Love Devil

A story about a young woman, Camilla Jones, who struggles to overcome a disasterous marriage of bretrayal, heartache, pain, tears, sorrow, physical, emotional, and mental abuse. Does she find love in the arms of another man? Will her heart be mended, or is she doomed to remain married to the man she thought was her forever lover? Steven Middleton - Husband. An article clerk for an accounting firm. Marries Camilla after only 6 months of courtship. Steven's drinking gets out of control, his late nights, habitual. Betraying his wife with multiple plus affairs, including her best friend and her cousin. He is also abusive in every aspect. Bradford Hemmingway- Heir and CEO of Hemmingway International. Broken hearted by a woman that just days before a few days before his wedding when his fiancé ran off with his best friend. He vows never to fall in love again. Will fate have it that way? Will he be destined to live the life of a single person? Will he find his forever wife? Will the two worlds of love and hate collide? Will the essence of Love actually Prevail? All this and more as we delve into the lives of Camilla Jones, Steven Middleton, and Bradford Hemmingway in the ever romantic tale of Love Prevails.

Falling in love with him was completely unexpected. I only see him as my enemy and i don't expect anything else. There was definitely a moment when something quite magical happened and we both agree that it transformed our relationship.

"You know, red." He warned biting my lower lip. "I think we should try again with the spanking. I could make it more alluring. Make you love it." I felt my lower regions throb as his lips caressed my neck. His hands trailed down my body and found its way under my silky black nightdress. Tugging at the hem of my thong he then slipped in a finger and ran it up and down my hot wet slit ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both?

Vivian; a fearless werewolve queen embraced the task of ruling her people. She was mated to Micheal; the Alpha. Things turned sore when Micheal and Vivian couldn't get along during the couple's confinement. This led to the split of the Werewolve's pack. Twist comes to play when Vivian falls in love with her private guard; Daniel. Daniel couldn't love the queen but falls in love with Juliet, making their relationship a secret one. Daniel and the queen had different sexual escapade, making Daniel her sex toy. Find out what will happen when the queen finds out that Daniel and Juliet are in love. Micheal on the other hand discovers he is in love with the queen after the split of the pack. He then seeks to reunite the pack. How will Micheal reunite the pack and earn the love of the queen. Find out in this epic werewolve romance story.

Zehra is an agent. She needs to watch and investigate a teacher that killed half of their goons. But, what if she meets a man who will ruin her mission?

After her divorce and a series of toxic relationships, Margot Simmins ... not her real name ... was done. Free-spirited, and a hippie at heart, she never wanted to be attached to anyone or anything anymore, not even for a job. She works as a freelancer, and resorted to one-night-stands for a free, no strings attached, good lay, for one night only. No drama and life were good. And then she met Richard, who seemed reluctant to join in her fun, not having a clue that he was actually a very well-known reclusive billionaire that will change her life forever.

Stephanie, a girl who thought that Internet Love is imposible in this world full of lies, not until she met this guy in a social media app who will help her to believe in Internet Love.

In a relationship, Bella cannot be completely honest with her lover. Not sure that love will not change. That love can solve problems. That she can love and accept herself. Bella is in a relationship with the most popular student in school. But she lives a love life full of lies in front of her boyfriend.

Being orphaned in teenage, Noor is tied down in a sacred bond to her cousin Arman Mustafa Malik, a Mafia Leader. Arman finds his wife alluring but leaves his house just to keep his sanity intact, because at the end of the day she was still a little girl. Coming back after two years, he promises her hell, and returns back again to the states for his business. But this time when he comes back, he makes sure she knows her place, that is right under him, on his bed. --- Noor Haider Malik loathes Arman Mustafa Malik from the core of her heart for making her life a living hell, but on the other hand, Arman love's her in his own sadistic way. It was indeed only his love that was forever never-ending. _________________________

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.