Kiss Her Once For Me A Novel

For sweet and innocent Adriana, life was nothing but a walk through the park. That was, until she turned 18. Adriana feared for this day her whole life, but it was finally time to face them as so many women in her family has done in the past. It was the day for her to attend the Revendal, an annual Grand Ceremony which was held for none other than the pure blood, Draven Cruz. Not only was he famous for his good looks but his temper was well-known amongst the vampires and the humans as well. And now? It was time for him to choose himself a keeper from the ceremony and Adriana silently prays that she wasn't the one. But what happens if he does take a sudden interest in her? Does a human really stand a chance with a vampire?

Kayla Chaos is two words, Hunter King. King has always been that guy. Popular Arrogant Powerful and he had a hobby, to make my life miserable. I don't know why he hates me. But I know one thing. I'm going to stand up to him this senior year and make him regret everything. This is my revenge. Hunter She thinks she's better than everyone, Kayla Frisks. Strutting Kingsville Academy with elegance she doesn't deserve. I'll wreck her till she begs at my feet for forgiveness for her crime. I'll make her pay. That is, once I stop wanting her badly. I swear, I will stop soon. This is my revenge.

A girl has always had a crush on the man her family arranges marriage with. He loves another woman and is threatened to lose his inheritance if he divorces her. He begins to fall in love with her back karma has other plans

She was always the shadow. He was always chasing the light. Lavinia Hartwell had learned early that love was rarely for girls like her. She was the quiet one, the overlooked one—always second to her luminous best friend, Verity Langford. Even Henry Wynthorne, the boy whose compassion had unexpectedly caught her heart in high school, only had eyes for Verity. But years change people. Henry’s dreams of studying abroad collapsed with his father’s death. Verity left. Success became his only compass, and alcohol his only escape. And somehow, in the wreckage, there was Lavinia—never demanding, never judging, quietly holding him together in ways he never noticed… until she was gone. When an arranged engagement threatened to give her to him, Henry assumed she was being forced into it and set her free. Lavinia smiled, thanked him—and walked away, taking with her the steady presence he had taken for granted. Only then did Henry begin to notice the ache. The way her absence unsettled him. The way another man’s hand on her waist ignited a heat that was not anger, but something darker, sharper, and dangerously possessive. A single night blurred the lines forever—her lips on his, soft at first, then desperate, as though she’d loved him all her life. Desire flared, undeniable. But in the morning, she was gone again. Now, with Verity back and the past colliding with the present, Henry must face the truth: he no longer loves the woman he once chased. But has he realized too late who truly held his heart all along? Slow-burn, sensual, and laced with aching restraint, this is a story of unspoken devotion, of a man’s reluctant fall, and of the quiet girl who was never anyone’s first choice—until she became the only choice.

Don Ettore Vitale's lover, Viola Serra, and I are abducted at the same time. When it's time for Ettore to make his choice, he doesn't hesitate to choose Viola despite always doting on me all the time. "Larissa, Viola can't take this. She's too fragile. Once this is over, I'll definitely make it up to you." "If you choose her, I'll hate you forever!" He remains silent for a moment before whisking Viola away in his arms. I just keep laughing till tears spill down my cheeks. Some time later, I nestle into Ettore's arch-nemesis, Vittorio Romano's arms while smiling at the former. But he keeps begging me to return to him like an absolute lunatic.

A mother's troubled past haunts her, but she is bound and determined to find the light at the end of the tunnel in this devastatingly beautiful tale. Lillian McMasters clicks the accept button one day, not realizing that it will change her life forever. As a mother of 2, married and homemaker, she makes up her mind to leave George after years of pain and betrayal. However, she doesn't know how until Jordan Hill friend requests her on a social media site. At first, she doesn't recognize his name, but she keeps looking at his picture until she remembers exactly who he is. Keeping their contact secret, her husband starts to suspect something. Stay tuned to find out what happens in Forbidden Kiss and see what destiny has planned for her.

To save her father from a deadly debt, Emilia Rossi makes the ultimate sacrifice—she offers herself as collateral to the most dangerous man in the city. Dante Moretti, the ruthless billionaire mafia boss, could have demanded anything: money, property, even blood. Instead, he claims Emilia with a single rule—she must give him a goodnight kiss every day. What begins as a cruel bargain soon turns into a perilous game of desire and obsession. Dante is powerful, merciless, and feared by all, yet with Emilia, he reveals glimpses of a man she can’t help but crave. Each kiss blurs the line between duty and temptation, between hatred and something far more dangerous. But the mafia world is built on betrayal. Enemies close in, secrets unravel, and Emilia realizes that loving Dante might not only cost her freedom—it could cost her life. Is her kiss a contract of survival… or the spark that ignites their downfall?

My wife had called me in the middle of the night with a hint of drunkenness in her voice. She admitted to having too much to drink and asked me to come get her. I hurried to the private club she mentioned, only to find myself having to change into a bathrobe as soon as I got there. Surrounded by a group of wealthy women in their fifties, they playfully flirted and teased me relentlessly. Suddenly, a few of them pounced, pushing me to the ground and demanding I crawl like a dog. Despite the humiliation, my main concern was still my wife's wellbeing. Hours passed before she finally showed up, disheveled, supported by her male assistant, looking at me with a cold smirk. It was then that the truth hit me. This whole situation was a scheme she had orchestrated to please him. My anger rising, I called and spoke through gritted teeth, "Three days. I want every single business under the Spencers wiped out."

At our wedding, my husband, Justin Garner, pushes me—three months pregnant—toward our enemies as an apology in order to save his foster sister, Clara Garner. "This is my sincerity. You can do whatever you want with her." I don't cry or make a scene. I quietly follow the enemies away. That's because in my previous life, I had traded all my wealth for freedom and returned to Justin's side. In the end, I was forced to drink drugs and lost my unborn baby, suffering for three days and nights. "Justin, those 'enemies' were people you hired to act, and Maxine didn't even lose her innocence. Why did you have to get rid of the baby?" Clara asks. Justin coldly laughs. "If you're acting, you have to make it look real." I died full of hatred. When I wake up again, I choose to let those people take me away. Three years later, when I arrive at a banquet on the arms of my new lover, Justin goes mad, grabbing me and demanding, "Maxine Preston, where is our child?"

One day she had been moaning and squirming under her husbands chest as he made love to her every chance he got. The next thing he was telling her that he didn't love her. The press wrote all sorts of stories about how she cheated with Andre's business partners. Jeanine (Andre's mother) had thrown her out like a dog. It all seemed like a life time ago but she learnt to forgive and move on. She didn't have any grudge against them. Everything happened for a reason and maybe this was her fate. She just wanted to give her son the best life she could possible.