John Lennon Shot

Heaven never dreamed of marrying into a family as rich and powerful as the Wiles family, but an arranged marriage bound her to Damien Wiles and knowing he didn’t care about her didn’t stop her from falling for him completely. Unfortunately, all she got in return for her love and devotion was a marriage full of pain and coldness yet she selflessly sacrificed herself when Damien was shot at. After being trapped in a coma for five years, Heaven finally wakes up but doesn’t remember anything. At her bedside stands Damien, no longer the cold, heartless husband he once was—not that she even remembers, and a little boy who calls her “Mommy.” Knowing that Heaven doesn’t remember their loveless marriage, and the pain that once defined her life because of him, Damien will now stop at nothing to win back the woman he once destroyed—even if it means lying to her and pretending they were the perfect couple before her accident. But memories have a way of returning, no matter how deeply they’ve been buried. And when Heaven finally regains hers, the truth of Damien’s betrayal and the agony of her past come crashing back. Faced with the lies he spun and the love he now offers, Heaven must decide whether she can forgive the man who broke her beyond repair… or if some wounds can never truly heal.

"Why can't I have both of you at the same time!" I shot, glaring at him. I tried to be softer with him, but he made it harder. He froze for a second, searching my face before taking my hand and stroking his thumb gently on the back. "Not so fast, pussy cat," he whispered in my ear, his free hand on my neck, pinning me head against his shoulder. "I need your cunt to get used to me to the point that you cannot satisfy yourself no matter how much you touch yourself. Only we would be able to make you cum from now on, whether you like it or not. Your cunt will only obey us because it belongs to us like all of you. Every time you need to cum, you'd have to come to us. You'd have to depend on us, giving your freedom of cumming only to us," he told me, working his fingers and hand faster. I was drenched with my wetness, and my walls were begging his fingers to let them clench, but no, he continued. TRIGGER WARNING: This is a dark romance story, so keep your fingers ready. Keep the lights low. Get your mind energized, and Baby? Let me know if you get caught up in this story. This book is rated 18+.

"You are just like them, you are no different than your family," I say brimming with tears. "Rachel I’m sorry" He says walking over to me "No, don’t you dare come any closer to me. I hate you, Richie, I fucking hate you, Richard Maranzano" I yell summoning all the energy in me to stand up. I always wanted to know everything about the Maranzano family and now that I know, it hurts more than the memories did. Perhaps it’s because my whole life was a lie, or because I never was ready to know the truth or because my heart still beats for my mother’s killer. ——————————————————————————— Rachel green is a simple lady whose life evolves around, parties, one-night stands, and research. Mafia Research. Ten years ago, Rachel witnessed her mom being killed by the youngest Mafia king which is no doubt from the Maranzano family. For that, she hated Mafias but in particular, she hated the Maranzano family and had sworn to ruin the life of Richie Maranzano who she thinks shot her mom to her death grave. Richie Maranzano is every woman’s dream, well, except for Rachel Green. He is a no-nonsense boss, arrogant, and very ambitious. When Rachel became his secretary she tries to hide her hated towards him for a while but what happens when Richie suddenly walks up and proposes marriage to her?

A young lady was found half dead in the cold streets of miami, florida. Raped, brutally beaten, and shot twice in her thighs....it would take a miracle for her to survive. A tiny glint of luck shines on her when Mrs grace, a business mogul, rich and kind, discovered the dying young lady. She takes her home, but the young lady Selene is a breath away from dying... and only a miracle can save her Mrs grace does the unthinkable, she uses her magic powers to heal her. In so doing she kills her self. Her powers are transfered to Selene. The power to heal, To kill, And to enchant. Selene is given a new chance to live. But revenge runs in her veins. She is set on a dangerous mission, to kill every man she came across, to enchant them or use them as her sex toy. She's an enchantress She's every man fantasy, She's every man's dream, She's every man's sex goddess. A night with her, makes you yearn for more. Fate brings her to a rare man...and he's not enchanted by her beauty. He's doesn't want her, doesn't wanna bed her. Selene is blinded with fury, rage and passion to kill him, her sole mission is bed him and to kill him, And she would stop at nothing to do so. Will she succeed? Or will she fall in love? And if she does...wouldn't it be too late

I was reborn. The universe spat me back to the year of my SATs, eighteen again, right when Noah Ritchie confessed his love for me. Turned out, it was the last year he'd ever love me. That was the year he met her… the one who'd actually own his heart. For Carla Davidson, he didn't hesitate to confess his love to me, not out of sincerity, but to distract me from my studies. Because of him, I missed my shot at a top university and barely got into a second-tier one. He even staged a car accident to keep me from attending an academic competition, just so Carla could win first place. When Carla suffered from severe blood loss in an accident, he convinced me to donate so much blood that it permanently damaged my health and left me unable to bear children. Later, Noah was forced to marry me, but he spent every day brooding over a photo of Carla. And when he learned she was getting married, he abandoned me without a second thought, choosing to die for love. But in this lifetime, I'm wide awake. I won't love him again. I'll be selfish. I'll live for myself and no one else. So when Noah looked at me with his usual arrogance and asked, "Tiffany, will you be my girlfriend?" I met his gaze calmly and shook my head. "No."

"Why did you put me through that?" I asked, taking a moment to delve into his intense gaze. "Do you really despise me that much?" Dimitri hissed, his voice sharp like a knife. "Isabelle, be careful with what you say." "Why should I even try?" I shot back, matching his intensity. "That’s enough!" Dimitri growled, his voice low and menacing. Before I could respond, he roared, halting my words in their tracks. He seized my arms, pushing me against the wall. My heart raced, and the fire in his gaze intensified. This is unbearable! There’s no escaping destiny anymore. His lips crashed onto mine, stealing my breath and breaking through all my defenses. --- Isabella Rosa Santacruz is a witch on the run, her blood linked to a prophecy that positions her as the key to the universe. Throughout her life, she has evaded monsters and myths, always staying a step ahead—until now. Dimitri Axel Castellan, known as the Blood Alpha, is feared, ruthless, and weighed down by a cursed pack fated to perish on the eleventh blood moon. However, when he encounters Isabella—the one person he never expected—everything shifts. She becomes the air he can’t breathe without, even if loving her means sacrificing everything, including his own life. Will their connection protect them from the impending chaos, or will it pull them apart?

The past Day 159 after the first New Species were freed Joy tried to relax in the chair but worry over her client made her fidget. She glanced at the clock, noting he was late again. Minutes ticked by while her anger grew. It was the fourth session in a row that 466 had blown off. He did it on purpose. She knew he was going to be irate over what she’d done in retaliation but he’d left her with no choice. The loud sound of a menacing growl startled her. Her gaze flew to the door a second before it was thrown open. 466 hovered in the hallway, his rich brown hair messed up as if he’d dried it upside down with a blow dryer to give it that fullness. Rage showed in his narrowed, dark gaze. She guessed he’d been the source of the noise. He was pushed forward as one of the guards entered the office behind her client. “Here he is. He wasn’t happy but we got him.” The man shot a dirty look at 466. “Four of his men convinced him to come along or we would have had to drag his inside in shackles. He wanted to fight me.” She winced. “Please sit, 466.” “It seems I don’t have a choice.” He sauntered over to the chair in front of her desk and dropped his big body down hard enough to make the piece of furniture groan. “So much for saying we are free.”

***WARNING*** This story contains vivid descriptions of sex and violence. it's enough to be considered M+ read at your own risk. What happens when twenty two year old Emma is sold to a billionaire and Mafia leader Shawn Martinez to clear off debts. They were two different people, Emma was soft and innocent and all she wanted was happiness and peace, Shawn Martinez was rugged, dangerous and powerful, all he wanted was to touch every inch of Emma's naked body and taint her. He's been stalking her for years, waiting for the perfect moment to make her his queen, he'd kill everybody that gets in the way of him and HIS angel. He forces her to marry him, soon after she finds out that he was the one who had killed her parents and made her an orphan, will she escape to resist him or will she submit to the pleasure like a horny 'daddy's good girl'...? *** I swallowed hard as I watched his eyes turn dark with desire, his pinky fingers was at the waistband of my pants, he slipped his hand inside and he pressed against my clit, I gasped as pleasure shot through me. "You're such a good girl, you're soaking wet for me." " Ye- yes, " I whispered, I wanted his c*ck buried inside me. "yes what?." He asked teasingly. "yes sir."

"Also not her your Lordship. For it is the first princess of the kingdom. Princess Ninsab" Xisuthra said and bowed his head multiple times. . Xisuthra had just confirmed the death of the princess and he was sure that someone had poisioned her. Asalan Enlim who was the Emperor of Slosalia was not sure how to take the news in. How was the king of Iduivacan going to react when he hears that the one betrothed to his son was dead? He would only take it as a ploy to escape the marriage. "Make sure the news doesn't get out until I find something to do about the situation," the emperor told Xisuthra. His other daughters were too young to play peace offering. He would just have to find a solution to the problem. Una Whiteland was only trying to find the person who had killed her parents. She went ahead to join the police force. She had exerted her sweet revenge on the person when she was shot and woke up finding herself in the past. In the Kingdom of Slosalia. "She looks exactly like her highness" Xisuthra whispered. "Are you sure?" the emperor asked as a plan formed in his mind. No matter who this woman was she was going to be the emperor's daughter to prevent them from going to war. If they went to war they'll lose and he would lose his throne. This was the only way to protect his throne and kingdom. She was from the future and forced to be a princess. He was an emperor willing to protect his kingdom.

“For better or worst, for richer or for poor, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.” How long would you hold to the vow you promised to each other in front of God when you’re the only one’s fulfilling it in the first place? Because of an accidental pregnancy, Ann and Clayton found themselves in a messy situation. Wala mang nararamdaman si Clayton para kay Ann, dahil sa pamimilit ng ina ng lalaki, nangyari ang isang kasal na pareho nilang hindi ginusto. Paulit-ulit mang sabihin ni Ann na hindi niya rin gusto ang kasal, Clayton thinks otherwise. He felt that she really got herself knocked up to trapped him with her. Hurtful words, alienation and cold treatments were the response Ann got from her husband. But for their son’s sake, she stayed with him, wishing that someday, Clayton could learn to love them. She could tolerate everything just to have a complete family for her son. But one day, Ann found herself running away from him and she didn’t have the choice but to break the vow she never thought she would do in order to heal her soul that Clayton shattered... because in the first place, Clayton’s heart is not for her. And when Ann decided to leave, that's when Clayton had a change of heart. Can they have the shot of second chance or it will remain as a broken vow?