Male Classy Ring Tattoos

“Spread your legs for me, Solana. Let my finger feel your wetness.” — Lysander Demetrius Russo. ♡♡♡ Solana Estrella Villanueva, a woman who manages one of her father’s businesses, met a man like Lysander Demetrius Russo, a dangerous and ruthless billionaire, in a bar. Nagpunta lang naman si Solana sa bar para magsaya, pero bigla na lamang nagtagpo ang kanilang landas sa hindi inaasahang pagkatataon. Ang malala pa ay nag-offer ng kasal si Demetrius, kahit hindi naman talaga nila kilala, at mahal ang isa’t isa. Kaya naman sinubukang lumayo ni Solana sa kaniya, umaasang titigilan siya ng binata, dahil baka nagbibiro lang naman ‘to. She’s trying to convince herself that Demetrius only wants to fuck her and release his lust to someone else. However, he’s dead serious. Never nakipagbiruan si Demetrius sa kung kanino lalo na kung usaping kasal. He doesn’t know why he’s being possessive when it comes to Solana. Alam niyang wala siyang gusto rito, pero hindi niya mailihis ang kaniyang mga mata sa kung kanino sa tuwing nasa paligid niya ang dalaga. Ultimo sa pagpikit niya ng kaniyang mga mata, ang dalaga lang ang kaniyang nakikita. “You’ll marry me whether you like it or not,” he mumbled dangerously. Before the ring made its way to finally meet his subjects, deception came first because of Lysander Demetrius Russo—a man who doesn’t accept rejection as an answer.

A business trip took an unexpected turn when our plane ran into disaster. While everyone else was penning their last words, I, an orphan with nothing to lose, decided to have a little fun with my miserly boss. “Boss, let’s keep this short—I like you.” “I really, really like you.” “Boss, this is a final goodbye.” Just when all hope seemed lost, the captain pulled off a miracle with his years of experience, saving us from the brink of catastrophe. By the time we landed safely, I was still in a daze until I saw my boss, eyes bloodshot, storming toward me, flanked by a wall of black-suited bodyguards.

It was only on our first wedding anniversary that I realized the rubbers I bought before our wedding had long expired. No one would believe that my mafia husband, Andre Garcia, and I had never consummated our marriage. That night, I gathered my courage and bought a suggestive nightgown. After downing three glasses of whisky, I hugged Andre tightly and whispered in his ear, "Darling, let's do it today. I want you..." However, Andre shook my hand off indifferently as if he were handling a gun. "Danielle Lawson, do you have no shame? You've done such shameless things time and time again. If you're really that lonely, I'll order you some toys so you can play with them to your heart's content." My face turned deathly pale as I stood there, stunned. I could not understand why a wife begging for her husband's affection was considered 'shameless' behavior. I curled up on the couch, unable to help but ask on social media. Danielle: [My husband has no dysfunction. Why won't he touch me after marriage?] Someone replied: [Perhaps your husband has someone else.] Like a dagger, that comment pierced me awake. I suddenly realized—maybe the problem was not that I was unattractive but rather that he was never mine. The moment I deleted my account, I also made the decision to leave. Who could have imagined that Andre, who would usually not even glance at me, would frantically search for me after I disappeared? "Danielle, I can't get a hard-on after you left!"

I have seen and heard many women coming out of Cassius's motorhome in the past year. It was painful and repulsive. What makes it worse is that he is married to Charity. Multiple times they have been unfaithful to one another. Sadly, I witnessed the consequences of infidelity when my best friend's mate betrayed her and she lost her life before my eyes. I can't believe that I used to have feelings for him or believed we would be mates someday. I would rather die by rejecting him than go through the same pain my best friend experienced when her mate cheated on her after marking her. Never in a million years did I think rejecting my fated mate, would throw me into a twisted romance with two mates fighting each other for my love. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

Two people from different regions. One was the betrayed, rejected and dethroned female Alpha. The other was the powerful Alpha of the Northern region who was without a mate. Fate led him to save her at the jaw of death and he discovered that she was his mate. Strangely, she didn't recognize the bond. It was unexpected that she was his mate... Damn, fate! She didn't want another mate. All she wants is REVENGE! And revenge she would get at any cost. Even if she had to use the second chance mate she didn't want to commit to. Thanks to fate! He finally found his mate. If she thinks he would just let her use him and then escape, she is wrong. Very wrong. No matter how much or how long she resists, he must make her accept the bond. Only she can be his Luna. Only she can stand by his side and bear his pups! Would he be able to change her mind? Would she ever recognize the bond? How did it all start? Why was she resisting him and their bond? Would she get the revenge she yearned for?

At the Mafia Alliance Academy, reputation is the only currency—and mine was bankrupt in a single morning. One planted file, one flawless performance, and a few crocodile tears from Elena Rossi, the “fragile” scholarship student, were all it took. Overnight, I fell from the heights of the elite to a pariah branded a cruel bully. The ultimate betrayal? My fiancé, Luca Valenti—the future Don who once swore to be my blade—stood by her side, looking at me with nothing but cold contempt. They called me cruel. Entitled. A rich girl bullying someone who had nothing. What they didn’t know was that I could hear the venom dripping from Elena’s mind. While she played the victim, her thoughts laughed—mocking the Academy’s stupidity, sneering at how easily she had Luca wrapped around her finger. I stayed silent… until the Truth System awakened. Now I can broadcast her twisted thoughts to anyone I choose. And without hesitation, I linked her mind to Luca’s. So while Elena clings to his arm, crying about her “shattered dreams,” Luca hears everything— her plans to destroy his family, her contempt for his protection, and her disgust at being touched by him. The girl he chose is already tearing his world apart.

She is the contract wife of his nephew, who got into his bed after drinking. He is the most powerful billionaire in the city who had no thoughts about any relationship except the strange woman he met that night. One night sex made her lose her virginity and made him addicted to the sweet and soft strange woman. A family reunion drove her to meet her first man again. She tried to hide the ONS memory and avoid his eye contact. But he turned out to be her contracted husband's uncle! When she hides in the upstairs lounge to escape the lively crowd, he was already in the room. The sweet smell and soft skin brought him back to the night. Holding the little woman in his arms, he said, "Divorce my nephew, marry me!"

I'm the Whitefang Pack Alpha's daughter. Thanks to Samzor—Alpha of Nightfang and my so-called betrothed—I got shoved into a mate bond with a limp rogue. He sold out three generations of Nightfang war honors just to make it happen. Dad lost it. He went straight to Nightfang territory, demanding answers. Samzor? He laughed. "Alpha Connor, come on. Nyara's your heir. You'd never let her actually mate a cripple. "I've loved her for seven years. I'd never mistreat her. I just need her to compromise—let Catherine stay with me. "Don't stress. Catherine's obedient. Polite. She'll make a good servant for Nyara." Catherine. A fox-wolf halfblood he dragged in from a border patrol. Scared I'd kick her out the second our bond was sealed, he cooked up this garbage plan to trap me. Only problem? The Alpha King's decree doesn't do take-backs. Mom handled the dowry. I'd go through with the ceremony. Bond to that rogue. After that? Samzor was dead to me.

He was supposed to be the Supernatural World's first miracle, a blessing. Instead,they rejected him,they made him a monster. Will the Tribrid ever find a path to redemption or shall his darkness consume him?. Join Nicodemus as his journeys his way in the World of Supernatural.SEQUEL TO "IN LOVE WITH THE COLDBLOODED."

Love is twisted. It twists two souls together to form one. When Aviana and Kayden get married due to the blackmail by Adam Walker, they don't expect to find a bond of friendship to form between them. But as the cheerful nature of the young college girl attracts the workaholic and the loyalty of the latter pulls the former closer, they both realize that they both can not just stay away from each other. Aviana and Kayden weren't sure if they would even like to see each other after the six months of marriage. But sometimes, something unexpected is just what you need to have a happily ever after. . .