Jack Reacher Killing Floor

When the devil gets attracted to one particular Woman he would do anything to make her his, he won't stop until he's claimed her. The devil always gets what he wants even if it means killing everyone on his path. What happens when Lucifer leaves his throne to earth just for a particular Woman named Skylar Green? What will happen when Skyler meets Lucas thinking he's human? What will happen when she finds out that Lucas was actually the real Lucifer from hell in disguise ? Will she accept him or be scared of him ? How would Lucifer make her fall for him, and convince her to go with him ? Find out in Lucifer's hearthstone

''I can't live without you." he was confessing his feelings. ''I know, I ruined your life, your career everything but I am ashamed of that. I know I don't deserve you but I can't stop loving you." ''don't do this, please. it's over. I told you nothing can happen between us. stop insulting yourself.'' '' please just give me one chance to undo everything. I promise I will make up for everything .'' ''oh no no, you can't boss. not after what you have done to me. I am leaving now. I would prefer death than to be with a person like you." he was holding her hands and was begging her to stay. ''just let me go. these tactics won't work on me.'' ''do me a favour then. shoot me instead. I can't live with this guilt." ''This is your punishment. just for once I am satisfied seeing you like that. BOSS.'' he was crying. he couldn't find words that would let her stay. she would go and he knew he would not be able to forgive himself. she turned around and let him cry on the floor while he was begging for her forgiveness but it was too late. her boss. the billionaire, he had the power to bring down any powerful man in the country. he could shake the stock market in just a minute. he was begging like that. but she had no concern for him now. she had been the slave and he was torturing her and playing with her life. she couldn't stay with him anymore. no matter if her heart differs from hers. she had just left the room when she heard a gunshot. she ran back inside and the floor was all red with blood coming out of his body.

Adapting to her current life and wanting to change for good. Angela Wilson, found herself stuck in between what's right and what's wrong and until the day she met the mysterious man who had ruthlessly entered her world as if it belongs to him and she found no way out of his grasp. ___ "You are not going anywhere Angela" My body stops moving as his deep and husky voice sounds so clear in my ears. My mind was in thought, how did he enter my apartment? how did he know where I live? but no words left my mouth. My breath hitched when his shoes tapping on the floor, alerting me that he was walking in my direction. Fists clenching when his presence felt so close to me. "You can't avoid me, My Angel"

After the birth of our daughter, my husband left for a dangerous mission. My in-laws' initial joy soured, and they regarded my baby with disdain. Maria, my mother-in-law, was particularly scornful. In a rare show of familial love, my father-in-law Lincoln took my daughter out for a playdate. I thought he had finally grown fond of her, only for him to strike me the moment he returned. "How dare you betray my son! I'll kill you!" "Yes! Beat that loose woman to death together with that brat!" Shifting my gaze from the report on the floor to my furious father-in-law, I pulled out several photos—my naked mother-in-law Maria, caught with another man. "Let's see who the real loose woman is!"

The moment I opened the door, I never imagined that my fiancé would be in bed with my best friend, both of them wearing nothing. I went absolutely crazy and charged toward them, wanting nothing more than to kill the two of them. But my fiancé shoved me to the floor and, turning it around, blamed me instead. "Rosalind," he sneered, "if you hadn't been so self-righteous and refused to sleep with me, I wouldn't have cheated!" Fine. Since he no longer wanted me, I married his older brother. On the day of the wedding, I smiled at him and said, "Norris, guess what? I'm your sister-in-law now."

The poor Commandery Princess is down and out. Her father dies when she is young, and her mother passes away not long ago. Her grandfather, the only one she can rely on, is now at death's door from his illness. Faced with the merciless uncle, the greedy aunts, as well as cousins competing to present the model of the worst relatives, the Commandery Princess could do nothing but feel depressed in heart. But now, she comes and transmigrates into the body of the poor Princess! As an expert who lived at the end of the world, regarding the killing as a common practice and being good at all kinds of intrigues and tricks, she is proficient in everything except drinking. What will happen to her? What will she do to deal with these relatives? How does she become a famous empress of an eminent family from the poor Commandery Princess?

WARNING 18 + ONLY This is an erotic piece containing all elements of suspense, drama, and tantalizing mist. So get ready to feel a lot of things. 17 years and below. Please this piece isn’t for you. Enjoy ************* From a mere Stripper to an Exclusive Stripper pawned in the hands of Mafia under lords. Francesca, a lowly girl, finds herself in a situation that will only cost her her life. But what can do but play the game in such a way that won’t cost her her life before time. Enzo,Emilio, Paolo Or Stefano… Who will be the one who ends up killing her? A tale of Regret, Erotism, Betrayal and Lust. Read “Stripper for the Mafia Bosses” to know more.

"I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last.A gun to the head.A trained killer.A deadly conspiracy.Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world.The manhunt is on and Six is the next target. Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us?Two down, seven to go.When it’s all over he’ll finish the job that dropped him into my life, and end it.Stockholm Syndrome meets bucket list, and the question of what would you do to live before you died. The questions aren’t always answered in black and white. Gray becomes the norm as my morals are tested.Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive.Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do?This isn’t a love story.It’s a death story.**Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only as some scenes may be particularly disturbing.**"

Book One Kelly Bradley didn’t need to worry about falling in love when she came up with her plan to marry Jack Sutton. She’d dated so many great guys over the years, but not fallen in love once. Not with any of them. It just wasn’t in the cards for her. So, when she approached powerful, sexy Jack Sutton and proposed a temporary marriage-of-convenience, she wasn’t one bit concerned that her heart would be on the line. But, when Jack agrees and she moves into his home, Kelly quickly discovers just how wrong she was. Before she knows it, not only is her heart on the line, but her life is, too. Book Two After a near-death experience, artist Ashley Price is compelled to paint visions of the dead. Then she paints a man buried alive and, recognizing the surroundings, she rushes to save him. Instead of being grateful to her for rescuing him, Detective Jack Sullivan accuses her of being in league with a serial killer. He swears he will put her behind bars. Except, the more time he spends with her, the more he falls under her spell. Can he trust her, or is he walking into another deadly trap?

In the third year of my engagement to Jack, he found himself a pureblooded, sharp-fanged huntress up in the Northern Territory. The night before my birthday, he brought her to me—just to call off the bond. He looked at me, cold and distant. “Bethel and I both live for the thrill of the night hunt. You're just a greenhouse wolf—soft and sheltered. You’ll never get what makes it all so addictive.” I asked, holding back the hurt, “Did it really have to be today?” He chuckled, “Did breaking a bond require a date on the calendar?” I nodded without arguing. But the next month, we ended up in the same Blood Moon Trial up north. What he didn’t know was—I tasted the rush of the hunt, the heat of blood, and got the champion long before he even came of age. Later, on his birthday, I sealed a life bond with another powerful wolf. He looked at me, red-eyed and hoarse, voice barely his, “Did it have to be today?” I smiled back, “Life bonds need good omens. The moon’s just right tonight.”