Fingers Interlocked

"Don't move," he trailed his kisses to my neck after saying it, his hands were grasping my hands, entwining his fingers with mine, putting them above my head. His woodsy scent of cologne invades my senses and I was aroused by the simple fact that his weight was slightly crushing me. ***** When a famous author keeps on receiving emails from his stalker, his agent says to let it go. She says it's good for his popularity. But when the stalker gets too close, will he run and call the police for help? Is it a thriller? Is it a comedy? Is it steamy romance? or... is it just a disaster waiting to happen? ***** Add the book to your library, read and find out as another townie gets his spotlight and hopefully his happy ever after 😘 ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

She thought she was just signing a contract. He thought she was just another name to silence his family’s pressure. But when the fragile, terminally ill girl he married starts slipping through his fingers, the heartless billionaire who swore he could never love—breaks first. Evelyn Hart never believed in fairy tales. All she wanted was a quiet marriage to escape her cruel relatives and live out her short life in peace. Nicholas Drake, the ruthless New York billionaire with a heart colder than winter, only needed a wife who wouldn’t ask for love. But when the woman he thought he could forget begins to fade away, his carefully built world starts to crumble. He married her for convenience. He never expected to fall in love before she was gone.

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

After my elder sister lost her sanity, her engagement with the Crawfords was passed on to me. I joyfully married my long-time sweetheart, only to spend the wedding night alone. Because of this, I became the laughingstock of the capital. Later on, I uncovered my sister’s secret, so she ran me over with her car and dumped my body in the woods. When I opened my eyes again, I realized I had returned to the day when the engagement was swapped. William Crawford cradled my deranged sister in his arms and kissed her fingers affectionately. “No matter what happens to you, you’ll always be my love, Whitney.” This time, I turned and agreed to the marriage proposal of Jonathan Gray, the infamous tycoon with a violent temper and who’s rumored to be impotent. While he asked for my hand in marriage, William cried for me to return to his side.

“It's time baby, come home now. You have wandered for too long. “He spoke in a calm tone as if he was coaxing a small kid to give up on her bad habit. My fingers tightly gripped each side of my dress and tears welled up in my eyes. I whipped my head at Adan for protection but my heart stuttered when I witness the look of betrayal on his face. “Please let me explain. “I pleaded in my mind. But he wasn’t looking at me. “What if I don’t let you take her then?” This time Adan spoke and a ray of hope sparkled in my heart. He snickered. “I can see my wife has thoroughly pleased you. Trust me, I don’t want any bloodshed. Give my wife back and I will leave without wagging war.”

“Where have you been, Cosette Blanche Warren?” he whispered darkly. My throat went dry. I could feel his hands roaming down my thighs, his touch possessive. “Someone saw my wife with Franklyn Carrington today,” Yohan continued, his voice deceptively sweet. “Tell me, Mrs. Warren… is that true?” A chill ran through me. His tone wasn’t affectionate—it was laced with something far more dangerous. “Open your eyes.” I jolted at his sudden command and immediately obeyed. My body trembled under the weight of his stare. His fingers curled under my chin, tilting my face closer. Slowly, agonizingly, he licked the corner of my lips before whispering against them. “What did I tell you before, wife?” Tears welled up as I struggled to form words. “I-I’m not allowed to meet…other men,” I stammered. “Hmmm.” His fingers traced lazy circles on my waist before pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Then explain what happened earlier.” “Franklyn is just a friend, Yohan. I-I wasn’t doing anything wro—” “Liar!” he roared. I flinched as tears spilled down my cheeks. A scream tore from my throat when Yohan suddenly lifted me, throwing me onto the bed. My eyes widened in terror as he hovered over me, his expression twisted with something unrecognizable. “No one else can come near you, touch you, or even look at you because you belong to me alone, Cosette Blanche Warren!” His voice was a venomous snarl. “You will never escape me! You will never be happy! Because I won’t allow it!” Then, he laughed. A dark, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. Tears streamed down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut. This was my life now.

MATURED CONTENT!!! “ I could smell how much you want us.” I moaned, my body arching against his touch. I felt hands on my body, fingers tracing the curves of my breasts, my hips, my thighs. I shivered in pleasure, my body on fire. Ryker leaned in, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, "You have no idea how badly we've been longing for this. Caspian chuckled darkly, his large hand cupping one of my breasts. "Mmm, and what a sight you are. So wet for us already." Thane's voice was a rumble in his chest as he ran his fingers along my inner thigh. “I could taste your desire, even in your sleep. You've been craving our touch." At the prestigious Crescent Academy, power is everything, and Omegas like Aria are nothing. Forced into the lowest class due to a suppressed wolf form, Aria endures humiliation, cruelty, and punishment just to earn her freedom from her manipulative stepmother’s grasp. But Aria isn’t weak. She’s hiding something far more dangerous than anyone can imagine. An ancient, overpowered lineage that could tip the balance of the entire werewolf world. When she crosses paths with the untouchable Apex brothers, sparks fly, tempers flare, and forbidden bonds begin to form. Cold and brooding Kaid. Flirtatious and broken Ryker. Gentle and haunted Thane. Reckless and loyal Caspian. They’re drawn to the girl who refuses to kneel, even as their enemies conspire to tear them apart. As a deadly rogue faction emerges and secrets buried in blood and betrayal come to light, Aria must embrace the monster she was told to fear… or lose everything. Fate gave her four mates. Power made her a target. But it’s her rage that will make her a legend.

My lips parted, but I couldn’t speak. His fingers found my wrist with surprising precision, holding just enough to make me feel caught. “I don’t need eyes to see how much you want me,” he said, pulling me a little closer. “And if you keep standing there with that attitude, I just might prove it.” *** Amelia thought she had the perfect life until a devastating betrayal and heartbreaking news shattered it all. In a desperate bid to escape and survive, she agrees to marry the poker face CEO in her stepsister’s place. He’s Sebastian Hawkins, a handsome billionaire who’s actually blind. Behind his cold exterior lies a man with secrets buried deep and a hunger that quickly turns possessive. What begins as a way to cope spirals into a world of twisted truths and an all-consuming passion Amelia never saw coming.

"You are very wet for me. So wet. Fuck,” He grunted softly. His fingers brushed inside of my thigh, and when he moved to caress the tips around my clit, I couldn’t help the whimpers escaping from the depth of my being. “Soon, baby girl, there won’t be an inch of you that doesn’t belong to me.” ****** Without a doubt, Celia Weaver knew her parents hated her, and that had to be the only reason they treated her like dirt. She sometimes doubted if she was truly her father's. Even before she was born, her fate was already decided. She was collateral for a debt her father owed the Hamiltons, a family known for their cruelty. Her world shattered when a guard walked through the door of her father on her eighteenth birthday, ready to take her away. Bite into this dark, sinful, and delicious love story.

All Bethany Blakes wanted was to graduate from college and marry her childhood sweetheart, Clement, running an art gallery while living a happy married life but things went haywire when she realized she was nothing but a bet to her beloved sweetheart.  In an attempt to get rid of a urinary tract infection, she got inseminated with the sperm of a cold and ruthless billionaire, Falcon Gray who has wealth, power, a dark past and was desperately in need of an heir to secure his inheritance.  Unable to let his only chance at securing all he had toiled for slip off his fingers, he struck a deal with the final-year student to keep the baby and spend the Christmas holiday with him at his family's annual get-together but as their bond grew stronger, his dark past and undying love for his supposed fiancée Leonie Winters threatened to tear them apart.