Dorian Gray Painting

"Be in your limits, especially with me. I'm not like your others one, I will not think twice to make your life hell." She said looking directly into his eyes. "Trust me, baby girl. Every good girl falls for the bad boy and one day you will too, mark my word". He smirked and confidence was evident on his face. "Impossible," She said and started to walk away. "We will see." He shouted. ***************** "What the hell are you doing here? Just get out of my room." She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl. Haters or lovers? What changes will come in their life when they both share the same room?

They made plans to kill Dorian. Roman set him up and made it look like he was planning with rogues against his pack. That being enough excuse, Emily was the one who took his life. As much as Dorian begged and even though Emily felt just an ounce of sympathy for him, she couldn't bring herself to spare him. Memories of how much he had hurt her came rushing to her and she murdered him.

Candice Channing thought she had her life figured out. She worked hard, married the man she loved, and was ready to start a family. But her perfect world crumbled when she caught her husband cheating—with her best friend. Heartbroken and lost, she decided to take control of her own future. But a shocking mistake changed everything. A hospital mix-up left Candice pregnant with a stranger’s child. And not just any stranger—Dorian Anderson, the cold, ruthless rich and power gang leader who secretly runs the city’s most powerful crime family. He wanted an heir without complications, not an unexpected connection with the fiery woman now carrying his baby. Dorian doesn’t trust easily. Candice doesn’t back down. And when dangerous enemies start circling, neither of them can walk away. She never planned to be a mother like this. He never planned to fall for her. But some mistakes come with unexpected surprises… and maybe even love.

Kayla Mac moves to a new city with her parents and started a new school where she met Lucas Gray; a dashingly handsome and very rich guy. From the moment Kayla met him, she knew there was something not quite right about him. Combined with rumors of werewolves being present in the school, Kayla was yet to find out that she had been mated to Lucas by the moon goddess. Lucas, a werewolf who was to become the next Alpha of the Lucent pack, will do anything possible to claim his mate. What will Kayla do when she realizes that she had fallen in love with a werewolf?

"Are you afraid?" He said as he walk towards me. I could feel the tension, nervousness and the trembling all through out my body. My hands are literally shaking and my heartbeats is all I could hear. I flinch when he suddenly put his hand against my cheeks. He's warm. The feeling that I have never felt before. I look at his beautiful gray eyes that is intensely looking at me as if piercing my very soul, "Why would I?" I said and clasp my arms around him. I felt his arms closing the thin gap between us, a smile sneaked into my mouth as I close my eyes, "I would never be afraid of you. I will never leave your side, I promise" I said. Austin is a runaway. Living alone all by herself gave her an ultimate obssession; mythological beings. Never did she imagine that on the fifth year of being by herself, something out of this world would welcome her on her 20th birthday; a history professor with thousands of secrets that are yet to be discover.

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.

My son was kidnapped by rogue wolves during training. Ethan used all his connections as Beta to finally locate him in an abandoned hunting lodge. When I burst through the door, Tyler was already lying on the ground. His chest was a bloody mess, his heart ripped out completely. I chased after the rogue wolves like a mad she-wolf, desperate to retrieve his heart, but I was too late. Unable to bear the devastation, I collapsed and fell from the cliff edge. Ethan carried me to the pack healer's den, his face deathly pale. Before the healing ritual began, he gripped my hand tightly, his voice trembling: "Serena, you can't give up. Our son is already gone. I can't lose you too..." But when I regained consciousness, I found an anonymous text message on my phone. I opened it and heard a recording. "Beta Gray, you have already found another heart donors. Why specifically choose young Tyler? He's so young, and he's your son..." "He was just a tool to save Lucas. I raised him all these years—taking one heart isn't too much to ask, is it?" "Besides, the pack healer said a blood relative's heart has the smallest chance of rejection. Lucas is mine and Vivian's life. I can't bear to see him suffer even a little." My entire body shook violently. I could barely hold the phone. The man who repeatedly claimed to love me was the murderer who killed my son for his illegitimate child with his mistress. The marriage I thought was happy was nothing but an elaborate deception.

Art Is Beautiful and also enchanting. Camille is a struggling artist trying to survive the expensive world of arts. With rejections from different art galleries because of her painting, Camille believed she was a terrible painter. All her paintings were of a wolf with red glowing eyes. Every time Camille applies for an exhibition in art galleries, she is always rejected but fate smiled on her when she was accepted to exhibit her paintings in the biggest art gallery in the country. There, Camille met her fate. A fate that could lead to her doom. Axel is a popular gallerist in the country and also had a hidden identity. He was a Lycan cursed to live on earth for eternity. Axel's fate changed when he saw Camille's paintings. They were the painting of his Lycan and that's where it's all started, the path to his doom. With the curse on Axel's destiny, his Ex ànd an Alpha who wanted him dead, Axel and Camille must conquer the threats that might ruin their fate.

Have you ever dreamed about a lovely match and a perfect marriage? But the truth is that not all dreams can come true. What will you do when you have no say about your marriage or even your life? Kiera, a simple but cheerful girl, with her loving father next to her, has an ideal life that every girl thought of getting. Everything was smooth and lively until one day. The devil itself knocks on her door, changing every little thing in her life. Jason Gray, a BILLIONAIRE. A person who has everything his heart desires. A person with great intelligence and epitome looks. Jason, life lacks something, something no one can foresee in his eyes. And that thing was rapture. That, he was counting on to find by fulfilling his vengeance against Kiera and his father, Gabriel. And to fulfill his revenge. Jason must ruin the most precious thing in Gabriel’s life___ his daughter, his life, a person, dear to him more than his own life. Things unfolded as he planned until something unexpected took place. Jason’s plan backfired on him. He didn’t even know how this resulted, but he realized he fell for the girl he hates.

“You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want. “Yes,” I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate’s daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity. He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes. How come? I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi’s presence makes me squirm. When I’m around him, I get the impression that I’m being judged and ignored at every turn. “How old are you?” “18” “How old is your father?” “38,” I replied truthfully. “Well, I’m 37 years old.” He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he’s causing me. “You see, I’m like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?” “None.” He chuckled as I responded. “You see, I’ve lost count of how many ladies I’ve fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!” “My panties made you hard!” “You think so?” “Yes,” I responded confidently. “Well, I wasn’t hard; I just have a donkey-like cock.”