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La vie est un conte de fées et elle en est l’héroïne ! C’est du moins ce que pense Analia en se préparant pour la prestigieuse soirée qui va marquer son entrée dans le monde adulte.Elle a le privilège de vivre sur l’archipel d’Eden Island où tout n’est qu’ordre, harmonie et beauté ! Alors que partout ailleurs la montée des eaux a depuis longtemps réduit les continents à quelques îles arides disséminées sur l’océan où les populations luttent pour leur survie.Mais Aylan, nouvellement arrivé sur l’archipel, ne va-t-il pas changer à jamais le destin de l’adolescente en lui montrant la face sombre du paradis ?Du rêve au cauchemar, il n’y a parfois qu’un pas…

WARNING ⚠️: This book contains some violence, explicit and mature content, BDSM, and is highly rated 18+. Just once, he thrust deeper and my lips gaped, trembling…my fingers squeezed his cloth tighter. “Why do you smell this way? Just why?” his voice was barely a whisper. I wanted to answer him…to tell him he was the whore here, but fućk…..he pushed into me deeper, once, twice and again. …… It was supposed to be a seven day contract and then we parted ways, but I didn't just end up being his rival…one whose mother he's been searching for all these years, but also I became the slave who the Alpha king relieves his stress in her damped fold. Was it the matebond? I doubted it. He wasn't just all over me, but I also prayed each day that he sends for me, have me tied up and f*cked until my body convulsed under him. He was dominant and possessive, and I submitted to every bit of him…

"Who has been f*cking with you, Amora?" Amora continued to glance down, reluctant to respond to the question. Her face showed an obvious expression of disgust. Amora never imagined she'd ruin her happiness by spending the night with a cold-blooded stranger. Even though happiness was there in front of her eyes, a drunken Amora witnessed a murder on the night of her bachelorette party. Amora feared she was about to die that night, but an unexpected act saved her. Amora gave up her virginity to the man she thought was a cold-blooded killer due to the alcohol she had consumed. Little did she know that she had been tricked by someone so close to her. Amora also never knew that the man she spent the night with was Regis Lorenzo, the son of the most feared ruler in the mafia! What would be the outcome of Amora's marriage when her future fiancé, Chris Walden, caught her in the act? After being abandoned by Amora with no explanation, what would Regis do next? What would Amora do when she found out she was pregnant?

Every day, my son and husband finish all the house chores before I even get home. But only because they're bringing my husband's first love, Sally Sullivan, back for Thanksgiving, I pour boiling water on my son's face. I also kick both my son and husband out when it's 104°F outside. Desperate to save our son, my husband sprawls across the front porch, begging me to open the door. "Wanda, open the door! We need to save our son! I only invited Sally over because she saved you once back then. I didn't mean anything else by it!" "Mom, it hurts!" my son cries. "Mom, can't you kiss me? Mom…" Meanwhile, I'm slouching on the couch, snacking away as I watch TV. In the end, my husband can't take it anymore and brings me to the Bad Mom Court for trial. The moment my memories are extracted, the entire court bursts into tears.

Lila reçoit le choc de sa vie lorsque son petit ami depuis trois ans demande une autre femme en mariage juste devant elle, lors d'un dîner de fête. Lila le confronte immédiatement, mais il l'accuse d'être délirante, affirmant qu'il n'a jamais eu de relation amoureuse avec elle. Dévastée, Lila prend une décision irréfléchie et couche avec un inconnu dans un bar, mais se rend compte le lendemain que cette personne était son mentor et l'oncle de son ex. Alors qu'elle lutte pour garder son emploi, une vérité choquante lui parvient et elle décide de se venger. Mais que se passera-t-il lorsque son mentor lui proposera une alliance matrimoniale, lui offrant même son aide pour se venger ?

„Frau Stein, gemäss Ihrer Anfrage haben wir eine Leiche vorbereitet, die Ihnen bis ins kleinste Detail gleicht. Diese werden wir in zehn Tagen an den Ort Ihrer Hochzeitszeremonie mit Herrn Meyer liefern“, erklärte der Mitarbeiter am anderen Ende der Leitung. Mias nervöse Anspannung, die schon Tage anhielt, ließ nach endlich ein wenig. „Danke schön.“ „Gern geschehen, das ist unsere Pflicht. Machen Sie sich keine Sorgen – niemand wird an der Echtheit dieser Leiche zweifeln.“ Nach dieser Garantie seufzte Mia erleichtert. Noch einmal ging sie mit dem Mitarbeiter die Details für den Liefertag der Leiche durch. Nachdem sie die Leitung gelegt hatte, öffnete sie die Tür zum Privatzimmer. Bisher war das Zimmer voller Lärm, doch im Moment, in dem sie eintrat, erstarrte die Stimmung. Alle schauten sie an – kein Laut war mehr zu hören.

Life always has it's nature. Nature to make you feel anything you didn't expect to happen. It's always ups and downs but this life is different from others. Joanabe's, who is so passionate about music. Dreams to become a musician. Fate always has its way for her. Is it really worth it?When she found her first unrequited love, Kane married her childhood friend Cheryl? Who later become pregnant.The heartbroken Joanabe griefs for the sudden news and takes away her life but gets reborn in a baby's body, not just anybody's baby. Kane and Cheryl's child."Honey! What will be her name?" Ask Cheryl."Her name is Joenabell, my child," Kane replied happily to his beloved wife while kissing his child's forehead.WAI-WAIT! KA-KANE?! H-HE KISSED MY FOREHEAD! MY FOREHEAD!I, Joanabe inside Joenabell's body become their child. What the hell! F**k life.Is it her karma?-or perhaps a second chance?

MATURED CONTENT! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Blurb: "One month. I'll give you one month to submit yourself to me. We know that we are both dominant beasts, so let's have a deal. If you win, you'll have me as your slave, and you can do anything to me-anything, but if I win, you'll need to marry me and be mine forever." Napataas ang kilay ni Janice sa paghahamon sa kanya ni Matteo. Ang lakas ng loob ng binata maghamon gayung kung tutuusin ay wala itong karapatang manduhan siya. Janice loves dominating her f*ck buddy. Gusto niyang siya ang nasusunod pagdating sa pagtatalik at walang sinuman ang nangangahas na suwayin siya. No one ever tried to reject her. Subalit biglang lumitaw sa harapan niya ang isang lalaking nagpakilalang Matteo Cordova at nangahas na bigyan siya ng isang kasunduang tuluyang magpapabago sa pananaw niya sa buhay.

Alors qu'on m'a tranchée morceau par morceau, j'ai trouvé la force d'appeler mon frère. Il a décroché quand ma conscience s'est brouillée, avec une voix pleine d'agacement. « Qu'est-ce que tu veux encore ? » « Alex, sauve-moi… » Je n'ai pas fini ma phrase qu'il m'a coupée net. « Comment se fait-il que tu aies toujours des histoires ? À la fin du mois c'est la fête d'Élise Dubois, si tu ne viens pas, je te fais la peau ! » Après ces mots, il a raccroché sans hésiter. La douleur m'a vaincue, j'ai fermé les yeux pour toujours, avec des larmes encore aux coins de mes yeux. « Alex, tu n'as pas besoin de me tuer, je suis déjà morte. »

Freya, born to Omega parents and unable to shift at sixteen, faced isolation and rejection. Alpha Dominic mated with her, then cruelly rejected her at dawn for being human. Devastated, Freya runs away, carrying a hidden secret-a three-year-old child. Four years later, fate brings them together again, igniting a tale of love, betrayal, and a bond that may or may not reignite. ***************** "You're f*cking mine, Freya," he growled, his words dripping with possessiveness. "No one else can satisfy you like I can." I gripped the sheets, while biting my lips as I surrendered to the relentless pleasure being thrusted between my thighs. "Yes, Alpha Dominic," I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm yours, only yours." He gripped my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my skin possessively as he drove into me with unbridled passion. "Say it again," he demanded, his voice husky with desire. "I'm yours," I cried out, my voice rising with each thrust. "Yours forever."