Novel & Cerita Duckie Dale Pretty In Pink

Fabian is selective when it comes to women—he doesn’t just pick random girls from the bar. He has a long list of women who are only a call away, ready to satisfy him in bed. He wants them to be educated, intelligent, sexy, wealthy, and, of course, experienced in bed. He prefers women from the wealthiest families and insists on them being insanely beautiful. But all those high standards are about to be thrown out the window when he meets Georgina, a stripper at a club. Horrified by the intense attraction he felt when he first saw her dance, he immediately dismissed the idea of having her in his bed. Yet, night after night, images of her naked body moving seductively haunted his dreams. He saw her perky breasts bouncing as she swayed, her inviting pink slit tempting him for a taste. And every time, he would wake up drenched in sweat, his body aching with desire. Can the high and mighty Fabian Romano swallow his pride for a woman who never fails to make him hard in his dreams? Georgina is the breadwinner of her family—a stripper and an on-call escort. She’ll do anything for money, including selling her body and soul. What choice does she have? She doesn’t know any other way to make good money except by stripping and entertaining the rich patrons at the club. She openly admits she’s ambitious—she wants to catch a wealthy man who will lift her and her family out of poverty. And she doesn’t care who she has to step on to achieve that dream. She’s a bitch, a gold digger, and a homewrecker.

+++✦+++ She looked up at me with those soft, damn eyes. I stepped in closer, my hand lifting before I even thought it through, and I brushed the tips of my fingers against her cheek. Warm. Delicate. Curious. I watched her mouth part slightly, her lashes lowering just a bit. "Can I kiss you?" I heard myself say. It surprised me. I don’t ask. I take. But she wasn’t like anyone else. With her, I found myself wanting permission...wanting her to want me back. She blinked, caught off guard, but something in her softened. And after a breath, she slowly nodded. I leaned in, brushing my lips over hers in a gentle and slow motion, like I was trying to memorize her taste, savoring the moment. But, that one kiss was enough to set my nerves on edge. I pulled back slightly, watching the way her cheeks turned pink, her eyes wide, her lips still parted like she hadn’t expected it to feel like that. And fuck, I hadn’t either. I leaned in again, but paused when I realized she was leaning toward me too, unconsciously. She didn’t even realize she wanted more. And this time, I didn’t ask. +++✦+++ In a city plagued by crime and violence, a young woman fights to stay hidden from her sadistic stepfather and his ruthless gang. In her journey to uncover the truth about her forgotten past, she crosses paths with a dangerous and mysterious stranger in the most unexpected manner. Together, they embrace their twisted fate by striking a deal and altering their lives through a tale of romance and mystery. +++✦+++ ✦ 𝐷𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛. ✦ +++✦+++

“He is the successor of a billionaire!” After breaking up with her “sugar daddy”,Avery decided to take the aim on the youngest billionaire in the country who she encountered on the rainy day. Avery smirked and walked up to him. The wave and curl of her blonde hair gave her sensu-ality and youth. She stopped when she’s inches from his face, her rosy lips were so charming and alluring that few mans can resist the tempta-tion. “So you are interested in me. You liked what you saw in the con-dominium.” “Yes, you are pretty but I don’t think I am that interested. He smiled politely and slowly moved his body away.He gave the umbrella to her as if nothing had happened,“I’m sorry.” It was the first time in Avery’s life that she tasted the failure. “What’s up with this man? How dare he rejected me! The asshole man!” “I must captive the guy’s heart!” Avery was determined.Not Her Usual Target is created by Sunshine Lee, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Valkyrie of the Scarred Moon found herself easily entrance with her human mate, Sage. Yet she is doubting to claim her as hers forever fearing that she is going to be caught up in their world of violence. The unending cycle of war between the Triad which started eight hundred years ago has continued to brew towards another phase of endless death. Their enemies, the Phantom, started to create a hybrid army, targeting human lives as sacrifices for their supremacy. Along with her pack, they must survive to protect their loved ones from the danger coming to rip their lives apart. Sage Reese Sullivan is just an aspiring landscape photographer who just wants to explore the world once she finishes high school. But she seems unaware of the mysterious realm of the place she's born into until she met the beautiful woman with a pair of bluest eyes. She is certain that there's more outside her dreary town and yet she has these strange impulses to rather stay inside the eccentric presence of Valkyrie Irvine, the new pretty face of Storm Hill.

Areum was born pretty enough to be mistaken for a girl and cursed enough to be hated for his parents’ betrayal. The kingdom kept him alive only because he was useful to punish. He learned how to survive fists, insults, and the constant threat of being exposed for what he really was; an Omega boy in a place where that alone was a crime. When the palace signed a treaty with the feared Alpha of the North, the royal family hid their own daughter and forced Areum to take her place. Dressed as a bride, given a title he never asked for, he was sent into a marriage meant to keep peace between two lands. And when the Alpha began to notice him, too closely, too often, Areum realized the truth was getting harder to hide, and the consequences will be fatal if it slipped. Trapped between a mate who already rejected him, a husband who kept shifting from gentle to cold, and a kingdom that wanted his head, Areum must survive a palace that would rather bury him than let his secret breathe. This story is centered around Areum but it contains multiple people in love and multiple love stories, stay turned ^^

With the excuse of wanting to move on, Ivan Kurt was forced to get married to an unknown woman. She was pretty, her voice was as sweet as the voice of an angel, she had a nice body, but was that enough to get married to someone? Though he had a strong feeling that he wasn't making the right choice, he went on to do this. After all, some day, he may end up liking the stranger. Wait, why would a lady randomly accept Ivan's proposal? Yes, he was rich. But, instead of creating an eternal bond like marriage, why did she not decide to be his mistress? By the way, even if he ended up loving her, did that make him know her well enough? Her name was Rae Tyrone. But the government said she didn't exist. Was she a witch, or a woman from another world? Who was the real person behind those beautiful brown eyes? Where did she come from? What did she want from him? To Ivan, the question remains, "Who is my wife?" Read to know more!

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It is." "Please don't pull that with me." "Pull what?" "That." She pointed at my face. "Where I explain how pretty everything looks and you say yes but you would be referring to me." She waved her hands in the air, explaining. "It's cliche and kinda getting old." "Would you prefer I do this instead?" I pinned a loose strand behind her ear, my palm roamed her soft features and also on her lips. "Or this?" I leaned in to steal a kiss, stopping midway to see if she'd stop me and she didn't. I couldn't help the tiny smirk that lay on my lips after. "Aren't you going to stop me?" My raspy voice whispered in her ear. She shivered, unconsciously leaning into me for warmth. I stopped her fingers as she tried to wrap them around my neck. ********** She's not the bad girl he thought she was. He's not the good boy she thought he was.

I can’t tell if we’re at war… or dancing around something far more dangerous. Getting traded to the Montreal Bears should’ve been a dream come true, the team I grew up idolizing, the jersey I always wanted to wear. Except there’s one problem. Luca Moretti. The NHL’s notorious bad boy. My new right wing. And the one man who’s made it his mission to outshine me at every turn. Too bad for him I’m faster, sharper, and my numbers don’t lie. Not that I’m competing. I’d never sink to his level. He’s reckless, infuriating, and impossible to ignore a storm of chaos that throws me completely off balance. When we’re not clashing on the ice, he pushes my buttons with teasing nicknames like Princess, Pretty Boy, and Babygirl. I hate it. I swear I do. So why does my body react like I don’t? Contain Explicit Content

"Dimitri, I am telling you for the last fucking time, leave me the hell alone!" I yelled as the blood pulsed through my veins and my auburn hair rose. "My name isn't even Dimitri." "I really don't care. You've betrayed me and that's it. So Dimitri or whatever-" "I am Ivanovich Popov and I am not leaving you alone neither will I ever leave you alone. So it's either you come with me right now and willingly or I drag that pretty little ass while you kick and squirm. Choose wisely, Ramona." He yelled. I don't know why or how but looking at him now, the sweat running down his defined body, the way his biceps flexed and all, I felt a slight wetness pool at my panties. I clenched my legs tighter and decided to try my luck. "My name isn't Ramona either. That's my undercover name. My real name, my birth name, is Madi."

Pretty, cool, genius, and talented— those are the adjectives I am being described in every street and places you asked about my name, Khrystyanna Solano. I am being entitled as a perfect girl with a perfect life for the riches my family possesses. I am being called by names in different ways for who cares about it. But no one asked if: who really is Khrystyanna Solano? I am the so-called perfect who once had a perfect life. A complete family, a cozy house, trusted workers, loyal family friends and even the perfect parents. But who would have thought that in a joyous occasion that is supposed to be filled with happiness and laughter, all I and my best friend once have... just vanished? Not long after this, another wave of surprises welcomed me. The once I thought finished is still nothing but a dream. Because the man who took everything away from me, returned for another thing he wanted... me. What is his intention for chasing after me? What is his reason for doing such a horrendous thing in our family? And... What is he?