Gift Of The Goddess

Roseline Kentwood (Gift) is trying to earn a living so she takes the chance of being Jace Snowman, a rude billionaire's maid.She's not an easy-going, vulnerable, quiet and a maid that'll just let anyone insult her and treat her like trash. She's fiery and wouldn't miss a chance to spit at you and let you know how ill-mannered she is if you try to look down your nose at her.Jace is loving her spirit and her fiery nature and physique, but what's kind of limiting him is his 'billionaire fiancee' and how he and people feel, for him to go into a relationship or love his maid with his high status.READ ON TO ENJOY THIS AWESOME-FILLED ROMANTIC NOVEL.REMEMBER THAT PLAGIARISM IS BAD AND THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME, Gift Odulesi so no one should steal my work.

During the pandemic, to earn more money to pay my bills, I went back to my old part-time job as a blind masseur. However, I did not expect that on the top floor of the office building, there was a hidden special service being offered. My first customer when I went to the top floor to work was the beautiful CEO at my full-time job, Rosaline Dunne. She requested a special massage from me…

Every year, the village had to choose a girl of age to become the Blossom Bride. The girl who was chosen would be sent into the cave as the village god’s wife. She would spend the entire night with him. If she came out alive, she would be honored for the rest of her life as a village elder. Any child she bore was said to be blessed, destined for a life of effortless fortune. If she died, the village would simply wait for the next year, when another Blossom Bride would be chosen. The blessing of the Blossom Bride was believed to pass on to her parents and elders as well. However, no one wanted to be chosen. To escape the ritual, families quietly left the village, one after another. I was the only one who volunteered. I had a lust problem, and I had always wondered what it would feel like to be with a god.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Underneath the bright lights, the man makes me lie facedown on the bed. Then, he pushes my waist down from behind, seemingly looking for the best spot. I feel something odd press against me and cry out, telling him to stop. He doesn't, though. In fact, he grabs hold of my belt.

"Ah... go easy, my husband is calling." My cheeks flushed bright red as I grabbed the phone and accepted the video call. On the other end, my husband, Trevor Chambers, stared intently and began rattling off a list of instructions. He was completely unaware that just out of view, a young man's head was busy nuzzling between my thighs.

Selena has only ever lived for one vow: protect her fragile twin, Selene. She’s taken the punishments, carried the blame, and bled so her sister wouldn’t have to. But when fate gives Selena what no wolf could ever dream of — three powerful Alpha mates — her sister wants them too. Raviel. Severin. Jared. Three Alphas, bound to her by destiny… yet Selene is already weaving herself into their arms, pretending to be her. Selena has always been the stronger twin. The brighter one. The protector. But now, trapped in her sister’s shadow, she might lose not only her mates… but herself. Betrayal runs in blood. And this time, love may not be enough to save her.

The gods wanted to walk among the mortals. The Fates knew just what to do. Zeus and Hera were the popular students while the Fates did their best to make sure they were safe. Until Jace come along. A mysteries student that exudes an animalistic aura. His senses have honed in on Andromeda the older sister of the Fates in disguise. Will she keep her wits about her or choose to live for herself?

Ever since I got pregnant, my husband hadn’t touched me. However, to my embarrassment, my body had only grown more sensitive. Every night, I would find myself craving for touch, unable to stop my mind from wandering to all kinds of fantasies, that was until the night a masked man broke into my home.

Some time ago, I was a delivery boy. One day, I received an order to deliver adult toys. When I went to the hotel room, I found a beautiful woman kneeling on a bed with her back turned to me. She only wore a thong. At that moment, I received a message on the delivery app. "Use the toys to bring her pleasure. If you do well, I will reward you with one hundred thousand dollars."

I had just bought a coin worth 3,000 dollars from a trading website. However, when someone came to deliver it, it was not a courier—it was my stepsister, Eleanor Holt. She dropped to her knees, begging me not to tell her mom about what she was doing. "Shawn, please. If you promise not to say anything, I'll do whatever you want tonight. Anything."