Get A Grip

"Where are you going, Mrs?" Zaviyaar pulled her to himself after seeing her going away from him. She fell straight on his lap. "I was going to change the dress." She said in a low voice as she felt his warm breathing airing on her neck. "It's not needed." He said meaningfully to her and put his lips on her neck. Anaaya stopped breathing as she felt his grip getting tight. This man is living in her every breath. Zaviyaar tightened his grip on her waist and slowly his lips travelled up from her neck to her face. Anaaya's heart was pounding fast as she felt his warm lips and his beard rubbing against her skin. "You have become my soul, Anaaya Zaviyaar." He said lovingly, kissing Anaaya's cheeks. Anaaya abruptly held him tightly by his shoulders. "For the happening of this moment, I waited every moment." She leaned near his ear and taking a heavy breath, she told him in a soft voice. Abruptly, Zaviyaar's grip has tightened around her waist.

To protect my boyfriend, Nico, the illegitimate son of our allies, the Moretti family, from their internal power struggles, I agreed to leave New York with him. But on the eve of my adoptive father, the Don of the Falcone family, signing our transfer orders, he backed out. Through the hidden door of the cigar lounge, I heard his right-hand man tease him: "So you really kept up that act for three months just to get rid of the princess?" "But she's your childhood sweetheart. You really have the heart to some miserable fishing village in the Baltics all by herself?" Nico's voice was nonchalant. "It's just an outpost across the pond. How far can it be?" "Scarlett is too controlling. If I don't get her out of the picture, how am I supposed to get any breathing room? Besides, I need to put Chloe at ease." I stood behind that hidden door for a long time that night, my grip on the doorknob tightening until my knuckles were white, before I finally let go. I turned and walked away, pulling out my tablet to change my flight plan. I changed the destination from the official plan of that desolate Baltic outpost to a seat at the High Table in Sicily, which is the absolute center of old-world Mafia power. Everyone seemed to have forgotten. I am the princess of the Falcone family. And he is nothing but filth from the gutter. We were never a match.

His grip on her neck tightened as he rammed into her, the sound of her moans filling up his office. “Say it,” He whispered. “Say you belong to me,” The words tremble on her tongue, half plea, half surrender. “I… belong to you.” Her body trembled, caught between wanting to run and wanting to fall deeper into whatever this was. Serafina had just one job to do. Infiltrate his mafia. Obtain information. And kill him. And she would do anything it takes to get the job done, even if it means submitting to a demon. Dimitri Volkov is ruthless, untouchable and looked like pure, undiluted sin. He was not the kind of man you love. He was the kind of man that ruins you and makes you enjoy it. And now Dimitri doesn’t just want her body, her wants her heart, mind and soul. And once the mafia king decides you are his, he never lets you go.

What were the odds that I'd just fucked my boss and been too buzzed, too horny to clock it? Impossible. Catastrophic. My life was like a ticking bomb of fuckups already; this would only make it explode. "Get a grip, Shayle," I whispered, shaking my head hard. It can't be. -------------- What would you do if you found out you only had four months left to live? In the case of Shayle Vale, she was the definition of a plain Jane; quiet, overlooked, and freshly dumped by a boyfriend who called her ‘boring’. But when the doctor drops her death sentence, she decides ‘boring’ dies today. She made a list; Quit her job, Lose her virginity to her hot next-door neighbor, get a tattoo and Do what the fuck she wants. But life doesn’t play fair. Her shitty boss refused to accept her resignation, her neighbor was allegedly still a virgin, and nothing on her list was going according to plan. Now Shayle’s plain, safe little life is spiraling into messy office wars, late-night temptations, secrets she never saw coming and a toxic love triangle. Will she tick off her last wishes, or will fate throw her off the list completely and into the arms of two sinfully attractive men instead?

After a brutal humiliation turns Aria Collins into the campus joke, she decides revenge isn’t enough—she wants power. And the fastest way to get it is by stealing the one thing her enemy wants most. Zane Parker. The problem? Aria has no idea how to make a guy like him notice her. So she makes a reckless offer to the four most dangerous boys on campus—the Steel brothers… who are now her stepbrothers. At dinner, she slides a paper across the table. “I want sex education.” Reed’s slow grin spreads across his face. “You want us to teach you?” “Yes,” Aria says calmly. “Oh, little sister, you are being naughty." Cole’s hands smoothed down my back, over the curve of my ass. “Naughty girls get punished before they get taught.” His palm connected with my right cheek in a sharp, stinging slap. “Suck it, Aria,” Kai ordered, his grip tightening on her cock while he gave inside my mouth. “Get it nice and wet. That’s your only job right now.” “She’s gonna come,” Reed announced as he fingered my cunt. “Look at her. Gonna squirt all over the fucking table. Do it, Aria. Come on, your stepbrothers’ hands.” Jasper finally released my hair, letting my head fall forward. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “Well, Aria? Did you like your first sex education lesson?” I was wrecked, used, humiliated. And utterly, completely owned. My voice was hoarse from screaming and sucking. “Yes, Daddy.”

In order to avenge Lily Bauer, an orphan staying with the Frostfang pack, Ethan Hawkins doesn't show up at the agreed time on the day of our betrothal party. He only sends his Beta to my door with a message. "Last time, you injured Lily with wolfsbane pollen, humiliating her at the pack gathering. Today is just a lesson. Apologize to Lily and send over the necklace she likes, and then we'll get betrothed." Overnight, I become the laughingstock of the entire pack. My brother, Ryan Fuller, says, "Lily just lost her parents. Let her vent her anger. Ethan is meant to be your mate anyway. Delaying your betrothal by a few days is no big deal." Really? It isn't a big deal? The Frostfang pack's ancestral token isn't something just anyone can covet. I turn around and grip the wolf-shaped crest offered by the Blackwood pack. "I accept the Blackwood pack's proposal for a mate alliance."

"You beast leave me." She said, trying to get out of his tight grip and she again felt Ethan's lips on her. She was thrashing her hands in his embrace. Ethan squeezed her butt and her eyes widened more in shock. After some time, Ethan let go of her swollen lips and Jennifer raised her hand again to slap him but his next words stopped her. "The more you slap me, the more I will kiss you." He exclaimed with a satisfied smirk, enjoying her cute anger and she looked down blushing hard. ~~~~~ Jennifer Andrews, a simple and beautiful girl has a life full of dreams. Her biggest dream was to study in her dream city, New York. What she didn't know was that the dream will make her drown in an ocean of emotions! Once she dived into it, there is no going back! ~~~~~ Tune in to know, how a person pulls her into his sick games while another one shows her light through darkness!

My father sold me out, I hate my family and hatred is slowly taking over my life. I was forced into a marriage that I didn't want with a billionaire. My pride couldn't bear his arrogance and cold-heartedness demeanor so I ran away wishing to not get caught. -"I might not want to be a part of this marriage but why don't you?" he asked in a husky voice. -"Why can you not want it but I can't, that is why I despise you, Shawn." I spat out. He grabbed my hand pulling me to his chest as he aimed for my lips, I wanted to back away but his firm grip wouldn't let me. He tried to invade my mouth but I didn't grant him entry so he bit my lip which caused me to yelp and that was his chance to deepen the kiss as he held my waist pinning me to his body.

“Fuck! why do you make me want to break all the rules?” Cade leans in and mutters behind my ears. A shiver races down my spine. I try to step back but the strong grip on my waist is no match for me. Caleb leans closer too, fingers brushing against my soft bossom in a way that makes my heart pound. “Don’t fight it Zane. Alphas can fuck boys too. ” I took a shaky breath, they are intoxicated but i can't help but want more of it. *** Zena Ashton The daughter of a fallen Alpha, rejected by her fated mate. Could life get any worse? Disguised as Zane in an all boys academy, she hides her true self in order to save herself from being killed. Now she’s caught between twin Alphas. Cade and Caleb. Possessive, ruthless and most importantly, her fated mates. Warning !!!⚠️ This story contains explicit content as the plot progresses

My blood runs cold as he pulls me closer to him, "A fucken restraining order Shey!" he says through gritted teeth as his hold on me becomes harder. I try to pull myself out of his grip but I am pushed up against a wall, with his body pinning me beneath his. His hot breath on my neck as he inhales my perfume, he is holding my one hand behind my back as he tries to undress me with the other. "How will you ever learn Shey? You. Are. Mine!" I let out a whimper but his grip only got tighter. He pulls me away from the wall only to push my back against the wall, my cries for help being muffled by his harsh kiss as he pulls down my top and fondles my right . I move harshly under his grip as I try to come free but he only backs away and punches me in the face causing my body to be thrown to the floor. I hit the ground hard as I felt my body ache and tears start to fall, "Help!" I cry out "Can someone please help me!" I yell. I am then picked up by Bruno and thrown into the wall again, my cries becoming more agonising, "You are going to wish you never left me !"