Great British Bake Off

I set up a company cafeteria for employees with an abundant meal daily worth 150 dollars per person. Meals are prepared by a world-renowned master chef. Every day, I only ask my employees to contribute a token of one dollar. Instead of gratitude, all I get is their envy of the neighboring company. "I wish we had that. Their healthy lunches cost them nothing, and the company covers everything." "Yeah. Free salads always seem to taste the best." Before long, this chatter spreads through the office, and the new hires carry it into the company's group chat. "Mr. Shaw, can we switch things up? All this rich, heavy food is just too much for us!" A few of the senior employees quickly jump in. "Yes, Mr. Shaw! We're not asking for anything extravagant. We only want something like the healthy lunches the other company gives out for free!" Perfect. They ignore my lavish 150-dollar meals that cost them almost nothing, yet they pine over the neighboring company's modest lunches. I scroll through the chat, feeling nothing but sharp irony. I immediately send a company-wide email. "Attention, everyone! By popular demand, and so you can all experience a truly free lunch, the cafeteria's daily meal is reduced from abundant to simple starting today. "Snacks and fruit options are discontinued and replaced with the same healthy lunch set offered by the neighboring company. The company will cover the full cost. Enjoy your meal!"

Behind every great Queen stands no one; something Miliani Hwang learned from the early age of ten after she was forced to take over the Hwang Family Mafia when her parents died in a murder-suicide. In light of their tragic end, she built herself up from the ground for 11 years, trusting no man to stand behind or even beside her. The sheer sound of her name was enough to have even the toughest men on their knees and despite not ever taking a life with her own hands, everyone in the crime world knew they should never cross The Great Miliani Hwang. It doesn't surprise her when she is betrayed on her 21st birthday but she never expected her own blood to be the mastermind. She flees to Sicily with the help of the Ravello Crime Family, where she learns many secrets about her lineage and starts falling for the smug Vincenzo Ravello. Now a disgraced mob boss with nothing but her name and rage a lingering question lingered in the back of her mind; who was she now if not The Great Miliani Hwang? Vincenzo Ravello, the eldest son of the Ravello Crime Family knew all too well about the dangers that come with his title as heir to the Cosa Nostra. He's spent the past few years of his life reminding his enemies time and time again that he wasn't a man they wanted to mess with. His heart was made of stone and women, to him were nothing more than playthings until her. He would do anything for her. Every Queen needs a King to avenge her and Miliani must learn to trust her heart to stand beside hers because he will burn the whole world until all her enemies bow at her feet.

(Completed) My panic grows and I begin to struggle with him, "Stop! William gets off me, you don't know what you are doing." He pushes me harder against the bed, "Would you feel better if it was your British boy doing this to you?" He slurs as his hands come to touch my face. I throw my face away from his touch and I see him clench his teeth from the corner of my eyes. "You don't want me anymore?" I glare at him, "Not like this I don't. Get off me!" I say, pushing him off but he traps my hands and holds them above my head. "Stop fighting me!" He snaps, "this, this is what you want!" "No, it's not!" I exclaim, kicking my legs which are slowly growing numb from his weight against him. He raises a brow, "You love me right?" I grit my teeth at his tricky question; if I say yes, then he'll want me to want this and if I say no, that would be a lie. "Yes, but not like this!" I answer in frustration. He moves to settle properly, on my legs, "Well I think you should get to know every side of me; including this side." He sneers into my ears left ear, licking my face. His hand unfastens his belt and unzips his trousers and shoves it down. ***Karen thought telling William how she felt about him would make things better between then, little did she know it would be the exact opposite.

Ella Hughes, is a 23 year old who aspires to be something great in life, however with her parents deceased Ella, has to live with her supposed stepmother and half sisters who treats her like gabbage. Ella is married off to a Mafia under boss, Keenan who abuses her, one night night attempts to kill her but by miracle she survives

In exchange for her friend's life, A ruthless billionaire asked her to play a game. A game that is far more intense than a simple crossword puzzle she solves every Sunday, a game that is more challenging than the contents of a chessboard, a game that is so intimate that she can't help falling in love with him. When her friend accidentally gets an important piece of a hard drive that belongs to that sexy billionaire, he uses her vulnerability in the game. "Play a game with me," he said in his thick British accent, "What game?" A smirk plastered over his face, "Seduction" he completes with a mischievous grin as leans against the wall, not taking his eyes off of her, A game that demands more than attraction, filled with raw desires for each other Veronica is not only tempted by that man but after one game she is lust over heels for him. Passion, desirability, temptation, and Seduction left her on the verge of finding the one. Seduction the taste of lust, COMPLETED, MATURE CONTENT, COPYRIGHTS RESERVED, This story all came from my imagination, it's my work so please don't infringe.

Maze Nirvana, a young witch, had just been exiled from her coven. She opposed the idea of their leader, the High Priestess, of finding the remaining possession of the Great Witch, a golden trinket, in order to resurrect her and make her obey our commands and use the Great Witch's power to dominate the world. Maze had nowhere else to go, so in search of a new home and fellow witches willing to help her, she travels to a new country. She comes across a group of highly skilled witches and warlocks led by Royce Gavin, a devilishly attractive warlock. She asks for their help in finding the golden trinket before the dark witches do to prevent havoc on Earth. They set off to a quest to find the ancient trinket even if it means sacrificing their lives for it.

A Nigerian woman living in London under a fragile legal status agrees to a marriage of convenience with a British man whose wealth and composure hide a scandal that could ruin him. They enter the marriage believing it is transactional. They fall in love before either of them becomes honest. By the time the truth arrives, love has already made them vulnerable

On our eighth anniversary, Claire Young announced that she had already registered her marriage with her childhood friend. She took him home, ordering me around as if it was only natural. "Move to another room. Stan loves sunshine." "Stan doesn't like sweets, so don't bake any when you're at home. He'd be upset if he saw it." I kept quiet through it all and bought a ticket to leave. My friend wanted to help me out of the predicament, but she didn't think it was a big deal. "He's just being dramatic again. Let him be—he'd be caving in just a few days." Everyone laughed at that, and quietly made bets as to when I'd come crawling back to Claire's feet. None of them knew I was already inducted into the national weapons program, and that I was really leaving.

When Brynn lands a sudden, great job at a management company in New Beerenland, she revels in the fact that she has made it. A great job means the end of all the financial atrocities: no sharing apartments, no ex-drama, no checking the menu before ordering. With the perks of managing a private management agency, she gets the occasional run-in with royalty hosting their public engagements and managing how they appear to the general republic. Enter Ryker Glucksberg, a prince who runs his eyes down all over Brynn’s body and can’t seem to keep her off his mind. They meet, and sparks fly. Brynn doesn’t believe in love. Ryker is not the prince who wants to settle down. And then zero in on the institution that will do everything in its power to keep them apart or bring them together?

I refused to donate one of my kidneys to my younger sister, Ella. As a result, my parents forced me to marry a wealthy man in Pinetown. People said Johnson kept his distance from everyone else. His first love had never truly left his heart. Everyone waited to watch my miserable ending. Unexpectedly, Johnson actually deeply doted on me. During the three years of our marriage, regardless of the place, he never seemed able to keep his hands off me. Even when I went to the washroom, he followed me and pressed me against the sink. We never took any contraceptive measures. Yet, I never got pregnant. One day, when I thought I was finally expecting, we went to the hospital for a checkup. There, I accidentally overheard his conversation with a doctor. “Johnson, three years ago, you asked me to secretly transplant Amber’s kidney to Ella. Today, you want me to lie to her that she’s naturally sterile. How could you be so cruel to a woman who loves you?” “There’s no other way. Ella’s health is weak. If she can’t bear a child, she’ll suffer in her husband’s family. Only Amber’s kidney is a match for her.” The voice I knew so well sounded so cold that it felt unfamiliar. The love and salvation I had basked in so comfortably turned out to be nothing but a lie. If that was the truth, all that was left for me to do was to leave him.