Hands Together

Trapped by her stepsister, Arianna Chloros was forced to serve a stranger with her eyes blindfolded and her hands tied. She gave birth to three babies, one of whom was said to not have survived. Seven years later, she appeared as a screenwriter for a film adaptation of her novel, under the pen name Voleta. "Voleta, are you truly Arianna, the pitiful woman on that one night?" "Yes, Mr. Arsen. You remember it! Because of your actions, there were three children born."

"I am Victoria Katherine Mera! I am the villainess of this story, you should hate me!" After facing death, Ciara was reincarnated to her favorite romance novel entitled, 'Roses & Thorns'. But she didn't expect to be reincarnated as Victoria Mera, the main antagonist of the story who is destined to be dead at the hands of Nixon (the male lead). Afraid of facing another death, she did her best to live her life to the fullest and avoid death as much as possible.

Like a caged bird flying , I escape my ruthless Alpha and take refuge in a new pack of wolves. I do my best to stay hidden- masking my scent, concealing my inner wolf- yet it all seems pointless when Xavier, the Alpha of my newfound family, spots me. Do I keep pretending to be an insignificant servant or take the risk and trust him with who I truly am? The decision lies in my hands, but it will not be simple.

Two teen-wolves from different home becomes mated to each other in a world filled with conspiracies. Being together and building the relationship was difficult because of their contradicting actions and desires. Breaking the bond and living separate lives was always an option but they can't do this even if they wanted to and for them to remain together, the moon goddess cursed them to crave one another more than anything else. He is carefree and has so many regrets in his life. She over thinks things and makes bad choices. Having a mate wasn't so pleasant in their story. ____________________ Warning: Not your typical love story.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Eric couldn't resist reaching out to touch Katrina's face. Her skin was warm and soft. She smelled like lilac soap and cinnamon, a delightful combination he had only encountered in her. He slid his thumbs slowly across her lips. They opened with a tiny gasp that made them all more tempting. "Kat... " He looked into her eyes and forgot what he had intended to say. God! She was too beautiful. Her eyes were filled with care, love and longing. Longing that sure matched his own. Very slowly, wanting to draw out every moment, Eric brought his lips to hers. He watched her eyes glaze, and heard her ragged moans when his mouth touched hers, then he kissed her passionately. He ran his lips down over the line of her throat. Heavenly warm skin met his lips. Eric inhaled the downy softness, bringing his hands up along her hips, at her waist and upward along her ribs to the front of her blouse, over her breasts. Katrina moaned softly in approval, cupping her hands in his as he undid the buttons on her blouse. Her breasts came spilling into his hands after he unhooked her bra. He filled his palm with her breasts. "God! I want you Kat" he said with a voice laced with deep passion. Katrina Argos aged twenty,set out to take her revenge on Eric Salmadiego, the guy who almost ruined her sister's life. Eric Salmadiego aged twenty four was a well known arrogant and popular billionaire. Not only was he arrogant, he was a full time playboy. To achieve her mission, Katrina moved into Eric's house as a live in maid. The both of them started on a rough note, but as time went by they fell in love with each other.

When Saraphina, a powerful vampire, escapes her clan, she finds herself in the hands of Ethan, a fierce werewolf alpha who happens to be her mate. He is ruthless to her at first, but soon begins to fall in love with her. When deceit and betrayal strike, Saraphina must choose between her loyalty to her sister and her love for Ethan. Will their bond be strong enough to overcome the shadows of their past? Or will their love be weakened by the very darkness that surrounds them.

For thousands of years, the tale of the Lycan beast who lurked the forbidden forest had been told. Every five hundred years, six females were allegedly sacrificed from the wolf village to the beast and it was rumoured that their bodies were left to rot at the entrance of the forest for all to see. Many times, this tale was retold to scare the young wolves from venturing into the forest and keep them in check, because no one wanted to be a scapegoat in the hands of the unforgiving and murderous beast. Nola Reynolds has always been a headstrong fiery pure blood who has always believed there was no Lycan beast and all the tales about him were just made up myths and fairy tales, aimed at scaring the younger ones. Little does she know that one night was all it was going to take to change her life forever. Things take an unsettling turn for Nola when she, alongside five other girls, are chosen on the night of the full moon. She is faced with the most shocking revelation of her life standing before her, in flesh and blood— The Lycan Beast. Is it her fate to run away and free herself from the hands of the predator, or does she have to give in to her sweet, twisted story of beauty and the beast?

Venus Carter has never known love, only cruelty. Orphaned and left in the hands of her merciless uncle, she endures years of torment, treated worse than a slave. But when her uncle sells her to the ruthless Alpha Maxine Blackwood, she realizes she has lost even the little freedom she once had. Her purpose? To bear him an heir. But Venus refuses to be just a vessel. She secretly takes contraceptives, defying the powerful Alpha’s will. When her deception is discovered, Maxine’s fury knows no bounds, and her punishment is worse than anything she has ever endured. Just when she believes she can’t take any more, fate twists in an unexpected way—Maxine is poisoned with wolfsbane, a slow and excruciating death for a werewolf. Only Venus holds the cure. With the Alpha’s life in her hands, she finds herself with the rarest thing of all—power over the monster who ruined her life. But with that power comes a choice: save him and risk losing her chance at freedom or let him perish and be rid of him forever. And if she saves him, will she uncover the man beneath the beast?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick. "I," she gasped, closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words, "I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me." He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him. He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick, "Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."