Comforting Movies

Warning!! Warning!! Matured Content here. This book is rated 18+ and there are a lot of sexual Activities, Raw Words and Hot Romance. Read at your own Risk. Meet Dae, a sassy, rude, arrogant and bad-mouthed Billionaire daughter and a successful Millionaire woman in Korea. Watching Zee World movies had made her think every man is romantic but when she realized that all her Korean boyfriends weren't romantic like Abhishek in Twist of Fate. She decided to take a vacation to India where she met Niral Vanhi, a half India and half Mexico. Niral Vanhi is a proud sassy, rude, arrogant and bad-mouthed Billionaire in India who believes everyone is beneath him. Dae became his captive when a bet went wrong. But Niral has a deep secret. "I don't believe in plastic surgery, but in your case, go ahead," Niral said to Dae. "People say that laughter is the best medicine, your face must be curing the world." Dae fired back. Niral's father, a handsome wicked Mafia Lord, wanted Dae at all cost but she was his son Leopard Mate.

She broke the one rule her husband gave her. She got pregnant. But instead of love, she got betrayal. He pleaded with her sister to take her place as his wife. And her family said yes. Framed by her brother in law and cast out in disgrace, she was left with nothing. Brooke had expected that her life would be like the movies where her stepmother tries to ruin her life, but for Brooke it wasn’t the case. Her stepmother showered her with love while her father and sisters loathed her. Her brother and her half-sister, who was the daughter of both her father and her stepmother, were usually in the middle. It was a constant battle of who was with or against Brooke. This time even the ones that supported he were stuck after her father instructed everyone to stay away from her. Brooke vanished. FIVE YEARS LATER… She returns not as a broken woman they discarded, but as someone stronger, sharper and fearless. A mother to twins. Backed by a powerful boss who’s secretly in love with her. A world famous soccer star wants her heart. Her ex wants a second chance. But Brooke wants only one thing, she wants justice. And this time, anyone who tries to silence her or ruin her will learn the hard way: she doesn’t forgive… she strikes back.

Attending the ten-year high school reunion for the cheerleading squad and football team, I arrived in an old domestic Ford, while the parking lot was filled with Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Maybachs, and even a gold Bugatti. It was as if I were the only relic from another era. The moment I stepped out of my car, a former classmate, whose name I could no longer remember, looked at me with a sneer. “Well, if it isn’t the coach’s pet. How is it that after all these years, you’re still driving this beat-up old Ford?” “This thing looks like it belongs in a scrapyard from the last century!” During dinner, everyone gathered around the Bugatti owner, raising their glasses in celebration, while I was left ignored at the side. Only the cheerleading assistant sat next to me, raising a glass in my direction with a comforting smile. “Don’t let it get to you. Your car may be old, but I believe you’ll be driving a luxury car one day.” I let a small smirk curl at the corner of my lips and lowered my voice. “This car may look unimpressive, but it’s been fully upgraded with a carbon fiber body. It’s already worth over half a million dollars. Too bad, none of you even recognized its true value.”

CEO's Midnight Temptation: Mated To Ex’s Irresistible Alpha Boss! My face flushed with heat yet I remained unable to break free from his comforting hold. He guided me to a secluded spot while maintaining constant contact with his hand on mine. I collapsed into the chair when he managed to get me seated because exhaustion was overwhelming me. I whispered my desire to remain in his embrace while I pressed closer against him despite the chair. Your warmth surrounds me and your scent is pleasant. Rytis stopped moving while his intense stare locked onto me as he leaned forward until his lips brushed my ear. The whispered confession he delivered next made my heart race. “Mate.” My eyes locked onto him while confusion scrambled my thoughts. What did that even mean? The moment felt monumental because it seemed like a statement that could change everything. The room spun around me while a single pressing question repeated in my thoughts without stopping. What was his intention when he said ‘Mate’?

Ruby grew up sad for most of her life. Born into a society where beauty standards were seen as slender and tall, she felt low self esteem her entire life. Her family even made matters worse by ridiculing her each day, and comparing her with her younger sister. Her wolf despised her, accusing Ruby of trapping her in a fat body. She always tried to comfort herself that she wasn't fat but chubby, but no one saw her that way. After being rejected and betrayed by her boyfriend, her family, instead of comforting her, blamed her that it was her fault that he left. “You are too fat and ugly.” Her mother spat at Ruby with a look of disdain. “No man would ever want you.” Ruby wiped her tears, making a decision to transform her shape into what would be accepted. However, while she is on the journey of body transformation, she comes across a stranger who looks at her in a way that no one ever did. He didn't think she was worthless and everything about her seemed perfect in his eyes. Would Ruby give this man a chance to love her, or is she too broken to see her worth?

When my CEO wife, Nina Wynn, learned I voluntarily handed a multimillion-dollar project to her favorite assistant, Zach Channing, she thought her three-month cold treatment finally worked. Beaming, she suddenly suggested we fly to Ivesland for our long-delayed honeymoon. When Zach found out, he became jealous and threatened to quit. Panicked, she spent three days and nights comforting him, then canceled our honeymoon again with the excuse of a business trip, giving him my ticket instead. Later, she casually explained to me, "Romance is trivial. Work comes first. As the boss, I have to prioritize. You’re my husband; you should understand." I looked at Zach’s latest social post, which was a photo of the two of them leaning intimately with their hands forming a heart, and said nothing. I only nod. Thinking I’d become more thoughtful and obedient, she was pleased. She even promised to make it up to me with a more romantic honeymoon when they got back home. However, unbeknownst to her, I’d already resigned. The divorce papers were already signed, and there was no future for us ever again.

My husband, Alex Walter, was the head of the Bodyguard Association. When I was about to be killed by the kidnappers, he was comforting his childhood crush, Susan Miller, who was sobbing in his arms. While the kidnappers stopped for a meal, I called Alex five times calmly. He was angry when he finally answered. "Susan was just rescued from the kidnappers, and she needs me. If you want me to come home, stop using your own kidnapping as some excuse to compete for attention. It is pathetic!" Hearing Susan's sweet and delicate voice in the background, I had no time to argue with him. Instead, I called the Bodyguard Association. The operator informed me that Alex had pulled all the city's bodyguards away thirty minutes earlier to rescue Susan. When the kidnappers returned, they mocked Alex's heroic efforts to save Susan, mobilizing the entire force for her. If I remember correctly, this was Susan's twenty-eighth kidnapping this month. As the kidnappers approached me with guns and tasers, I closed my eyes in despair. Before I died, I used all my strength to send Alex one last text message, [No matter what, I loved you. Move on from me.]

"Take me, please." This time into his ear. He sat up some and grabbed my hips pulling me on to him harder. The deeper he went the more I lost control. I could tell he was holding back. Maybe he was afraid to hurt me. The bruises, because of what he knows about my past, He thinks he has to treat me like I'm fragile. I looked straight into his eyes. "I can take it, please, I want you to make me yours." I was begging him now. I saw his face change as he sat up and pushed my legs up higher. Suddenly he was slamming into me… ***** When Sandra married Ryan she thought she had married her hero. A young bright police detective on his way up. It wasn't long before she realized she was wrong. A narcissistic abusive man with the support of the city and the police department. She was trapped. Caged. Until the night of her monthly trip to the movies with the friends she was allowed. The other police detective’s wives. She saw his eyes as he leaned against the wall. A tinge of recognition as she walked past him. Then everything went dark.

(WARNING : R-18 content) --------------------- "What is this perfume on your neck? Tell me, I want to know." "No perfume. It's just the smell of my skin, combined with the adrenaline generated from the moment I saved you, the pleasure I'm feeling on this bed while I'm laying on top of your naked body." - The love told in the movies doesn't exist. Romance doesn't exist. The only thing that exists is sex, pure, violent, wild, a breathtaking combination of sensations of pleasure and new fragrances to explore. This is precisely what Kora Night does, creating new essences drawing inspiration from the smells and sensations of her lovers around the world. "Perfumes are the essence of life itself. They cannot be explained. Where words fail, perfumes release the most intense and hidden emotions of the ego, awakening the darkest and most primordial instincts of human beings." Kora's career started to take off, and everything proceeded according to plan, when during one of her business trips, she lived the most beautiful night of her life, the night that will change everything. --------------------- I sincerely hope you'll enjoy reading my original novel :) comments and reviews will always be appreciated! p.s. With this story I will try to make you live some of the emotions I experienced in my life, so in a sense, this novel is 'inspired by a true story'. Good reading!

For years, i have been hopelessly in love with my uncle, who has always been a comforting figure in her life. I know it's not right. Trust me, i do. But my love is not a simple, innocent affection—it’s a dark, consuming obsession. My feelings for him have been building up for years. Distance can never be a barrier to my feelings for my uncle. When i got accepted into college in my city, I seized the chance to move in with him, determined to be close to the man I love. Living under his roof, my feelings grew deeper, and my desperation became more dangerous. “He doesn’t see me. Not like I want him to. But damn it, I can’t stop wanting him.” "I’d burn my whole world down if it meant he’d notice me for one second.” There’s just one problem: My uncle is engaged to another woman. “She doesn’t even know him the way I do. How could she be his wife? I’ve known him my whole life." "No one can ever take him away from me. I have always been HIS, and I will surely make him MINE. "MY UNCLE IS MINE"