Honey Lemon In Big Hero 6

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

He doesn’t knock. He breaks the door down—and your back with it. In Nailed: Men In Heat, the men are ruthless, brutal, and always hard. They bend you over desks, shove you face-first into pillows, and split you open like they paid for the right. No sweet talk. No cuddling. Just cum, bruises, and the sound of skin slapping skin. You’ll gag. You’ll drool. You’ll beg. And he’ll just keep going. Spit-soaked. Ass-up. Throat-fucked. He’ll ruin your hole, coat your insides, and leave you leaking for days. If you’re not shaking by the end of the chapter? You’ll be begging for the next man to finish the job. These are raw, relentless, hole-filling fucks—and they always finish deep. One thrust and you’re addicted.

By day, I'm just another quiet IT analyst. By night, I'm the deadliest assassin in the underground. No one at the office suspects a thing, except Isabella Moretti. She's the flawless manager, always with sharp heels and effortless confidence, who everyone dreams of working with. And the last person they'd ever suspect of being a mafia princess… who also happens to be my sworn enemy. Every night, the game begins. The rules are simple: kill each other before we get killed. No feelings. No mercy. No mistakes. For a month, we've been locked in a deadly game, with each of us attempting to outsmart the other. Still, neither of us has managed to emerge victorious. But one night, everything changes. On my doorstep lies a baby, wrapped in a blanket. Alone. No note. No explanation. And before we can come up with a reason, a group of armed men appears, targeting neither one of us, but the baby. Men neither of us recognize. Men who don't belong to my world or hers. So, we call a temporary truce. Because even monsters like us aren't heartless enough to let an innocent die. Since then, mornings have been spent as coworkers, pretending we don't want to tear each other apart. Nights are spent trading threats between bottle feedings and fighting off enemies who won't quit. Every other mission I’ve ever taken was easy. One clean kill and done. But nothing has ever prepared me for the most dangerous and unexpected thing I've ever faced… Falling for the woman I swore to destroy.

Valerie Farrell is a businesswoman in her twenties who was born into a wealthy family but has worked hard since she decided to be independent to be able to live in her own harsh reality. She has a bizarre dream about a foreign world and people a week before her birthday, and what's strange is that she remembers every aspect of it. She is involved in an accident at a specific event for their family reunion, and she wakes up in a strange room with a new name, Zhilux Vociferous, which the people there have given her. A world that is significantly different from the one she is familiar with. “My empress, please stay with me,” said a familiar voice from her strange dream.

This book is a Standalone, you don't need to read the first book to understand what happened, though I do recommend it for small details. Book Two in the Bloodlust series. “Her passing this will be impossible Nikolay” Kiara said looking at her husband, her eyes wide as she looked at his little sister being part of this project. “She has made her choice Kiara, I tried stopping her from getting herself into trouble, time and time, she chose to contact my enemy, she will suffer the consequence” Nikolay said coldly looking down at his sister through the glass podium. It was the first day of the Bloodlust project, the day where everything starts, lives are lost from day one. Those who make it are lucky, Kiara knew that Nikolay was right. Claudia had made her choice, and it was against all odds, and not in her favor. Now all they can do is watch… ************ Coming back with Richard Bernard and his bloodlust project, will Claudia be able to pass his project, will she fail, or would Kiara and Nikolay find a magical way to save the rebellious little teenager against the man who was about to ruin everyone’s lives by creating blood-thirsty, ruthless killers. Will Kiara and Nikolay’s love grow? Or would the couple grow apart by the upcoming war?

No one understands the pain of losing everything you have in the twinkle of an eye. Ayala goes from having millions in her account due to her multi-millionaire father to being content with just a few thousand, her standards drop and so do her friends. In a bid to make money, she decides to work for the Igor’s. She meets Alexie and gets into a relationship with him with a promise that he would restore her father’s company to status quo, she’s not in love with him but she endures his lack of emotions, constant sexual urge, and poor treatment to accomplish this. While working for Vladimir, her boss, she develops feelings for him but tries to keep it under the radar because of her relationship with his cousin and she doubts he, Vladimir would ever feel the same. She also faces constant teases from his ex-girlfriend, Irina but tries to look past it. When she and Vladimir eventually confess their feelings to each other, they get into a relationship, but would the relationship last if she discovers that Vladimir was the one that led to the bankruptcy of her father’s company?

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

I plan a family trip at my mother Lucia Sweeney's request. While avoiding the danger zones, my sister Linda Harper and I are ambushed by rogues. To protect her, I throw myself in the path of their claws and get driven into a silver mine. As I fall, my back is slashed open to the bone, and shards of silver embed deep into my right leg. The searing silver poison spreads quickly, burning through me and my wolf. My wolf is whimpering—she's close to death. However, as the pack's chief healer, Mom gathers all the healers around Linda to give her a full check-up over a few minor scrapes. I sob and beg her to save me first. "Mom, the poison has almost reached my heart. I can't hold on anymore." She turns around impatiently and yells, "Are you seriously still fighting with Linda now? Do you have any idea how close she came to getting clawed in the face by a silver claw? Our pack doesn't have a wolf as heartless as you!" And in that moment, I hear my wolf's final whimper, saying goodbye. I finally fall asleep in the cold wind, never waking up again.

Mona, calm down. " I looked at him through narrowed lashes. "I have a name and that is Ivy. " I let my hands ran in my hair. "what exactly should I call you, brother, uncle or lover " He just watched, he stood there like an eucalyptus , seeing me this hurt yet he did nothing . He knew, yet he f

On the snowy mountain, Shawn Foster's neighbor, Susan Taylor, suffered from altitude sickness. He blamed me for not bringing supplies in time. He tied me up and left me on the mountain, five thousand meters above sea level. "You should experience the pain Susan went through." I rushed up the mountain to find them, completely forgetting that I was already exhausted. Without an oxygen supply, I gasped for air desperately. He held Susan in his arms and headed down the mountain. I begged him for mercy, but he did not even glance at me. I struggled, but I could not break free from the Prusik knot he tied himself. The same knot I once taught him. Three days later, he asked his colleagues about my whereabouts. "I would never have forgiven her so quickly if it's not Susan's kindness." But he did not know—I had long been buried beneath the snow.