Romans & histoires Indulge Book

Ryo is a cute fun loving girl that is hopelessly and completely in love with the school's IT guy. She spends hours dreaming of what it would be like to date and fall in love with Oliver. In her mind they are the perfect match, there is nothing that can stop them from being together. But in the real world they can't be together. They lead two very different lives. They are as different as night and day Ryo is content with loving Oliver from a distance. She has made peace with the fact that they will never be. But when she and Oliver are forced to work together on a school project everything changes. Will she be able to keep her love for him a secret. Will she be able to keep her feelings to herself.

I'm looking for my beloved. She was taken from me. Hidden from my very eyes till it was too late. But my dragon will find her. Even if it means the end of the world. If she dies, everyone shall perish. I am Azian, prince of Dragons. I need my Kaya. only she can control my beast and his Ultra. --------------------- THIS IS AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS BOOK 3. The third book in the APOD SERIES. [a/n] YOU CANNOT READ THIS BOOK WITHOUT AT LEAST READING BOOK TWO. ACTUALLY, I NOW STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU ALSO READ BOOK 1 (all completed) ORDER- AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS MATED TO THE GOLDEN DRAGON FATED TO THE KING OF DRAGONS PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AFTER EVERY CHAPTER. ENJOY.

Roan King is my brother’s best friend. He’s thirty, a billionaire, and the most dangerous man I’ve ever loved, because he loves me back like it’s the only thing he knows how to do. Our relationship is a secret. A beautiful, suffocating secret. The kind that feels like forever… until it starts to feel like a cage. So I broke it. I broke us with no explanation, no reason he could understand. I'm a girl who realized that loving Roan King would eventually destroy me… and I walked away before it could. Except Roan doesn’t do walked away. “You don’t get to break up with me, Lia. That’s not how this works.” So, he gave me a challenge, to make him hate me. Push him so far past the point of love that there’s nothing left but disgust. So I tried. God help me… I really tried.

He pushed me to the wall and quickly guided me with both hands so that I couldn't escape "You are going no where, you can't escape from me today. I must have you, your body and soul is mine!" "please stop this, I have a boyfriend!". "Boyfriend? From today onwards, I will be the only one to make love to you". He tore the front part of my dress, revealing my bra that was holding my huge firm breasts in place. I attempted to cover up myself and run away but his grip on my hands was too strong. I kicked him at his manhood area and he was weakened and finally, I could escape. But as I ran to the door and tried to open it, I realized that it was locked with its key removed!!

Made men are trained to conceal their emotions if they have one, while those who have no empathy or emotions left in them after years of training are blessed. But what could be the downfall of a Made man? Perhaps, could it be the feeling of humanity? *********** Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca, the eldest son of the Bratva, a Made man, feared by all, except his arranged bride, Ava Morales. Ava, the daughter of a businessman, whose father borrowed money from the Bratva and was unable to pay it back. In exchange for the debt he owed, he gave his daughter out for marriage to the Bratva. Among all three sons of the Bratva, Vincenzo accepted to marry Ava, not because of love, but because she intrigued him and he wanted to see how much he could break her. But what happens when he begins to feel some stir in his chest at the sight of his wife? What happens then, when he sees his wife flirting with other men and his vision is clouded red and filled with the need to chop off the fingers of the man flirting with his wife?

Willow Wildwoods is a witch, she has self esteem issues mostly stemming from her poor relationships and her narcissistic boyfriend. She is a curvy girl and an artist, but when a full moon ritual and a wish opens up a whole new world where she discovers her boyfriend isn’t what he seems and that she has four supernatural fated mates she is in for a wild ride. Hikaru’s private jet sets down at Logan Airport under the full moon and they get ushered to a penthouse where they will be under the protection of werewolves. The little nonbinary fox shifter will have a personal guard who they immediately realize is their fated mate. Asim doesn’t like the idea of babysitting a fox shifter. He’s a warrior and Alpha Guard, why should he have to babysit some foreign fox shifter? How is he supposed to do his duty when that little shifter turns out to be the mate he has been waiting to meet his entire life? Aiden gave up on love and meeting his mate. His fated mate didn’t even acknowledge the bond 200 years ago, so now that he has met Willow and has a second chance he won’t let her slip through his claws at any cost. He will have the little witch paint a mural for his supernatural nightclub and show her just how generous dragon shifters can be. Raff seems to be carefree, skateboarding through the underground fae markets and creating street art by day, bartending by night. But he knows there is more to life and his girlfriend isn’t it. How do they all come together and what about these mysterious disappearances of supernatural beings that keep occurring? How is it connected to them?

Deborah grew up as the only girl among six overprotective brothers, each powerful, intimidating, and fiercely loyal. In their eyes, no man is ever good enough for their sister. They swore that only they would choose the man worthy of her hand. But Deborah has a secret that could destroy everything. Behind closed doors and hidden glances, she’s been having an affair with Luther Cain, the cold, enigmatic CEO of one of the country’s most powerful companies… the Cain Industry….. and the very man her brothers consider their greatest rival. As their forbidden relationship deepens, passion turns into danger. Lies begin to unravel. And when her brothers discover the truth, Deborah must choose between the family that raised her, and the man she’s willing to burn the world for.

We're both heartbroken. Ella lost a fiancé, and I lost a wife. Our paths crossed when I was trying to move on, and she in her denial stage. I thought we could help each other heal our broken hearts, so I tried to remove the guards I had been trying to secure around myself. And before I knew who she really was, I found myself falling in love again. However, fate always slaps me with its irony. Because I found out that all along, she was the secret enemy that had set out to destroy me. All because I was the one who caused her heartaches — the one who killed her fiancé.

Sitting in front of my OB-Gyne, I clasped my trembling hands and put them on my lap. She just had a thorough examination on me, and I got scared of what might be the result. I knew there was something wrong with me, but I couldn't point it out. “I have not seen any problem in you except that…” I looked into her eyes, my heart skipping beats. “You might be frigid.” "No," I screamed in my mind. I even love sex. My thoughts then went to that night where I had a sinful indulgence with the man in my dreams. Everything changes after that, including my ideals in life. But that man isn’t my husband now, but my boss.

When I pushed open the oakwood door to the manor’s study, I never expected to walk into such a scene. Juliana was sprawled across the desk, her posture leaving little to the imagination. As if not R-rated enough, her mini dress was pulled up to her waist, and her black lace clung to her thigh, barely covering her modesty. She looked back with a smile. “Alessia, my back is acting up again. Matteo’s just helping me out.” Matteo, my husband and a Don, rose to his feet, a tube of ointment in hand. He didn’t look like someone who had been caught out. “She couldn’t reach her back, so I thought I ought to lend a hand.” Matteo grabbed the dressing and pressed the gauze against her skin. He sure took his time. Tilting her head, Juliana met my gaze. “Don’t get the wrong idea. We grew up together. That’s how family is. We don’t care about that kind of stuff.” In my past life, I bolted into the room and grabbed Juliana by the hair to yank her off the desk. She turned to the side, shoving me hard into the sharp corner of the desk. I hit my head on the cold marble edge. The next thing I knew, I was a dead body in the morgue. This time, I stood in the doorway motionlessly. Since Juliana wanted to play the game, I’d be sure to hold my cards close to my chest.