Grizz We Bare Bears Novelas e Histórias

He was my stepbrother. My rival. My biggest mistake. We swore it would never happen again. But when he moves back in, all grown up and twice as cruel, the rules start to crack. One look, and I’m ruined. One touch, and we’re back where we shouldn’t be. This time, if we fall there’s no pretending it doesn't mean something, especially when I bait him,and he gladly bites into the trap every time. “I'll be the only one to ever fuck you, hurt you, break you, heal you and touch you, if anyone else dares to look at what's mine, I'll fees them their spines myself” he whispers, his teeths digging into my ears as he thrust his throbbing cock into my weeping wet Pussy.

At the company's annual gala, the CEO announced that this year's top sales performer would receive a two-million-dollar year-end bonus. I was the top performer. However, my manager called me into his office the very next day and explained that the company was cutting costs and improving efficiency. As a result, my bonus had to be reduced. I initially assumed everyone's bonus was being cut. Then, I found out I was the only one getting shortchanged. Even worse, they handed my position to a useless coworker who could barely do the job. I understood everything immediately. 'So this is how it is. You're tossing me aside after you got what you wanted from me.' Fine. I stopped putting in any effort from that day forward. I clocked in, did the bare minimum, and watched the company slowly fall apart. Sales began to drop month after month. Even the major clients I had already secured began withdrawing their investments. That was when the CEO finally panicked. He showed up at my front door, begging me to fix things. I kicked the door open and looked down at him. "You think a garbage company like yours deserves my help?"

Ever since her nonbiological Mom died, she loathed and blamed herself for that. Avery Maureen Del Hera escaped home when she thought her father whom she grew up with wanted her to go to States, and even be with her biological parents, without him fighting for her. Hence, that's the bare part of the story. When she escaped home, she found a place . . . with the help of her own fate. A zone-like place, literally, with its wide and grandeur sceneries, isolated from the world. It's the Zone of Yavanna, or how the Zoners called it as Forest Survival. It definitely comes with names. Yet she eventually held one while being in there, a codename- a new identity: Cosimia. Her tale begins right at that moment. A journey of being the real sleeping beauty, for she's never awakened with the truth that she's been lost all along. She may have sought where she belongs, but did she see where it will lead her? In this forest that bargains life, away from the cruelty of death, one will strive for the betterment of herself, to think of what will become of her. Here's the thing, she's never a Del Hera, yes, but did she know, too, she's never Avery Maureen?

Lyra Cross knew exactly what she was doing when she walked down that aisle. Marrying Killian Maddox wasn’t love, it was strategy. A peace treaty in a leather jacket. The Crimson Fangs’ princess had just one mission: infiltrate the Iron Revenants, spy on the enemy, and burn their empire from the inside out. What she didn’t plan for was Dominic “Grave” Maddox. Her new father-in-law. Forty-two. Billionaire. Biker king. Deadly in every way that mattered. One kiss from him, and the mission started to crumble. Somehow he saw through her lies, stripped her walls bare, and made her forget who she was supposed to be. The way he looked at her wasn’t right… it was sinful. And when he touched her, it felt like a war she didn’t want to win. Back home, her father and her biker-boyfriend Marcus were waiting for the signal. They thought she was still their weapon. But Grave made her something else entirely. His. Now she is trapped between blood and desire, vengeance and addiction because the man she’s falling for isn’t just her enemy… he might be the monster who killed her mother. When that truth comes out, it won’t just break their twisted bond. It will start a war that leaves nothing but ash and sin behind.

I’m the straight-A, first class princess. And yes, I’m currently getting blackmailed into sucking off my hot married professor under his desk every week while he details exactly how he’s going to knock me up before the semester’s over. The problem? I let him blackmail me and I love it here. Then my asshole stepbrother Jax catches me reeking of faculty dick late at night. Does he tell? No. He bends me over and fucks me stupid and bare, and informs me I’m his breeding bitch now, gonna keep me knocked up and locked in his wing like a pretty little secret while he has a girlfriend he's supposed to be engaged to in a while. And Riley? My gorgeous bi bestie who’s been pining since junior year? She’s in my bed every night after, but I want a boyfriend for my self too. Call me ruined. I call it happiness. Good girls run. I’m staying right here, legs open, waiting to see who gets to fill me first. ~Yesss~ This is a steamy story but of course it contains sweet love and shows how life could be hot complicated but lovely as well. XD

Feared by the world and worshipped by none, Empress Halrem Vaelith has spent ten glittering years ruling the Silver Empire with unmatched brilliance, merciless vanity, and a cruelty sharp enough to ruin men without ever staining her hands with blood. Then the Beast Emperor came for her. Draevor Kaine, the war-born sovereign of the Black Dominion, has crushed kingdoms beneath his boots, slaughtered monsters with his bare hands, and bowed to no living soul. Yet the moment he stood before Halrem’s throne, he did the impossible. He knelt. What should have been a scandal soon becomes the continent’s most dangerous legend. He lays empires, victories, and treasures at her feet. She answers him with cold disdain. He worships her with a devotion that borders on madness, and Halrem finds herself intoxicated by the one man powerful enough to destroy the world and foolish enough to love only her. But long before he ever touched her hand, Draevor was cursed. The day he willingly kneels for love, the woman he worships will die. Now Halrem is slowly dying, Draevor is unraveling before two empires, and a love built on pride, obsession, and ruthless devotion is forced into a battle against fate itself. For the Beast Emperor can burn kingdoms to ash. But he would sooner set heaven on fire than lose his wicked empress.

He was sent to kill him. He chose to save him instead. Dante Voss is the most feared operative in a shadow organization known only as The Meridian — a man built from discipline, silence, and controlled destruction. He doesn't ask questions. He completes missions. Until the night he's assigned to eliminate Elian Rhys, a brilliant rogue journalist who has gotten dangerously close to exposing the most powerful criminal empire in Eastern Europe. Elian Rhys doesn't run from danger — he chases it. Armed with nothing but a sharp mind, a sharper tongue, and a death wish he'd never admit to, Elian has spent years dismantling corrupt systems from the shadows of his encrypted laptop. He's used to being hunted. He's never been wanted. When Dante chooses to pull Elian out of the crossfire instead of pulling the trigger, neither man is prepared for what follows — a frantic, continent-spanning flight through underground networks, enemy safehouses, and burning cities, where the real danger isn't the assassins on their trail. It's each other. Dante has never needed anyone. Elian has never trusted anyone. But survival has a way of stripping a man bare — and somewhere between a firefight in Budapest and a stolen night in Lisbon, something raw and irreversible begins to build between them.

John Anderson, a well-known basketball star just experienced heartbreak from his six-month girlfriend, Kate Collins. It took another month for John to forget about the misery his former girlfriend had caused him. And it was then that he met Julia Avery, his new neighbor, a woman who was nice and respectful, decent, and valued her family for that month. It happened pretty fast that John fell madly in love with his new neighbor all of a sudden. We all have troubles in life, as well as the past will come after us here in the present and future. Will we let the past pursue us endlessly, or will we embrace it?

During an argument with my fiancé, he lost his temper and slapped me across the face in front of the entire family and guests. That same day, I called off the engagement and blocked him on every last platform so that he could not reach me. No one could believe it. After all, we grew up together. Everyone knew I had been in love with him since we were kids, and we were supposed to get married right after college. He just stood there, looking lost. "Why, Gia? Over a slap?" I held his gaze. "Sì. Over a slap."

When we were only kids, Sam Harris and I made a promise we'd marry each other if we were still single when we turned thirty. Well, my thirtieth birthday has come and gone and I'm still as single as ever. And as far as I know, so is Sam. But it's been ages since we've seen each other, and after what he did to me our senior year of college, I wouldn't put his ring on my finger even if he begged me to marry him. Never mind his devilish good looks. Or the fact that the playboy partier is a doctor now. Nope, I'm sticking to my guns with this, and when I go back to my hometown of Silver Ridge for the first time in years, I won't pay him the slightest bit of attention. Well...until he convinces me to go out for drinks to catch up. I knew it was a bad idea the moment I agreed to it. And then he brings up our childhood promise. It might be fun and games to him, but it's not to me. Because as much a I don't want to admit it, Sam has always been my first choice. And I don't want to be nothing more than his backup plan.