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"I love your skirt." He whispered into her ear, his hands enclosing her on both sides of the wall. "Thank you." She said and suddenly jerked the moment he squeezed her butt. "You didn't even need to try but I love that you did." He kept whispering at the same time nuzzling her and toturing her with attempted kisses. "Don't you think you crossed the line today?" "I'm not sure I ...." Before she could deny knowing what he meant he pressed his lips against hers earning him the sweetest moan from her. He pulled away and peered deep into her amber eyes while she got lost in his honey looking ones. --- Matilda a 26 year old lady is at the verge of giving up on her career as a sugar baby, one night she locks eyes with a handsome stranger who turns out to be Andre, the youngest billionaire in the city. She is in need of money and he is in need of a new sugar baby. with iresistable attraction what could possibly go wrong except for little side threats waiting for the right time to strike. The obsession of an ex-lover? A connection in the past that could tear them apart ? Or the long lustful desire of a stepbrother who would stop at nothing to get under her skirts when the opportunity raises it's head.

His best friend...His muse...His fantasy...Billionaire photographer Noah Caldwell has spent ten years biding his time for the chance to tell his best friend Raven Crowne the truth. He wants her. With the threat that brought him to her in the first place finally behind him, they begin a hot affair he's only dreamed about. And reality is far better than fantasy. Yet beautiful Raven has her own dark history, one he's trying desperately to release from her. But as their passion deepens and turns into more, his past rises up from the shadows to claim one last victim…and Noah could lose the only person he can't live without.Kelly Moran is a bestselling author of enchanting ever-afters. She gets her ideas from everyone and everything around her and there's always a book playing out in her head. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself.Kelly's interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet coffee junkie and chocoholic, but don't tell anyone. She's originally from Wisconsin, but she resides in South Carolina with her three sons, her two dogs, and a cat. She loves hearing from her readers. www.AuthorKellyMoran.comA "Must Read" on USA Today's Lifestyle blog!Exposure is created by Kelly Moran, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Everyone says I'm lucky to be Frosthowl pack's Luna because my Alpha mate, Matthew White, loves me dearly. I love roses and fireworks, so he buys all that are available on my birthday. When it's almost midnight, he kisses me tenderly and says, "I'll turn you into a Luna that everyone envies, Amber." The fireworks light up the sky above the castle of roses he's built for me, and they go on for the rest of the night. They make it seem brighter than day. He and I do it underneath the fireworks and flowers throughout the night, and I accidentally catch a cold. Matthew is so guilty that he summons the pack's best healer to treat my inconsequential cold. All the werewolves treat our mate bond as a symbol of true love. However, just moments ago, I found a torn pair of black stockings in his suit jacket's pocket. I never wear those. However, his secretary, Beth Seymour, who helps him deal with the pack's matters, wears them every day.

In the third year of my engagement to Jack, he found himself a pureblooded, sharp-fanged huntress up in the Northern Territory. The night before my birthday, he brought her to me—just to call off the bond. He looked at me, cold and distant. “Bethel and I both live for the thrill of the night hunt. You're just a greenhouse wolf—soft and sheltered. You’ll never get what makes it all so addictive.” I asked, holding back the hurt, “Did it really have to be today?” He chuckled, “Did breaking a bond require a date on the calendar?” I nodded without arguing. But the next month, we ended up in the same Blood Moon Trial up north. What he didn’t know was—I tasted the rush of the hunt, the heat of blood, and got the champion long before he even came of age. Later, on his birthday, I sealed a life bond with another powerful wolf. He looked at me, red-eyed and hoarse, voice barely his, “Did it have to be today?” I smiled back, “Life bonds need good omens. The moon’s just right tonight.”

During her interview at Valiant Industries, Mackenzie Marshal finds herself drawn in by a sexy young CEO. When she's offered a temporary job as his assistant rather than the marketing position she applied for, will she accept to gain experience at the state's most resounding firm?Despite his knowledgeable eyes and handsome face, Vincent is a demanding boss. His brilliant business mind and callous behavior leave Mackenzie confused when she finds herself falling for her jerk of a boss. She quickly realizes she'll risk everything for Valiant, from her career to her family, but will the risk be worth it.But Vincent has a secret and when Mackenzie learns the truth will she stay or make a run for it?A brand-new drama filled, enemies-to-lovers, age-gap, alpha hero, office romance from USA TODAY Bestselling author Megan Matthews.#explicit Content#Suggested age range 18+The Valiant Trilogy is created by Megan Matthews, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Just because I ate one chicken leg more than my brother, my father kicked me out of the house in the middle of a snowstorm. Later on, my father of an archeologist dug up my body. Due to my missing head, he did not recognize me. Even when he saw that the body had the same scars as I did, he did not care. Later on, my mother dug out my heart and showed it to her students. "Today, we will study the heart of someone with congenital heart disease." She once said she would recognize me no matter what I looked like. Mom, now that the only thing left of me is my heart, do you still recognize me?

Astrid turned and her jaw nearly dropped in shock. "Xavier?" Her forherr mate, who ever bullied her with his bitch for thousands of time and rejected her without any hestiation, while smiled at her brightly. "I'm here to take you home." "I am not going back with you." "You have no choice. " Xavier pulled her arm and yanked her forward ignoring her struggles. Suddenly, a deep and cold voice interrupted them. "Am I interrupting you two?" Both of them were looking back. It was Alpha Jaxon. The most powerful and crueless Alpha in the world, who owned Astrid as his surroagte. ***************************************************************** Alpha Jaxon placed her directly on top of the librarian's massive desk. His hands began to wander all over her body touching her neck, her breasts, squeezing her ass. "Alpha Jaxon." His name left her lips as a moan before she was even conscious of what she was saying. He began to push up the voluminous skirts of her gown pulling her to the edge of the desk where he pressed up against her, his erection rubbing against her and making her feel so darn hot. She moaned even louder and Alpha Jaxon kissed the top of her breasts making her shiver. When he raised his head, his eyes were darker and his voice laboured. "Today is your ovulation day, right?"

She's a rich girl. He's her housekeeper. Seth Monroe is the dream of every girl in his school. He is smart, he's drop-dead gorgeous, and captain of the Hockey team. They all want a piece of him, but he has eyes only for one girl. The girl that Seth likes is on a whole new level. she's cute, she's got the curves, she's beautiful and every adjective in Seth's dictionary. Why the hell would she pay attention to a dumb jock? Emily Mae is oblivious to Seth's sneaky glances. After all, she thinks she's as attractive as a Cheese Burger and no matter what her friend says, she feels conscious about her weight, but secretly she's had a crush on Seth, and she knows he's way out of her league. He's a handsome, six feet two Giant of hotness. She'd be lucky if he even said hi to her. Until one day Emily gets her chance. Seth's on her doorstep as a replacement for her housekeeper . [Forbidden Romance ] © Copyright 2021 KittyKash92 All Rights Reserved

My name is Rayne and I've always been alone in life. Except for him… The Demon that watches me in the night. Reavers are ruthless, blood thirsty creatures. Disguised as distinguished gentlemen in suits and ties, the brothers will kill without rhyme or reason. Everything about them is made to attract you, make you forget that you should be fucking running the opposite direction. And it works. I live in the most powerful pack in the world. But even my Alpha is afraid of the brothers. The Reaver with eyes of molten gold, hunts me like it's a fucking game. He follows me, watches me in secret, and makes himself known if I do something he doesn't like… It's been 7 years since he laid his claim on me, but he should have let me fucking drown. He tries to control every aspect of my life, but I will do what I want, when I want, and I would like to see him try and fucking stop me. In fact, I'm counting on it… I refuse to be anyone's puppet. Not the Demon who watches me, not my Alpha's, and sure as fuck not the Demon's younger brother. I've heard the whispers. I know there's something different about me... But that gives exactly no one the right to think they fucking own me. How much am I willing to give up to prove that point? I ask myself this question, and then make a choice… A choice that nearly destroys me. Lucky for me, The Darkness would never let me face this trauma alone… With The Darkness on my side, I feel fucking invincible, and I'm going to go out of my way to make sure that everyone knows exactly where I fucking stand. (Book 1 in The Reaver Chronicles Series)

I've been married to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He's a pureblood and the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I'm just a "temporary Luna" picked for a political alliance within the pack. In those nine years, he's brought home 199 women. Tonight makes it 200. She's a freshly turned Omega who flirted with Ryan at a party. He didn't turn her down. Instead, he brought her back to the home we share. When the woman walks through the door and sees me sitting on the living room couch, she doesn't bother hiding the mockery in her eyes. "Alpha Ryan, so this is the Luna you still haven't bothered to mark?" she asks with a smirk. Ryan leans back in his chair and answers lazily, "Yeah." She strolls over, looks down at me, and smiles smugly. Then, she reaches out and pats my face. Her voice is soft, but every word drips with provocation. "Make sure you listen tonight. I'll show you what it really takes to drive Alpha Ryan wild." That night, I'm forced to sit outside their door, listening to every sound as they sleep together. It feels like a ritual meant to strip me of every last shred of dignity. By morning, Ryan comes downstairs like nothing happened. His expression is cold as he orders, "Make breakfast. I want raw meat and coffee." I tell him no. Maybe he's forgotten, but we're only bound by an agreement. We've never officially been marked as mates. And today is the third-to-last day before that agreement ends.