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“Is there something I can help you find, love?” His rich, smoky, slightly accented voice made it hard for me to concentrate. “I…uh. I…I was w-wondering w-where the c-coffee maker was.” Was that my voice? Since when did I sound like a sultry sex kitten? I slowly looked up. I was met with his intense baby blues and once again my body, the treasonous bitch, reacted to him. It took all I had to swallow and don’t think I missed for one second the way his eyes followed my natural body function. This man was sex incarnate and if I was being forced to cohabitate with him I was going to have to be extra careful. “I don’t drink that shit.” His mouth pulled to the side in his trademark smirk. “Then what’s in that?” I point to his mug. “It’s tea.” He said, trying not to smile. “Close your mouth, love. Unless you want me to put something in it?” He whispered in my ear.

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.

Four years and three months—one thousand, five hundred and forty-seven days—I have known Celia was mine. I have watched over her, listened to her, protected her. There is nothing I have not done and would not do to keep her safe and mine. What it started as. I do not know. but now it can only be defined as an obsession. Celia is mine. Like me, she has known it all this time. Why she is suddenly fighting me as our wedding day draws closer, I do not understand. It does not matter. The day is nothing more than a formality. I have never claimed to be a good or patient man. For her I was. That time is at an end. My kitten is baring her claws. She will find the veneer of civility I show the world is far thinner than she ever imagined—for in the end I am Bratva. We take what we want, ruthlessly and completely, and we never let it go. his novel includes spankings and rough sexual scenes. If such things offend you, please do not purchase.

The lovelies only between the couple who done love marriage??? Can’t It be in arranged marriage??     Who said love is only between same-age people?? It can be between any age people.    Harshal Sanghi and Pankaj Mittal are coupled with an age gap of 7 years.    While Harshal is an 18 years old girl who had an aspiring dream for her career.    Pankaj Is a 25 years old and successful charted Accountant. He had his firms.     On their first meeting, she will become his little kitten but, she is not an easy girl to take everything so, so it ended up with a harshal warning. Why did he get warned by her in the first meet?? What made her show her tough side to him??    They both tie the knot with their parent's choices. Will they fall in love with each other?? Will she achieve her dreams??? Will he be her support?? will their arranged marriage last forever???          This is my first book and totally from my imagination. This book had love and family emotions. Let's travel together through their journey. Hope you all will like it and support me.

Warning: This story contains BDSM steamy scenes, mature language, and forbidden romance.Recommended for readers who enjoy emotionally intense and sexually charged love stories with depth. ……. My father is a powerful politician. His enemies killed my mother. Now they want me. To keep me alive, he hires the most expensive security company in the city. Three men show up at my door and drag me to a secret beach house. Dante, Nikolai and Enzo My bodyguards. My captors. I’m a medical student. I’m supposed to study for exams, not stitch up gunshot wounds and listen to bloody stories that make my thighs press together. I should hate them.I should be begging to go home, not aching for the men that might destroy me. Instead, I let them pin me to the wall, big bodies caging me in, heat rolling off their skin as rough hands toy with the buttons of my shirt. One of them leans down and growls in my ear, “We’ve wanted to do this since the first day we laid eyes on you kitten”

I glue my back to the door hoping it would swallow me up as a whole. “Is my feisty kitten scared now?” his 6’2 tall figure towering over me. Pulling up his right hand from his pocket, he grips onto my nape, bringing my face infront of his, mingling our breaths. I attach my hands to his chest in an attempt to put some distance between us. My efforts turn futile when he won’t budge but instead shoves his face into the crook of my neck inhaling my scent. “There is no point in running away now, kitten. You are already trapped” he speaks against my skin. Sparks erupt through my body, travelling down my spine and settling between my legs. Another hand going around my waist pulling me closer to dig his face deeper into my neck. “No wonder you always had men swarming around you all the time!” his deep growls affecting me in a way it shouldn’t.

As a boy living his last day as a teenager, in just a few hours he would be a 20 years old boring college dude. In all those 19 years nothing interesting in particular has happen in his life and he live an ordinary normal life. But all that was about to change when he woke up in the middle of the night on his birthday as his family wished him along with the best ''Birthday Gift'' ever. But little did he know that that was the last birthday he would ever celebrate..... as a Human. What will become of the main character as he step his way into the demon world and what he thought would be the start of an alternate world adventure turns out to be a railroad of mysteries of the Demon World and the un-ending connections that might or might not have to do with his unknown past. Can he solve the questions burning inside him and find out the truth about who he really is or was and the uncertainty of what the future holds? Find out more in the story and don't hesitate to ask me any doubts you have and leave a comment or review down below. Hope you enjoy this mystery-thriller and look forward to more updates. (Instagram: @e_g_o_insta) (Discord: @ E_G_O #3445) (Facebook: EgoBan D Myrthong)

"What do you want from me?" he asks, staring at the woman who transforms from an exquisite, perplexing beauty into sexual temptation. "I want you to kill me." “You’re already dead, strigoi.” As he clutches the doorknob, her voice caresses his ears — “I want true death.” Her tone softens, too alluring to refuse. “And only you can give it to me, WOLF.” When an outcast vampiress meets the most desired Alpha CEO in the city, there should have been bloodshed. Fate, on the other hand, has different plans for them. Wolves, vampires, and the entire supernatural underworld will come between them. But those are simple to overcome in comparison with their own prejudices. For Paul, she's a tainted soul. In normal circumstances, he would give her what she wants, death. But the rules he loves so much compel him to protect her. For Laura, he's just a means to an end, someone who holds the key to what she desires. Love is just a stumbling block in a life she doesn't want to live. Join Discord: https://discord.gg/QNZtVmVWc5 All my social media accounts can be found on my website: https://helenbold.com

"This is nothing kitten, nothing at all." He whispered into my ear, each word punctuated with a deep thrust of his fingers. "It hardly compares to what else I could do to you." I couldn't even think about what else he could do. There was no more space in my brain for anything other than the overwhelming crash that was seconds away from crushing me. "I'm gonna..." I squeezed my eyes closed, helpless to the sensations as my climax drew near. "Cum for me." He commanded darkly. **** He’s the bad boy she’s supposed to stay away from... She’s the good girl he can’t stop craving. Ariana Bennett had her entire life scripted out, yet everything changes the moment her world collided with Nick Beaufort.... the sinfully hot, cocky quarterback. He’s everything she should avoid. Yet when the chemistry between them burns hotter than she could ever imagine. Ariana is torn between giving into her deepest desires or staying away from the man who might just ruin her life. "I’ll ruin you, Ariana. And you’ll crave it."

"W..who are you?" She stuttered, taking backward steps towards the door, heart pounding in her chest. "Well, I can be whoever you want me to be" he drawled, taking little steps till he had her cornered with no way out. "I can be your poison or your antidote. I can be your bane or your comfort. I can even be your nightmare or your dream." With each word, he traced circles on my skin, sending fire through me. "So Kitten, who do you want me to be?" Katarina Richards, a timid second generation finds her world thrown into disarray when she is suddenly informed of her betrothal to the number one business mogul in the state. She cannot fight for her freedom nor can she accept a man she never met so she decides to be brave for once and runs. She runs as far as she can hoping for a fresh start and she finds it. Or so she thinks. She will soon come to realize that she can never outrun her destiny. Or should I say, she can never outrun him? Follow Katarina as she is plunged into a world of lies, betrayal, war, lust, and power. Will she come out of it all with her dream life or will she be pushed into a nightmare?