Dress Warna Salem

I needed this. I need to let go. She thought as she tried to justify her sexual feelings towards the sexy beast tangled to her body. "Stop me..." Matteo whispered harshly in her ear, but she was moaning to his kisses and was letting him take off her dress as he lay her down to the bed. He groaned when he saw her slender body which strangely aroused him more than those voluptuous stripper bodies that he had grown accustomed to. "Amara, baby..." ***** She's the daughter of one of the most influential families in the world. She grew up as one of the richest trust fund kids, and she lives a very lavish and luxurious lifestyle. But what people didn't know was the truth of her bloodline. She's the love child, of one of the richest men in the world. She was daddy's little princess. All three of her biological brothers, the true heir of her father's wealth hated her. His wife, her fake mom despised her, never acknowledge her existence unless it was for social occasions. ...... This is a story about the richest, deception, love, humor, hate, heartbreak, and all the drama you can fit into a book. Follow me, find out who's the lucky guy who gets to live his ever after with our madame billionaire. And for all of you who has been stalking on our townies... Take a wild guess, who knows, you might be right ....... *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Pagkatapos ng tatlong taon naming pagdadate ni Nathan Foster, inakala kong alam ko na kung saan kami tutungo. Pero hindi siya kailanman nagpropose sa akin. At sa halip ay nagawa pa niyang malove at first sight sa aking stepsister. Naging direkta at walang tigil ang ginawa niyang panliligaw dito na hindi nagiwan ng pagdadalawang isip sa aking isipan. Pero sa pagkakataong ito, hindi na ako nagbreakdown o naghintay pa sa mga mangyayari habang umaasa na babalik pa siya gaya noon. Napagdesisyunan ko nang makipaghiwalay. Itinapon ko ang lahat ng regalo niya sa akin, pinagpunit punit ko rin ang wedding dress na lihim kong binili at noong kaniyang kaarawan, iniwan ko sa aking nakaraan ang Riverdale. Nang sasakay na ako sa aking flight, nagmessage si Nathan sa akin: “Nasaan ka na? Hinihintay ka ng lahat.” Ngumiti ako, pero na ako nagreply sa kaniya habang binoblock ko siya sa bawat platform. Wala siyang ideya na dalawang linggo na ang nakalilipas mula noong tanggapin ko ang proposal ng aking college senior na si Eustace Cooper. Nang lumapag ang eroplano sa bagong siyudad na aking titirhan, nakahanda na kami ni Eustace na simulan ang bagong yugto ng aming mga buhay nang magkasama—bilang magasawa.

Antonette met Lucas noong gabi ng eighteenth birthday niya at mula noon, hindi na siya naka-recover. Ninong niya ito sa binyag, pero hindi na 'yon ang tumatak sa isip niya. The way he looked at her that night. The way he smiled, like he saw something she didn’t even know she had. Pati ‘yung pagkakasabi niya na ang ganda niya sa suot niyang dress, tumatak sa utak niya. His deep voice. His body under that sleek black suit. Lahat ng ‘yon, hindi niya makalimutan kahit limang taon na ang lumipas. Matagal siyang nagkunwaring okay lang. She tried to forget. Pero sa bawat saglit na naaalala niya si Lucas, may apoy na nabubuhay sa loob niya. She wanted him. Badly. Lagi niya itong napapanaginipan, hinahawakan siya nito sa paraan na hindi niya kailanman aaminin sa iba. Pero panaginip lang lahat. At bawat paggising niya ay punong-puno siya ng frustration. Then dumating ang chance. Umalis ang parents niya for a six-month business trip at sa bahay ni Lucas siya pansamantalang tumira. Her Ninong. The man she had no right to want but couldn’t stop thinking about. This time ay hindi na siya uurong. She was going to seduce Lucas. Kahit gaano pa kamali iyon. Kahit may kapalit. And she won’t stop until her Ninong is hers.

"She cast a spell to steal my mate bond with the triplet Alpha Kings, I know it!" I tell myself as I slip on the mask and the fancy gown meant for my beautiful sister, the only clothes that her mates, the triplets Alphas of Edlin, would recognize her in. The triplet Alphas are everything I ever dreamed of. She will marry them today, unless I steal their mark. It is not the mate bond that matters, but which of us bears their mark. ~~~~ Agila plans to dress up like her beautiful sister and claim the mark of the triplet Alpha Kings during their marking ceremony. This is after discovering that her sister had cast a spell to steal her mate bond with the mighty triplet Alpha Kings. Things seem to be going well until her sister shows up at the ceremony and falsely accuses Agila of being the witch, of stealing her bewitching scent. The Kings order that Agila be imprisoned and tortured until she gives up their mark. They are unaware that Agila's sister is the true witch who had cast a spell to steal Agila's scent and put it in bottle of perfume for her own use. That she seeks to conceive a powerful, evil child on behalf of their enemies that would destroy their Kingdom. They only learn the truth after Agila has given up their mark and the mate bond as well after unbearable torture. Their powers are fading after mating with her sister who has conceived an evil child. Their only salvation lies in their connection with their true mate, but Agila's love for them has faded and she only seeks revenge. Can they unbreak her heart after so much torment?

“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?” “Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.” She gasped. But she didn’t say no. ******** One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin. The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows. The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk down the aisle to his son. Domingo Serrano. Powerful. Predatory. Possessive. And he’s not done with her. He wants her again. And again. Once a week. No excuses. No escape. But Renata isn’t just drowning in lust and shame. She’s chasing answers. Her parents were murdered under the guise of an auto accident. The killer is hiding behind the walls of the Hidalgo empire. Santiago, her charming husband, has secrets. Lady Constanza, his mother, wears lies like pearls. And Domingo? He’s the darkest of them all. Now Renata’s playing with fire, and carrying a secret that could burn everyone: She’s pregnant. And she doesn’t know if the father is her husband… or his father.

On Christmas Day, I put on a reindeer-themed lingerie set, ready to spend an unforgettable night with my CEO boyfriend. Noah Levine eagerly unbuttons my top, kissing my body with feverish intensity. Just then, his phone rings. He answers impatiently. "What is it?" A sweet voice comes through from the other end, speaking in Farylian. "Noah, what time are you coming tonight? I have a Christmas present for you." Hearing those words, my eyes fly wide open. That woman is my younger sister, Heidi Miller. Noah's expression turns serious, like he's handling a work call. He responds in Farylian. "What present?" The voice on the other end laughs softly. "The present is me, wrapped head to toe in red ribbon. Come over and help me unwrap it. I can't wait anymore." That night, Noah doesn't touch me. He helps me dress, kissing my cheek with reluctance. "Work call. Something urgent at the company I need to handle. We'll pick this up another time. "Remember to wear this outfit next time, though. It's very enticing." His lie sounds calm and natural. He clearly assumes I don't understand, but I know Farylian. I hear everything crystal clear. I pretend to nod calmly. After he leaves, I accept the company's overseas assignment. In three days, I'll vanish completely from his world.

Selama hampir satu tahun pernikahan Belicia hanya pernah bertemu satu kali dengan Alexander Linardy, yaitu di malam pernikahan. Saat itu, dia tak terlalu menerima dirinya dijodohkan atas dasar perjanjian bisnis. Terlebih lagi, tahun itu Belicia baru saja lulus cumlaude sebagai sarjana desain di salah satu fakultas terkemuka di kota itu. Sewaktu mendengar dia dijodohkan dengan Alexander Linardy— sang Taipan tampan yang terkenal playboy dan gemar mengencani para model ternama, rasanya Belicia tak bisa membayangkan akan menjadi istri seorang Alex. Yang lebih buruk, pernikahan mereka hanya dilakukan oleh pertemuan keluarga Belicia dan Alex— tanpa menghadirkan kedua belah pihak mempelai. Seolah-olah dirinya hanya sebuah barang yang bisa diperjualbelikan dengan selembar nota. Saat Belicia diharuskan tinggal bersama suaminya, sejak itu Belicia memutuskan untuk berpenampilan kumuh. Dengan ide konyolnya Belicia mewarnai sebagian rambut dengan warna abu agar terlihat sudah beruban dan berpenampilan seperti nenek tua. Hasilnya, Belicia nyaris meloncat saat melihat penampilannya yang seperti nenek sihir. Dan dia ingat betul sewaktu Alex masuk, pria itu langsung lari membawa amarah saat mengetahui wanita yang dia nikahi adalah seorang nenek-nenek. Sejak saat itu Alex tak pernah kembali ke rumahnya, dan Belicia bukan satu atau dua kali mendengar rumor tentang Alexander yang kerap bergonta-ganti teman kencan. Sekarang Alex melayangkan kata perceraian, Belicia langsung menyetujuinya dan pergi ke luar negeri untuk melanjutkan pendidikan. Namun, Belicia tak menduga saat dirinya kembali di satu perusahaan baru, ternyata direktur perusahaan itu adalah Alexander Linardy. Apakah Alex mampu mengenali bahwa Belicia adalah mantan istrinya yang dulu berwujud seperti nenek sihir?

Harold missed our fifth anniversary. He said Rogues had attacked the border, and as the Alpha, he had to fight to protect the pack. However, the she-wolf who came to fetch him was dressed in a tight little dress and heels—she looked more ready for a date than a battle. Worried for Harold, I went to the Moon Goddess's altar to pray for his safety, like I always do whenever he's called to fight. However, on the way, a witch told me there was no war at the border at all. He lied to me. At that moment, I knew it was time to walk away. "I want to break my mate bond with Harold," I said. She turned the pages of an old, dusty spellbook. "Harold won't accept this. He was even willing to give up his claim to the Alpha title just to be with you." "I don't need his permission," I said. "I'm willing to pay any price." She sighed. "If your heart is truly set on leaving, I can brew a potion for you. One sip, and your scent will vanish from the pack's memory—as if you never existed. "However, think carefully. You'll lose your title as Luna, leave behind your home, your people. You'll start over somewhere new, where no one knows your name. Not even the Moon Goddess will be able to find you." I said, "I've made up my mind, I refuse to stay in a love built on lies. "How soon can I have the potion?" "Three days." Three days. Just enough time to say goodbye to everything I once called home.

By a twist of fate, my husband, Morgan Lancaster, and I perish together in a sea of flames. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the very day we received our marriage certificate. In my previous life, we appeared to be a loving couple in the eyes of others, yet Morgan refused to share a bedroom with me the entire time we were married. It was only moments before our deaths that I discovered I was merely a substitute for his first love and that he had chosen to remain chaste for her for life. After getting another chance at life, neither of us mentions the past. Instead, by mutual understanding, we file for divorce that same day. From that point on, we go our separate ways. Eight years later, Morgan shows up arm in arm with his childhood sweetheart, Freya Springer, at a business summit. He is now a prominent and celebrated rising star in the business world. Seeing me dressed in a plain outfit, he approaches with a glass of champagne. His tone drips with mockery as he asks, "Ms. Smith, even if you still have feelings for me, there's no need to dress like a waitress just to get close to me. You aren't hoping for a reconciliation, are you?" I say nothing and simply smile as I wave at someone in the distance. My son, Theo Coltrane, toddles over and tugs at the hem of my shirt. "Mommy, Daddy says that he's tired from waiting so long. When are you coming home with us?" The smile on Morgan's face freezes instantly, and he nearly loses his grip on the glass in his hand.

I have been hopelessly in love with Don Lorenzo Greco since the first time I saw him ten years ago. As the only daughter of the long-established Messina mafia family, I have set aside my pride and chased after him for a decade. On my 25th birthday, the way Lorenzo looks at me finally changed. He's not seeing a child anymore. He's looking at a woman. Lorenzo says yes to me, and I finally kiss the mouth I've been dreaming of all this while. The next day, Lorenzo announces to the world that he will hold the wedding of the century. 9,999 roses, fireworks all night, and a spectacle so grand it will shock every family in Northern Darvent. I stand there with tears in my eyes as the fireworks spell out another woman's name. Elena Lagioia. The assistant who has always been at Lorenzo's side, the girl I have never once taken seriously. I plan to confront Lorenzo with a gun in my hand. However, I stop outside the door when I hear him speaking to his consigliere. "Elena's parents are gambling addicts and owe a large debt. If I don't marry her, she'll be sold to a brothel in Malicuria tomorrow. Let's keep Cinzia in the dark for now. After this is over, I'll divorce Elena and marry Cinzia. After all, she loves me so dearly." On Lorenzo's wedding day, I'm wearing a wedding dress and resting in the arms of a far more powerful Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent. I look at Lorenzo and smile. It drives him crazy. He swears to do whatever it takes to win me back.