Limestone Skin Tone

The last time I argued with my husband, he slammed the door on me and left. I was so upset that I died from a heart attack. Meanwhile, he took his lover and her son traveling to take his mind off things. The entire time, our daughter, who was just a child, was abandoned at home for seven days with my corpse. At last, when Eliott remembered me and my daughter, he returned home to see my corpse. Having fallen sick, my daughter was all skin and bones. When Eliott realized his mistake, he hugged our daughter tightly and broke down crying in front of my grave. My daughter pulled away from him and hid behind my gravestone. She hissed sharply at him, “Who do you think you are? Don't disturb Mommy’s rest!”

What a small world. As Elaine Johnson was checking in at the hotel front desk, she happened to bump into Jasper Carter's young mistress —a girl who looked like an innocent college student. She was dressed in a simple white cotton dress, pure and demure, with a shy, sweet smile. "Hello, here's your room key. You'll be staying in the executive suite on the top floor," the receptionist said. "Thank you, miss," the girl replied softly, taking the key. Just then, her phone rang. Elaine overheard her speaking bashfully to the person on the other end: "Mr. Carter, I... I'm already here. When will you be coming?" Her tone was soft, a little nervous, filled with affectionate anticipation. A moment later, Elaine heard her add, "Mhm, I'll wait for you. No rush. Please drive carefully, Mr. Carter." The girl's voice was so sweet and tender, it could have melted anyone's heart. Elaine could not help thinking that her husband had good taste — the girl was young and beautiful, gentle and thoughtful, the kind of woman any man would find hard to resist.

"NOOO...please......stop......this....." she screamed like a lunatic. She looked at him with her teary eyes "How.....could.....you......do......this......to.....me?I....I.....love....youuuu.....We.....loved.....each.....other.....then why??" she asked while bawling. "Dami...what.....are...you....doing....Is this some twisted prank?..... please stop" she pleaded. He laughed hysterically like an evil incarnate. He yanked her hair.....and said "You are a fucking whore and I will never let anyone like you be my wife... I had all my fun with you baby-girl. That's all it is." he whispered the last part only for her to hear and winked with a wicked smile. She pulled his collar and yelled "I am not a whore Damon. You know....I don't know what made you think all that.....but you are wrong Dami.....mark my words..... you will regret this." she snapped at him. He pushed her like trash in front of everyone and left her alone. But after five years she came back like a tornado to shatter his life to make him repent of his brutality. Shefali D'Souza an eighteen-year-old girl, a pure soul who was very ambitious, an epitome of beauty, her sassy attitude and her dimpled smile could make anyone crazy for her. Damon Knight the sole heir to a influential-powerful family and business Empire. For the world, he was a renowned boxer, a businessman and the most eligible bachelor. But in reality, he was a true devil in human skin, a sadistic playboy, who destroyed an innocent soul. Her sassy attitude and mesmerizing beauty captured his heart. His piqued interest soon turned into obsession and without even him realizing it, he fell in love. A love that destroyed a lot of lives.

🔞 WARNING: STRICTLY RATED 18!!!🔞 Lorenzo pulled my hair back as I moaned aloud, the harmonic sound of my moan and the sound of our skin slapping reverberating through the room. He pounded into me roughly, his cock thrusting in and out, sending waves of pleasurable pain across my arched back. I quivered under his electrifying touch, my heart racing in my ribcage. Skin on skin, flash against flesh, I felt an uncontrollable desire as my soul stirred. I bit down a moan, a curse escaping my throat as he spanked my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, stars spinning around me. "Fuck, Lavender!" He whispered in satisfaction as he pumped his load into me, pulling his inches out. ~ An Angel and The Devil. Beauty and The Beast. A Damsel In Distress With No Prince Charming. That was where it began, a passionate one night stand that tangled their destinies. She is ready to serve him and be his ride or die, for no reason but to carry out the assignment entrusted to her to destroy him. But what happens when the lines between lust and duty starts to fade?

Ellen Laura a returnee translator who is proficient in many foreign languages, traveled to the nationalist period due to a car accident and became Ellen Laura, a country gentleman. Ellen Laura has a good family background, beautiful skin, and a handsome, young, and promising young marshal fiance Elmer Robert. It's just that Ellen Laura was born in a declining old-fashioned family, so he was just conservative and ignorant. His fiance despised her from the bottom of his heart, and outside Elmer Robert he sneered at her, despised her feudal thinking, had never seen the world and would not marry her even if she was pregnant. Ellen Laura's fiance's secretary also mocked her with a dubious accent in a foreign language. "Miss.Ellen, have you ever been to the cinema?" - Excuse me?You city folks really know how to play. "

"Dario, someone might see us," She tried to pull away, with a hint of nervousness in her voice as she whispered. But Dario wasn't deterred. He reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, with his fingers lingering on her cheek, and his thumb tracing the outline of her lips. Ivy's heart began to race as she tried to back away. "You're looking sexy this morning," he said, his voice low and husky. "And that dress...you're driving me wild." Ivy's heartbeat quickened at his words, her body responding to his touch. She couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. She could feel the breath on her skin as he leaned in closer, with his lips inches from hers, she knew she was lost. "I want you, Ivy," he whispered. Ivy closed her eyes, unable to resist the pull of his gaze. He pressed his soft lips to hers, and she felt a wave of desire wash over her. As their kiss deepened, she knew that there was no turning back. One night in a club changed everything for a billionaire CEO and his secretary. A passionate and romantic night together led to an unexpected twist when they both discovered she's his new secretary and he's her boss. Can they navigate the lines of power and passion, or will their forbidden love be doomed from the start?

"Captain! There's a couple burned and fused together!" I sprinted inside. There was Axel Cheatum, my husband, clinging to some woman. Their bodies had fused from the heat. Axel was sobbing, begging, "Save my wife first, please!" His wedding ring flashed on his finger. "It's my fault," he cried. "We drank too much... didn't even notice the fire." "It's not your fault, honey," the woman whispered. "We hadn't seen each other in so long... we couldn't help it." Axel clawed at his scorched skin, trying to free her. That's when I saw her swollen belly. And Axel, throwing everything away for her. In the end, I lost my baby.

For ages, the harmless, resting form and grave of five sisters—a beautiful, tidy house has stayed silent, and undisturbed. Suddenly, this house is broken into by outlaws. There are set out conditions for humans to reside within this house, but unaware of the consequences if the rules are broken, and the powers that reside within the house, these outlaws cause further damage, thereby awakening the sleeping powers within the house. These powers, hungry, itchy, and thirsty, feast on these men and regain their strength. As they release themselves, and find their way out into the world, their new assignment becomes finding, stalking, and hunting those who buried them in here, locked them inside the house, and eventually turned them into the house, and their tone to man is one man deems unfair.

Despite my parents' objections, I stay by Julian Grant's side for ten years. He goes from having nothing to building his own empire. The moment it's time to fulfill our ten-year promise, I proudly tell my parents I'm going to marry him. But then, he gives the vice president position meant for me to another woman. I confront him only to overhear a woman's hesitant voice behind the door. "Mr. Grant... you gave me the VP role, but what about Ms. Jones? Aren't you two getting married?" Julian's tone is cold and sharp, though his face is calm and unaffected. "Noelle's been with me for ten years. Who else would even want her? Relax—she won't dare make a scene." The words hit me like a slap to the face. Without another word, I turn and make a call to my arranged marriage contact. "Are you free?" I ask. "Let's get married."

Vampire Selina, after avenging her brother's murder, slept for five hundred years, after which she was forced to wake up by a strange scent. Just woke up from a long sleep, she was forced to sign a blood contract by a human girl - Oralie Langley. Oralie promises that after Selina helps her get revenge, she will forcefully break the contract, volunteering to turn to ashes and set Selina free. Selina is convinced, reluctantly along with this lowly human to go through the conspiracies and engage in danger. Oralie - A human girl who is warm, gentle, and sincere, like a little sun. And a vampire as hungry for warmth as Selina fell in love with that girl. But this little sun, not as bright as it seems… After all, who is Oralie? What is her true identity? And her true purpose, is it as simple as she says it is? Stripping away this beautiful skin, what does Oralie have left? Is it a corrupt conspiracy, or a dirty truth?