Flinched Definition

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out to get her, how does she face her fear?

Five years after I rejected my mate, Shawn, he had become the Lycan King — and most importantly, he now had a beautiful mate. During the Werewolf Alumni Reunion, someone suddenly brought me up. “What’s Kendra been busy with? She hasn’t shown up at a single reunion in years.” Someone sneered. “She’s too busy seducing alphas from other packs — on airplanes.” “On airplanes?” “Yeah. She’s a werewolf flight attendant with FullMoon Airways. They cater to alphas and lunas from all kinds of packs. I’ve seen her on board before. You wouldn’t believe how flattering she acts around those prestigious wolves.” “Really? Kendra’s a werewolf attendant? No surprise — she’s always dreamed of being claimed by some single alpha.” Hearing that, Shawn, sitting at the center of the table, flinched slightly. His fists tightened. “A werewolf attendant?” he murmured. “Yeah, Shawn... but haven’t you gotten over her by now? It’s been years.” He froze for a second, then quickly composed himself and held his mate’s hand beside him. Everyone’s attention turned to the flickering moonstone ring on her finger. “I’ve long forgotten her,” he said flatly. “Come to my bonding ceremony next month. There will be a sacred ritual at the temple.” “Wow...” Applause filled the hall. But only I, whose soul had been drifting in the air all along, slowly lowered my head upon hearing the news.

BOYFRIEND FOR HIRE Aqualyn Jillian Ferrer is the epitome of perfection. She has the beauty, fame, wealth, and brain. She is idolized by everyone except for oneー herself. Everyone thinks she's perfect but for her, something is missingー love. Steven Aries Scott is the real definition of a zombieー lifeless. His eyes speaks coldness, danger, and sadness. A nerd. He's quiet and dislikes noisy and nosy people. He's like that for a reason, and that is the incident years ago. His life turned upside down when he met the most annoying and bully girl,ー Jillian. One word, One rule, Chain of memories And padlock of emotions, Path will lead to the key of truth and, melt the freezing hearts with bricked walls that will fall apart..

Kiana's life became the true definition of chaos when she entered a contract marriage with the famous billionaire, Pierce Woods... It was a mutually beneficial contract but Kiana soon realized that she signed away her freedom and peace of mind. Kiana lost more than she could count within a short period of meeting Pierce and because of what she stands to gain, she endured everything that was thrown at her but when it came to losing her life and the most precious thing to her, she fought back. But how can you win a faceless enemy? How will Kiana win the battle when she has no idea who she's up against... What will Kiana do when she finally realizes that her faceless enemy has been in plain sight all along? Is the contract marriage with the billionaire even worth the stress?

It all started when a congressman's son died in the private nightclub she always goes to. She became one of the persons of interest and there's someone who was desperate to kill her, but he was always there to save her. Now, she was at risk of falling for her saviour. He gave her a new definition of the word fun and pleasure... and pain.

"Cum now, princess." Zeke ordered as he flicked open the lock on the cock cage around Eli's cock and his body convulsed as the long-denied orgasm tore through him. --------- ‎“I need you to—fuck—I need you to hurt me.” ‎There. The silence came. Not shameful. Not violent. Just truth. ‎Zeke ripped the shirt from Eli’s back. calculated. His belt snapped once. Eli flinched, eyes wild. ‎“You don't get color,” Zeke said flatly. “You say red, I won't stop. And until I'm sure you're tamed, I don’t care if you beg. You wanted to feel something? You’re going to feel everything.” ‎The first crack of the belt made Eli jolt. The second had him gasping. ‎By the fifth, he was moaning. ‎By the seventh, he whispered Zeke’s name like a prayer. ------ Two lovers. Then three. Eventually four. A relationship built on dominance, obsession, and unrestrained desire. ‎No contracts. No safe words. No rules—just raw, brutal fucking. A war of ownership. A battle for control. A dangerous game that turns a dominant into a trembling switch under the right hands. ‎ ‎What happens when a dominant with a submissive lover becomes the fixation of another dominant—one with darkness in his veins and sadism in his smile? ‎ ‎What happens when the confident, untouchable dom unravels, his hidden masochism dragged to the surface by the only man ruthless enough to tame him? ‎ ‎What happens when a discarded, shame-soaked nymph, branded an abomination by her family, falls into the hands of three lovers who have no intention of letting her go—who will worship, ruin her, and show her that her hunger isn't sin... it's survival? A twisted journey of control, obsession, and raw desire—unfolding across three sinful tales: Loved in the Dark. Fucked into Obedience. Seduction and Sin.

Haeden is the definition of an 'strong, independent woman'. She lives with what her beliefs are and always defending her point when she knows that she's right. She has her own goal in life and she promised to achieve it no matter what. Until she met Deniel, a civil engineering student from MAPUA who persistently make his own way to enter her world. And little did she know, she's already falling in love with him. But she forgot to remind herself that.. everything that fall gets broken.

I flinched as his breath fanned my face, my body trembled in his arms. This was the chance, but was I scared? His eyes affected me in so many ways, as they held grief, pain and regret. Our stare was our way of communicating. It was intended, emotional and agonizing. I was hiding the knife behind me, picturing the perfect place to stab him. His searing heat sent a gush of lust inside me. I shouldn't fall for that. This was a revenge plan, not a romantic show-off. "I'm engaged, and I have a child with him" I remembered, barely recognizing my cold voice which had become soft and weak. He let out a dirty smirk, lowering his eyes to my lips as we exchanged breath. "I know, but I can't stop myself from falling" he whispered, and before I could blink an eye, he captured my lips, twirling them to his taste. It was a long liquid kiss that made me wet so that I couldn't fight back. The knife slipped off my hand as my body yanked on his. We both dried up where we stood when her voice resounded in our ears. "Mom?"

~~~ "How many punishments do you have pending, Lucienne?” Immediately the word punishment left his ears, I turned hot, my tongue went numb, my throat became dry, my hands trembled and very became sweaty. "Answer me!" He demanded and I flinched, my gaze now directed to the ground. "S-seventeen," I stammered, my tears and liquid from the different things hurdled at me mixing and landing on the soil. "So this makes it eighteen?” he asked and I forced myself to nod. He dished out some orders to the pack members before turning to me. "Then let's get this started. Your kneels must not leave the ground till we get to our destination. And no, it's not part of your eighteen punishments. Let's go!" ~~~~ Haunted by a past filled with pain and betrayal, Lucienne bears the scars of a life marred by tragedy. Tangled in the clutches of a possessive mate, who constantly makes sure happiness is far from her, she battles not only the physical wounds but the emotional turmoil from years ago. As she tries to escape this painful life, will Lucienne find the strength to embrace love and happiness, or will the echoes of her history shatter the remnants of the once-happy girl she used to be and make her a lone wolf for life?

“Who said Lucas could have all the pretty ones?” he said and I immediately flinched from his touch. “I belong to Lucas” I hissed but he gave a small laugh “All that is Lucas’ will be mine” he whispered close to my ear and I immediately stepped out of his ring and walked away without looking back. A night of fiery passion, an accidental marking and a secret pregnancy puts Jessica at risk but what happens when the trouble comes from the man who placed her in family's way? Now she's on the run with the secret baby of her ex best friend and newest enemy