Four Lines Poem

His word is law and he says I'm his.Edward Collins is a ruthless billionaire,a gorgeous distraction in my life and the architect of my crazy fantasies. He charms and tempts...captures and claims her.Between resisting and surrendering,lies the thrill.He knows her boundaries, beautifully pushing her limits a little further everytime thereby creating a space for himself in her heart. It was just a relationship built on the ground of pretence.She didn't expect it to become a raging ball of fire and dark love eating her up with a flaming guilt. When it became too much for Diana to handle,she cried... ..be careful with my heart... ..to all four billionaires.

“Sign the papers, you devil!” Elena snarled with a curse. “Are you blind to see that you’re no longer needed here?” Kendra had it all—money, power, a loving family, until she threw it all away for a man who would give her the world. After being married to him for four years of abuse and exploitation, Kendra finds herself divorced, broken, and penniless. Left with nothing, she returned to her father’s house and began the race to win back her birthright as the heiress to Winchester Enterprises. Kendra was welcomed home and given a condition to assume the new CEO of the family company – only if she accepted to marry Douglas Brooks – the youngest and wealthiest billionaire in the city. She hesitantly accepted the proposal, taking it as ‘just business.’ But with time, the arranged marriage turned into what she’d always wanted in a relationship. At the company’s night event to usher her in as the Heiress and the new CEO of Winchester Enterprises, and as expected she met the presence of her ex-husband and his new girlfriend. They were shocked to their bones when Kendra was announced the Heiress and the new CEO of the leading company in the city. Kendra was no longer the naïve lady they tossed around like a piece of trash. Now it was time to make them pay for all they did to her!

I suffered miscarriage when I protected my mate Blake, Alpha of the Storm Pack, from the rogue wolf attack. But I accidentally overheard Blake speaking to our pack healer: "When you heal Luna, find an opportunity to remove her uterus. Make sure she can never get pregnant again." Then a she-wolf took a three-year-old boy into the room and Blake lifted the boy up with pride, instructing the healer: "Create the best training and nutrition plan for my son. I want him to be strong enough to become the heir to the Storm Pack." I recognized this woman. She was Chloe, an Omega who had joined our pack four years ago. And that child—with Blake's eyes and Chloe's smile—was unmistakably their son. I listened as Blake continued to firmly remind the healer: "Also, use the best healing herb——Moonbloom herb to treat Luna. Make sure Luna recovers properly. Don't worry about the treatment costs, I will pay for it personally." The healer looked at Blake in surprise. There is only one Moonbloom herb in the whole pack, and it will cost at least 10 million US dollars. My heart trembled. I never imagined the man who claimed to love me more than life itself would betray me like this. But when I severed our mate bond make way for their love story, the Alpha went crazy.

It's too big she thought as the stretched virgin flesh sent out waves of aching pain. It felt as though her sides would split and she'd be torn in half. She moaned and tilted her head, brushing her lips inadvertently against his, sending more erotic shivers through her. Her hand reached for the base of his cock to prevent his withdrawal, inexplicably enjoying the strange but exciting feeling of being so completely filled despite the terrible ache it caused. He intercepted her hand and pinned her arm above her head. "Do you want more or not?" ************ In a world where towering giants rule over the lands, young virgins are chosen from small villages as tributes to satisfy the desires of their colossal masters. Bound by chains and stripped of their innocence, these virgins become slaves to the giants' unquenchable lust. Among them is a group of women who, despite their fate, secretly plot to reclaim their freedom. As they navigate the dangerous and forbidden world of their captors, they must balance their survival with the growing passions that threaten to consume them. Can they escape their enslavement, or will the giants' desires forever hold them in bondage? The Giants & Sex Slaved Virgins and other stories is a tale of raw power, sex, lust, and the struggle for liberation, where forbidden pleasure blurs the lines between captor and captive. Prepare for an intense journey of domination, submission, and rebellion in this dark and provocative fantasy.

//READ WOLF DEN BEFORE READING THIS BOOK// "Ok what the hell they actually want, they want to destory us hole White Clan isn't" Team ask in frustration. "Not only that" Ash said while look all of them, four of them start him with wide eyes. "Then" Rose asked. "They only don't want destory us, they want destory hole government and rule all over the World, and they want something from us, or I can say someone from us" Ash told them. "Who?" Rose asked. "Donna, their Donna and Balck Clan King partner" Ash said. "W-What" Team shutter. "Yes we have their Donna"

Aurelia is a hunter. For centuries she has been fighting in a seemingly hopeless battle, the war for freedom. While a dark past drives the withdrawn woman in the fulfillment of her task, she and her four colleagues slide into a dangerous operation that irrevocably changes their life without warning. A very special kind of hunt begins, which takes Aurelia on an adventurous journey. A journey to yourself ... and to love......"But ... what if you are not able to love?"She had chosen the right sentence. Viktor understood their coded symbol, he knew it that way too. She saw almost figuratively how he swallowed the sadness, then he put a forgiving hand on her shoulder."Believe me, you will know and you will love ..." His voice was rough and when he finally continued it became a bit bitter. "There is this man whom even you can love."Then she realized that it was not just Meredia that had stalled their relationship. She had done it herself because she had been unable to allow true closeness. Her heart was just a hard lump of flesh.

"Am so hard for you right now." I said to the sexy girl in front of me. "Have sex with me and I will give you lots of money." I added, hoping she would let me have her, instead tears start to stream down her cheek, which made me felt a tug in my heart. "You owe me from last night." I said to her as she looked at me innocently. "What do you mean?" she asked in a low tone, looking down with tears still streaming down her cheek "Did you say how?" I replied to her as I groan, getting more hard as i stare at her big round full boobs. Lizzy Spencer is a definition of man magnet and had a killer body. After loosing her parents at a young age, she has been striving hard to make a living, with alot of problem to solve, but everything took a turn when she met (Don Dawson) Don Dawson, also called The Trillion Dollar Man, he was wealthy, devilishly handsome, and was a bit proud of himself. Don never believed in love, all he does is have a threesome with ladies and do away with them. Love was just a four letter words to him, he only believe in power and money, until he set his eyes on her, and she became his desire. What will happen when the trillion-dollar man finds the same girl who ran away from the club on his private suite? Will he let her go scot-free, or will he make her pay for defiling his bed without his permission?

Angelina begged and screamed in pain infront of four assaulters to let her go, but they could not comprehend a girl's "NO." They sexually assaulted her and killed her soul.The broken fragment of her soul continued even through tears. Infront of her eyes, those assaulters also killed her first mate. However, she won't spare anyone and has returned to take her revenge. And the only punishment for them is death. But destiny played with her and her second mate is the assaulter brother. Will she forgave them? Or she will kill her second mate?

She swore to take him down. She never meant to fall for him. Samantha Gray doesn’t make mistakes anymore. Not after that one event that changed her forever. Now she’s a weapon with a single mission; get close to Ryan Robin Anderson and uncover the truth that disrupted her life. Ryan Robin Anderson is young, rich, powerful… and oblivious. As the city’s most eligible CEO, he’s used to controlling everything... except the danger quietly closing in. He needs protection from dangerous rivals, and without knowing it, he hires the one person who poses the greatest threat: her. He trusts her. He needs her. He has no idea who she really is. By day, she guards his life under a false identity. But by night, she haunts him as a mysterious masked woman who stirs feelings he can’t explain and shouldn’t trust. One man. Two versions of the same woman. A twisted game of secrets, lies, and unspoken attraction. She had two rules: He must never learn her real identity, and she must never fall for him. But the closer they get, the blurrier the lines become, and soon, Samantha will have to choose between revenge… and a heart she swore was bulletproof. “I was hired to protect you from your enemies. But who’s going to protect you from me?”

ADRIAN'S POV My head was pounding, a dull throb that echoed the frantic beat of my heart. I was hot, too hot, my skin slick with an unfamiliar sweat. I knew it instantly: drugged. One moment I was escorting Aria, basking in the glittering lights and dancing with her in the ballroom at her birthday party. Next, a wine from a waiter, a trip to the bathroom, and then… darkness. I blinked, trying to focus on the blur above me. Damien. My stalker. The man who’d been haunting the edges of my life for weeks, whispering cryptic claims of a shared past I couldn’t recall. He was on top of me, pinning me to the plush velvet of some unfamiliar bed. His eyes, usually so intense and unsettling, were filled with a disturbing mix of guilt and desperation. "I’m sorry, Adrian, I'm so sorry I had to do this, but I can't stand seeing you with her. Watching you rewrite our history... please, remember me. Remember us." He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "I promise, I'll cherish you this time." Then, his lips crashed onto mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that stole my breath away. His hands moved over me, desperate and knowing, igniting a fire that both terrified and strangely thrilled me. Maybe it was the drug blurring the lines of reason. Or maybe… just maybe, deep down, my body recognized something my mind couldn’t. It responded to his touch with a shameful eagerness, a desperate need that mirrored his own. All I could do was surrender to the moment, to the heat, to the undeniable connection I felt with this man, Damien, as I returned his kiss with a fervor that shocked us both.