Melanie Martinez Timothy

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....

"Jamie, I've decided. I'm ready to join you at Hillridge as your exclusive screenwriter. I'll be there by the end of this month!" Melanie huddled in a quiet corner on the set as she made the call, a pregnancy test report clutched in her hand. She tried to shake off the chill from the freezing weather, but her hands and feet still felt painfully cold. Jamie's voice at the end of the line was a deep and pleasant baritone. "Your talent has long deserved a bigger stage. For eight years, you've turned me down nearly a hundred times for Ken's sake. Are you ready to leave him this time?" "Yes. I'm leaving him for good!" She clenched the pregnancy test report, her lips a bitter smile.

I’d just set sail to escort the cargo to the border when a Category 8 typhoon warning suddenly blared. I steer the ship back in the direction of the harbor, only to realize that the ship has run out of fuel. The distress beacon has been dismantled, too. Immediately, I pick up the radio and call the maritime rescuers for help. As soon as the call gets connected, I hear my wife, Melanie Watkins' mocking laughter instead. "I've already rewired the emergency number so that you can never reach the rescuers. Have fun surviving in the ocean!" Her student, Darell Parker, is with her as well. "Remember when you made fun of me for not knowing how to swim, Clifton? Well, now you're given the chance to show off your swimming skills! You can swim all the way back to the shore on your own! You'd better not be as slow as the sea turtles!" The waves have almost capsized the cargo ship. If I can't get rescued anytime soon, I'll end up dying in the sea. I can only grit my teeth before pleading to Melanie, "No one can possibly swim back to shore! Help me call the maritime rescuers—" But she laughs coldly in return. "Why do you need the rescuers' help? Didn't you say one must learn how to protect themselves? Now swim! "If you think the waters are too cold, then swim faster! Maybe you'll feel warmer the faster you swim!" I give up on arguing with Melanie. After that, I head toward the cargo area with a blade in hand and get ready to sever the ropes tying the cargo down. Said cargo contains the ransom money that's capable of saving Ella Zimmerman, the daughter of Hugh Zimmerman, the wealthiest man in Starbury.

Isabella Martinez is a Smart and Shy Teenage Nerd who is very unaware of how attractive she is. The return of her Best friend’s brother and next door neighbor, Bradley Johnson brings an overturn of issues and a spiral of long buried emotions from Bella. Asides from Brad’s wrongful action towards Bella in the past, she has promised her Best friend Olivia, never to have anything to do with Brad. However, the sizzling Chemistry is undeniable. Secrets are about to be kept and promises broken!! Will this forbidden romance be able to survive?

“I want to make you mine,” Cole whispered. But as he brushed the hair from my face, all I could see was the coldness in his eyes as he watched me die. *** Murdered by her husband. Betrayed by her best friend. Danielle Aniston should have stayed dead. She wakes up as Melanie Carter, a billionaire heiress with a second life and a single purpose—revenge. When Cole becomes unknowingly becomes obsessed with the same woman he betrayed, a dangerous man steps into her path: Zane Blackwood, ruthless, powerful, and nothing like the man who broke her. This time, she won’t beg. She’ll destroy them all—and choose who stands beside her when the world burns.

"You shouldn't shouted at her, you should have listened to her. Now she is gone for good." Eveth shouted her son after his Personal Assistant left him with her grandsons. "I didn't believe that child was mine." He tried to defend himself. ****** Melanie, who was Dexter personal assistant was persuaded to use the last three months with her cold boss by living with him. She had to do it because she has no choice, in just these months the two became so close even with the hindrances. Unfortunately for her, she started loving him and got pregnant for her cold boss that has been treating her in a bad way for the past three month.

William Smith has always lived in shadows — the shadow of his abusive father, the shadow of a country where being gay can cost you fifteen years of your life, and the shadow of secrets he compulsively writes in his journal. At home, danger lurks everywhere; a series of unexplained, targeted attacks on his family forces dark truths to the open. At Aton College, he’s juggling too much: Jasmine, the girlfriend who deserves the truth; Timothy, the best friend whose touch is both temptation and betrayal; and Alexander, the fearless new student who refuses to hide who he is. His double life begins to unravel. Every choice pulls him closer to exposure — and in a world where love is dangerous, one mistake could destroy him.

Jovian Timothy Ray, seorang penulis terkenal yang tulisannya berhasil memenangkan ajang penghragaan tahunan dari nominasi Best Book of The Year, tiba-tiba dibunuh di malam yang sama setelah dia menerima penghargaan tersebut dan meninggalkan tiga anak laki-laki yang disayanginya. Seketika dia dibangkitkan kembali dalam tubuh seorang Tuan Muda kaya raya bernasib sial bernama Marvin Alexander yang menenggelamkan diri di sungai yang menjadi kuburan Jovian di kehidupan sebelumnya. Dengan nama yang pernah melegenda di eranya dan memiliki kehiupan membahagiakan, bagaimana Jovian dapat menjalani kehidupan menyengsarakan yang pernah dimiliki Marvin yang kini muncul dalam wujud arwah di sekitar Jovian?

***WARNING*** This story contains vivid descriptions of sex and violence. it's enough to be considered M+ read at your own risk. What happens when twenty two year old Emma is sold to a billionaire and Mafia leader Shawn Martinez to clear off debts. They were two different people, Emma was soft and innocent and all she wanted was happiness and peace, Shawn Martinez was rugged, dangerous and powerful, all he wanted was to touch every inch of Emma's naked body and taint her. He's been stalking her for years, waiting for the perfect moment to make her his queen, he'd kill everybody that gets in the way of him and HIS angel. He forces her to marry him, soon after she finds out that he was the one who had killed her parents and made her an orphan, will she escape to resist him or will she submit to the pleasure like a horny 'daddy's good girl'...? *** I swallowed hard as I watched his eyes turn dark with desire, his pinky fingers was at the waistband of my pants, he slipped his hand inside and he pressed against my clit, I gasped as pleasure shot through me. "You're such a good girl, you're soaking wet for me." " Ye- yes, " I whispered, I wanted his c*ck buried inside me. "yes what?." He asked teasingly. "yes sir."

My sister-in-law, Hannah Martinez, was eight months pregnant when someone shoved her to the ground. Due to the heavy bleeding, she was rushed to the hospital. I happened to drive past, but I rolled up my window and pretended I saw nothing, pressing down on the gas pedal. In my previous life, I had immediately taken Hannah to the hospital when I saw her pass out from the blood loss. However, the situation was critical. After the severe bleeding, she developed an amniotic fluid embolism. My wife, Lauren Martinez, was the best obstetrician in the city. I called her, begging her to hurry to the hospital. Yet, she thought I was throwing a tantrum out of jealousy because she was having dinner with her first love, Isaac Poole, and his family. She believed I was using Hannah's emergency to force her to come back. By the time her family finally arrived, Hannah had already died from the failed treatment of the amniotic fluid embolism. Her entire family blamed me for Hannah's death, convinced that I had deliberately caused Lauren to misunderstand and let Hannah die. My brother-in-law, Jacob Turner, who rushed back from out of town, believed their lies. In his overwhelming grief, he hacked me to death with a knife at Hannah's funeral. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Hannah was pushed and started bleeding out.