Eva Marcille Short Hair

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES. READ WITH CAUTION. MATURE CONTENT. Claire met Sebastian on her wedding day. He is the older brother of her husband-to-be. Fate took its time to play with her when she felt a very huge attraction to the man on the very same day she was bound to be someone else’s wife. From the intense look he gives her to the way his lips curved up into a smirk, she can’t help but feel foreign sensations running down her body. Sensations she’s not allowed to feel for someone who’s going to be a family soon. Sebastian knew he needs saving when he felt a very strong urge to pull the bride and lean her on the altar and take her there senselessly. With her strawberry blonde hair curled to the side of her shoulder exposing her delicately creamy-white skin, thoughts of running his tongue there invaded his mind. Damn him to hell for thinking thoughts like that to the woman his brother was about to marry. But the heavens must be in his favor when things around weren’t what he expected it to be. This time he was determined to steal her from his brother, and no one can stop him. Not even fate.

Olivia Holton used to have a secret crush on her brothers bestfriend, that is until he changed. Once they had gotten into high-school his entire personality changed. He forgot that he used to wear braces, and was a nerd before working out two summers ago constantly. He worked out until he was built like a god, got rid of the braces and suddenly popular girls were falling at his feet. It also doesn't hurt when he wears that black leather jacket, has brown shaggy hair and dark green hazel eyes. Jesus the boy is gorgeous but she couldn't can't stand him now. Her secret crushed faded when she realized it was never going to happen with Sean Walker. She gave up on getting her brothers best friend to notice her a long time ago and she wants to move on. She needs to move on but as soon as she started dating a boy, Sean had problems with it.

The sound of footsteps fell on her ears, forcing her to turn around. Dhruv stood a few inches away, a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from his hair as he ran a hand through it. When his eyes landed on her, they raked up and down her body and his eyebrow lifted while his lips formed a tiny frown. "What are you wearing?" He said tilting his head. He did not look pleased. "Your t-shirt," said Shanaya and rolled her eyes. "And who gave you the permission to wear it?" "You did yourself when you tore my dress into two pieces." His lips curved in delight at her words but returned back to normal soon enough. "Did I? I don't remember it." He shook his head. "Hmm, blame your rusty mind. What was your intent anyway? To have me walking naked around your house?" He pressed his lips together, attempting but failing to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Maybe. That'd be a nice sight, I must admit." *** Shanaya Arora has lived her life peacefully without any drama, that is until Dhruv Kapoor, her ex decides to make a return after eight years, bringing along with him a storm of desire and a promise of companionship for a lonely soul like hers. Burdened with the weight of her past, Shanaya tries to avoid him, denying Dhruv another chance at breaking her heart. But fate has other plans.

With her hair that seems like a massive bush poured with jet black paint, possessing an ethereal beauty and above all, classic and fine gesture. Devon only wants to have a simple life and simply wishes to the moon goddess that her Alpha Antonio will be her mate. But things go in wary, once she learned that the other brother, Alpha Nicholas whom she loathed for the whole of her existence barge into the cabin and disrupt her happy ending, claiming that he is also her mate. The turn of events didn’t stop as specks of lights protrude into her body, drowning her into deep oblivion, and hearing the moon goddess cursing her and the twin. She was cursed to a trio mate, without any justification. The moon goddess branded them without giving any reason. And they are forced to take the path of finding the cure, digging the tragedies of the past and uncovering the truth of their origin. With all of the betrayals, tragedies and cursing that they are about to unveil, is it possible for love to bloom amidst the chaos?

Crystal Santiago was a woman of dual identities. By day, she was a waitress, known for her kind heart and sweet smile. By night, she became Jae, a stripper renowned for her looks and skill. Wherever she went, men would flock to her, completely under her spell. Her long, black hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, framing her seductive red lips and piercing blue eyes. She had the allure of a siren, and it was all too easy for her to trap men in her gaze. But beneath the surface, she was a sweet, down-to-earth girl. Crystal's life was going smoothly until the day she met him. He was powerful, ruthless, and dangerous. He ruled the city with an iron fist, and no one dared to cross them. He approached Crystal one night after her performance, his eyes filled with greed and lust. "You're mine now," he said, his voices dripping with malice. "You belong to me”.

A businessman. A stalker. An FBI agent. What do they have in common? Unfortunately, they all have ties to Evangeline Becker. A sassy, no filter, attention seeker author who has dated almost every man in the entertainment sector. The prettier they are, the more determined she is to make them like her. But when they eventually do, she discards them faster than anyone can say run. However, when she meets Mason, the tables turn. She finds herself falling for him and is desperate to make him love her back. But there's one teeny tiny problem. She can't let him find out who the real woman behind the mask is. Will Eva take off the mask and let Mason see the real her or will she do what she always does when relationships start getting serious? Run

He crouched in front of me and pulled my hair. “I’m talking to you!” He growled into my ears and I forced myself to whimper “I’m sorry” again. He looked at me with so much outrage. “I should kill you”, his voice was a low growl. “No one disobeys me – no one at all. You just failed your first test”. He let go of my hair and stood straight and I wished he’d just let me go. He walked away from me And went to stand in front of the table. “Take off your cIothes and get on the bed” he passed the command and I felt my bIood run cold. If not for the fact I was still breathing, I would have believed I was dead. I thought I was dead. He was going to do the same thing the previous man had almost done to me. The same thing was going to happen. “Make me repeat myself again and you’ll lose your head”, Alpha Leo turned with a snap and with his hands stretched towards me, and I started choking. I had to pay for the sins i know nothing about... I must fulfill my mother's dying wishes even if it meant giving my body and my pride away in return. Alexavia is on a mission to claim back everything her parents had lost twenty years ago, but will she be able to face the hurdles along the way ?

Slamming her against the wall, he dug Hus fingers into hr shoulders, eliciting a pain in her, which caused her to welp. His eyes caging her to his, shutting her sexy mouth up, as he looked into hee eyes. "Hear me and hear me now, because I won't have to repeat my words the next time. You are not my mate, you don't deem to be my mate, I don't want someone like you as my mate, because, you are my slave, you are human, you are skinny, you are ugly, damn, you are short, fucking short, you are WEAK, you are fragile, you don't deem to be my Luna, because I don't want someone like you, never, would I want someone like you, especially not my pet" Alexia Ortega was just a normal girl growing up, all she wanted was a normal life, she grew up with her parents, they lived in the village land of Meduza, they were humans, living peacefully in human lands, not until they were attacked by the Granullas, they took her for slavery and afterwards sold her to her mate, the alpha king. Jaxon Cruz, the alpha king, he have been living a thousand years, hoping for his mate to free him from his misery, he believed he had been the cause of his mate's death, who had continued to torment him. He still wanted his mate, hoping one day, his mate would come back to him, even though she was dead. He was the alpha king, and what is a king without a mate, especially one that have a history of dead mate. After five hundred and twenty nine years, he found a mate. Now how were they able to overcome the forces of the unknown enemies, who had killed his former mate.

"I knew; I married you on condition!" He hugged her behind, wrapping his hands around her waist. "BUT YOU ARE SOMETHING." He turned her back and pressed her against the mirror, placing his hands on either of her sides and caging her in his arms. "I AM ADDICTED TO YOU!" He looked down at her lips before pressing her lower lip between his fingers. A pleasurable moan escaped from her mouth and she closed her eyes, while making him groan "I thought I'd never love anyone again in my life, but you changed me." He lifted her head, taking her chin in his calloused hand. She shivered in response, and her heart started pounding into her ears. His eyes are darkened with a mixture of feelings. She can't help but notice him. He is 190 cm tall with broad shoulders and a muscular body and his flat abs are touching her body, which is giving her goosebumps. The lean angle of his cheekbones and his strong jaw looked like they could have been sculpted by an artist. She is placing her hand on his chiseled chest, feeling his abs and the warmth of his body spreading through her body as he is standing between her legs. "Your scent makes me crazy!" He bent down, whispering in her ear while biting her earlobe before her cheeks in his hands. It's been a couple of months since they got married, even though she feels shy under him—her fingers are tracing down on his biceps. He grabbed her hair, taking her lips into a chaste kiss. Jenny was a babysitter of the twins of Williams, but one day her boss proposed to her for the marriage to became the mother of his kids. How will she fulfill her husband's desires and journey with twins?

“Your name?” a woman who’s wearing a dress, has pale lips and short hair asked me. I stuttered. “L-Livia Washington, ma’am,” I answered. “My husband and I can’t produce a child. I need your help and in exchange, I will reward you with money at your price. Just help me…” she said, her face screaming desperation and almost pleading. Without further hesitation, I nodded my head. “Just tell me what you want me to do, Ma’am…” I didn’t know that an offer I would be accepting would ruin the pipe dream I yearned for. Money. I need money. Surrogacy is the only quick way to get a billion dollars just like what they offered. However, things didn’t go the way I liked. “You came out with a woman again?” I busted out in anger after waiting for Archer to come home. He only scoffed, he was supposed to come upstairs yet I held his hand. “Just to remind you, Archer, you still have a wife waiting for you!” His jaw clenched then took his arms roughly. “Then you should have thought of your husband before cheating on me, and bearing someone else’s child, then, Livia!” he backfired, critically narrowing his eyes on mine. Being married to Archer for five years never became easy. I’m tired of it and was tormented with the punishment he had given to me. “A divorce won’t happen, Livia. I won’t give you the freedom you want. This is your punishment,” he narrowed his rough, stoic voice before coming to his room directly.