Manners Makes A Man

**Warning: This book contains mature sex scenes, bdsm "I hate you," I whispered, my voice laced with a mix of anger and undeniable desire. "I hate you more," Alessio growled back and in one brutal stroke, he thrust deep into my pussy, stretching me wide and filling me completely. After catching her boyfriend cheating, Rhaena is stunned when he blames it on her being “boring in bed”—a cruel irony, since she’s never had an orgasm in their two years together. Done with shame and pretending, she hires a call boy from an elite escort service, determined to finally get what she’s been missing. The night is unforgettable. In a dark sex club, a masked man gives her the best sex of her life. But as she leaves, reality twists—she receives a refund stating she never showed up. Before she can unravel the mystery, Rhaena is pulled into another shock: her mother is engaged and invites her to a dinner party at her fiancé’s mansion. There, Rhaena meets his son, Allessio—cold, hostile, and openly contemptuous, Allessio seems to despise both Rhaena and her mother. When she overhears him insulting them, Rhaena confronts him—and sparks fly. Their clash is sharp, heated, and charged with something neither of them wants to name. Because as they say, the line between hatred and desire is dangerously thin.. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. What happens when Rhaena realizes the masked man who awakened her body was her future stepbrother? And when Allessio discovers that the woman he can’t stand is Cherry—the girl he can’t forget? Desire has a way of finding the truth. And once it does, nothing stays simple.

Natagpuan nila Yanna sa tabing ilog ang katawan ni Sergeant Dixson Sanchez na sugatan at walang malay. Ginamot at inalagaan nila ang lalaking estranghero. Nang magkamalay ang lalaki ay hindi na ito makaalala. Hinala nila Yanna ay nagkaroon ng amnesia ang lalaking kanyang tinulungan. Kinupkop ng tiyuhin ng dalaga ang lalaki at pinangalanan nilang Anton. Sa paglipas ng mga araw ay nagkapalagayan ng loob sina Yanna at Anton. Hanggang sa magkaaminan ng kanilang nararamdaman. Gustong pigilan ni Yanna ang damdamin para kay Anton, ngunit hindi niya kayang labanan ang isinisigaw ng kanyang puso. Kahit may pangamba at maraming tanong sa isipan ang dalaga na masasagot lang kapag bumalik na ang memorya ng lalaki ay sumugal pa rin sa pag ibig si Yanna. Nang manumbalik ang mga alaala ni Dixson ay agad siyang bumalik sa pamilya niya at wala itong matandaan sa nakalipas na buwan na inakala ng pamilya niya na patay na siya. Para siyang bula na bigla na lang nawala sa buhay ni Yanna. Paano kung sa muli nilang pagkikita ay malaman ni Yanna na nagbalik na pala ang mga alaala ng lalaki at siya naman ang nabura sa ala-ala nito? Sabihin kaya ni Yanna kay Dixson kung sino siya sa buhay nito? Ipabatid kaya ni Yanna na may anak silang dalawa o ililihim na lang niya ang lahat kay Dixson na malapit ng ikasal kay Chelsea, na step-sister ni Yanna?

My fiancé's true love was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Her last request? "I want your bridal gown, your wedding, your fiancé, and you to be our wedding witness." She donned the gown I had made for myself, wore the jewelry I had chosen for my special day, and took my fiancé's arm. She stole my marriage. I thought I would endure it—for the sake of a dying woman. But that wasn't enough for her. Soon, she attended an auction to buy the only thing I had left from my late mother. I watched as she and my ex drove the price of Mom's white nephrite bracelet up to a staggering 27,000,000 dollars. The people I had called family had drained me dry. I was at my wit's end. I couldn't afford to keep the bracelet any longer. I was about to lose my mother's keepsake—until a calm, cool voice echoed above the din. "40,000,000." The crowd fell silent. The mysterious scion of the Kenway family had spoken. And he added, "A gift for me to the ever-elegant Miss Taylor Jones." I thanked him. "I'll repay you for this, Mr. Kenway. Slowly, but surely!" He frowned. "Hold on. Don't you remember me, Taylor?" "Huh?!"

"What will you say to me to get the obstruction off you?" His cold voice said to me in the dark. "Please, stranger, get me stripped with your teeth." I heard myself saying. That was what he wanted to hear, his hand found my panties, and I felt his fingers crawling into my pussy. He grabbed me there, and I cried in pleasure. ...... What led to this? Making out with a man I've never met before in my life in a club? A heartbreak. One thing got me away from my reasoning and left me as I am. It got me ruined, and my bitchy self took control over me, just to get over my ex. The man I was with, Kennedy, fuck his last name, was just the right person to get me out like I wanted. His gaze.... desire inside me. His hands.... fire on me. ....... Jane wanted to get over her ex-boyfriend for cheating on her, so she went to the club to get wasted, and she spent a night with a stranger. The stranger's face and perfection began to haunt her dreams and day. What confused her most was that she didn't know whether she did anything with the stranger apart from touching and grinding. How should she react whenever she sees the stranger whose mere look at her, dominates her thinking? What will she do when she has to see him almost every day of her life when he is the new HR manager in the company where she works? Has he forgotten about her as much as she forgot his face? Let's see.....

Nalaman ni Ximena na sinadya ng kanyang nobyo na si Julius na ipambayad utang ang kanyang puri kasabwat ang babae na pinakilala sa kanya ng kasintahan na matalik nitong kaibigan. Yun pala ay matagal ng may relasyon ang mga ito. Kasunod non ay natanggap siya sa trabaho. Ngunit ganon na lang ang gulat ni Ximena na imbis na sa Marketing Department ay nalipat siya bilang Personal Assistant ng CEO!

Made men are trained to conceal their emotions if they have one, while those who have no empathy or emotions left in them after years of training are blessed. But what could be the downfall of a Made man? Perhaps, could it be the feeling of humanity? *********** Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca, the eldest son of the Bratva, a Made man, feared by all, except his arranged bride, Ava Morales. Ava, the daughter of a businessman, whose father borrowed money from the Bratva and was unable to pay it back. In exchange for the debt he owed, he gave his daughter out for marriage to the Bratva. Among all three sons of the Bratva, Vincenzo accepted to marry Ava, not because of love, but because she intrigued him and he wanted to see how much he could break her. But what happens when he begins to feel some stir in his chest at the sight of his wife? What happens then, when he sees his wife flirting with other men and his vision is clouded red and filled with the need to chop off the fingers of the man flirting with his wife?

When my husband, Austin Hart, and I participated in the earthquake disaster relief, he discovered the corpse of his first love, Stacy Deleon, in the collapse zone. That night, Austin left a suicide note behind before jumping off the building with our son, Clifford Hart, in order to reunite with Stacy in the afterlife. Only then did I realize that both Austin and Clifford never cared about me, to begin with. When I was reborn, I returned to the moment when Austin first asked for a divorce. This time, I agreed to the divorce immediately. I even gave the custody of the three-year-old Clifford to Austin right away. Five years later, we meet again at an auction. Austin laces fingers with Stacy while taking Clifford's hand with the other. He mocks me, "It's only been five years, Kendra. You're really that shameless now, huh? You can't wait to latch onto me again now that you've found out I'm here!" Clifford mocks me as well. "Mom… Wait, you should be Ms. Powell to me now. You should stop pestering my dad already. My parents and I are living a very happy life right now." I just ignore them. Instead, I grab my daughter, Faye Gilmore, who has been sneaking food off the table, and steer her back to our seats. But Austin flies into a fit of rage instantly. A vein pops out of his hand, which is still laced with Stacy's fingers. "You really are shameless, Kendra Powell! We've only been separated for five years, yet you already have a daughter that old? I can't believe you're willing to resort to such despicable methods just to make me jealous! Which bastard did you have that bastard child with, huh?"

ROOM 808 It was just a regular night and an ordinary room, but for Rosa, it felt like a bad dream. She didn’t see the man who was with her that night, and she didn’t even know his name. All she could remember was his warm touch and the minty taste of his lips. Her stepsister and sister had set her up, trapping her in that room to ruin her life. Because of that night, she gave birth to a son, and she decided to hide him from everyone. Five years later, when Rosa and her son return to the Philippines, the truth about that night slowly begins to come out. Will Rosa get the justice she deserves? Or will she never learn the truth about her son's father?

Have you ever had the same dream so often that it starts to blur into reality? The same man. The same scent. The same fire, except every night, it’s a different position, a different fantasy… and by morning, it all slips away. That has been my life for weeks, until everything changed. Just when I thought I could finally get over the stranger in my dreams, I convinced myself that my new boss might be the distraction I needed. A way out of my sex-starved world of fantasies. Then he walked in. Hotter than my imagination ever allowed. Sharper. Darker. Dangerous. And with one look, I knew. It was him. The man who owned my nights. But who was he? And why was he suddenly here in my reality? “I own this place,” he growled, his deep voice making my knees weak as his grip tightened around my wrist. “I own this motherfucker you call a boss… and I own you too.” His black eyes locked on mine, dark and unreadable. “So you better start walking before I take you right here and now.” He meant every word. He dragged me out with him, and everything I thought I knew cracked open. Was this the beginning of my love story with the man they called the Mafia Boss? Were my dreams finally becoming real? But with constant gunshots, threats, and attempted abductions… I’m starting to realize this might not be the fairytale I imagined. And my life may never go back to normal. Not ever again. But I don’t seem to mind anymore.

The Black Jackson (a dance god) gets shot by unknown gun men, An ex-convict mother covers up the crime of her only daughter, A young Brooklyn dancer faces the fears of her life as she gets locked up in the nightmares of a mysterious man in the mirror. The story revolves around a young Fatherless Arlington girl[Melina Sparks] who gets involve in the murder of a very important man and had to flee the United States for London while her mum Taylor Sparks, an ex-convict who gave birth to her daughter while in jail not wanting her to experience the same kind of life she went through covers up the crime for her only to get sentenced this time to a life in prison in place of her daughter. While in Merton, Melina not only falls in love with the man of her dreams but also comes across her biological Father for the first time, who opens up his wide arms and takes her in under his roof, but unlike her mum, He wanted her to return to her first love and passion, dancing.