Lucy Torres Clepto

They took everything from me before I was old enough to remember: my name, my family, my life. Raised as the Ashfords’ scapegoat daughter, blamed, beaten, humiliated while my perfect sister shone, I thought I was worthless. Until a masked stranger broke into my father’s study and called me by a name I had forgotten: Celeste. Vincent Torres is everything the Ashfords pretend to be: powerful, untouchable. He says my life with them is a lie. That I was never meant to be theirs. That he can help me take back my name, my inheritance, my future. All I have to do is marry him. A contract. Nothing more. I’ll become the wife my sister always wanted to be. I’ll infiltrate the world that should have been mine. And together, we’ll destroy the family that destroyed me. But somewhere between the contract and the vows, between the lies and the truth, I forgot the most important rule: Never fall for your weapon. Especially when he might be just as broken as I am.

Rafaella's life started to be disrupted by a stalker, and when she visited her ex-husband, the mafia was chasing her, and her life was at stake. Someone wants her dead! Alexus Latimer, CEO of Latimer Textiles Corporation, was shocked to learn about the twins. But as he went after her for confrontation, an accident caused her to lose her memory and become amnesic. He looked after her and got to know Joshua and Lucy, the twins. Rafaella accepted his claims that they were wed when he said they were. He was the perfect loving husband a woman could wish for. Then, he learned that Rafaella was in danger of dying and that she was a CIA agent before she confronted him about the fictitious divorce. He strives to keep her safe while learning the plot that led to his divorce from his wife, whom he had married through proxy.

When 25-year-old Elena Torres loses her parents in a tragic accident, she believes her world has already crumbled. But a shocking revelation turns her grief into something far more dangerous: her father’s debts have sold her into marriage with Nicholas De Luca, the city’s most feared Mafia boss. To Nicholas, Elena is payment for a debt owed. To Elena, he’s a cold and calculating captor. Yet beneath the fear and defiance lies a strange connection neither of them can deny. As their lives intertwine, Elena begins to uncover secrets about her father’s death and Nicholas’s role in her family’s downfall. But Nicholas is not the only threat lurking in the shadows. Rivals, betrayal, and deadly power plays soon make Elena a pawn in a much larger game. As the truth unfolds, Elena is faced with an impossible choice to fight for freedom or risk everything she believed in for the man she had began to fall in love with. How far would you go to uncover the truth? Can Elena escape Nicholas’s obsession or will she lose herself in the process?

“You are going to be my wife because of the agreement that your parents and my uncle Jack arranged. You can keep running your café business and I can make my uncle happy. It is a win-win situation for the both of us. Nothing's going to change really, you can do whatever you want and of course same goes with me. However, you are going to carry my surname. I won’t do anything to embarrass you and I expect that you will do the same.” I felt a knife stab my heart after saying those words, but it stung more when Lucy said “Of course, I completely understand. I know my role and I know my place. I may not be as rich as you are nor have the stage that you are on, but I am absolutely capable. Do not underestimate me Mr. Lowell or shall I say my future husband.”

Chase Olympus: Her name was Lucy Roshid. Or Salt, as she was popularly known as, at Davenport. The brothel she worked at. She was never meant to matter. Just another transaction. Another body. Until my father touched her and something in me snapped. The Olia cult marked her for death. So I took her instead. Claimed her. Hid her. Now she’s mine. My kitten. I expected obedience. She demanded her freedom. What I got is obsession. She’s a risk I shouldn’t take. A line I shouldn’t cross. But walking away from her means losing more than control. It means losing the only thing that’s ever felt like mine. In my world, that choice starts a war. And I’ve already made mine. I keep Lucy. Or I die trying.

Leyanne Cruden is a very old yet powerful witch in present day who is dissatisfied with the world as we know it. An immortal who stopped ageing in her late twenties. She has lived through so much and lost so many that it has jaded her personality and she no longer knows if she is good or bad. A vision leads her on a purpose to find an awakening hunter who threatens the existence of all supernatural beings. Like her he's young, immortal and everything that can destroy her. His creation was purely for the purpose of wiping the earth free of supernaturals. To prevent this tragedy she must assemble a coven of mixed creatures and figure out how to avert the destruction of magic before it's too late. They do say that sometimes the one thing which is the worst for you is the one thing you want the most - Dante Torres, a hunter with the ability to end her life. She will need to let people in if she has a hope of succeeding, as even a witch as powerful as her can not do it alone. With a collection of supernatural characters, love and heartbreak.

"You look so fucking sexy with your mouth wrapped around my cock," Ryan groaned, increasing the speed of his thrusts into my mouth. I moaned at his praise as I widened my mouth. And a split second later, he filled my mouth with his warm release. I smirked as I gazed up seductively at him and licked the remnants of his cum off my lips. +++ Ophelia Alvarez is a helpless third-year college student during the daytime and a bottle girl at a strip club by night. She resorted to such a controversial occupation because she has to pay for her cancer-stricken father's chemotherapy treatment. When billionaire CEO, Ryan Torres offers her a juicy proposal to be his exclusive sex slave, she has no option but to accept it to ease her Dad's medical expenses. A lot of wild sexual escapades happen between them, and they eventually part ways, albeit in a terrible manner. When fate has them meet some years later, will it be enough to get her to forgive the cruel, and arrogant billionaire, for abandoning both her and their unborn baby in a pool of blood, three years ago?

When Michael reluctantly agrees to help the sultry and mysterious Miss Calvin tidy her garden, he expects nothing more than long hours under the scorching summer sun. But as the days heat up, so does the tension between them. Miss Calvin is confident, provocative, and uncomfortably alluring for Michael, who's barely coming into his own as a young adult. What begins as innocent neighborly favors soon spirals into a web of forbidden desire, blurred boundaries, and thrilling fantasies that Michael can’t escape. Navigating his feelings for the unattainable Lucy and the intoxicating Miss Calvin, Michael faces a scorching dilemma between the dreams of youth and the allure of experience. In this tale of seduction, secrets, and irresistible chemistry, every boundary is tested. But will giving in to temptation cost Michael more than just his innocence?

How dumb enough does a nun get her nakedness out on camera for the whole world to see? When Lucy West listens to Dante Moritto’s confessions, she’s left wanting more and more , until she wants him. In the confessions booth, behind the wooden barricades, she realizes how lonely being a nun can be, she then decides to go out seeking for passion from him. Then the passion turns into love, and into betrayal when he leaks her sex tape. Only for her to be left excommunicated, alone and pregnant. She faces the harsh realities of life, alone, until he shows up one day, wanting her back. Does she take him back or let her spark of revenge come to life. Find out in this modern tale.

After I became pregnant, my figure changed, and my face grew puffy. My fiancé began to treat me with a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of disdain. When the baby was five months along, it happened to be Valentine's Day. That day, he finally agreed to take our wedding photos, something I'd been hoping for. But just as we arrived at the bridal studio, his phone rang. "Mike, I just got back to the country. My friends are hosting a gathering, and everyone's bringing their boyfriends. Could you come and pretend to be mine?" It was a few short sentences, yet it completely altered the expression on his face. He turned abruptly, stepping out of the studio with a look of urgency. "Lucy's back. I have to go see her," he said. Hearing those words, a fire of rage ignited inside me, one I couldn't suppress. "For her? You're going to leave me here alone?" I demanded. "Do you even know how long I've been looking forward to today? It's Valentine's Day, and instead of staying with me, you're going to be with her?" His impatience flared visibly as I stood my ground. Without a word, his hand pushed me aside, and he strode out of the shop. "We can take wedding photos any day. I'm the only one Lucy has in this country. I have to go see her," he said. Then, gripping my wrist with alarming force, he shoved me, sending me sprawling to the floor. Without a backward glance, he got into his car and drove off. I felt a sudden, wet heat flowing from my lower abdomen. Pain surged through my stomach, sharp and unbearable, as my consciousness started to fade. A wave of despair and terror consumed me. Someone. Anyone. Please save my baby.