Hand-kissing Meaning

Phoebe traveled to the Firebricks Pack with her cousin Joana, who is newly mated to the Gamma there. Upon meeting Alpha Hudson, she realized that they are mates. He avoids her but she is defiant to know the reason. He ditches her for a month and never expected that she would be waiting for his return at his pack. When she finally is able to confront him, the secret he holds leaves her flabbergasted. What on earth could be keeping the Alpha from his mate? Will Phoebe be able to handle the secret he unfolds, or will she turn her back on him? He didn't give her a choice because he rejected her. The moon goddess interfered and now he has to chase after her, but she has no memories of him. Has she already moved on? If her memories return, will she be able to forgive him? Is there a happy ending for this fated couple? ****** I opened the door on my side and exited the vehicle as well. "Why are you so upset?" The back and forth pacing halted at the sound of my voice. The anger he was fuming hadn't dissolved yet. "You were whoring around with another man!" "Whoring?" I retorted, "Looks who talking?" "You have no right to be kissing anyone else," he came around to the other side of the car. "You are my mate, for fuck's sake!" "You mean the mate that you don't want!" I shouted at him, "All you do is neglect me, and I have needs. If you get to fuck someone else, then so do I." The growl he emitted echoed across the hills. He lifted the car and slammed it down. I gulped down my fears and observed the raging Alpha. ********************** All rights reserved

After five years of marriage, Zac Saunders felt the need to protect his son with his mistress. Not only did he pressure me into terminating the pregnancy, but he also conspired with the board of directors to remove me from my position as vice president. He held Jemma Jacobs close, wearing a wicked grin."Samantha Lewis," he sneered, "since you won't obey...""...Jemma take your place from now on," he continued.I pushed his hand away, pulling Jemma in front of me. Ignoring her struggles, I firmly grabbed her hair and forced her to tilt her head back."Come on," I urged, "tell him, who do you belong to?"

HIGHLY RATED(18+) Author's warnings: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE, ILLEGAL ACTIONS AND DEATH. IF YOU CANT WITHSTAND ANY OF THIS MENTIONED ABOVE, KINDLY PASS BECAUSE IT'S NOT FOR SOFT-HEARTED. ------------------------------ "I own this hotel, so don't ask. But I did enjoy your moan last night, and you will be rewarded for putting up with my brother that night." Leonardo stated, placing one hand on the wall and leaning down to her eye level. "What do you want from me?" Isabella's voice quivered with fear as she inquired. "Isn't it obvious Isabella?" he asked before continuing. "Your pussy plumpkin," he stated confidently. "What more can I request, if not for those wet, silky partings right between your thighs?" He smirked, sending a chill down her spine. He leans close to her face, just an inch away. “Can you be able to give that to me, plumpkin?" He asked cockily, staring at her with hunger, as if he yearned for her intensely. Of course, his whole body system was burning for her, but despite his overwhelming desire, he restrained himself, maintaining boundaries cause he wouldn’t want to forcefully take advantage of her. He aimed to make her crave him and beg to have him, and once he had her beneath him, with his cock thrusting deep into her sweet, tiny little hole, he would make sure to dominate her completely, breaking her and leaving her shattered at his will.

Adventure Fantasy. Full of Action & Magic. Epic Story. Strong Male and Female Protagonist. Dragon Prince. The Last Dragon. Draco Black. "I won't let you go, Astrid. After almost a hundred years! Finally, I found you!" said Draco. To resurrect the dragon race, the last dragon prince must make a sacrifice in order to find The Heart of Magic, once stolen from his kingdom by a human sorcerer. “Draco, you are the last hope. The dragons' fate is in your hand,” said the old dragon before closing his eyes. During his journey, Draco Black had met Astrid Lewis, a girl with bad luck. She hated her life. Their fate seemed intertwined with each other. During the journey, they learned about trust, love, and friendship. Their bonding as Amicus, a partner in survival, was unbreakable. After many struggles, they found the truth about the awakened Heart of Magic. The hard choice should be made. Dragon. Sacrifice. Love. Every choice has its consequences.

One girl with a troubled past who has had enough and two men who want to claim her as theirs. Julie is a shy, sweet, innocent girl whose life gets turned upside down when she meets the new guy in school who has a bad attitude. Jessie embodies everything she hates, but he keeps drawing her in. After letting him in, everything in her life takes a downward turn. Things don't always have a happy ending, even when you think you've found the love of your life. He was her lesson learned, but he still held her heart. After losing everyone she cares about, Julie decides enough is enough. No more being bullied or walked over, and no more looking over her shoulder. After getting arrested for underground street fighting, her new foster parents decide she needs a stricter hand, and she is sent to boarding school. It wasn’t all bad to be sent away. How could it be when she goes to school with the sexy new man who saw her fight and wants to claim her as his?

"Wasn't I good in bed? Didn't I spoil you enough? What the hell did those fuckers give you that I couldn't?" My husband, Dean, yells at me for the very first time, gripping my hand and when I look into his eyes, I see how much he's hurting, how much he believed all the lies, how much he's not willing to listen. "I'd never do that to you, Dean. I love you, please believe me," tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with him. "You're meant for the streets Bella, and that's where you'd always be," And just like that my once perfect marriage hits the rock edge in a twinkle of an eye. A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean, he promised to love me and he kept to his words, not until this day. And even worse, he used my past against me, something he swore never to do.. ***** Ethan Fernandez, is a notorious casanova and unlike his friend, he never commits to any woman until his path crosses with Ivy, the formidable lawyer and the last person that gives a fuck about men and their shenanigans. Now, the player becomes the played as his life takes an unexpected turn with the walking temptation that lurks in the form of Ivy Reynolds.

In the seventh year of our marriage, I caught Nolan Garrison kissing his secretary at a bar. He called me shortly after I walked away. "It was just a friendly kiss! What’s with the attitude?" he snapped through the phone. I could hear his friends in the background teasing him and saying that I would be madly jealous while pleading for him not to leave me tonight as usual. Before hanging up, Nolan warned me that he wouldn’t come home if I didn’t apologize. However, I wasn’t bothered by his threat. I didn’t care if he decided to come home or get a divorce. Three minutes later, I posted an update on my social media: “Prioritize self-love and grant others the freedom they seek.”

"Do you honestly think I enjoy this?" He asks, his grip around my wrist so firm, so strong, they hurt as I try to twist, to get away from him. "Enjoy seeing you squirm in my hold like this? Enjoy making you cry?" "Please let me go," I croaked, choking back tears. "Let me go, Alessio." "And then what? Risk you running back to him? You wish he would come rescue you, don't you? You love him." "I love nobody. I will never love neither of you." "And that's where we have a problem, Camille. You should love me. Me and only me. I'm your fucking husband!" — Camille Galitze is a daydreamer. Daughter of Galitze Sturm, a dangerous Bravta underboss, Camille knows her future won't be a fairy-tale, considering her father's formidable influence, and thirst for more power. Obligated to marry Richard Scarfoni, a man she doesn't love but has utmost respect for, Camille is sad. But things take a turn for the worst when, on her wedding day, Alessio Scarfoni, the rightful heir of the Bravta Mafia storms the venue, and gets married to Camille, instead of Richard. Alessio Richard is back for revenge, and all those who had a hand in his assassination attempt have their days numbered. But first, to solidify his place, he steals his younger brother's bride from underneath his thumb. Camille has only ever known Richard, but there's something about Alessio that lays just at the tip of her memory, but always out of reach each time she tries to recollect. When their twisted arrangement turns into something either of them saw coming, Camille must learn to trust and find peace in her new, blazing feelings for Alessio if she wants to live, and rule by his side as his queen.

My breathing rate slowly increased on seeing his outstretched hand, and out of my gritted teeth, I asked, "Did you poison this food?" There was no slight change in his face as he answered me coldly, "I would rather choke you to the bed with my bare hands, Senorita. That way, you'll curse out my name" My eyes dimmed for a moment. Was this devil in an armani suit still talking about murder? "Now, open your mouth!" He commanded and my stomach rumbled in protest. My lips vibrated and I tried to hold the hot tears forming inside of my eyes. I couldn't stay longer with this hunger. As long as I'm not submitting to be his slave then I could come to a compromise. .. .. Her name is Sofia Di Marco; surviving heir of a powerful mob family. After a decade of hiding from the Italian government She finally steps out to start a new life but she bumps that new life into a mystery billionaire man who turns out to be the King of the New York Underground. That was his identity, but to her, he was Mr. Pompous; the raging green-eyed Devil in an Armani suit.....

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face."Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want,""So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact."You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine