Hand Base Gacha

When her first love died, my wife jumped from the cruise ship to end her life on our honeymoon. That was when I realized she had never let go of Tyler. Reborn back to our teenage years, she didn’t hesitate to shake off my hand and walk straight toward her first love. I watched them leave together, then turned away. From that moment on, our lives became two parallel lines that would never cross. Ten years later, we meet again at a lavish gala in Rivendell. She was now the rising star of high society, proudly clinging to Tyler’s arm as they made their entrance. When she saw me crash the gala in search of someone, she couldn’t help but advise me. “Why are you still obsessed with me? Even if you’ve waited ten years, I’ll never love you.” I ignored her and pulled my son out of the corner where he had been sneaking cake. Her eyes instantly redden as she grabs my hand in a panic. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Didn’t you say you’d only ever love me in this life?”

Aurora, who lives a simple life in the Dawnsville village. She's an ordinary werewolf who has nothing in hand but only her hard work and dedication, though living with an unknown past. On the other hand, Ash Jaxon is the Alpha of the town, the one who has a lot of privilege, who is not an ordinary werewolf, but a powerful one. And in one unexpected situation, Aurora's life suddenly changed in one snap. It was like she was fated to be chosen as the slave of the Alpha. She wasn't picked by force, yet the alpha himself picked her to be his slave. Aurora did not go against it, because she can't do anything about it, since it's the alpha’s decision. Thus, despite their differences, a powerful attraction grows between them. A peak of challenges they thought they knew has come their way. And as their bond deepens, conflicts occur in a surprising way. Aurora finally discovers her past. She, being a half blooded werewolf and the truth behind her life, being a daughter of a human and a werewolf. Which then unexpectedly fated to be the mate of the Alpha. But, despite that, would she still continue the growing feelings she has to the alpha? Or would the alpha accept her as her slave or as his mate? Would their life be fully crumbled? Or will they continue the bond and face the consequences with purity and love with their eyes?

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

“I miss you in ways I didn't know existed,” He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her close to his broad chest, using his other hand, he slowly caressed her face and leaned forward locking gaze with her. “You are a mental and physical ache, a longing deep in my heart and I can’t let you go, I won't let you make me bleed again.” With those final words, he covered her lips with his, kissing her passionately. Dangerous fate tells as story of Katherine Edward who had lost everything, her parents, the company, her home and her right to choose, all she wanted was a normal life, but that was far from her fate after being forced to be a replaced bride to an unknown groom. How could she escape from a marriage she was tied to, with no love and no care? How can she free herself from the cruelness? What happens when secret and lies make trust get destroyed? Why get into a dangerous fate when it should have been avoided from the beginning? Let's dive into this fascinating story filled with twist and turns and see how things ends up!

WARNING: This book is for mature readers only. Content is dark, strongly 18+, Readers Discretion is adviced. "Four months, babe. And I'm promising you the best life..." The nerve of him to call me 'babe' on our first date. This man is damn straightforward. "Best sex, I'd make your fantasies come true." He brought his hand to be exposed thigh. "Ohh yeah?" He nodded. "You're catching up quickly. So, what do you say, babe? Let's get on with the contract." I wiped my mouth with the napkin on the table, standing up slowly. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Mr Whatever Your Name Is. I'm not a whore. Go find yourself one to fulfill what ever sick fantasies you have in your brain." "Wait..." "Don't touch me. I'm done with this conversation." **************** Evelyn's four months vacation turns into a four months contract no strings relationship with a wealthy billionaire, Killian. As their relationship progresses, Evelyn slowly falls in love with Killian. Killian on the other hand feels his guarded heart melting away by Evelyn's genuine affection. But, what then happens when their no strings relationship ends with their hearts still yearning for each other?

“She's back to pay her tormentor in his own coins... She's retribution itself!” After enduring agonizing years of a loveless marriage with the influential billionaire, Damian Brown, Olivia Davidson is abandoned with a broken heart and a divorce paper to sign. The tables turned when Ivan Arthur, a Billionaire and Olivia's Uncle appeared just in time to pick his niece at her lowest. Hand in hand, they plan the downfall of the man who had caused her great pain. Life finally seemed like a bed of roses when power was bestowed upon Olivia by her Uncle. She maps and carries out plans after plans to destroy Damian when she unveils a jaw breaking piece of information that shatters her firmly built walls to pieces. Olivia is stuck between forgiving Damian Brown who fell head over heels in love with her after her departure or giving listening ears to her absentee mother who returns shortly after Olivia gains power. What happens when Damian comes back for a second chance, seeking for a remedy to the aches of losing his once angelic wife? Will Olivia accept him wholeheartedly after all the pains he put her through, or will she pay Damian back in his own coin?

"Huh? Innocent and pure male god?" Albrey Hamilton's cold thin lips brushed Oakley's cheeks gently, his hand gripping the person's pale and smooth chin. "Very funny, isn't it?" Albrey Hamilton's hand ruffled Oakley’s hair, tousling it. "Aren't you just a plaything?" Albrey Hamilton sneered coldly and domineeringly captured the lips of the person beneath him. Immediately, Albrey pinned down the person's waist and thrust into the person fiercely creating a loud papapa noise that resounded in the low-key luxurious room Oakley's eyes and face reddened which wasn't known if it was due to pleasure, fury or embarrassment. Oakley's eyes pooled with tears that slipped past his cheeks rapidly yet he only bit his lower lip, a stubborn and defying expression on his face. He refused to part his lips, speak or acknowledge the cruel words of the person hovering over him. "Naive." Albrey's thin lips curved in a cynical disparage. "How do you think your fans will react when they discover their pure idol sold his body to me to become famous?" Albrey sneered coldly, his eyes darkening with coldness at Oakley's silence. Oakley stiffened after hearing the ridiculing word that emitted from Albrey's lips.

Warning: Mature content! He let his hand squeeze her breast gently through the gown she wore, then he applied a little bit of force. He heard her make a whimpering sound into his mouth and he swallowed it up. He released her hands and pushed her to himself with his hand while caressing her breast. *** His unwilling slave… Fiery and innocent, Lady Roksolana was once the esteemed and privileged daughter of the sultanate king. Until she was captured by the enemy, the all powerful and devilishly charming Sultan, Sheikh Jamal Aamil. The ruthless king… Worshipped as a god by his people, sinfully hot Jamal takes ahold of Roksolana during an attack and back to his palace. Drawn to her exotic beauty, he tries to bends her to his seductive whims. Except that Roksolana refuses to suppress her bold spirit for any man, especially such an arrogant one like Jamal, who sees her as nothing but his possession, a jewel in his harem and a slave to slake his pleasure on. Bound together by desire… Soon, Roksolana finds herself succumbing to his sensual touches and in the process falls in love with him. But with another danger in the air, ememies scheming wicked plots and his favorite mistress raging with jealousy, will these two be able to find love in the midst of all the chaos? A thrilling tale of love, lust and desire.

"Is this what you wanted? On your knees, getting fucked by the man you should be calling 'Daddy'?" In the mirror, I'm on all fours. He flips my skirt up, one hand crushing my throat, the other slapping my ass raw as his massive cock slams into me without warning. I'm trembling so hard I can barely hold myself up. But he won't let me fall. "Ass up." He bends me over, his hand a firm pressure on my back. Lorenzo Vitale. The most feared mafia godfather in New York. He never gives an order twice. ** On my birthday, my boyfriend betrayed me for power—fucking Lorenzo's adopted daughter behind my back. They drugged me, sent me into a BDSM club to become Lorenzo's plaything, tried to destroy my reputation. What they didn't know? Twelve years ago, Lorenzo adopted the wrong girl. I'm the real mafia princess. Now he's begging for me back. But I've already fallen for the man I should be calling Daddy. I fantasized about being fucked by him—a forbidden desire I had no right to feel.

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."