Doflamingo Smile

Layla is on a college trip to Rome when she bumps into a dominating force. His name is Atreus and Layla is immediately drawn to his dangerous smile and intoxicating gaze. Little does Layla know that Atreus carries a dark secret. He is drawn to her for one reason: her blood and hers alone. His only goal is to free himself from his curse and Layla needs to be his willing sacrifice. Through this story of thirst and desire, Layla is pushed to her limit and challenged on how far she would go to satiate the man that she is falling for.Is she willing to die to break the blood curse?***He brought that beautiful mouth to her lips, but only teased her with a whisper of a kiss. He then ducked his head to the juncture of her neck. She gasped as the sharpness of his teeth grazed her throat. "I finally found you," he whispered in a hungry growl, before capturing her neck in his mouth.The Blood Curse is created by Tiffany Nyx, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door. “Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us? “Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit. “I am taking a bath” I yelled. “Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving. “Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me. “Good morning” I whispered on his lips. “When did you bring me here,” I asked. “You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom. “This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed. “But it's fun” He chuckled. Author Note... Hello dear Readers, Meet Alina and her family. The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense..

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

His eyes softened so full of emotions, his hands on my waist holding me tighter, pulling me closer to him. "You're my forever." He whispered. A smile reached my lips as I wrapped my hands around his neck, "forever is a long time, Hudson." He only leaned down kissing my lips, softly. Only for a second, then he laid a kiss on my nose, then my cheeks, my temple, on top of my head. He pulled me against his chest his lips brushing against my ears. "I sure damn hope so." ꧁𒊹︎꧂ Independent Olivia Keith, a free Spirit. Full of confidence. With a surprising sense of humor. College graduate. Just now having a kick start on her career working in one of the richest car companies in the New York. Alexander Hudson young CEO by day, notorious playboy by night. Vowed to never fall in love again due to his past relationship hardships. She was stubborn, and he was persistent.

“What are you doing?” Chad hissed, his tone low and sharp “Playing the part,” Jasmine whispered back, patting his chest as if calming a restless dog. “Relax, Mr. Blackstone. You hired me for this, remember?” Jasmine turned her attention to Ava, her smile turning just a shade sharper. “Hi, I’m Jasmine. Chad’s fiancée.” *** Chad Blackstone is a self-made billionaire with a cold demeanor, his heart frozen after a devastating betrayal by the one woman he trusted—Ava Reeds. When Ava unexpectedly reappears, determined to rekindle their relationship, Chad devises a bold plan to show her he’s moved on and that's where she comes in—Jasmine Withers. A fiery, no-nonsense woman who’s nothing like the superficial socialites Chad is used to. What begins as a calculated business arrangement quickly spirals into a whirlwind of scandal, rivalry, and unexpected passion. In a game of love, revenge, and redemption, who will come out on top—and who will end up heartbroken?

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."

18+. She was sweet, sensual… and suddenly insatiable. Cassandra was the sweet, sexy fiancée every man dreams of—tight gymnast’s body, angelic smile, and a shy streak in bed that made her even more irresistible. But when a sleazy janitor at my office starts eye-f**king her in front of me, something changes. She saw it. I saw it. And instead of getting mad… she got curious. One teasing picture turns into a filthy game. Flannel shirts, gym selfies, deep squats, towel slips—each photo hotter than the last. My once-modest bride-to-be starts showing off for me... maybe even for him. Now, Cassandra’s exploring her dirty side—and I’m watching the love of my life transform into the hottest, most addictive little exhibitionist I never knew I needed. She used to save her body for me. Now, she’s learning how much she loves being seen. Enjoy..

"I would rather peel my skin than accept your rejection." *** I'm on a mission with clear specifics. But all set plans comes to ruin when the top and most powerful Nobles of Crestbane University set their eyes on me and the gods and goddesses decide to mess everything up. I'm not one of them, I am one of my kind, something different from anything they've ever heard or seen. Yet, I'm stuck with a fearful and loud-mouthed Dragon shifter prince, who doesn't take no for an answer. A fae prince with anger issues that goes completely soft for me. A super gorgeous and pompous ice elemental and Werewolf shifter prince that is overprotective of me. And an unhinged 'dream keeper' incubus prince, who makes me smile even on my worst days. I can't be with these over-privileged spoilt princes... Not when I'm this close to carrying out the purpose for which I was sent to Crestbane University. Sadly, these boys will rather peel their own skin than let me go.

"It's over, Nicholas. I'm not your property anymore," Reyna said firmly, backing away from his tightening grip. Nicholas smiled that familiar smile that still sent a chill down her spine. "But you'll always be mine. No matter who you try to slip into your bed at night, I'm the one who truly knows you." ************ Reyna Collins thought she left her abusive past behind when she escaped her husband and billionaire Nicholas Reed five years ago. Now a successful winemaker, she's focused on building her brand and moving on. But when Nicholas sees her flourishing without him, dark secrets from their marriage come to light in the most sinister of ways. As suspicious events threaten to destroy all Reyna has worked for, she realizes Nicholas will stop at nothing to reclaim the power and control he once held. Even relying on help from a newcomer, outwitting her manipulative ex seems impossible.

I don't know what caught me first, was it his beautiful eyes that shines like sparkling light when he looks at me, or was it that smile he gives that sends shivers down my spine or his deep voice that did wonders to my body? All I knew was that I was trapped from the moment I saw him and there was nothing saving me. ***** Odessa has always lived a life controlled by her mother and then when she finally found love in a man that made her feel things she has never felt before, for the first time in her life she's determined to make her own decision, fall in love and be with the man she loves. But once again her mother wants her to marry another man but she's already trapped in the heart of another. The question now is will she follow her own heart and marry the man she loves or would she do what her mother wants once again? Find out.