Chibi Mouth

The day that I divorced my third husband, the system told me that I had completely failed my mission. I had married three times in this world and they were all targets that were supposed to fall for me. But every single one of them chose to divorce me because of Wendy Somerfield. The system pitied me for doing my best for the past 30 years, so it asked me to target my son. It said that if my son could confidently choose me, between me and Wendy, then I could live. However, it was no exception that the son I gave birth to after 40 weeks of pregnancy chose Wendy, just like my three ex-husbands. They all even pinned the cause of Wendy's illness on me. My first husband, who was my childhood sweetheart, pretended to be softhearted, but he was actually ruthless. He actually tried to convince me to donate one of my kidneys to Wendy. My second husband, who I met on a blind date, used a scalpel to personally cut open my body. My third husband, who I fell in love with at first sight, even threatened me with my son. While spitting out blood from my mouth, I agreed to their requests with a smile. However, when they saw me being pushed out of the operating room, those people who turned their backs on me went crazy.

The air in the penthouse was thick with unspoken words and the lingering heat of a shared victory. He stood before her, the ice in his gaze finally melted, revealing a raw vulnerability that stole the breath from her lungs. “This wasn’t part of the contract,” he murmured, his voice a rough caress as his thumb traced the line of her jaw. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird against the gilded cage of their agreement. “I know.” His fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck, tilting her face up to his. The world narrowed to the space between them, to the shocking warmth of his skin against hers. “Then tell me to stop, Ivy. Give me the rules. Give me the clause.” She should. Every instinct for self-preservation screamed at her to rebuild the walls, to remember he was her enemy, her jailer, her temporary husband. But as she looked into the stormy grey depths of his eyes, she saw not the ruthless CEO, but the man who had just looked at her daughter as if she were the most precious thing in the world. So, she didn’t speak. Instead, she rose onto her toes, closing the distance, her lips a breath away from his in a silent, devastating answer. The first kiss was not a conquest, but a surrender. It was not about revenge or contracts. It was a question, and in the shuddering breath he released against her mouth, she found her answer. The cold, platinum wedding band finally felt warm against her skin.

"I, Alpha Kai Xander of Blue Crest pack, denounce you, Ariel as my mate," My world came crumbling down my feet as I stare at the man I have spent these recent years of my life, worshipping and loving like he was my god. The man that gave me nothing, but assurance that we will eventually end up together as mates. Was I a joke to him? Did he say all those words to me to get in between my legs? "What are you saying, alpha?" I need someone to wake me up from this nightmare which I so much not want to be reality. "What about the promises you made to me? You told me you would be with me forever. You told me you loved me..." "This is your fate, Ariel. Promises are made to be broken, and you have no right to question my decision. You are nothing, but a stranger that knows nothing about her origin. What were you expecting? Take you as my mate and spend the rest of my life being insulted by people? Never!" As if those words means nothing, as if it won't hurt me, he spills them out, while I stand here staring at him with my mouth agape. Now, that's it. Promises are made to be broken, but I never imagined he'd break his to me. Where do I start from?

Some bad girls need a steady hand to keep them in line. I'm bad enough to need two. Two old men can teach me a lesson when I misbehave. Two hot bodies to keep me warm in bed at night. Two best friends can learn to share with a dirty mouth kid like me. After all... dirty girls need very dirty dads. Anna Josephine is nothing but trouble. She's wild and tough. Not worth anyone's time. Anna is a beautiful little girl. She is also a vulnerable young man on my case list. She is half my age and has absolutely no limits. I broke every rule in the book by giving her somewhere to stay when she was out on the street with nowhere to go. And I'm breaking all the rules of friendship by locking her up at my best friend Jack's house while he's away on business. I thought life was hard enough when I fell in love with the girl, but it got even harder when Holmes came home early and discovered a beautiful stranger was causing a ruckus in his house. And it's even harder when he has a crush on her too. He is the only man on this planet with whom I want to share my last supper. I'm happy to share that. I'm not sure how I feel about sharing Anna.

The night before our wedding, Edward Fowler's friends gather for a celebration. A full set of sex toys lies in the gift box from his tomboy bestie, Winnie Spencer. I freeze, and Winnie shouts boisterously, "Don't you dare go easy on him, Sarah. That pup might look like someone who's abstaining, but he's actually pretty wild in the sheets. "During the start of the year, he only used three of these, yet he landed me straight in the hospital with injuries that took me half a month to heal!" She then hooks an arm around Edward's neck. "Let me give you a piece of advice as your buddy—you need to learn how to be gentle once you're married. "Sarah looks so delicate, so you'd better not pull the same stunt as last time. I was just recovering, yet you dragged me into it for two whole days. I almost died in bed!" My face darkens. Winnie covers her mouth in exaggerated shock. "It's just us buddies messing around. You're not mad, are you, Sarah?" Everyone is anticipating for me to snap. But instead, I let out a soft chuckle before replying, "Why would I be? I should be thanking you for being a free tutor instead. After all, someone who's in your line of work would charge at least three hundred dollars per night just for the same lesson."

Winner of The People Choice Awards (Fiction) 2019 for Best Diverse Books When "Gossip " meets "Pretty Little Liars" and had a kid with "Sherlock Holmes". That kid is "The Bad Nerd Boy". "You know my secret now. That's really bad, Summers." He smirked. That nerd smirked! And call me crazy but at this moment, he looked goddamn hot.      "I won't tell others." I blurted the words out, hoping it gave the assurance he needed so he would let me go because even though he looked damn hot, he also looked dangerous. Trying to stop myself from trembling, I bit my lips.  His eyes caught the movement and he bent forward, filling my nostrils with the smell of dope he smoked earlier. Tilting his head, he clicked his tongue and smiled. "Wrong move." With that, he slammed his lips against mine, knocking all the air from my lungs. He kissed me with no mercy. His tongue slipped at the seam of my mouth, and my mind went blank when I felt the tip of his tongue caressing mine. Pulling away he watched me with a mischievous look on his face as he said, "now I'm going to be yours." * * * Professionally edited by Fernanda Lemos. All Rights Reserved 2018 © agatharoza

Synopsis He tossed me unto the bed, I could feel the heat emitting of his body as he laid down on me. His pelvis made contact with my ass and pressed against it. Grabbed my hands, he squeezed them by his firm grip. The hot air from his mouth surrounds my ears as he whispered to me. “Don’t expect me to be gentle for I am not a gentleman.” *** On my twenty birthday. My father had a guest, his boss. I never knew the kind of work he does but on that special night, I found out he was a servant of the world most ruthless Mafia leader. He invaded our home in an attempt to kill my father for smuggling his cash and drugs, but seeing he had a family, he showed mercy and granted my father thirty days to recover all that he had taken and as a way to compensate for his loss, I was held and taken by him in captivity and would only be granted freedom when the debts we owe have been paid off But what becomes of us after our fate intertwined and I fell in love with my captivator. Will fate decide to give us the chance of a romantic happy ever kind of life? Or will our lives go back to the way it was before we met? Can't wait to foresee what the future entails.

Yvanna Summer dreamed of marrying a billionaire as it was the only way she could think of she could be of help to her deprived family. Indeed she married one, Norman Paul dela Vega, who inherited his grandfather's multi-billion corporation. She endured her ruthless and cold-hearted mother-in-law and busy husband. Living with Norman for the past seven years, Yvanna kept her mouth shut despite the unfair treatment she received from everyone in the mansion. One morning, Norman came home from his one-week election campaign and handed her a duly signed divorce agreement. His reason? Yvanna failed to do her job being his wife. But that was not the case for her. She knew deep inside, that she was the wife material for every man. "Five million dollars for those who can give me the exact address of my wife's whereabouts!" He announced with conviction in the middle of his press conference. "Another five million dollars for those who can bring her to me alive and unscratched." Norman found her, wearing an elegant evening gown, and was the most gorgeous woman who joined the festival pageant. Without wasting a second of his time, Norman bought her flowering offer worth ten million dollars, in exchange, SAVING THE LAST DANCE for him. They got the chance to talk and claimed her to be his wife. Unfortunately, Yvanna remembers nothing about him. What would Norman do in this kind of situation?

Have you ever envisioned meeting your soulmate, only to discover that he is actually your greatest enemy? What if fate bound you both together? Will you embrace one another or turn away? Meet Alpha Theo from the Snow White Moon Pack, known as the demon Alpha. At just seven years old, he witnessed the devastating moment when the dragon king burned his parents and pack members before his eyes. The once cheerful, sweet child became a fearsome Alpha, instilling dread in all who crossed his path. He swore vengeance upon all dragons. That was, until fate led him to his promise mate, Ashton. A dragon slave on the verge of execution. "I, Alpha Theophilus Snow, reject you as my mate, you filthy dragon slave!" Ashton collapsed to his knees, blood spilling from his mouth in the wake of the rejection. Clutching his chest in agony, he looked at the demon Alpha with a bitter smile... "I, Ashton Flames, the dragon prince and son of Mathias Flames, acce—" "NOOOO!!!" A resounding voice interrupted, halting Ashton from conceding to the Alpha's rejection. Both Ashton and the demon Alpha's eyes widened in shock as the Dragon Queen appeared before them. "Mother..." Ashton murmured through his tears... Will Ashton go through with the Alpha's rejection? Or will the demon Alpha take back his refusal?

“I’ve tried so much to hate you, to forget you… I couldn’t. I know it’s hard to tell, but I’m not doing well. And not because Ari isn’t here, with me. I’m not alright without you, Alex. Even if I know there’s no way back from this for us, I still feel the need to tell you what you denied me three years ago… There was no other man… I’m yours… only yours… Always have, always will be.” He was suddenly looming over her, his face dark with passion, mouth full and moist from the mayhem he had just been creating with his tongue. “You’re mine… All mine…” They’ve never stopped being married… Hailee Baroni loves her husband more than anything. But when Alessandro started accusing her of being a cheater, when he started thinking of Ariana, their daughter, as the result of an extramarital affair, Hailee decided it was time to leave him. They lived separate lives for three long years, cutting every direct communication. But when Ariana gets abducted, the silence between them is forcibly broken. One quick glance into her deep, sad, desperate eyes and Alex knows he is the only one who can secure the little girl’s safe return, even if it means he must go back to Hailee. After all, his 'piccola' still wears his ring.