Favorite Lyrics Nct 127 Novels & Stories

She's a young Christian of 24yrs who tragically lost her father at 10yrs. She's ambitious that's why she immigrated to America. Her ambitiousness doesn't only push her to immigrated, it also made her work for Declan. She's brave, innocent, sensitive, ambitious and focus that's why when confronted with a choice between her siblings financial safety and her believes she's lost monumentally. He's perfect, sexy as hell, Richer than the word rich and arrogant than the devil himself, with all this perfection in appearance he still has some vacuum, he isn't perfect as he needs others to believe, Declan was diagnosticated with erectile dyfunctioning at a very young age. What will happen when tw

Real life gets messy… and dangerously hot. This collection dives into the kind of forbidden love and taboo desires you only whisper about. From scorching office crushes with your boss to explosive hookups with a forbidden ex, and fake lovers that cross a line you swore you would never touch. These stories are fast, dirty, and impossible to put down. Every secret, every stolen moment, and every broken rule takes the heat higher. ️️ For mature readers only. Expect explicit themes, dark kinks, and adult situations. Don't stop here. More volumes are waiting on my author page. Each one takes the taboo to a new level, exploring the darkest desires: mafia obsession, broken vows, arranged/forc

His Sister's Boyfriend Cole Ashford is rich, ruthless on the ice, and used to getting what he wants. The one thing he can't have? His sister's boyfriend. Jay Menisa works double shifts, designs logos for scraps, and doesn't owe anyone a smile. He's dating Maya sweet, trusting, wonderful Maya. But from the first dinner, Cole and Jay lock into something that isn't quite hate. It's stares that last too long. Sarcasm that masks hunger. Accidental touches that leave both of them breathless. Cole tries to bury it. He's a hockey captain with an NHL future. He can't want a man. He can't want her man. But every time Jay laughs, every time those calloused hands wrap around a coffee cup, Cole

"Fall in love with me, and you lose ten million." That's not a threat. That's the deal. Cassian Wolfe doesn't make offers. He delivers ultimatums. Billionaire. Sports mogul. Champion horse racer. He built an empire on broken rules and even more broken people. He doesn't negotiate. He dominates. He doesn't forget. He collects. And Sadie Sinclair? She was always his favorite thing to break. He tortured her through high school. Mocked her through college. Humiliated her in ways that still burn under her skin. He slammed her confidence into the dirt and then stepped over her like she was nothing. And now he's back, richer and colder than ever, with the same sharp jaw, the same cruel smirk, a

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and b

Music brings joy,music calms the nerves but can a song bring led to death…… a music box with diabolical setting,words of the box,lyrics of the music,if you want to die listen to their rhythm. Victoria is seventeen-year-old that lives with her parents, being born in a family that loved her and cared for her, never had she felt left alone. But after the death of her father, her mom married again to a wealthy high-class man whose reputation is all that he cares about.

I begged my husband ninety-nine times to go with me to Jay Boone's concert. On the hundredth time, he finally bought two front-row tickets. Dressed to the nines, I was stopped at the entrance by security because I couldn't produce my ticket. By the time the concert ended, I still hadn't been able to get through to him on the phone. News broke that my husband and his young girlfriend were at the concert, requesting "Sunny Day" from Jay Boone. The story shot straight to the trending charts. There's no rain in the lyrics of "Sunny Day." Because the only world caught in a torrential downpour was mine.

Ethan is a huge music fan. Because the lyrics express their emotions or experiences. Music was his comfort, his refuge, and his dearest companion. As a result, his desire to be an artist began. He desired to perform on stage as well as on the street. Just to let the world know about his musical talent and passion. Lily left his home because of his stepfather. She has only one dream, and that is to finish her studies. But how can she complete her studies if she doesn't have enough money? She finds it tough to consume three meals a day. Fortunately, she met a friend named Claire and recruited her as a production assistant in a huge corporation. But there's a catch. She must be married to the

In the fifth year of being married to Rick Duncan, I burned down our house. "Wendy Frost, don't think I'll forgive you so easily. I will never love you!" shouted Rick. I sat by the window and looked at him. "You'll regret this, Rick." The next second, a cloud of red mist appeared from the ground. I was left lying in a pool of blood. I suddenly opened my eyes... I was reborn. Three months later, Rick made a call late at night during the day of his wedding with Jennifer Frost. He was sobbing. "Mindy, I regret my decision."

While cleaning Desmond Maynard's house, I accidentally knocked over his mother's keepsake. He once told me it was his most precious possession. But when I picked it up, hundreds of love letters spilled out. There were beautiful poems, passionate lyrics, and heartfelt confessions. He had written one letter a week without stopping. On the back of each one wrote a line: To My Love, Bunny. The nickname rang a bell. It was his junior in college. Things started to make sense. I slaved away for 13 years, running his household and caring for his family, but Desmond never even said he liked me. That was because he already had someone he liked. I sorted the letters by date, put them back, and