Clark "mouth" Devereaux

This story is about the downfall and the rise of a family. If you are looking for a good family drama with a happy ending, this is the book for you. Note: This isn't a romance story. ******* Mr Williams is a very popular pastor in New York City, but his biggest mistakes, is that he always wants to control the life of his family. But not everyone would love to be controlled... Alicia Williams is just as stubborn as her father, she disowned her father due to her hatred for him, and also left his house. She's lucky enough to meet Eric Davis, but little did she know that Eric is much more worse than her father. He is the devil!. Anna williams isn't anything like her sister Alicia. She's more like the obedient child. She does whatever her father orders her to do, abd that lands her in a very abusive relationship. Calrk Williams the unloved son of Mr Williams, wanted nothing but to be loved by his father. In his search for love, he met Ray a married man. Ray didn't only made Clark feel loved but also turned him into a gay. Austin Williams only dream is to be an artist, but his father Mr Williams ordered him to be a doctor instead. Now he has a void inside of him, and the only way he could fill that void was by taking drugs(cocaine). Martha Williams, wife of Mr Williams. Could not do anything to help her kids from their downfall, why? Because she had a secret, a secret she couldn't let out in the open, a secret that her dear husband used in blackmailing and controlling her. *Is okay to make a mistakes, but it's not okay when you don't learn from it️

One day, Fisya Jazira lost all her savings and the small apartment she had bought with great difficulty. What's even sadder is that all of this was the work of her lover—Dean Brasta. She, who was on the verge of despair, decided to commit suicide. However, just as she was about to do that, suddenly a call stopped Fisya's steps. The call 'Mama' came out of the mouth of the boy who was hugging her leg. That boy was Adnan Adzura, the son of a famous billionaire—Regan Adzura. It's not enough to stop there. Fisya is faced with many bodyguards pointing guns at her. Finally, a proud and handsome man approached her and confessed that Adnan was his son. Upon hearing that name, Fisya finds out that he is not a random man, but the CEO of a well-known company—Regan Adzura dan the man asked her to make an agreement to be a surrogate mother for his son for 1 year. Will Fisya agree to it?

Tormented by her family for a long three years, Haya thought her life would be filled with happiness after she started to date one of the handsome guys on the campus secretly, the soon to be Alpha King of her pack, Rubel Kane Bridger. But the beautiful life she dreamt of came crashing down when Rubel dumped her after getting to know about her pregnancy. He forced her to abort the pup and keep her mouth shut. Frightened, humiliated and heartbroken, when she was dealing with the lowest phase of her life, she came across the heartthrob of the campus, Aaron Samuels, the beta of her neighbouring pack, a typical attractive guy who loved to make out and have nightstands with girls. Staying in a shell and making no good friends her entire life, a fact left Haya in shock— Aaron knew everything about her. And he was always there for her after the first clash.

"You can't just touch me however you please." I spat angrily as he runs his fingers along the curves of my breast. The words leaving my mouth not corresponding with the wetness in my underwear. "Is that so? Do you want to know why I can do whatever I want with you?" He asks but I don't answer. "Because I own you." Aurelia's life revolved around working long hours at multiple jobs to take care of bills but mostly to pay off her father's gambling debt. She comes home to find that she has been sold off to a mob boss by her father to save himself. Read more to find out what happens on Aurelia's journey as the mob boss' possession. Rated 18+ contains: Violence Sexual Content Vulgar Language.

Charlotte Watson, a twenty-five year old rising pop star has been with Alexander Calloway for four years and married for two. When she comes back home after a tour to see her husband has started treating her coldly, she’s confused and wonders if he has a new woman. Alexander has always been loyal to his wife. What happens when he hears rumors about her? Will he dismiss them? Or will he let it foster and end up ruining his marriage? ~•~ His head whipped to the side from the impact of my slap. His mouth fell open, surprised I’d raised my hand on him. He tried to speak but I didn’t let him. “How dare you, Alex?” I questioned, burning with anger. “How dare you accuse me of such!?”

Three people who were best friends from childhood ends up in a deadly triangle and everyone has their scheme to break that triangle but never expected the turn of events in their lives. Join the journey of their schemes and the result which was never expected by any of them. ------------- Shrishti, who grew up with love from everyone around her and with people who always take care of her the moment she opens her mouth, never expected to lose her first love. But then more than that she never expected to get into an arranged marriage part for sure. She was not against it but she was just not ready with the things she had to face because of that scheme. However, she doesn't want to break the promise she made to herself to not disturb her friends no matter what happens and just deal with whatever she has to go through. Somehow, it was more than she could handle by the end of it.

I waited for my fiancé, Charlie Boyd, to arrive for the wedding, but the one who pushed the door open was Conrad Parker, the deranged son of his family’s chauffeur. Amid the crowd’s mocking laughter, Charlie’s elegant secretary, Crystal Henderson, covered her mouth and said with a smirk, “Your future husband has come to pick you up. Shouldn’t you hurry off and marry him?” “As for Mr. Boyd, I’ll make sure to keep him company today.” Just then, Charlie strolled to the doorway with practiced nonchalance. “It was just a prank. Why the sour face? “That idiot is nothing but a lunatic. Just treat it like a childish game of make-believe.” I met the amused gleam in his eyes and said calmly, “He came wearing a groom’s suit to pick up his bride—how could that be a game?” “If we are marrying, then let it be a real ceremony.”

I fell in love with the nanny's son. After boldly pursuing him, he reluctantly agreed to marry me. But I never expected his young lover to storm into my home like a madwoman, prying my mouth open to pour scalding water down my throat, pressing me into a sink full of dirty water, and finally pushing me down the stairs. My husband stood by my hospital bed, looking at my broken body with disdain. "Irene, every moment with you makes me sick," he spat, barely able to hide his impatience for my death. Yet, when I finally died, he sobbed uncontrollably in public, playing the role of the devoted, heartbroken husband. "Irene, don't leave me! You have no idea how much I wanted to die with you!" At that, I spoke softly from behind him. "Is that so?"

I was done. Done with men. Women say it all the time; they get fed up, throw their hands in the air, and vow a life of celibacy—until the next chiseled chest comes into view and then they’re foaming at the mouth and wiping the drool from their chins. But this was different, I really meant it. I’d been manhandled by the last pig that would ever bring his sausage near me. After one of the nastiest divorces in history, followed by some of the crudest and raunchiest dates, I’d decided to bat for the other team. …At least I tried. But creating the next Brat Pack hadn’t been on the agenda. Neither had my date’s brother, Collier West. And I wasn’t prepared for finding true love at the end of my gal-pal tryst. Girl Crush is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

"You think you can play with my feelings, kitty?!" I could feel the intensity of his voice. I stepped back, feeling the wall behind me. "Who said I am playing with your feel~" I was cut off by his strong fist that landed beside my head, making me gasp in horror. "You, sitting on the lap of that bastard! Dakota Weasly, you just dug your boy toy's grave!" his voice boomed like thunder, deafening my ears. "He's not my boy toy, Martin. He's my boyfriend, and I like h~" Again, I was cut off, but not by his fist this time. His kiss ravished my mouth like I was his last meal. Before I could say something, my hands, like they had minds on their own, were slowly wrapping around his head. My tongue slid inside of his mouth while a moan escaped from me, making him deepen our kiss. When we stopped, we both gasped for air. "Do you like him?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. "Martin, I..." I suddenly lost my tongue. "I'll count till three. You must answer well, or I'll tell Luke to shoot him now!" "What?!" I asked, shocked. "Martin, what did you do to him?" I pleaded with my eyes, which became watery, but he just sneered. "Worried, huh?!" as he was about to call someone, I grabbed the phone and shouted... . Dakota Weasly was an easy-going, independent fashion designer from New York. She was strong-headed, who never stopped till she got what she wanted. This charming young lady accidentally bumped into the notorious mafia leader, Martin Marcini. The leader of Scared-faced Gang, one of the scariest mafia in Italy. . What could happen when an easy-go-lucky young lady played the heart of the scariest, gorgeous young man in the state?