Forehead Touching

“Hmm… just looking at it like this isn’t satisfying, isn’t it? How about you and I… we touch each other?” Intimate whispers along with warm breaths hit the crook of Damian’s neck, in the next second he felt something springy kissing for a moment. Making his eyes widen. Moreover, he had to resist the temptation of the smell of blood from the body, to hide the fact that he was a vampire. The beautiful woman’s hand began to lose control, touching the curve of her beautifully formed stomach. Then smirked and sat back down, still on top. A short call came out of the mouth, immediately four men entered the room. Then they stood far behind Almeera Laurens. “Can you guys teach this guy how to make me scream?” she asked casually. Damian couldn’t close his eyes when he realized the meaning of the woman’s words. Soon, it will be her meal!

Amelia's heart filled with fear as the kanye Male Alpha approached her. She had always been taught that Alphas only mated with other Alphas, and now she was face-to-face with one. She cowered as he inhaled her scent at her neck, then moved southward between her thighs, causing her to gasp and stiffen. Suddenly, the male looked up, snarling angrily. "What is this?" he growled. "You smell like an Alpha, but you're not one." Amelia trembled, unsure of how to respond. The male continued to explore her body, sniffing deeply into her womanhood. She felt completely powerless. Then, the male abruptly looked up again, his hair touching her chin as he glared at the others. "Mine," he snarled. "She's MINE!" Amelia realized with a sinking feeling that she had become his property. She was subject to his dominance and control, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

"I loved that I fell for you but I hated that I was your second. That second which always comes after first!" Lilian Evans got married to Richard Tucker after his first wife died. She couldn't keep her heart in place despite his rude and ignorant behaviour. Things got a little overboard and now she was stuck at a point of no return. How would Lilian unfold her life in chaos with the responsibility of being a mother? "Touching others' belongings without consent! You know that is bad manner, right?" Lilian turned in the direction of the voice only to find her husband standing there in the ebony rich suit, his tie a little loose as he gazed right into her soul. "Oh... Yeah, sorry. I was just-" "Your room is at the end of this hallway, closer to Aid's," he said, taking off his coat and not minding to let his bride complete her sentence.

Lyra thought she was living a fairytale, until it turned into her worst nightmare. Her boyfriend didn’t love her. He only wanted her virginity… so he could film it and sell the video for a $30,000 bet. Betrayed, broken and humiliated. She walked away without looking back. But pain has a way of making you reckless. One wild night, she fell into the arms of Nick, the hottest guy on campus, infamous for never touching the same girl twice. It was supposed to be a one-time mistake. Except Nick is breaking every one of his rules for her… and Lyra can’t tell if she’s falling in love or walking into another trap. What she doesn’t know? Nick is a dying werewolf, and she’s the only one who can save him, and Lyra doesn't even believe wolves exist. When the truth rips her world apart, will she run… or risk everything to stay?

I lifted my head from Rhys's arms, his strong chest rising and falling against my cheek. Silk sheets tangled around our naked bodies, the air thick with the scent of our passion. After a passionate night with my childhood friend, the Mafia heir, I was jolted awake at three in the morning by the shrill ring of a phone. It was the Don, ordering me to bring Rhys back to the estate for an arranged marriage. I figured it was just another heiress trying to claw her way into the Griffin family, so I kissed his forehead, pressing myself against him and whispering with a low laugh. "Rhys, what's your plan for this boring princess?" He arched an eyebrow, wrapping a lazy arm around my waist. "Baby, make sure you pick out a good tie for me. I need to make a good impression on my future father-in-law." Seeing me freeze, Rhys sat up and shot me a casual glance, his voice laced with indifference. "Maeve, what's with that reaction? We're just having fun." "You didn't actually think you were going to be the next Donna of the Griffin family, did you?"

Three years after graduation, I was waiting tables at a restaurant when I happened to run into some of my old classmates having a private dinner there. The moment they saw me carrying trays, they burst out laughing. My old rival Elliot sneered that I was a useless nobody, then pulled out 50 bucks and tossed it in front of me, telling me to lick the food scraps off his shoe. "Clean my shoe, and that fifty's yours!" Even my ex-girlfriend joined in to humiliate me. "I can't believe this is what you've become three years after graduation, Chase. Good thing I dumped you when I did—I'd hate to be the girlfriend of some broke loser." Elliot and a few others pinned me to the floor, forcing me to kneel and even bark like a dog. My ex clapped her hands, laughing. "Chase, you really do look like a dog when you're on your knees." Then, the restaurant manager rushed in. The moment he saw me, his face went pale with shock. "M–Mr. Levine… are you all right, sir?" Blood dripping down my forehead, I pointed at everyone in that room. "No one leaves this room tonight."

Sequel of 'Set Me Free', hope everyone enjoys reading this book as much as they liked the previous one. “What is your name?” A deep voice of a man echoes throughout the poorly lit room. Daniel, who is cuffed to a white medical bed, can barely see anything. Small beads of sweat are pooling on his forehead due to the humidity and hot temperature of the room. His blurry vision keeps on roaming around the trying to find the one he has been looking for forever. Isabelle, the only reason he is holding on, all this pain he is enduring just so that he could see her once he gets out of this place. “What is your name?!” The man now loses his patience and brings up the electrodes his temples and gives him a shock. Daniel screams and throws his legs around and pulls on his wrists hard but it doesn’t work. The man keeps on holding the electrodes to his temples to make him suffer more and more importantly to damage his memories of her. But little did he know the only thing that is keeping Daniel alive is the hope of meeting Isabelle one day. “Do you know her?” The man holds up a photo of Isabelle in front of his face and stops the shocks. “Yes, she is my Isabelle.” A small smile appears on his lips while his eyes close shut.

Gage's lips crashed down on Nicole's, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "We neither want to be in a relationship nor can suppress our needs," she whispered, her lips brushing against Gage's. Gage's eyes burned with intensity, his lips curling into a smile. "So what do you propose?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Friends with benefits, just sex without any relationship boundaries." Gage's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't pull back. Instead, he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Nicole's mouth. "Seriously?" he whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes, seriously." As they kissed, Gage's hands roamed over Nicole's body, his fingers tracing the contours of her curves. Nicole's hands were just as busy, her fingers exploring Gage's chest and abs. "I like your lips," Gage whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole smiled, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "I like your eyes." Gage's gaze roamed over Nicole's body, his eyes lingering on her breasts. "Your breasts," he whispered, his voice low and sensual. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Your wide chest, and abs too." As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "There are some rules, though," she whispered. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "What if we fall in love?" she whispered. Gage's smile faltered, and he looked at Nicole, his eyes searching. Nicole's expression turned serious, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "It can't happen," she whispered. "If it happens, then one will not force the other." "I'm in," he whispered.

Gatlin looks at the man in front of him, Adair the president of the Country who claims that he hates him but still can't resist touching him every time they meet Adair would force him to have sex. firstly Gatlin thought Adair doing this to humiliate him later he stands in front of him confessing his love "Gatlin, I love you, I can't live without you" they were fighting for the same position later they fought together with there enemies until one day everyone was against there relation because they were in a country were having love for man is a heavy sin "Adair, will you leave everything behind and run with me" Gatlin asked the cold man Adair. come and join the heart-touching story of two-man who hates to love each other and fight against everyone in a country where a man loving another man call a sinner and see will they leave each other or this world together.

At sixteen, Lovely Thunderstorm is told of the promise her father made ten years ago to Alpha Victor of Black Diamonds Pack to marry his son who is rather the younger version of him. Lovely feels hatred the moment her eyes landed on him. But that isn't the only thing she feels for him. Alpha Victor Jr is stubborn, serious and cold hearted. He has dreaded this arrangement since he was ever told of it. His wolf yearns for his mate, yet he refuses to be weak in admitting he loves her. But how long can he hold out when he is married to her? Excerpt: "Love me and I am in your heart, but hate me and I am in your mind." I spoke, unconsciously turning all Shakespeare on him. "So let me get this straight," he gazed down at me, making me feel short. These goddamn tall people around here. "You want to be in my mind." I smack myself in my forehead before looking at his confused handsome face. Well... I was just going to ignore the fact I called him handsome. "I never knew Shakespeare was this crazy." He stated thoughtfully. I could only glare. I really did hate him.