Kitty Talking

When Izzy finds out her fiance and long-time boyfriend is cheating on her. She dumped him and went to a nearby bar to get wasted. Crazy fate when she stumbles on Fabian -the dangerous billionaire who is having a hard time and a bad day like her. Izzy wasn't aware of who Fabian was! As they say, broken people meet together to help each other to mend what is broken. As the night passes by, they finally find each other talking comfortably and enjoying themselves. When fate decides to play with you, it's more dangerous than marrying a dangerous man. In order to live perfectly and fit in the society that hates her, Izzy agrees to the marriage contract he offers. The contract will just last for two years or depends if they still need to add another year. She needs someone who will stand by her side now that her heart is crippled. Before the contract was terminated, someone from his past came to take him back at all costs. Unfortunately, they were already entangled with the contract unknowingly. Will they tear up the contract to fight the inevitable together or will they take matters into their own hands to make it happen for real? What measure will his past and his family take to tear them apart? Can she become the billionaire woman she dreams of? What inevitable instance will Cupid do for them?

He immediately entered and then he said “Goblin is this like a hobby of yours or something” I looked at him as he spoke, I observed his perfectly shaped jaw line, his body was well built with each ab standing upright like strands of hair. His lips was well shaped with his eyes placed in positions you could loose yourself in, he was still talking and I didn’t pay any attention as I admired this well built creature. “I am talking to you Goblin, are you deaf or something? This obsession you have with me is getting out of hand, that you now peep at the window everyday trying to know if I’m getting it with another girl?” he smirked At that point my ability to speak was restored “Who gave you right to enter my room?” “Who said it was okay for you to crawl into my window?” “And who told you you’re so important that I’d waste my time spying on you?” “Get out of my room!” “Get out now” Although I did not want him to leave I had to send him out. Davis smiled and then he started coming close to me I tried moving back then he grabbed me and he said “You are not even my type Goblin” and then crawled out ************************************************************* Charity has lived her trying entire life being the perfect daughter, with the good girl attitude she tries to attain a benefiting future for herself. This however is until she gets into college,she then gets involved with Davis in a sexual relationship. although Davis has no feelings for charity, she keeps her hopes up and pushes through with her desires. Will Davis end up falling in love with Charity? or Will Charity destroy her perfectly planned

Ambrose Miller forgets about me after an accident. He mistakes the perpetrator for me. He calls me a maid and forces our daughter to call the perpetrator "Mom". The doctor tells me it'll be beneficial for his recovery to go along with him. Later, I overhear him laughing while talking to someone. "I never would've expected to run into Maryanne again. Pretending to be an amnesiac is just a way to make up for lost time. I'll use a month to make up for the five years we've been without each other. I'll die without regrets." I look down at my maid uniform as tears stream silently down my face. I choose to leave so he and his true love can be together. However, Ambrose loses his mind that night and tearfully begs me to return.

"Do you do this to all your captives or am I just lucky?" She asked as I traced her bottom lip with the tip of my finger. I clenched my jaw, feeling both anger and amusement. "Keep talking like that, and you'll find out, Elena." "Is that supposed to scare me?" She shot back. Her voice wasn’t audible, but it was filled with a strength that defied her position. --- Elena’s brother betrays her, drugging and binding her before handing her over to the feared mafia lord, Dante Moretti. Expected to be weak, Elena surprises Dante with her fierce defiance. Dante, hardened by the brutal murder of his fiancée and child, is drawn to Elena’s fire. As she struggles to survive in his dangerous world, a twisted connection forms between them. Trapped in Dante’s grip, Elena must choose: submit or fight back. Can she survive him, or will he break her?

I'm seven months along with my second pregnancy when a truck almost hits me. My husband threatens the doctor like a maniac. "I'll make all of you retire prematurely if anything goes wrong with my wife!" Before I enter the operating theater, I can't help thinking he's being too anxious. The truck merely brushed past me and made me fall. He doesn't need to be so panicked. However, when I open my eyes again, I find that my belly is flat. I crawl out of bed in a panic and head to the door, where I overhear Lucian Jacobe talking to the doctor. "Mrs. Jacobe wasn't in a major accident, sir. The child could've been saved. Why did you insist on aborting it? It was a baby boy, too." "Jenny will cry if she finds out about me having children with another woman. How can I bear to see her upset? It's not my first time doing something like this, anyway."

On the day of Lucas' engagement, he managed to get a few lackeys to keep me occupied, and by the time I stepped out the police station, done with questioning, it was already dark outside. Arriving home, I stood there on the doorstep and eavesdropped on Lucas and his friends talking about me. "I was afraid she'd cause trouble, so I got her to spend the whole day at the police station. I made sure that everything would be set in stone by the time she got out." Shaking my head with a bitter laugh, I blocked all of Lucas' contacts and went overseas without any hesitation. That night, Lucas lost all his composure, kicking over a table and smashing a bottle of liquor, sending glass shards flying all over the floor. "She's just throwing a tantrum because she's jealous… She'll come back once she gets over it…" What he didn't realize, then, was that this wasn't just a fit of anger or a petty tantrum. This time, I truly didn't want him anymore.

“Strip naked and get in the bed." Liam said to the pretty lady. “But I am your best friend's girlfriend." Was her reply, where she stood. “So what are you doing in my hotel room?" Liam raised a brow. “I..I just can't help myself. I can't seem to get you off my head. I love my boyfriend, your best friend Felix but I want to see for myself what everyone is talking about. I want to experience what is making all the ladies seem to go crazy over you," she said shamelessly.... Four years in a row he has been voted as the most handsome man in the world! His father is the richest man in the world! Liam has his name in every girl's lips. They all sing of his praises. He performs like a god in bed and he has a massive third leg like that of a horse! Each night Liam always has a beautiful lady to warm his bed. He doesn't even care to know most of their names; all he is interested in is the treasure in-between their legs. Spoilt, arrogant, naughty and selfish, not even his best friend's girlfriend is spared from his sinful attraction. She too wants a taste of his legendary third leg! . What happens when Amelia, a pretty hotel cleaner, would catch his attention but instead of getting kissed he got slapped! Does she know the implications of what she has done? Can a lowly girl withstand the anger of an arrogant, naughty billionaire? Will their fiction spark an unexpected romance between these two? Find out in this thrilling adventure.

Mary can see beings from the other side where most people don't. Her ability causes her to have a hard time growing up. She always thought that it was a gift to see the paranormal entities around us. But it turns out to be a curse since she can't live a normal life. Her only mistake is that she started talking to that spirit and even gave him a name. She called the ghost, Angel. The reason for that name is because he always keeps her safe. He always makes sure that there will be nobody who can hurt her. Until she saw his real face… Then, she will meet another interesting man, Gregory, who happens to be a vampire. He will save her from the hands of the angel of death who is pretending to be her friend. Gregory has to save her from Angel because she will make a perfect wife for a lonely vampire. Will Mary agree to the vampire's marriage proposal? Or will she choose to go back to the land of the living?

On the night of our anniversary, I had prepared a new set of lingerie for my Mafia husband Joey, but he had prepared divorce papers for me instead. A Cuban cigar was clamped between his teeth, a look of pure entitlement on his face. "Adriana, we need to divorce. Vivian's father is a capo. If I marry her, my future's set." "Look, sweetheart, you're just a broken family's leftover daughter. You should be grateful I kept you around this long." "Once I have the family ring, maybe I'll throw you a few scraps, let you be my little side piece." Everyone expected the daughter of a fallen family to step aside for his ambition, to be the loyal dog I'd been for the past seven years. But that night, I made a deal with the devil. I accepted a match arranged by my family and married the true king of New York's underworld. I vanished from Joey's world completely. Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?

I was on the verge of unbuckling his belt when he pulled away so forcefully I stumbled forward, disoriented by the sudden loss of contact. My core throbbed, my nipples could cut diamonds, and my skin was so sensitive even the brush of air caused me to tremble. But when the fog of sensation dissipated, I realized Alex was glaring at me. “Fuck.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, his scowl fierce enough to make grown men quake. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Alex—” “No. What the hell were you thinking?” he bit out. “Did you think we would fuck in the kitchen while your friends are in the other room?” Heat scorched my cheeks. “If this is about Josh—” “It’s not about Josh.” Alex pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled a slow, controlled breath. “Not entirely.” “Then what is it?” He wanted me. I knew he did; I felt it, and I’m not just talking about the massive bulge straining his pants. Yes, Josh would attempt to murder us both if he found out what happened, but he couldn’t stay mad at us forever. Besides, he didn’t return to D.C. until Christmas. We had time. “It’s me. And you. Together. It won’t work.” Alex’s glare intensified. “Whatever fantasies you have of us swirling in that pretty head of yours, kill them. That kiss was a one-time mistake. It’ll never happen again.”