Lindsey Sterling Nude

A random transmigrator, Rosanna Lacewin, finally gets fed up after living as me, Roxanne Lovelace, for five years. She then ups and leaves this world with her system, leaving behind my extremely spoiled son, Theo Sterling, and my unusually cold husband, Austin Sterling. Before I can even process my thoughts, I suddenly see a barrage of comments flashing before my eyes. "What kind of a disastrous start to a story is this? This is the first time I've ever seen such a stupid transmigrator! She arrived five years earlier, made a huge mess, and now, the original owner has to clean up the mess she left behind!" "That's right. All she had to do was just correct Theo's ways, warm up to Austin, and stop her family from bothering the actual main characters of the story. But she did none of that and only spent all her time enjoying herself and avoiding death!" "Theo's all spoiled now, and Austin is very distant from her. I'm feeling so annoyed just by looking at this family. I wish they'd just die." So, as it turns out, I'm just the cannon fodder in this story plot who dies young, and both my husband and my son will be the main antagonists later on.

Zara Thomas is 23, broke, exhausted, and desperate. A waitress clinging to dead-end shifts and shattered dreams, her world collapses further when her mother is diagnosed with cancer.and the bills are more than she could ever afford. Out of options, out of time, and out of hope, Zara does the unthinkable: she sells one night of herself for money. She walks into a luxury hotel suite expecting shame. she meets Alexander Sterling a dangerously magnetic billionaire who strips her down with his eyes and undoes her with a single touch. One night. No names. No emotions. Just survival. Until fate twists cruelly. A week later, she lands a dream job… as his personal secretary. He’s cold, commanding, and acts like she’s invisible. But his gaze lingers. His touch remembers. And so does hers. What begins as tension spirals into a relationship laced with passion, pain, and everything neither of them expected. But just as Zara starts to believe in something more, a ghost from his past returns, lines blur between duty, desire, and something deeper, past secrets begin to surface, and one devastating truth could change everything. Will love be enough to rebuild the empire they lost or will the weight of their past destroy everything they almost had?

– Sra. Sterling, a senhora tem certeza de que está pronta para encerrar este casamento de vinte anos e abrir mão da custódia? – Sim. Dê entrada. Acabou. – Respondi calmamente ao telefone enquanto esfregava uma mancha teimosa de gordura na ilha de granito. Durante vinte anos, eu dediquei tudo de mim a essa família. Administrei a casa, cuidei da educação das crianças e permaneci ao lado do meu marido, apoiando sua ascensão no sindicato sem jamais reclamar. Mas meu marido, Alexander, levou sua jovem irmã adotiva, Chloe, para a entrevista, dizendo: – O sucesso que tenho hoje é todo graças à minha irmã adotiva. Até meus próprios filhos passaram a me menosprezar, chamando-me de dona de casa comum e grosseira. Eles formaram uma aliança com a "tia" sempre presente – a mulher que achava ser a verdadeira senhora da casa. Assinei os papéis do divórcio e fui embora, deixando que eles se tornassem a "família perfeita" que tanto sonhavam. Mas foi então que a família entrou em pânico…

Derrick Caldwell once promised me that on the night of our pack's founding feast, he would announce that we'd been married for eight years. However, on the big day, his childhood friend, Lilith Sterling, takes my place. She sits beside him—the spot reserved for his Luna. The warriors say, "We heard you have a mate with whom you've been married for eight years, Alpha. Is this her?" Derrick smiles without denying it. He silently allows their assumption to stand. I want him to explain this to me, but he merely says, "You may have helped me become the Alpha, but your lowly birth is nothing compared to Lilith's noble status. As my mate, you need to be more tolerant." I don't argue with him. Instead, I turn and leave the pack he and I built together. Later, I start my own pack and turn it into the largest one in the federation. Derrick stands among the crowd during a ceremony where the Alpha King confers a medal of honor to me. He proudly tells anyone who will listen that I'm his wife. I act like I don't see him, and his eyes turn red with desperation.

I had been Silas Sterling's mate for seven years. We decided to get tattoos of each other's names. This was a Binding Tattoo that represented eternal love in the Moonstone Wolf pack. It had the power to bind mates eternally. When I got the tattoo, I realized the malicious words 'Public Male Amenity' had been tattooed on my chest. It chilled me to the bone. My adopted sister, Greta Pound, was the one who tattooed me. She covered her mouth as she laughed. "Don't you always enjoy attracting the attention of all the male werewolves by dressing so skimpily in the pack, Freya? I'm just helping you to publicize this." Greta was a female werewolf I had saved. Why was she treating me this way when I treated her like my sister? I grabbed her hair angrily, but Silas pushed me violently to the side as he pulled Greta protectively into his arms. He frowned as he berated me unhappily, "Greta was just joking with you. Why are you so mad about it?" I stared at his bare chest where my name should be tattooed. However, the name 'Greta' was there instead. She looked up at me from Silas' arms and smiled innocently yet tauntingly at me. "Silas said our names rhymed, Freya, so I played a joke by tattooing my name on him. You aren't mad about this, are you?"

Meu companheiro prometido, August Sterling, se apaixonou pela minha irmã, Anna Morgart. No entanto, era para eu ser a companheira destinada dele. Mesmo assim, ele não sentia nada por mim. Repetidas vezes, adiava o nosso ritual de acasalamento. Por causa desses adiamentos, o vínculo de companheiros destruía o meu corpo com uma agonia insuportável. Ainda assim, August virava as costas para mim. Seus olhos só se fixavam no menor corte na mão de Anna. Na nonagésima nona cerimônia marcada, August me abandonou de novo por causa dela. Ele apenas disse: — Anna está de mau humor hoje. Preciso levá-la ao parque de diversões para animá-la. O ritual pode esperar até a semana que vem. Enquanto August ia embora, eu cerrei os dentes e forcei meu corpo a conter o caos que fervia dentro de mim. August ainda tinha uma última chance. A Deusa da Lua prometeu que, se pela centésima vez August decidisse adiar a cerimônia, eu receberia o direito de escolher romper o vínculo de companheiros.

On the eve of my wedding, my parents returned from abroad, and my fiancée, Seraphina Vale, went into the kitchen to host them, preparing her specialty—passion fruit tea—for everyone. My parents, Edward and Eleanor Blackwood, and I had barely taken our first sip when the bodyguard, Alaric Sterling, standing beside her, burst into laughter. “You really are a family,” he said. “All of you drinking toad eggs as if they were passion fruit, savoring every mouthful.” Nausea rose instantly, and my parents and I retched uncontrollably, after which I swung my fist and went straight for him. But Seraphina shoved me away. “You were the one who called Alaric a toad before,” she said. “I was just helping him get even.” Alaric looked at me smugly. “Aren’t your parents biologists?” he said. “You should be thanking me for the hands-on experiment.” I lifted the scalding soup and splashed it at Alaric. Seraphina screamed as she ordered the other bodyguards to break my hand. “You insulted Alaric first,” she said. “That’s why he retaliated. What right do you have to lay a hand on him? “If anything happens to Alaric, you won’t get away with it.” I watched Seraphina hurriedly escort Alaric away, her face tight with concern. I turned to my parents. “Can you ask her if she’s still willing to marry me?”

"Love can't be worth all this pain." Avery Sterling's heart was claimed by the captivating Logan Grey, a promising medic alpha in training the moment she saw him. But as Avery's love for him blossomed, she soon realized that her affections were one-sided. While she yearned for him, he pursued her seemingly flawless twin sister, leaving Avery to watch from the sidelines as her sister basked in his adoration. Years later, Avery returns home after being gone for too long to a shocking revelation—her parents have arranged for her to marry Logan. While this should have been good news, the man she once admired is now a stranger, his heart hardened and his demeanor cold. Avery soon learns that Logan's marriage proposal was merely a means to be closer to the sister who broke his heart. Despite Logan's cruelty and indifference, Avery resolves to win his love, determined to prove her worth and surpass her sister in his eyes. Yet just as she believes she's succeeded, her world is shattered by her sister's return, threatening to undo all Avery's efforts. Will Avery forever remain second best in Logan's eyes, forever overshadowed by her sister's memory? Or will she defy the odds and claim the love she's fought so hard for? Dive into this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption to uncover the truth that lies within Avery's heart.

I did everything against my beliefs in marriage. The day our worlds collided, I hated his guts. If you think a man who is striking—so damn good-looking, shallow, narcissistic, and extremely rich like Mykel Creed will ask the love of his life to marry him? You’re wrong. It was me who asked—a complete stranger, a hardworking independent woman who took a different path from the family business. Yet, right now, I’m marrying him for my inheritance. I blame myself for my self-defeating action. It doesn’t take long for me to realize my biggest mistake is marrying the right man for the wrong reason until my actions speak the loudest, and my heart starts to get a mind of its own. *** Not so long ago, my only priority was making billions with a little bit of fun along the way. Yet it only took Adley Kross a minute to make me agree to marry her—the woman who called me names. If you think I will laugh in her face, call her nuts, and show her the way out? You’re wrong. Well, I owed her, and now she comes to collect it, but that’s not the point—she had me at the first sway of her ass. I blame myself for being drawn to those sterling eyes and her gorgeous curves. But being with her seems to matter more than my money and being bound to her stupid terms.

„Ihre Ehe ist ein Souvenir für fünfzig Dollar, Frau Vance. Und Ihr Mann ist bereits mit einer anderen Frau verheiratet.“ In einem einzigen Augenblick im Einwanderungsamt zerbrach mein Leben an der Seite von NHL-Superstar Liam Sterling in tausend Stücke. Unsere geheime Hochzeit in Las Vegas war ein Betrug, und Liam war bereits rechtmäßig mit seiner „Managerin“ Sophia verheiratet. Doch damit war die Grausamkeit noch nicht vorbei. Liam erwartete von mir, ein „Waisenkind eines Kriegshelden“ zu adoptieren – ein Kind, das in Wahrheit sein und Sophias geheimer Sohn war. Er wollte keine Ehefrau. Er wollte eine erstklassige Ärztin, die seine Karriere rettete, und ein kostenloses Kindermädchen, das das Kind seiner wahren Frau großzog. Liam beging einen fatalen Fehler: Er vergaß, dass ich die Einzige bin, die ihn auf dem Eis halten kann. Ich unterschrieb einen Rekordvertrag bei den Titans – seinem erbittertsten Rivalen. Jetzt, während Liams Knie in den Play-offs zertrümmert wird, sitze ich auf der gegnerischen Bank und heile den einzigen Mann, der ihn vernichten kann. Er wollte ein Kindermädchen? Dann bekommte er seinen schlimmsten Albtraum.