Las Lágrimas De Ella Son Su Debilidad

“Oh come on, I know you're jealous that I kissed her.” “Respect your mom.” My breathing doubled. I should've resisted and ran away, but I did no such thing, I stayed. His hands began to explore my back as I tried to fight. “But do you respect her? Because if you did, you wouldn't have such naughty thoughts about your best friend's son, not like he minds it though.” He could see right through me, and it made me panic. “Shut your mouth! Like you said, you're a little twenty two years old, so why should I be attracted to you?” “But you are.” “I'm not, let go of me!” I flung his hands off my body, but I still couldn't move, much to my dismay. “I thought so. Let's just stop this.” His smirk was unmistakable. “Stop what?” I was so hot, I wanted him to touch me. “Let's give each other what we want, how about that, Aunt Candice?” …… Barely days after my best friend's famous hockey player son started living with me, he successfully dragged me to his bed. I should be ashamed, but he's too hot to resist. Will my best friend find out?

Azar Khaled, 29 ans, est l’attaquant-star de l’Olympique de Marseille. Icône du football français, capitaine adulé et machine à buts, il incarne la ville sur les terrains du Vélodrome comme dans les campagnes de pub de luxe. Il est beau, riche, puissant. Entouré de gardes du corps, de sponsors et de femmes sublimes, il vit dans une villa ultramoderne sur les hauteurs, loin du bruit, loin du réel. Mais Azar s’ennuie. Derrière les flashs et les trophées, il étouffe. Tout le monde l’admire, mais plus personne ne l’atteint. Jusqu’à elle. Leyna Dias, 20 ans, vit à l’opposé de ce monde. Une cité bétonnée du 13e arrondissement. Une mère malade, deux petits frères à charge. Serveuse dans un bar à chicha, elle enchaîne les petits boulots pour survivre. Elle rêve en cachette d’un autre avenir mais elle a appris à ne rien attendre. Surtout pas d’un homme comme lui. Ils n’auraient jamais dû se croiser. Mais une nuit, Leyna est engagée comme hôtesse lors d’une soirée privée organisée pour les partenaires de l’OM, dans une villa de luxe sur la Corniche. Robe louée. Badge provisoire. Interdiction de parler aux invités. Elle le voit. Et lui, il la repère immédiatement. Pas pour son physique il a vu défiler toutes les formes de beauté. Mais pour ce qu’elle refuse de donner. Son regard, calme et fiévreux. Sa façon d’être là sans chercher à séduire. Elle ne joue pas. Elle ne ment pas. Il ne sait pas pourquoi, mais il la veut.

I gave birth to our son, the heir of the pack. And this is what I received? False accusations, betrayal, and exile. The cruelest part was being told I could never touch my own son. All because my sister came back and spun a web, accusing me of orchestrating her disappearance three years ago just to claim the Luna title. Alpha Ulysses, you humiliated me, cursed me, told me I was unfit to be a mother, and forced me out of our pack while you, my sister, and my son became a new family. And now six years later, you call for a hypnotist, not knowing that it is me standing before you. You regret what you did. You want me back. But tell me, Ulysses, where were you when I gave birth to our son? Where were you when I was cast out, heartbroken and alone? And these six years I spent surviving, growing, rebuilding, where were you through all of it?

After being kidnapped by and forced to marry the man who raided and massacred her whole pack, Denae Lark found that her misfortune didn't end there... For she was cruelly mated to his son; Zaid Dragun. In a pack ruled by an alpha who treated his wives like chattels; mere possessions, she was to only stay true to him, but she found herself risking her life to meet up with his son. The temptation was like fire burning away at Denae's skin and she easily gave in, falling in love with the boy unconditionally... Her only downfall was that despite the matebond that pulled insistently at his heart strings, this boy did not love her back...she was nothing but a convenient whore to him...as well as his father's favorite wife.

Après un passé douloureux juste où les choses commencent à se mettre en place , où tout semble aller pour le mieu pour Laurie le destin s'acharne encore . L'expression se retrouver au mauvais endroit au mauvais moment elle en avait fait les frais. Entre surnaturelle ,amour, mensonge, complot et pouvoir allait-elle s'en sortir ? Pourrait-elle voir la lumière au bout du tunnel?

Title: Married To An Old Billionaire, In Love With His Son. Eve has no choice but to give up her own dreams due to her father's illness and the expensive operational costs. So she married an old billionaire who is old enough to be her grandfather. Despite the sexual harassment she faces on a regular basis, the humiliation she receives from the old man's son, Liam is another source of pain for Eve. Then, Eve's only thought is to make as much money as she can and get away from the family. Nevertheless, as Liam works with Eve, he gradually falls in love with the girl he used to loathe. What will he do about his hidden feelings for his stepmother?

She knows that she should pull away, Heather cannot. She feels herself once again drawing closer to Casey without conscious thought. She can feel his breath on her cheek and the smell of his aftershave. Casey completely consumes her. This time there is nothing to break their connection or disrupt the moment. ***Heather is a woman looking to avenge her mother’s death, and it just so happens that she believes the Sullivans who happen to be the richest most powerful family in Boston are responsible. In her hunt for justice, Heather finds herself drawn to the eldest son. Casey. Coming from two different worlds, each with a troubled past. Can she love the son of the man who murdered her mother?***“I don’t know what else to do. With everything that has happened, I’m just feeling lost. I don’t think I know Casey as well as I think I do.” Heather says regretfully.***The Billionaire’s Heir: Loving the Son of a Murderer by Roxanne Greyson, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

After getting pregnant due to a drunken mistake, Yuki Takahashi decides to hide her son away from the devil in a business suit himself, Garrett Kingston. Ginawa niya ang lahat para lang mapalaki nang maayos ang anak at hindi ito maghanap ng ama. Pero sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay muling pagtatagpuin ang mga landas nila. And Yuki finds herself falling for the same ma who wrecked her before.

Je m'appelle Kyra toto. Je vis à Paris j'ai 27 ans. Après avoir eu mes diplômes en communication j'ai décidé de rentrer à Abidjan pour apporter un plus à mon pays. Si on me réveillais il y'a peu pour me dire ce que j'ai vécu j'y n'y croirais pas. L'amour vrai ça existe. Je vais vous raconter mon histoire intitulé "coup de foudre".

It was a full moon, and my mate, Alpha Ethan, bailed on our son's coming-of-age ceremony rehearsal. All because his Omega mistress, Scarlett, was in heat. Then, during the actual ceremony, our son Caleb was ambushed by a rival pack. By the time I heard the news, Caleb had been shot. He was dead, lying in a pool of his own blood. I knelt beside him, completely breaking down, when Ethan's voice, faking an apology, came through the mind link: "Sorry, Scarlett needs me. I'm sure Caleb can handle things. Just make sure Caleb gets some rest early, don't let him run around and mess up tomorrow's celebration." I looked at my son's broken body, my voice trembling, "He won't be running anywhere anymore." "Good," Ethan said, sounding pleased. "Scarlett's bloodline is purer. She's better suited to give the Stone Pack strong heirs. You should understand." I cut the link. After I committed my son's body to the flames, I found the secret ritual to break a mate bond and contacted a wolf I hadn't spoken to in a long, long time: "The protection wards on Stone Pack territory are down. You can make your move."