Don't Bury Him Yet

"Turn," he growls, and I can see that he's barely containing himself. I immediately face the wall and wait for the next command. It feels dirty, like I'm his sex toy, but I love it. "Hands on the wall, feet apart," he says. He kicks my feet apart at the same time as he gives the demand, just as impatient as I am. He pulls out my hips so I'm leaning forward, then smacks my ass. He groans deeply in his throat and says, "Seeing your ass jiggle under my hand is f-cking beautiful." I'm squirming, wishing I could put my legs back together to get some friction. "Please Cass, I need it," I whine in a voice that doesn't sound like my own. "You know I can't resist when you beg, my angel," he praises, then slams into me brutally and starts f-cking me hard. *** Alexa relocated to Chicago to work as an assistant and Cassio was exiled by his older brother, the don of the biggest Italian mafia family in New York. Alexa is Cass's assistant at Ombra, the company he built over the 10 years he's been in Chicago. Both are independent and have no interest in love. A mistake at work turns into an opportunity and Cass offers Alexa a contract as his fake girlfriend to keep women away. The two make a great team and in such close proximity they discover that their sexual chemistry is off the charts. Alexa just has one condition and Cass easily accepts. Don't fall in love. As their fake relationship develops, Alexa learns that Cass isn't the upstanding businessman she thought he was and Cass learns that his heart can still beat. Too bad it takes Alexa's kidnapping for him to realize how much she means to him.

Lieah is punished with a curse she did not deserve. A curse that will undoubtedly cause her to lose her mind, figuratively speaking. She didn't realize it until she went through the same catastrophe three times. What exactly is this curse? Is she going to be able to overcome it? Will she have to go through the same ordeal for the fourth time? Let's have a look at how she overcame this affliction throughout her life. A story that the only thing you can say is, "Love me, Don't." Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

She was supposed to die. She didn’t. Now she’s coming back for everything. Elara Cade thought love could survive anything—until her husband proved her wrong in the most brutal way. Betrayed. Broken. Pushed off a cliff with their three-year-old son. One survived. Barely. Now voiceless and scarred, Elara wakes in a hospital with no child, no identity, and no answers. But a stranger with stormy eyes and a name like a warning—Damien Rhys—refuses to let her slip into oblivion. He saved her life. But Elara? She’ll take what’s left of it and set the past on fire. Ashes Don’t Bleed is a searing tale of vengeance, rebirth, and the quiet rage of a woman who refuses to stay buried.

They are the Royals. Five influential students coming from the most influential and powerful families. No one dares to mess with them, no one except her. A girl who loves to bring trouble upon herself. Will she be able to survive from the claws of the most powerful social group in their University?

Warning : cerita ini untuk usia 21+ jadi mohon untuk yang belum cukup usia jangan membaca. Amel gadis lugu yang harus menikah dengan kakak ipar dari dosen pembimbing yang selama ini membantu dirinya. Amel tidak tahu jika Barry sudah lama memperhatikan dirinya dan bagi Amel lamaran ini adalah hal yang mengejutkan dirinya. Pernikahan yang dalam benak Amel adalah hal membahagiakan tapi ternyata tidak karena selama ini Barry melakukan affair dengan seketaris yang tidak lain adalah sahabat Barry dan keluarganya dahulu. Apa yang akan Amel lakukan? mempertahankan pernikahan atau mengakhirinya?

Thirteen men dead within the span of two years. All victims are rich, old and dirty. Authority has no idea who the killer is. But there's only one thing they know. The killer is a woman.

During the day, Nalani Contreras works at the local diner, while at night, she's bussing tables at one of the most exclusive clubs in LA. Though struggling to pay her bills, Nalani feels blessed and contented with her life, making her in no way prepared for the storm about to tear through her peaceful existence. A chance encounter sees Nalani gaining the attention of famous actor Julian Easton. But what begins as a whirlwind romance, quickly becomes a series of events filled with lies, betrayal and an unknown assailant wishing her harm. When all is said and done, will Nalani find herself Treasured or Discarded? Book 1 in the Conflicted Hearts Trilogy.

Her Alpha Father forced her to marry the most known powerful, tyrant, ruthless, and cold-hearted Alpha in the werewolf realm, who happened to be his fated mate too. However, he rejected her outright. She tried every possible means to make him accept her but she failed. He treated her like a worthless whore. When she ran away and gave up any hope that her mate would accept her, she met someone who treated her like a princess. She was already contemplating accepting this new lover when her mate who rejected her chased her and tried everything to win her back. Would she give her mate another chance or accept this new lover? Whatever her decision, could she find her real strength and value in the end?

Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the scientists called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one. An overwhelming amount of refugees flooded the other cities, telling tall tales of heroes rising and taking on four to six creatures at a time. they fought them off while the rest escaped. Delusions, false hope, call it whatever you want we all knew nothing was coming to save us. We sharpened our swords and barricade our homes. The creatures would find us, just like they found all the other cities.

Before our wedding, my fiancée, Sarah Hargrave—a professor of medieval history—held a private ceremony in a secluded chapel in the countryside. But not with me. Under the glow of candlelight, she cradled Benjamin Wheeler—her first love, his face gaunt from the cancer consuming him—in her arms. Her smile was soft, almost reverent, as she murmured, "In the eyes of God, vows made before the altar are the only ones that matter. Even if the law says I belong to Daniel, my soul was never his." And so, to the faint echo of hymns and the scent of old incense, they drank from the same silver cup, exchanged rings, and stepped together into the dimly lit sacristy—their makeshift bridal chamber. I watched. Silent. Motionless. No outbursts, no demands for explanation. Just the quiet dialing of a clinic to undo the vasectomy I'd gotten for our future. From fifteen to thirty, I had loved Sarah for fifteen long years. But in all that time, there'd never been room for me. That space had always belonged to Benjamin, my stepbrother. So I let her go. Afterward, I joined a geological research team bound for the isolation of Antarctica—a land cut off from the world, quiet and clean. Before I left, I handed Sarah a divorce agreement…and a final gift to mark the end. I never anticipated that Sarah, who'd always met my devotion with frosty detachment, who'd never once glanced back as I walked away, would look ten years older overnight.