Leaned

"Why do you want to be my bride so badly?" he questioned, his mesmerizing eyes locked Crystal's. Crystal shook her head, reminding herself of her goal. "To marry someone like you, an angel from heaven. Marrying you would be, no doubt, a blessing." She stammered, looking away. He leaned closer to her; his breath grazed her skin. "An angel?" he chuckled deviously. "Are you sure, I'm an angel?" Crystal Fei was a fiery woman with a thirst for revenge. For ten years, she has been looking for the culprit who caused her brother's death at all costs. Finally, when she was on the brink of hopelessness, a man reached out, promising her revenge on that person. But what game did fate play on Crystal when she was tasked to steal his heart in an undercover mission to avenge her brother? Will it still be a game of pretense when she looked into his eyes. The eyes that was so sharp and mysterious, his eyes that pierced her heart.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked. He leaned closer, his face calm but his eyes dark with an unsettling intensity. “To where you belong.” Her heart raced as his words sank in. “What does that even mean?” He straightened, his gaze flickering toward the window as the city lights blurred past. “It means we’re going ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 , Little Bird. 𝑂𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When an ordinary business student catches the eye of a charismatic, successful businessman visiting her college, she’s swept into a world she never imagined. Captivated by his charm and sophistication, she’s drawn deeper into a passionate connection with him, believing she’s found the romance of her dreams. But as strange events and shadows start to disturb her once-peaceful life, she begins to question if her perfect love story might be hiding darker secrets. Unbeknownst to her, someone else has been watching all along, harboring an obsession that could change her life forever. ---

“You don’t mean anything to me,” he spoke dangerously, the tips of his fingers curling in my hairs as he jerked my neck back. “A mere toy that I’ll use whenever I want,” a breathless whimper escaping my lips. “Leave me-“ “Or what?” His lips stretched into a wide grin. “Tear me with your tiny claws?” He backed me into the wall behind me and leaned in closer, his grey eyes pierced my soul. “Remember, Amara, you exist solely for my pleasure.” He pulled my hair harder and my flesh burned the moment he nuzzled his face into my shoulder. I bet he could hear my heart beat accelerating with passing breath. His other arm circling to wrap around my waist, my heart pounded when his strong sandalwood essence in-filtered my senses. “Rhys-” “Shh…and for your punishment, I want you to bend over the wall and lift you skirt.” ****

He pinned my hands above my head and leaned in, his husky whisper smiled beside my ear. “Your husband will never come back. You used him as an excuse to push me away. But now, I get it. You are playing hard to get, and I am more than pleased for a lovely chase. Eyes on the prize, love!” ... Helena’s world turned upside down with the rejection and betrayal of her husband, Alpha Zayden’s false accusations. After escaping that hell, she swore to hide her pregnancy and never look back in her painful past. Helena rebuilt her life as a successful jewelry designer, her four-year-old twins were the only asset of her life. Whereas Alpha Zayden was driven to the edge of insanity while searching for his wife, his soul consumed by regret. But would he be able to seek her forgiveness? What if Helena was courted by her boss, an influential lycan official? Would that worthy opponent steal his love for good?

His eyes softened so full of emotions, his hands on my waist holding me tighter, pulling me closer to him. "You're my forever." He whispered. A smile reached my lips as I wrapped my hands around his neck, "forever is a long time, Hudson." He only leaned down kissing my lips, softly. Only for a second, then he laid a kiss on my nose, then my cheeks, my temple, on top of my head. He pulled me against his chest his lips brushing against my ears. "I sure damn hope so." ꧁𒊹︎꧂ Independent Olivia Keith, a free Spirit. Full of confidence. With a surprising sense of humor. College graduate. Just now having a kick start on her career working in one of the richest car companies in the New York. Alexander Hudson young CEO by day, notorious playboy by night. Vowed to never fall in love again due to his past relationship hardships. She was stubborn, and he was persistent.

"So, you were dating a monkey?" She teased, raising an eyebrow at Justin. He frowned at first but then burst into laughter. "Come closer," he said, motioning her toward him. She leaned in, bringing her ears close to his red lips. "I want to tell you a secret," he whispered, his voice low and teasing. "I don't actually like any of my girlfriends. I just date them for free p***y," he confessed with a mischievous grin. She couldn't help but burst into lauughter. "You're such a pervert," She said, still giggling. ~~ Ivy and Justin have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But Ivy has always wanted more-she's always wished Justin could see her as more than just a best friend. What will happen between these two? And will things take a turn for the better if Justin's brother, Trevor, steps in to play matchmaker? Or rather..... wanted her too!! Read on to find out!

Excerpt. “Reject me and let me go! Staying here with me is only going to hurt you more!” Avery growled, her voice quivering gazing at the man in front of her. “You are the only one allowed to hurt me. I see no reason why I have to leave,” he grinned slyly. Avery's eyes were filled with tears, the love she had for him soared when he leaned forward and pressed his lips on hers. *** Avery's eighteenth birthday was supposed to be a celebration of her transition into adulthood, just like every other she-wolf. But her dreams were shattered when she discovered the shocking truth: her destined mate, chosen by the moon goddess herself, was none other than her sworn enemy. The one being she was bound to for life was the same one she had vowed to challenge. Avery's heart raced with a mix of anger, fear, and disbelief. Later on, she found herself protecting the same man from the danger lurking around her.

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan. According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf. Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one. Before he woke up, I escaped quietly. But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful! Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?! --- The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..." If the last Lycan was the Devil, I thought I might want to go to hell. --- When I rescued the last Lycan from his cage, I never thought that one day, I would be put into a cage by him.

“Kiss me, Summer.” I widened my eyes as his lips brushed mine, igniting a fire that threatened to consume me. ‘Had’ he gone crazy? This was all a… stunt. A ruse to make my ex back off. “W-Why?” “Because Alessandro is here,” he leaned closer, his eyes locked on mine while he breathed his words on my face. “And I want him to see that you’re mine… All mine.” * Being the ‘unwanted spinster’ for three years after an awful incident, Summer Foster is being used as a pawn in politics and family feud. When the mafia heir, and fiancé-to-be cheated on her with her cousin, Summer hatched a plan— propose a fake marriage with her childhood rival and business competitor, Maximilian Brampton. What started as a stunt, grew into something uncontrollable and passionate. But— family wars, business disputes, and old secrets are resurfaced. Loyalty and passion are intertwined. Even the incident from three years ago threatened to disrupt everything perfect.

Ever since I started at the Brooklyn Enquirer as a journalist, I've been reporting on stories nobody cares about. But the other day, I found a story that I was sure the audience would sink their teeth into. One that was front-page worthy and would make our newspaper infamous. Except it centers around a mafia boss and his bloodthirsty brothers.  It won't be easy to get it, but I'm determined to prove my worth. And it starts with Darick Dawson. My heart fluttered as we gazed into each other's eyes. At the same time, we leaned forward, and our lips touched. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he stroked his fingers through my hair, pulling at the roots softly, earning a moan from me. He traced his finger around my lips when suddenly, I opened my eyes and noticed the red in his irises getting darker. My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man is written by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author