Golden Beer Crossword Clue

"Marry me." Damien Blackwood smirked, golden eyes darkening. “Come again?” Sofia gripped the contract, her heart still raw from Jake’s betrayal. “No emotions. No strings. Just a contract.” Damien chuckled. “And why do you need a husband, sweetheart?” “Revenge,” she admitted. “I trusted him. He slept with someone else. In our bed.” Something flickered in Damien’s gaze—something possessive. “You think I’ll pretend?” Sofia frowned. “What do you mean?” He stepped closer, voice low. “I don’t fake things. Not my loyalty. Not my obsession. If you become my wife, you become mine.” She should’ve walked away. Instead, she signed. And everything changed. At first, it was just a contract. Then came the way Damien touched her—"Good girl." The way his voice dropped when another man looked at her. "Mine." Then came the nightmares—visions of another life. Another love. Him. Damien wasn’t just her husband now. He had been before. And she wasn’t just human. She was a white wolf. But Jake’s obsession turned dangerous. He would steal her again. Only Damien’s obsession burned hotter. No one touched what was his. And if Jake tried, he wouldn’t live to regret it. A wolf always protects what's his , I thought I married a billionaire, not knowing that he is a wolf, one that unleashed my powers I never knew existed

"I can give you what you want, professor," I said, my gaze trained on him. He moved closer to me until my back hit the wall. Then his gaze dropped to my lips, his golden eyes taking on a crimson hue. "And what's that, Miss Nightbourne?" He said, his voice dropping to a heart-racing whisper, sending shivers down my spine. "Me." ... Drugged and forced into a premature heat, Clarissa ends up in bed with Jaxon, her fiance's uncle. And eventually, she discovers that she's pregnant. Betrayed, branded a traitor, exiled, broken, and alone, she soon discovers a dangerous secret-her bloodline is more than just powerful. She is the last heir of the Lunar Throne. To uncover her potential, she must attend the Werewolf Academy. At the Academy, she must fight for her birthright while facing ruthless enemies, dark prophecies, and the forbidden pull of her mate-now her professor. Will she be able to find the justice she so desperately seeks?

"I'm sorry." She said clearing her throat unnecessarily in embarrassment. Oh Gosh, he was even more handsome up close and personal. Gosh, and he was bigger, could her day get any more better? He smiled and she melted, inside. On the outside, she has a blank face. Wow, his smile was breathtaking "I'm Luke" He said extending his hand out to her "Lena." She said, slipping her hand into his. Perfect fit, his hand was both soft and hard at the same time, somewhere in between. "Can I get you a drink?" "I already-" Vero kicked her thigh again and she closed her eyes for a second. "I already have a drink. But yes, I would love you to get me a drink" He smiled at her again, for some reason, admired her unmoved faze. He'd seen how her friend kicked her. "Two shots of devil spring" He said to the bartender and drew a seat for himself "By the way. This is my friend, Veronica." "Hi" He nodded "Hi." "I'm Luke" "Yeah, I know" She said with a smile, said something to Lena and left. Lena did not seem to happy about it he could tell. "So, uh... What brings you here tonight? Thank you" He referred to the bartender as he set their drinks on the table. "Uh... I guess I just wanted to get out." "No". She raised a finger up, bringing her beer to her mouth. "Don't try to ask questions. I know what you want. Okay" He smiled "And quit smiling. I've seen enough of your dentals already. Okay let's get drunk first so I'll have some courage. Lets do this"

Abhorred and burned to death, a nameless female takes on the identity of another to infiltrate the most prosperous pack in the Northwest. Her plan? Inherit the pack with the protection of her soulmate. Because she has zero faith in the resilience of a chosen mate bond, she never dated a man up to this date. On her 22nd birthday, the pressure on her increases as new foes emerge and old enemies resurface. So when Einas Raed, the Lycan Commander of the Pacific Sea, regrets his choice and asks for a second chance, she grasps the golden branch she believes would be the end to her demons. Not exactly who she claims to be, what will happen when her secret is exposed to the world? ... I am not who I say I am. I copied her face and took her name, then impersonated her to enter the Evergreen Pack. I replaced her in her family and stole her place in her pack. Neither the right to be the Alpha King's Heir nor the privileges of Alpha Malivik's daughter belong to me. Yes, I know. I am a terrible person. I am a thief. An Imposter. This is why the shame of my guilt burdens my heart, and it's eating me from the inside out. The fear of my dirty secret getting exposed has me ardently praying to the Moon Goddess. Because I copied her face, it's only a matter of time before everyone finds out I stole her identity. ... ----------------------------------------------------------- Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved.

I stretched lazily on the bed, much like a contented kitten, before opening my eyes. Hovering above me was a face that could have been sculpted by the gods—a handsome, well-defined face with sun-kissed golden eyes. My first groggy thought was that Cara had finally brought home a decent, well-groomed man for a change. But…. Why is he in my room? I abruptly shoved him away, ending the spell. "Get off your asshole!" With a scowl on my face, I got up quickly. “Was personal space not mentioned by Clara, huh?” I spoke in an irritated tone. “Clara?” He turned and casually picked up some papers from a nearby table, settling down with an annoying smile. “And who might that be, if I may ask?” He doesn’t even remember her? Asshole “Well, if you must know, Clara—” I started, but my words faltered as something shiny caught my eye. What is..? Then my memories began to flood back. —it’s a damn golden sofa. Shit. Brain Freeze. ~~~ Growing up as the oldest kid on a Chicago farm was no picnic for Mary Johnson. Her folks, good ol' Mr. and Mrs. Becky Johnson, were salt-of-the-earth types, who worked hard on their small farm not far from the gritty backstreets of Chicago. They taught Mary and her siblings the value of hard work, self-value. But as much as Mary loved her family, she dreamed big, but those dreams took a backseat when she needed to step up and help support her family. Then, out of the blue, fate threw her a curveball. A chance in the US came knocking, and Mary didn't hesitate. And then she crossed paths with the Blacks – New York’s high society, dripping with wealth and power, who offered her a deal she couldn’t refuse.

Lenora Monroe left behind a dark past, but no matter how far she runs, the shadows follow her. Starting anew as a college professor, she believes she’s finally found a safe haven—until a night of drinks leads to her meeting Elijah North. Golden-eyed, arrogant and charming, Elijah ignites something in her that leads to her making a spur of the moment decision. Her life is tossed into chaos when she realises that the man she just spent the night with was not only her student, but the son of the Alpha, a man she was now indebted to. Bound by a bond neither can explain or deny, their relationship is forbidden, dangerous, and intoxicating. The two are forced to the realities their forbidden relationship, the drama that comes with it as well as the demons that plague them. With her past colliding with his power-hungry family, Lenora and Elijah find themselves trapped in a web of tension, dominance, and desire. Every stolen moment ignites passion—and every confrontation pushes them closer to the edge of destruction. In a world where control is everything, can they fight for a love meant to be forbidden? Or will their desires tear them apart?

"So, you were dating a monkey?" She teased, raising an eyebrow at Justin. He frowned at first but then burst into laughter. "Come closer," he said, motioning her toward him. She leaned in, bringing her ears close to his red lips. "I want to tell you a secret," he whispered, his voice low and teasing. "I don't actually like any of my girlfriends. I just date them for free p***y," he confessed with a mischievous grin. She couldn't help but burst into lauughter. "You're such a pervert," She said, still giggling. ~~ Ivy and Justin have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But Ivy has always wanted more-she's always wished Justin could see her as more than just a best friend. What will happen between these two? And will things take a turn for the better if Justin's brother, Trevor, steps in to play matchmaker? Or rather..... wanted her too!! Read on to find out!

What would you do if your husband is having an affair with a young wealthy woman? *** Many people see Emma's husband as a perfect husband, and even her bosom friend always compliments her husband handsome look for the fact he's young and tall. Emma’s world shatters when she uncovers a strand of hair on Noah's scarf—a small clue that unravels a web of betrayal. As her investigation deepens, Emma discovers Noah's affair with Isabella, a wealthy young woman who is living on her father's wealth, and the complicity of her closest friend, who was keeping all she knew just for wanting a night with Noah. Betrayed on every front, Emma embarks on a daring path to reclaim her life, uncovering financial secrets and exposing her husband's deceit. Emma, who is now deadly for revenge for ruining her cheating husband, catches the attention of Andrew, the son of a powerful billionaire whose father was a rival of the young woman's father, and is now willing to risk everything for her.

Dysis Salmon’s life has been shaped by the cruelty of her father, a man consumed by debt and selfish ambition. Struggling to survive in the shadows of his abuse, Dysis is forced into a terrifying new reality when her father offers her as payment for his debts to Alexander Levi, a ruthless and powerful mafia leader. Alexander, a cold and calculating figure, is used to controlling everyone and everything around him, but Dysis is different. Her defiance ignites something in him, both a desire for power and an attraction he cannot ignore. Dysis discovers she has lost control of her life after being brought to the Levi estate, a world of luxury and peril. She discovers the harsh reality of being imprisoned in a golden cage: resistance might be her only chance to survive, but escape is impossible. Despite Alexander’s iron grip on her, Dysis finds an unlikely ally in Vee, a loyal maid and bodyguard who shares her own dark past. Together, they form a fragile bond, but Dysis’s escape attempts are swiftly punished by Alexander, whose growing feelings for her complicate his ruthless, mafia-driven world. Meanwhile, Lucian Everett, the family doctor, offers Dysis a glimpse of kindness amidst the chaos, stirring emotions that further unsettle her. As Dysis navigates this twisted power struggle, secrets about her father’s betrayal and Alexander’s tragic past begin to surface. Dysis must choose between fighting for her independence at all costs or submitting to Alexander's domination in a world full of deceit, deception, and relentless control. However, a terrifying foe that threatens to destroy them waits in the shadows. Love and survival are the ultimate goals in the sinister romance *Claimed by the Mafia Billionaire*, which is full of passion, power, and danger.

When Remi's world is shattered by her cousin's leukemia diagnosis, she's forced into a loveless marriage with a billionaire CEO, Rowan Vaughn - a man she once had a crush on. But Rowan, haunted by a past betrayal, sees Remi as a gold digger. Trapped in a toxic marriage, Remi longs for the man she thought Rowan could be. She wanted an escape so she offered the best thing for herself Divorce. **** He was drunk. I hated it when he was drunk. 'Come here, Remi.' I hesitated, but my feet moved of their own accord. Rowan's eyes were icy, he smirked, his eyes trailing down my body. “You're beautiful,”he whispered. “Is that what you are going to say after what you did?” He smirked. “Yes. It is.” “You are an asshole, Rowan.” “Yet you love me.” “Keep on being delusional.” I turned to walk away but his hand reached out and pulled me close, his face inches away from mine, “If being delusional was a crime, I want a life imprisonment.”