Caesar Roses And Champagne Novels & Stories

"We shouldn't be doing this, Jax," I release a shaky breath, my eyes half-shut, my mouth partially open as I fight the burning desire that is threatening to burn me whole. "I know. I know. But I can't seem to hold back the desire no matter how hard I fight it. It's consuming me, Eliana. I want you so bad. Every single part of you. Everything. Right now, right here." He said, his hot breath fanning my face and sending a forbidden shiver down my spine. "Please tell me you want me too. You want me as badly as I want you. Tell me that your body is burning for me to touch you..." I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart. He knows damn well that I want him as much as he wants me and he was daring me to say it loud. God, I hate that I want him so badly. __________ After her boyfriend, Ethan, betrayed her after years of helping him with hockey training and being a supportive girlfriend, Eliana decides to make him pay.And only person who can help Eliana revenge against her scum ex-boyfriend is her Stepbrother, Jackson Harrison, her ex-boyfriend's biggest team rivalry. Eliana has no choice but to team up with her Stepbrother in order to defeat her ex-boyfriend's hockey team. Eliana makes a deal with her Stepbrother Jackson. She'll help Jackson to learn Ethan's weaknesses and he agrees to the deal because it's beneficial to him too. He really needs to win against Ethan's team to qualify for the champions. The Deal is simple and straight to the point, and Eliana is so focused to get revenge against her ex-boyfriend. However, what Eliana never realized was that she had made a deal with the devil...

Widowed mother of two, Amaliah Rivers starts working for her late husband's enemy; Tech billionaire Caesar Masterson to earn enough money to take care of her twin daughters and pay the debts her late husband left behind. Caesar falls in love with the beautiful Amaliah and is determined to win her heart despite her defiance and dislike for him.

Nate caught her hand as she turned away. “Say yes, Dahlia.” She didn’t look at him. “To what this time?” His smile was slow, dangerous. “To letting me eat you tonight” Her breath stilled. “You don’t take hints, do you?” “Only the ones that sound like maybe.” His thumb traced her palm, his voice low enough to make her heartbeat trip. She pulled back, just barely. “Goodnight, Nate.” He grinned, unbothered. “Night, wife. I’ll ask again tomorrow.” *********** When ruthless CEO Dahlia Reyes discovers her boyfriend and her best friend in bed together-and plotting to steal her inheritance—she does the most un-Dahlia thing imaginable. She drinks too much and wakes up married to a sex worker. Her “husband,” Nate, is charming, infuriating, and far too comfortable calling her wife. Dahlia’s ready to annul the whole disaster-until she learns she legally can’t for a year. Desperate to save face (and maybe twist fate in her favor), Dahlia decides to use the fake marriage to her advantage. What she doesn’t know is that Nate isn’t the broke drifter and he's watching her with equal parts amusement and admiration. Now, between public appearances, the plotting of the evil people ready to ruin their lives, staged affection, and the slow burn of something too real to fake, Dahlia’s carefully built walls begin to crack. And Nate? He’s determined to make sure she falls-for him, for real, and hard. A story of betrayal, accidental vows, and the slow, intoxicating fall between a woman who doesn’t believe in love and a man who plans to prove her wrong.

“You know I love your c*ck more than anything,” Julian moaned. My mind struggled to process what I saw, and my heart felt like it had stopped beating. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. “Harder! Ugh.” That was Julian. My husband. The one I’d been married to for three whole years. My husband was having sex… with a man! *** Delilah is the definition of a trophy wife. Once an orphan with a rocky childhood, her life changes when she gets married to her knight in charming armor. Their marriage is like that out of a movie, but everything she has ever wanted changes three years later when Julian grows distant. Still clinging to the hope that their love can be saved, Delilah plans the perfect anniversary surprise, only to walk in on her husband tangled in bed with his male assistant! Devastated and humiliated, she leaves everything behind. The marriage. The mansion. The life she thought was hers. She takes the last flight to New York City, determined to start over. She’s desperate, drowning in dismay when a job interview leads her straight into the lion’s den: Calix Knight. Her ex-husband’s ruthless billionaire uncle. He’s powerful, intense, and nothing like the men she’s known. And for reasons she can’t understand, he takes a keen interest in her. Is Delilah falling for the wrong man twice? Or has she finally met the one worth breaking every rule for?

After Jasmine’s father puts their pack in debt, the Lycan kings offer her father a deal to pay off the pack's debt in exchange for his daughter. Unfortunately, her father doesn’t hesitate in selling her off to the Lycan kings and she has no choice but to obey her father’s order. The rumors she has heard about the powerful and wealthy Lycan kings who ruled over all four groups of packs were beyond terrible! Things get more twisted when she finds out she’s mated all three of the Lycan kings! Can she soften the hearts of the cruel Lycan kings? Or will the new life she's thrust into completely ruin her?

After Caesar Shepherd went overseas with his lover, Florence Lane, about a month passed with no news about Ivy Rivers. Only then did Caesar realize something was wrong. When he had time, he gave his secretary, Morgan, a call. "How's the wound on Ivy's leg? Is she still angry at me for taking her skin for Florence's skin graft?" The opposite side of the line was quiet for a long time. Then, Morgan said softly, "Ms. Rivers was discharged from the hospital and left the residence a month ago." Caesar finally remembered Ivy's eyes full of despair and determination on the day he protected Florence in his arms when the hotel collapsed. That wasn't sorrow. No. That was goodbye.

Ava St. James has walked down the aisle four times—and buried every “forever” along the way. At seventy, she’s traded vows for vintage champagne and decided love looks best from a distance. Then along comes Marcus du Prée—handsome, grounded, and far too young to be interested. A gardener, he says. Except the roses he tends belong to his estate, and the dirt under his nails hides a fortune he’d rather forget. When Ava’s flamboyant New Orleans clan crashes into Marcus’s refined Pasadena world, sparks fly, secrets bloom, and one improbable romance dares to take root. For the Fifth Vow is a sparkling romantic comedy about late love, Southern pride, and the kind of courage it takes to say “I do” when everyone else says you shouldn’t. Witty, wise, and full of heart, it reminds us that some vows aren’t meant to end—they’re just waiting for the right season to begin.

Jenna’s life shatters when a dangerous-looking stranger corners her asking about Alpha Caesar, the most feared man on campus, survival instinct kicks in. She lies straight to his face and runs. But fate has other plans. She thinks she's escaped. She's wrong. The man in her bathtub proves it. Caesar—the ruthless alpha himself—is barely alive in her bathtub, his memories scattered like the trail of carnage he left behind. Jenna patches him up, counting the hours until she can shove him out her door and reclaim her quiet life. But when Caesar's eyes finally open, everything changes. He looks at her like she's the answer to a question she never asked. His words raw and impossible; "Mate." One word. Her whole world tilts. Because if Caesar believes she's his mate, whoever tried to kill him will be coming for her next. And the man who can't remember his own name somehow remembers her in ways that make her blood run cold. How can Jenna escape from the possessive grip of the Alpha who have sworn to never let her go?

Kate Jones was a beautiful and strong girl. Her father beat her a lot because he blamed the death of Kate's mother on the poor girl, but she survived it. She didn't know it was not her biological father until she was 18, and her real father was killed when her mother was pregnant with her. She was devastated. But what her stepfather told her was only a tip of the iceberg. Her real identity was a werewolf! She didn't know that until she met her mate, Caesar Edwards, the Alpha of Silvermoon Crest. Kate feared wolf because she witnessed her mother being killed by a wolf when she was a kid. Kate didn't believe that she was actually one of them. But Caesar's love moved her. She finally decided to accept the truth and embrace her werewolf identity. She thought she would shift into the wolf shape on her birthday successfully. But weeks before Kate's birthday, she was threatened by her rival's mother and had to leave Caesar. Then her nightmare began... What happened to Kate later after she left Caesar? Would Kate welcome the she-wolf successfully on her birthday? And when would Kate find that she had the strongest and purest bloodline of werewolf? Would Kate and Caesar live happily after?

I'm a nationally certified animal trainer running the Lion King, Caesar's final assessment. I've barely stepped into the enclosure corridor when the steel guillotine door slams down behind me. My wife's laughter crackles over the loudspeaker. "Everyone, we're doing the ultimate challenge today! We're locking the so-called number-one animal trainer in the Lion King's enclosure and taking bets on whether he wets himself in ten minutes!" Caesar crouches low and rumbles a warning. I reach for my tranquilizer gun but stop cold. The liquid isn't the right color. In a phony sing-song voice, the veterinarian, Hugh Archer, says, "Lucian, I forgot to mention, I swapped your tranquilizer darts for pepper spray so you won't hurt Caesar by mistake. "You two are so close. Just win him over with love!" I look at Caesar, his eyes bloodshot from the stimulant, and it clicks. Hugh still resents that I stopped him from touching a tiger with his bare hands a few days ago. I tune out the trash blaring over the loudspeaker, pull a remote from my pocket, and hit the button. It's the master switch for the electric fence gates around every predator enclosure in the zoo. If I don't make it out, no one does.