowerPoint presentation and demanded we split everything. “If splitting everything equally is too much trouble for you, then just cover it all. You can afford it! “My family and I have already discussed it. I’ll give you a one-dollar gift. It means you're my only one. How perfect is that?” When she noticed I was silent, she played her final card. “If you can’t agree, then let’s forget about getting married. “You’ll never see me, your darling baby, ever again!” I looked at the detailed list of expenses on the screen. It even included $2 she had spent on a bus ride to see me. I smiled and said, “Sure. I’ll give you a $143-million gift, with more romantic meaning. And I’ll buy that apartment for your father right now.”

Missing the last bus home shouldn’t have mattered. For Daniel Rogers, however, it’s about to matter a lot more. When Daniel is picked up by a stranger, Adrian Williams, while walking home one rainy night, he doesn’t think much of it. Polite, observant, and uncomfortably familiar, Adrian is a man Daniel can’t quite place. It’s supposed to end there, of course. But then Daniel meets Adrian again. And then again. Until Daniel realizes that these meetings aren’t quite so coincidental. Adrian doesn’t just see Daniel, Adrian understands Daniel. Too well, if you ask Daniel. As if Adrian knows Daniel’s deepest, darkest secrets, the ones Daniel keeps locked safely away from prying eyes. Caught up despite himself, Daniel finds himself opening up to Adrian, feeling something he hasn’t felt in years: seen, understood, desired. But Daniel can’t shake off the feeling that something is terribly wrong, that Adrian Williams, while not quite a stranger, is definitely not quite a friend. Is Daniel to walk away from something he doesn’t fully understand, or risk everything for someone who makes him feel like he’s found home? Some people don’t just show up by accident. They show up to stay.

Six years ago, a corporate acquisition deal I handled went up in flames, and 50 billion dollars vanished into thin air. Bankrupt investors spray red paint all over my front door for a year straight. Dad died from a stroke, and Mom lost her mind and disappeared. I ended up doing six years in prison for embezzlement. After I got out, I changed my name and started delivering food in downtown, running myself ragged for a few bucks per delivery. But then my ex-wife, Shirley Pearce, showed up, and the entire delivery station ground to a halt. She had become a financial powerhouse, a regular on the covers of business magazines. Reporters blocked my delivery scooter, shoving microphones in my face. "Mr. Marcus Quinn, Ms. Pearce has been single for six years, paid off all your debts, and she's been waiting for you to come home!" I stared at that perfectly made-up woman with her adoring eyes and felt nothing but disgust. That so-called "devoted" ex-wife of mine? Six years ago, she had forged company seals to help her boy toy short the stock market. Then, when everything fell apart, she threw me under the bus to save herself.

On my birthday, my husband, Adrian Grant, suddenly showed up with my adoptive younger sister, Bella Reed, and her child, Tia Reed. When it was time to head out, he naturally arranged for Bella to sit in the front passenger seat. Then he turned to me and said calmly, "Tia gets carsick easily. The back seat is full of stuff. Since you're healthy, just take the bus." Our friends immediately chimed in, one after another, "You're the older sister. Taking care of your niece is only right." Four cars were heading out, yet not one seat was left for me, the supposed main character of the day. I sat on the bus, swallowing my grievance, and saw Adrian and Bella interacting ambiguously in the group chat. They were even talking about topics I knew nothing about. When I opened the newly sent video, nothing except leftovers remained on the table prepared for me. Adrian even treated the birthday cake I had carefully prepared as dessert, spoon-feeding it to Bella and her daughter. Someone finally couldn’t stand it anymore and asked whether this was appropriate. Adrian, who was carefully wiping Bella’s mouth, didn’t even look up. "We’re all family. Julia won’t be angry." At that point, our seven-year marriage came to its end.