Iu Through The Night

Sometimes love doesn't last... ...for all the wrong reasons. Angelique: The more I work with him, the more I lose my mind. Cassiel: I never thought I'd let her down, but now that I feel like I'm ready to propose, Angelique is slipping away from my fingers. Daniel: I have always gotten what I want in life. Angelique is the last person I want to let go. She can run away all she wants, but I have my mind set on having her. It's not like me to lose. Angelique Myers is a lost twenty-three-year-old trying to find what love and relationships mean in her life. She is committed to the love of her life, her long-term boyfriend, Cassiel Stone. But when work comes between them, and Cassiel starts wooing his clients more often than he woos Angelique, her love starts to crack. Enter charismatic country singer Daniel Miles. Hot and handsome, he catches Angelique off guard, sweeping her off her feet and hiring her to write romantic songs with him. Being with Daniel sparks fireworks, the likes of which Angelique hasn't seen since she first fell for Cassiel. Caught between two men, Angelique falls into a spiral of lies and goodbyes. As her life shatters around her, will Angelique be able to make up her mind about who she wants and gain her fairy tale ending?

As the most well-known weather forecaster in the city, my forecasts were always wrong. Over time, everyone caught on. In this city, whether it rained or snowed depended entirely on the emotions of Cody Harper's lover. One moment, I'm on air announcing "moderate to heavy snow," but the next, the clouds in the sky parted and cleared. My boss openly mocked me. "You used to be the most popular presenter at our station, but not anymore, huh? Your husband’s throwing money around to manipulate the weather. What's the point of you reporting the forecast?" A coworker ruthlessly added, "I heard her husband's new lover doesn't like the cold, so there probably won't be any snow in the city for half a year. I think she's gonna be hit with a lot of fines." Clutching over a dozen penalty notices, I remained silent. When I got home, I tossed the penalty notices at Cody expressionlessly. "Clean up your own mess. I'm tired of being Mrs. Harper. I quit."

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT THAT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. She closed her eyes as he pushed her to the wall, trapping her between himself and the wall. His breathe felt so hot as he buried his face in her neck. It felt hot, hotter than being locked in an oven and it was much more than a turn on for her. “When I touch you” he said as he slowly took off her robe… “never scream…never refuse... Just feel… you’re here and only for me, I don’t wanna ever see you speaking to anyone because you’re mine and mine alone… you’re my taken“ he said before ripping the clothes from her and then pushing her to the bed, spreading her legs . . After a one night stand with an unknown man, Amanda Wilson finds herself in a more complicated scenario when she gets taken as a captive by this unknown man to an unknown location. What happens when she finds out he is a ruthless Beta, one feared by even the alpha?

“You’re drunk,” he said, smirking. “Yeah,” she admitted, then reached out and touched his shirt. “But I still want to have sex with you.” Vincenzo tilted his head slightly, like he was studying a new toy. "You were about to go after my bodyguard, huh?" he said. His fingers suddenly cupped her breast, slow and confident. “And yet, you look more like a virgin than a pervert.” That sobered her up a bit. “I—what?” Before she could say anything else, she blurted, “I want to have sex with you. I’m all yours tonight.” Vincenzo raised a brow, then smiled. “If that’s what you want.” He stood up, lifted her into his arms effortlessly, and carried her through a side door. Her arms looped around his neck as her heart pounded so hard she could barely breathe. He kicked open a private room. Inside, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her—hot, commanding, full of hunger. She melted into it. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and for the first time in her life, she didn’t care who she was supposed to be. She was just a girl kissing a stranger.

"Addison has been the sole provider for her siblings ever since their parents passed away. But in an unexpected turn of events—and after one too many drinks—she wakes up to find a ring on her finger and a god-like man beside her in bed. 'Hello there, my dear wife,' he says."

Desperada si Solara Hilario na sirain ang kasunduan ng kanyang ama para sa isang arranged marriage na nakatali sa kanyang kalayaan, yaman at kapangyarihan. Kaya naman nagplano siyang humanap ng isang birheng lalaking papayag sa isang one-night arrangement para makalaya siya. Pero mali ang kwartong napasukan ng lalake. At ang lalaking ito ay si Draven Imperiale. Isang enigmatic billionaire na kayang paluhurin ang kahit na sinong tao sa kanyang harapan. Inakala niya na ito na ang bayarang lalake na kanyang inarkila. Matapos ang gabi na kanilang pinagsaluhan ay binayaran niya ito at tumakas nang walang paalam. Pero si Draven ay hindi sanay na tratuhin bilang isang disposable. Ang pinaka-ayaw niya sa lahat? Magasgasan ang kanyang ego. Ginamit niya ang lahat ng kanyang impluwensya at kapangyarihan para hanapin ang babae na naglakas-loob na nang-insulto at sumira ng kanyang ego. Nang sa wakas ay natunton niya ito ay may nalaman itong malaking rebelasyon. Tatlong buwan na itong buntis at tumakas papuntang ibang bansa. Pitong taon ang lumipas ay bumalik si Solara sa bansa. Ngayon ay handa si Draven na bawiin lahat. Ang kanyang magiging tagapagmana at ang babaeng nagpabagsak sa ego ng isang hari. Kapag nagtagpo silang muli ay magtatagisan ba ang fiery at rebellious spirit ni Solara sa icy dominance ni Draven? O pipiliin niyang magpaubaya sa kapangyarihan at angking kagwapuhan na kaakit-akit ng isang billionaire na ayaw magpatalo?

ภาคย์ ภูบดินทร์ คุณหมอมาเฟียที่จับผลัดจับพลูมาเดบิวต์เป็นมือกีตาร์วง forget-me-nots นิสัย : เจ้าเล่ห์ ปากร้ายสกิลแรปด่าไฟลุก รักอิสระ รักพวกพ้อง ไม่สนใจความรัก ไม่ชอบความสัมพันธ์แบบผูกมัด แป้งหอม สาวน้อยวัยใสที่เติบโตมาในรั้วโรงเรียนหญิงล้วนไร้เดียงสาเรื่องความรักแต่ซื่อสัตย์กับความรู้สึกของตนเอง นิสัย : มองโลกในแง่ดี อ่อนโยน อ่อนหวาน แต่ไม่อ่อนแอเมื่อต้องเผชิญกับการถูกกดดันจากครอบครัวเพียงเพราะความผิดผลาดของตนเองที่นำมาซึ่งการเปลี่ยนแปลงครั้งใหญ่ในชีวิต

She once humiliated herself by falling for him. She was set up which led her to his bed and she ended up in a situation she couldn’t even explain. Now, she was pinned against the wall in his office, her hands held above her head. Her back arched slightly, even her body betrayed her, she could see the city view beside them like nothing unusual was happening. “Sir...” She gasped the moment she felt his hand slide beneath her skirt. She regretted wearing a skirt. It had already been pushed up, revealing far more than she was comfortable with. Even with his one hand holding hers, he still has his fingers teasing her slick entrance through soaked lace. She couldn't describe how embarrassed she felt in that particular moment. He smirked and leaned toward her ear “I should hate you,” he whispered “but ever since I saw you naked, I’ve been so obsessed. I want to screw you so hard you will forget everything in the world, but how deep I can bury myself inside you until you’re screaming for more.” She took a deep breath. “This is wrong, Mr…” She swallowed hard. "Please… I still want to live...ahh… boss…” Her protest broke into a soft moan as his fingers went deeper and slowed like he was enjoying every second of her losing control. “Damn…” she gritted her teeth, trying to keep her voice down, afraid someone might hear them through the door. “You’re still pretending?” he chuckled in amusement, he intentionally kept his movement slowly. “My king… please…” she finally said what he had been wanting to hear. She had always been too proud to accept it. They used to hate each other. But could hate really turn into something this intense… this uncontrollable?

Blurb/Synopsis: Layla Smith had a one night stand with a billionaire as a result of the scheme played by her boyfriend and stepsister. After confronting them,she was faced with the harsh truth that she had always been played. After finding out that it was the famous billionaire she spent the night with,she was greeted with a marriage contract. Miles Brooks paid for her sick mother's surgery and she had no choice but to accept the contract. Then the series of face slapping began. Layla had a change in personality.

In the biggest bar of Gryndon, my younger sister, Evonne Bradford, is tossed onto the middle of the stage like a plaything. The men beneath the stage keep arguing with each other. At the moment, Evonne's complexion is as pale as a sheet. She can only stare at her fiance, Simon Scottman, in disbelief, who's sitting in the middle of the bar. "Simon, I'm your fiancee! How could you treat me like this?" Simon leans over to kiss the dainty-looking woman in his arms on the lips. Then, he shoots Evonne a cold look. "You don't even know who took your virginity, yet you still have the guts to question me?" The woman in Simon's arms just titters delicately, but the contempt in her eyes is plain to see when she looks at Evonne. Meanwhile, I sit in my booth, my gaze already icy. All it takes is three years of my absence in this country, and already someone dares to harm a member of the Bradford family.