Chill Oc

"Please don't do this. I beg of you." I mustered up the courage to speak these words. My voice is pleading, and my eyes are desperate to get to him. "I can't wait any longer. You don't know how bad I want you; even your tears turns me on." His face came closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, and his words sent a chill down my spine. When a dangerous captor sets his sights on a young girl, he knows he needs to have her, even if it means taking her against her will.

La vie est un conte de fées et elle en est l’héroïne ! C’est du moins ce que pense Analia en se préparant pour la prestigieuse soirée qui va marquer son entrée dans le monde adulte.Elle a le privilège de vivre sur l’archipel d’Eden Island où tout n’est qu’ordre, harmonie et beauté ! Alors que partout ailleurs la montée des eaux a depuis longtemps réduit les continents à quelques îles arides disséminées sur l’océan où les populations luttent pour leur survie.Mais Aylan, nouvellement arrivé sur l’archipel, ne va-t-il pas changer à jamais le destin de l’adolescente en lui montrant la face sombre du paradis ?Du rêve au cauchemar, il n’y a parfois qu’un pas…

"Jamie, I've decided. I'm ready to join you at Hillridge as your exclusive screenwriter. I'll be there by the end of this month!" Melanie huddled in a quiet corner on the set as she made the call, a pregnancy test report clutched in her hand. She tried to shake off the chill from the freezing weather, but her hands and feet still felt painfully cold. Jamie's voice at the end of the line was a deep and pleasant baritone. "Your talent has long deserved a bigger stage. For eight years, you've turned me down nearly a hundred times for Ken's sake. Are you ready to leave him this time?" "Yes. I'm leaving him for good!" She clenched the pregnancy test report, her lips a bitter smile.

"Spread those legs wide for me, kitten. I want you to feel me as I fill your warm confines." My brother, Damian whispered into my ears sending a delicious chill spreading throughout my body." But... this is wrong, you are my..." My next words died in my throat as he thrust into me, a moan tearing through my mouth.*************Mia was always the apple of her brothers eyes until he turned eighteen. His behavior towards her changed even leaving home.When she turns eighteen, shock hits her when she realizes that he was her mate.How?Could this be a mistake?Is there a chance this forbidden Passion can bloom to something beautiful or will they shun the idea?

Lee, Simon, Hans, Elliot, Dylan, Karlisle, and Steffan are close friends ever since they were in middle school. But as they became mature and grew as sought-after and eligible bachelors in the society, it was extremely hard for them to see each other and get together.Lee then thought it would be a wonderful idea if they take a week-long vacation, just so they could enjoy themselves, become reunited, and chill while far from the stress and noise of the city.However, this same week-long getaway will become the beginning of the romantic and steamy relationships between some of them, waking up their desires towards each other that have been bottled and unbeknownst to them for some while.The hidden love and desire they hid from each other will slowly be revealed, and with this, will they all stay as friends?Or will completely take over?

“You walked into my room, Astrid. No bra. No panties. What did you expect me to do? Pray?” “I expect you to look away.” “Look away?” he chuckled in a low, dangerous tone as he trod toward me. “Baby, I've looked away for damn five years.” ~ When Astrid returns home for summer, she's expecting chill nights and zero drama. Except her brother's best friend–Rhett Rivers–is crashing at their house. And he has grown into every bit of the trouble she shouldn't want. One time at a party leads them to an unforgettable one nightstand What if Astrid Cole realizes she'd not just had sex with her brother's best friend but also let him touch her in some kind of way she never felt?

Llevo diez años casada con Nicolás. He conocido a cada una de sus novias. Cada vez que se aburría y quería cambiar, yo era su mejor pretexto para terminar con ellas: —Si te casas conmigo, vas a terminar igual que ella. Nos acostumbraríamos tanto el uno al otro que se perdería toda la emoción. En nuestro aniversario de bodas, yo le secaba las lágrimas a la universitaria que acababa de dejar, mientras él llevaba a su nueva conquista al cine. Cuando se acabó el paquete de pañuelos, fue como ver un reflejo de mi pasado. Así que le pedí el divorcio. Su reacción fue de una confusión genuina, algo raro en él. —¿No vas a esperar un poco más? Tal vez lo nuestro pudo funcionar. Le dediqué una sonrisa vaga, sin responder, y compré un boleto de avión para cruzar el océano. Ya no podía esperar a que cambiara, así que decidí dar el primer paso.

"I had enough of this toxicity!" she yelled at him. "I'm a toxic man, lyubov and I would like to be with you in a toxic relationship and stay happy rather than to be in a healthy relationship and become unhappy for the rest of our lives." he rasped in her ear making chill ran down her spine. "But I don't want all of this. I want peace in my life." she said disagreeing with him. "I can't help in it lyubov, you have to bear it even if you like it or not." he smirked at her. *** What will happen when Rooh Sharma an Indian college girl will stumble into Mikhail Igor Gorbachev the Russian mafia's life. The both are poles apart and have their own principles. Who will change whom or will they end up together or not?

"You want a divorce?" His voice was ice, sending a chill down her spine. "You'll never get it." For three years, Bellatrix devoted herself to Cillian Laurent—Miami’s ruthless tycoon and her indifferent husband—hoping to earn his love. But when she’s diagnosed with a life-threatening illness, she realizes the bitter truth: she was never his choice. Just a placeholder for the woman who abandoned him… and has now returned. Determined to reclaim her life, Bellatrix demands a divorce. But the man who once ignored her now refuses to let her go. As buried secrets unravel, she discovers their twisted marriage was never what it seemed. Can she break free from a love that was never hers? Or will his obsession destroy them both?

Fresh from a business trip, my husband swept me into his arms and pulled me toward the bathroom for a passionate shared bath. As our lips met in a dizzying kiss, I noticed something odd out of the corner of my eye: the toilet lid was down. Seven years ago, after reading an online article claiming that men urinating while standing could splash bacteria onto the seat, he insisted we always keep the lid up for hygiene's sake. In all our years of marriage, it had never been lowered until now. A chill ran through me. The bathroom was pristine, not a stray hair in sight. But then I noticed the shower's water temperature was set five degrees higher than the 98.6°F he always preferred. Men preferred cooler water, and women warmer. In an instant, I realized that Nick Doyle had betrayed me.