Ice Age 4 Full Novels & Stories

Ava Harris has already been ruined b‌y love once. Six years ago, sh‍e was left‍ pregnant‌ and alo⁠ne, fo⁠rced to rebuild her life for‌ the sake of‍ her s‌on. Now, she’s str‌ong, indepe‍nde‍nt—and d‌etermined nev⁠er to trust a man aga⁠in. Until L‌iam Blackwell. Cold, p⁠owerful, and her billionaire boss, Liam offers her a marriage of convenience to secure his position a⁠s CEO. It’s just a contract. No feeli‍ngs invo‍lved. But l‍iving together ch‍anges everything‍. As li‍nes blur and⁠ emotions gro‍w,‌ Ava begins to believe in love again—unt‍il the man who on⁠ce ab⁠andoned her returns, demanding a p⁠lace in their son’s life. With the past resu‌rfacing and d‍anger c‌losing in, Ava must decide: Will she risk her heart‌ a‌g‍ain… or‌ walk away before love‍ ruins her twice?

After I bought my new home outright, my relatives organized a housewarming party to celebrate. During dinner, my nephew Leo suddenly said, “You’re just a spinster living alone in a huge apartment. What do you need all that space for? I happen to be getting married soon. That’s a huge deal. You should transfer the place to me. I’ll even cover the transfer fee.” I was stunned. “Are you out of your mind?” His mother Linda said, “How can you be so ungrateful? Him using your place for his newlywed life is doing you a favor. It’ll bring you good luck! Other people would jump at the chance!” The son and mother were united against me. “Anyway, tomorrow’s a great day. Grab the property deed and come with us to transfer ownership!” I rejected them without hesitation and called them crazy. Who knew they would get so furious that they would storm into my brand-new apartment and go on a rampage, smashing everything in sight. They even said smugly, “We need to show you our family doesn’t get pushed around! Go ahead and call the police! What proof do you even have that it was us?” What they did not know was that I had installed surveillance cameras on the day I moved in.

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé’s female best friend, Marisol Vance, sent me a set of photos. In the photos, she wore the custom haute couture wedding gown I had commissioned, leaning into Lucian Drake’s arms, with a caption meant to provoke me: [Borrowing your groom and your dress for a moment—after all, Lucian said I look better in this than you do.] Soon after, my social feed was flooded with their so-called wedding photos. In the images, the two of them staged a mock kiss, the caption reading: [More than friends, not quite lovers. If we had been born ten years earlier, there would have been no place for anyone else.] I held up the photos and confronted Lucian, yet he played his game indifferently, then tossed his phone aside, his face full of impatience. “I told you, it was just for fun—a way to commemorate our youth. Can you stop acting like a shrew? She was just diagnosed with depression. What’s wrong with me comforting her?” Looking at his self-righteous expression, I smiled. “Fine. Since your bond is so unbreakable, I won’t play the villain.” That very night, I drafted a withdrawal agreement and halted the arrangements I had been making with a top-tier overseas medical team for his mother. “The wedding is off. Don’t expect me to keep patching up your bankrupt company, and don’t expect me to save your mother either. “Your youth is precious—I hope you can afford to pay the price to keep it so.”

“I’m not a good man. A good man would sacrifice you to save the world. I have no such inclinations.” When one is offered a job that would have them set for life, would they allow a fickle thing such as a moral compass stand in their way? Abigeal Starr, former soldier of the US Army, didn’t think so. It had been surprisingly difficult to get a stable job after leaving the military and she was barely managing to keep her head above the water. She couldn’t even afford the rent on her small flat so she’d had to take in a roommate whose personality frequently clashed with hers. Tired, frustrated and dangerously approaching desperate, she found a job which was almost laughable in its simplicity: assassinate a billionaire. She couldn’t believe how much she was going to be paid for one task, but she quickly discovered that it wasn’t going to be as much of a walk in the park as she had thought. Will she follow through with her task? Or will her conscience get the best of her? Find out more in the story!

~l have never had a threesome with anyone~ ~But still fuck me~ TAKEN TWICE. 18+. Karen Ryder ran away from her abusive boyfriend and swore never to fall in love with any other man but she instead fall in love with not one but two men.... In fact brothers. Twisted pasts and unforeseen future leaves her breathless and though innocent about the threesome thingy, she ends up exploring her darkest fantasies and feelings. Things were all good not until when one brother got jealousy, possessive and wanted her to be his only. This was so hard for her to decide since she loved both brothers.

A large TV company Kikanasih Company with Eka Tanaya as the President is going to marry Rina, a famous daughter who just lost her whole company due to accumulated debt to Kikanasih company. Rina is now forced to be married to Eka to repay her family debt and her mother's medical expenses. At first, Rina only thought of his husband as a narcissistic power-hungry man who loves to tease her and bully her as a merely arrogant President who loves to bully the weak. However, after living in a false marriage life with Eka she's starting to see another looming darkness that shrouds Eka's life.

A modern-day fujoshi (a woman who’s obsessed with pairing men together in fictional or real scenarios) dies in an accident — only to wake up in the body of Lady Seraphina Edevane, a noblewoman in a world of arranged marriages and rigid social rules. Seraphina is married to Lord Adrian Vale, a stoic duke rumored to have a scandalous past. The twist? Whenever Adrian gets within a certain distance of her, he starts hearing the original woman’s unfiltered inner voice — full of snark, romantic theories, and wild speculations about pairing him with other men. As the woman begins to warm up to him, the “voice distance” increases, forcing them to stay apart or risk exposure… until they realize the connection might hold the key to unraveling a curse tied to both their fates.

Amaya, is engaged to James but runs into her first love in the club. Seeing him brings back old memories and feelings. Will she cheat and go back to her ex or will she stay with her fiancé?

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .

I was the eldest daughter of the Shadow Wolves pack. Anyone who married me would gain the full support of Shadow Wolves. Every wolf in the pack knew that Ryan Trivett and I had grown up together, practically destined for each other. I'd been infatuated with him for as long as I could remember. In this life, though, I didn't choose Ryan. Instead, I ended up with his uncle, Lucas Trivett. Why? Because in my previous life, I had been married to Ryan for five years, and he had never touched me. I used to think he had his reasons—some secret burden he couldn't share. But one day, I accidentally stumbled into the hidden chamber behind our bedroom. There, I saw him pleasuring himself to a photo of my cousin. That was the moment I realized the truth. He never loved me. He had only ever used me. Now, with this second chance at life, I had decided to let them have each other. But when I walked down the aisle in my wedding dress toward Lucas, Ryan completely lost it.