Maikling Tula Para Sa Sarili

I was an extremely selfish person. I drained my parents’ life savings, abused my young nephew, and extorted my husband’s premarital assets. My family could no longer endure it and took me to court. If the charges were proven, I would be flayed alive, my tendons torn out, tortured until death.

"Fuck!," she moans as my finger slides fully inside her, her body responding instantly. "More," Elisia demands, breathless. "Really?" I taunt her. "Beg. You know how this works, Elisia. I'm in control, not you." "I'm not begging you," she retorts, though her voice wavers. Without hesitation, I pull my finger out, leaving her aching for more. I begin teasing her, running my finger along her slit, knowing she'll eventually break. "I'm going to kill you," she growls. "Oh, really?" I mock, pulling my hand away entirely. She sighs, realizing I'm serious. "Theo, please," she whispers softly. "Not good enough," I say, sucking on her neck, leaving my marks. "Please, Theo, touch me," she whimpers, her voice more desperate as I bite into her skin. I stop and smirk against her neck, savoring her submission. I pull back, admiring her. She's a beautiful, needy mess, just for me. "Was that so hard, Sia?" I tease, enjoying the control I have over her. They were forced into a marriage, but fate had other plans. What started with resentment turned into something deeper. She wanted to hate him, but he replaced all her anger with tenderness. "It's hard to explain," I sigh. "I'll listen, baby," he whispers, resting his forehead against mine. "Just talk to me, please."

**BOOK CURRENTLY DISCONTINUED** Imagine wanting to be with someone so badly that you become blind to how truly evil they are. Sadly, that was the case for Hannah McDonald. She had been searching for her dream man for years, but never found him. One day she meets Andy, the seemingly perfect, ideal partner. He's interesting, and older...Exactly what Hannah wanted... until his true colours start to come to light. Will Hannah realise whats going on and have the strength to escape her new lover before something so terrible happens, she'd never be able to recover from it?...

Karen Luis, diagnosed with cardiorespiratory disorder, has a year left to live. Pushed into an arranged marriage with the blind son of the most influential family in Willow-ridge, Karen thinks her fairytale romance has just began however she finds Kevin Kord anything but the man of her dreams. Despite his arrogance, his cheating nature and his love for another woman Karen sticks to him hoping for a change of heart however, Kevin: I'll do anything you ask; just don't ask me to love you. Karen: I'll die anytime soon, I don't need you to love me anyways.

The story is about blood thirsty revenge . Magnus de Lorenzo is an infamous Italian mafia who lost his elder brother in the hands of Russian mafia . He never thought he will fall in love with his Enemy 's sister . Winter Aslanov was everything a man would desire . She was flawlessly gorgeous , joyful , bold and a killer body which could have any man on his knees . One day she wakes up after a severe accident in the arms of a stranger who was claiming himself as her husband . Unfortunately she lost all the memories of her previous life . She has no choice but to believe him . Magnus never knew that she would mean so much to him . He even risks his life to keep her in his side . The book is strictly 18+ with erotic scenes . All rights reserved

They had lived in peace, a small tribe in the mountains for generations, but when the humans figure out what they are. Packs begin to go missing, villages wiped out. Then, when Lycia wakes up in a facility with no memory of how she got there, her life changes, along with all the others who were forced to enter there

An story about two people who has different life, responsibilities, rules, work but has same personality. A story of love which start with the mission but bought them together. What will they both do when they realize their love for each other. Will they choose their responsibilities or true love.

Deux jumelles Peace et Priscille vont vivre L'amour parfait avec leur conjoint. Cependant la faiblesse de leur croyances religieuses va conduire l'une des jumelles à s'engager dans une relation qui la conduira dans les plus grandes vicissitudes de la vie. Dieu est le maître de tout

I had been with Lars Carter for six years. The head of Midas Capital in Eastwind City, he was a rising star in Riverton's Silver Street—the heart of this nation's financial world. Few knew his true roots. Within him flowed the Vitalus bloodline. Lars descended from an old mafia clan from the city of Virgil in Vitalus, the Viktors. Midas Capital was ours. We built it from the ground up together; Lars would haunt private clubs, ironing out business deals amid drinks. I would stay by his side, doing the accounts, steering the direction of the negotiations, and memorizing every detail of the high-stakes contracts. We did everything together—a tight team. Or so I thought. In my naivete, I was convinced I would rule the city alongside him. The woman behind the man, so to speak. …Until Pearl Ross arrived two months ago. His childhood sweetheart moved from Virgil to Eastwind City. It was then that I knew—she was the one he was waiting for all along. It had always been her. "Lars, I want to get married." Lars' face tightened; hesitation veiled in businesslike concern. "Bianca, you know the company's at a critical stage… We're mid-fundraising. I can't right now." I smiled, calm and composed. "That's fine." He misunderstood. I was getting married—just not to him.

On the day of our tenth wedding anniversary, my wife, Cara Dempsey, jumped from ten thousand feet in the air after hearing that her first love's plane had crashed. It was only then that I finally understood the only man she ever truly loved all these years was Luthen Waltz. When we were both sent back in time to relive our teenage years, she wasted no time making a grand, public confession to Luthen, completely cutting ties with me. I just stood there, watching the two of them kiss like they couldn’t bear to be apart, and in that moment, my heart felt nothing. From that day on, we were over, and we lived our separate lives. Ten years later, we crossed paths again at a five-star hotel in Harbor City. She, who had become a celebrity adored by the world, was wearing a gown, laughing in Luthen’s arms. When she saw me wandering through the hotel, searching for someone, she thought I had come looking for her. “George, stop wasting your time! Even in ten years, I will never choose you!” I didn’t respond. Instead, I looked toward the little girl running toward me, calling me Dad, and gave her the warmest smile. Cara’s expression froze. Tears welled in her eyes as she choked out, “You lied to me, didn’t you? You said you hated kids and that you’d only ever love me.”