Egypt God Bes

Ivy Alexandra adalah seorang penari striptis paling populer di klub malam Arena. Wajahnya yang cantik dan tubuhnya yang seksi sudah berhasil menjerat banyak pria hidung belang yang berprofesi sebagai CEO. Namun, dari seluruh pria kaya yang pernah datang ke klub malam itu, hanya ada satu pria yang tampak tak berminat melihat penampilannya. Pria itu adalah CEO muda dari Pramono Grup. Namanya Azkara Putra Pramono. Sikap Azkara yang dingin dan cuek ternyata membuat Ivy penasaran dan terobsesi untuk menaklukkan hatinya. Lantas, apakah pesona Ivy mampu menjerat hati Azkara? Apakah tubuh seksinya mampu meruntuhkan pertahanan CEO muda yang terkenal dingin itu? Penasaran? Yuk ikuti terus kelanjutan ceritanya dan tambahkan ke pustaka kamu! -Hazalieza

Xiao long, is a regular high school boy. To have activities like any other schoolchildren, such as school and play. At the age of 18, he was stabbed to death saving a young boy who was about to be kidnapped by a big, fat thug. Before he died, Xiao Long saw a few people dressed in robes with all the lights around him. And after that he realized that saving that little boy was the best choice he had ever taken, because that choice changed him from ordinary men to immortals who conquered all with the knowledge of the gods and power of darkness. This is the continuation of Xiao Long's story in Successor of the Gods. Continuing from chapter 26, you have to read the first novel with the same title before reading this.

Marini harus berbesanan dengan Arif mantan kekasihnya dulu. Sebenarnya itu tidak menjadi soal, hanya saja istri Arif yang bernama Sarita adalah mantan musuh hutannya Marini. Keduanya pernah bersaing untuk mendapatkan Arif. Di sisi lain menjadi mertua untuk seorang wanita yang berbeda karakter itu tidak mudah. Bunga menantu pertama Marini adalah anak bungsu Arif yang manja. Sedangkan Nona menanti kedua Marini adalah putri sulung Arif yang cenderung bersikap tegas dan cuties mirip Sarita.

“Shh, little girl,” he growled, teeth catching my bottom lip. I fought the moan, but he circled my clit, my hips jerked helplessly against his hand. Then he pushed my panties aside and sank two thick fingers inside me. I soaked his palm, knees buckling as tremors wracked me. “That’s it, cum for me,” he whispered against my ear. I did. Waves crashed through me while he held me up, stroking gently, murmuring filthy praise that made it sweeter, deeper, more shattering than anything I’d ever felt with a woman. I’m a lesbian. I’ve always known it, claimed it shamelessly. I’ve mapped women’s bodies with my mouth, hands, loving every touch and gasp. My best friend’s tongue between my legs has made me come countless times. The only man I tried, my ex, was awkward, unsatisfying. I swore off them forever. I love women. I love my best friend. So why does this man, her father, the one I should never want make me wetter with one stroke than she ever has? Why am I aching for his cock, pushed inside me, thrusting relentlessly, filling me, ruining me in ways no woman could? Why does bending over his desk for him feel like the right thing to do? One forbidden touch. One devastating truth: I might never want another woman again. When I rejected the vice chancellor's advances, my best friend's obsessive aunt, she threatened expulsion. My friend took me to her father, the college owner. One look at his body and I was lost. That night in their home, hiding in the kitchen while watching him cook, I touched myself, craving what is forbidden. Will my best friend discover my sudden addiction to her father? Will her aunt ever stop wanting me?

He is my protector, my guardian, my best friend, but what Nathan does not know is that he is also my crush, the love of my life. I have lived in the shadow of my older best friend for so long, the handsome, and ruthless playboy, king of the streets. I have watched him break several women's hearts, using them and dumping them like they don't matter. He calls me his sweet Angel, the only pure thing in his dark world. He does not believe he is capable of loving me the way I deserve to be loved, but I would show Nathan that deep down, he still has a beating heart. Would I find the courage to show him my heart already beats for him? I am VERA.

Ava Monroe is struggling to pay for her college fees. After a terrible loss in business when her family went bankrupt overnight, Ava saw all her dreams shatter right in front of her eyes. It doesn't help that her family is obsessed with becoming wealthy again. The shock of being poor had turned them into something Ava could no longer recognize. However, eager for some quick money, Ava works as an escort over the summer before college begins. The money is good, and she hasn't had any strange experiences yet. That has to be worth something, right? Brian Reinhold is rich, successful and soon turning forty. But his home is anything but happy. After losing his sixteen-year-old daughter in a car crash, Brian doesn’t know how to go on with life anymore. Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes him lively. His friends believe Brian needs a break. A long pause in his hectic life so he could grieve and make amends for the sadness that is dousing him from inside. But instead of packing his bags and moving to his hometown, Brian thrusts himself more into work and pretends that moving on is a choice, not binding. But life takes a toll when the next client on Ava’s list turns out to be Brian Reinhold. The dear daddy of Valerie. Ava’s best friend. Now, Ava doesn’t know why the idea of sleeping with a man double her age is electrifying. Brian Reinhold might be forty soon, but he looks anything but old. His arms are a thing of beauty and his charming grey eyes can suck you in so deep that reality gladly withers away. But this arrangement has cons of its own. And truth has the power to destroy the lives they both care for.

Jika mencintai mantan adalah dosa, maka Darris dengan senang hati melakukan dosa berkali-kali. Darris masih mencintai mantannya—Netanya. nama yang memiliki arti hadiah dari Tuhan. Darris tak bisa mengalihkan perhatiannya pada Neta. Dan Darris merasa, Neta adalah hadiah dari Tuhan. Wanita yang sering ia panggil Net. membuat Neta ingin melempari Darris dengan heels 12 centi miliknya. Dan yang lebih mengejutkan. Setelah 6 tahun berpisah karena pendidikan, dan sekarang Darris kembali mendapatkan jackpot. Neta kembali dengan menjadi dosen—bahkan jadi dosen pembimbing. bisakah Darris kembali membimbing Neta hingga pelaminan? eh?

Aku seorang pelatih kebugaran, bertubuh kuat dan penuh gairah. Istriku sedang dinas keluar kota selama setengah bulan dan aku sulit tidur sendirian, hatiku terasa panas seperti terbakar. Malam itu, seorang tante cantik berusia empat puluhan diam-diam masuk ke kamarku ... "Kalau kamu diam saja, biar tante yang mulai duluan."

Blurb Setelah sekian lama menjanda, pada akhirnya karena pengaruh minuman keras, Mira menghabiskan malam yang panas dengan Rendi, pria yang dipilihnya di hari ulang tahunnya. Pagi harinya dia sadar dan langsung kabur tanpa melihat wajah pria yang memberinya kenikmatan yang bertubi-tubi semalam. Seiring berjalannya waktu Mira berusaha melupakan sensasi yang terus membayang di benak dan mengganggu malam-malamnya tanpa berniat mengulanginya lagi. Tragedi terjadi saat dia tahu kalau calon besannya, ternyata pria yang telah membuatnya mendesah di atas ranjangnya selama ini. Mampukah Mira dan Rendi melupakan malam panas yang terjadi di antara mereka atau melanjutkan di belakang anak-anak mereka? Penasaran? baca dan ikuti sampai tamat yah

I built them up. I gave them everything. And they destroyed me. I thought love meant sacrifice. I thought friendship meant loyalty. But I was wrong. I bankrolled my boyfriend, helping him rise from nothing, believing in his dreams. I took my best friend under my wing, giving her everything she never had. But while I was away, enjoying a much-needed girls' trip—the one she conveniently backed out of—they were busy betraying me in the worst way possible. I found out by accident. A simple call from his phone, meant to tell my best friend I was back, turned into the moment that shattered my world. "My baby." Those words on the screen made my stomach drop. And then I read more. "I’m just after her money. Once I get enough, I’ll leave her. I’m collecting from her and her father. I’ll use her and dump her." Every message felt like a dagger to my heart. The man I loved, the friend I trusted—they had been plotting against me all along. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. What do I do? Do I confront them? Do I scream? Do I fall apart? I want to wake up. I want this to be a nightmare. But it’s not. This is my reality. And I don’t know what happens next.