Claire Abbott Naked

Blurb Having no one in your life seems hard but for Ayato it’s only normal, so what if he doesn’t have anyone? As long as he have money. But the problem is he doesn’t have money too. No one to lean on + No money= Seige Ayato. Ayato decided to enter S University where they give everything for free and pays money , but when he entered the University that’s so good to be true he discovered it’s darkest side where he met Yuuki Toshita his assigned ‘Personal Trainer’. Personal Trainers in S University aren’t normal trainers that you expect to be, Personal Trainers there train other ‘things’. They train your body in different ways, they teach you different styles and positions in different ways. Ayato decided to apply the V Course to avoid other ‘lessons’ but one day Yuuki-sensei showed up in his dorm one day naked! What will Ayato do to avoid the ‘things’ he don’t wanted to do?

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan. According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf. Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one. Before he woke up, I escaped quietly. But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful! Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?! --- The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..." If the last Lycan was the Devil, I thought I might want to go to hell. --- When I rescued the last Lycan from his cage, I never thought that one day, I would be put into a cage by him.

"I am trouble itself little Rossi. When you see me, you should run towards the opposite direction. She took a step, then two , closing the small distance between us, her blue eyes sparkling dangerously. "Well, Ivan...the 101th fact to learn about m......I love Trouble. I run towards it," her tongue darts out and she licks my shoulder, "..not away from it." No doubt about that. I mean she still thought I was responsible for her family's murder, yet here she is_ completely naked before me. ****** _Family _Vendettas _Pregnancy and a Secret revenge plan. Cecilia's life is a telenovela on steroids. When Ivan Petrov, the Mafia's coldest Boss and the man who ordered her family's massacre - bids a fortune for her, things get messy, complicated and kind of HOT. But one thing was certain. She'd avenge her family. Even if she has to sleep with the devil to get to him.

"Do you miss me Bella...mia" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep. She stood frozen looking at him with wide eyes. "W..what.." she tried speaking but immediately closed her mouth breathing hard. She glared at him HARD while a handsome smirk appeared on his face. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" she said,his eyes moving across her body especially on her exposed legs. He suddenly stood on his feet and she moved back, his presence affecting her. "What happened to your elbow" he asked. That was actually the first thing he noticed when she stepped out of the bathroom with a red towel wrapped around her tiny frame. "Why should I tell you that. I owe you no explanation" She said feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinized gaze. He took three long strides towards her before pinning her to the wall, his hot breath fanning her neck. Lexi could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes met his ocean blue eyes. She hates to deny it but he grew much more handsome than before. A slow smirk appeared on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lexi shook, trying to push him off but he stood gallantly like a statue, his height towering above her. " Let me ..go.. now" her voice hoarse. " I hate repeating myself Lexi. You might wanna start talking" Lexi Thompson, a retired cop, is trapped in a toxic game of cat and mouse with Antonio Saint Claire, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Lexi Thompson thought she'd escaped Antonio Saint Claire's toxic grasp but his obsession runs deep. Now she must play by his rules to preserve her sanity. Will she find a way to break free, or will their twisted love consume them both ?.

Because of a request of a dearest friend who almost like her sister, Mary Claire Reyes became George Franchester secretary para bakuran ang binata sa mga babaeng gustong maging boyfriend ito. Pero hindi naging madali ang lahat, because her heart fell in love with him in the process. She distance herself to stop her feelings towards him from growing pero talagang mapagbiro ang tadhana, dahil kung gaano niya iniiwasan ang boss niya ay siya namang lapit nang lapit nito sa kaniya and made her fall madly in love with him, irrevocably. Now, she's in a huge dilemma. She needed to make a choice between prevailing her mind against her heart to make her friend happy or let her heart win and abondon all reasoning and just be happy with him.

It had been the fifth year of my marriage, and I was about to reveal everything to my husband after pretending to be poor for so long. However, his childhood sweetheart had just returned from studying abroad. With a cruel smile, my mother-in-law sneered, "Claire and Thomas are a much better match. "Not like some trash who isn't even fit to show up in public." She and my sister-in-law had waited for the perfect moment, drugging me and teaming up with the childhood sweetheart to accuse me of being a mistress. The result? I had lost my baby. In a single night, I had lost everything. The position as a vice president of a major company, our lakeside mansion, the limited-edition sports cars... I would make sure it was all gone! I would make them beg for my mercy. I would make sure they came crawling on their knees!

Tyche Claire Tuaze (16) was forced to act as Clarisse De Marquez in front of Achilles family while the real Clarisse is not around, in order to set her mother free in jail. She met Evander Achilles na may pagkamasungit sakaniya sa una, pero biglang bumait sa huli kaya napa-isip siya na kung tama pa bang ituloy ang kaniyang pangloloko sa Achilles. Because of her mistakes, she regret it for years until she's being bond with Achilles again. She knows how hard it is to be with someone she fool from her past. Makakamit kaya niya ang totoong katotohanan hinggil sa pagkakamali niyang iyon? Or it will be her Sweet Mistake because she get to know him more? Like a wave come from within, it turns calm and beautiful because a storm vanished, a happy ending will arise.

"I thought you loved me?" Tears stream down her cheeks as she barges into her supposed alpha boyfriend, having sex with another woman right on the bed. Seeing their naked body, she feels like a dagger is thrust into her heart. "How dare you barge into my room like that? Are you out of your mind?" Alpha Ren roars at her without shame as he stands on his feet, naked. His eyes burns in rage. "What gave you the right..." A hot slap lands across his cheek before he can finish his statement, but turns out that it was the biggest mistake she'd ever commit in her life. She shouldn't have tried that, but now she did. Will the alpha forgive her for this crime she has committed? Will she be able to take the pain of seeing the man she has been with for three years, just cheated on her?

Five years into my marriage to Dante Moretti, the Don of the Chicago Outfit, the entire underworld knew he loved me more than life itself. He’d had a violin—for me—tattooed right next to his family crest, a symbol of loyalty that could never be erased. Until I got the photo from his mistress. A cocktail waitress, sprawled naked in his arms, her skin marred by the dark bruises of rough sex. She had scrawled her name right next to the violin he’d gotten for me. And my husband had let her. "Dante says only being inside me makes him feel like a man anymore. You can’t even get him hard anymore, can you, sweet Alessia? Maybe it’s time to step aside." I didn't reply. I just made a single call. “I need a new identity. And a plane ticket out.”

"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."