Mi Princesa Hermosa

Sebuah kecelakaan besar telah merubah jalan hidup Nala. Ia terpaksa menjalani pernikahan yang tak dia inginkan demi membiayai sang mama yang terbaring tidak berdaya di rumah sakit. Nala tak mampu menolak, karena hanya laki-laki asing itulah yang bisa membantunya. Pernikahan yang pada awalnya dilandasi dengan keterpaksaan demi urusan pribadi masing-masing itupun lambat laun semakin subur oleh cinta yang perlahan tumbuh diantara keduanya. Meskipun begitu, ada yang aneh dengan pernikahan ini. Sesuatu yang disembunyikan Bastian, membuat Nala diam-diam mencari tau secara mendalam tentang suaminya. Rasa penasaran Nala pada akhirnya terjawab, mengenai alasan sesungguhnya laki-laki bernama Bastian Wilantara itu menikahinya. Haruskah ia menceraikan suaminya karena telah menyembunyikan fakta menyakitkan tersebut?

Adetola tomba amoureux d'une femme très belle, d'une beauté incontournable nommée Abéni Ifé. Cette dernière faisait la prostitution lorsque Adetola l'avait rencontré. Il était fou amoureux de cette Abéni jusqu'au point où il n'arrivait plus à rien faire. Abéni laissa le passé derrière elle et décide de refaire sa vie avec Adetola. Mais comme vous connaissez les mères, la mère de Adetola n'avait pas approuvé cette relation. Elle était catégoriquement contre cette relation. Elle ne voulait pas que son fils unique se marie avec une prostituée. Malgré tout ce que son fils l'avait dit, elle avait refusé de revenir sur sa décision. Adetola arrivera-t-il à se marier avec Abéni ?

"So many promises, so many dreams. They all broke today," his voice resonated. "Your promise of loving me till the last breath of your life, your dream of becoming my wife and giving birth to my children….they all are shattering today, princesa," tears rolled down from her eyes at his words which made him wrap his arm around her waist. "Ssh …. don't cry. Maybe not love but I do feel sympathy for your tears as I had been living with you for so many days," he uttered while wiping her tears with his knuckles. "Besides, I am not that heartless so let's ease up your heartbreak a bit. Okay?" He uttered. "So not in front of this world but I can please you like a husband pleases his wife behind closed doors and…." He thrusted his face closer to hers. "On my bed…. just like last night where you let me devour every inch of your skin, princesa," She teared up more because that was the truth. She had actually surrendered her everything to him last night. Her heart, her soul, her body…. everything to him with no shield last night. She gave him the virtue of her body but only to let him taint it with his sin which she was believing as his love. Feeling him wrapping his arm more firmly around her waist, she found him untying the knot of her night robe. "So, how about I make you forget about your heartbreak by taking you to my bed?" he rasped in her ear, completely untying her night robe and his next words crushed her soul cruelly. "As I am sure that would be the best way to cure the pain of a prostitute's daughter and her deceitful love,"

“So all this time, you have been fucking dreaming about taking her place in my life?” he uttered and those words of his were enough to turn her pain into a wrath. “No, I have never dared to dream about taking her place in your life,” she breathed out, restraining herself from breaking down into tears. “I wear your Noelle's clothes, not because I know you can never love anyone more than her but because I wanted to get loved by you, Rican Alfanso,” she finally dared to reveal her feelings to him which she had been trying to hide from him all this time but not anymore. “So you want me to fucking love you?” his jaw clenched, barbarically. “Fine, you will get what you want, Nina Halzen but in my fucking way,” he glowered and her body froze when she felt him gripping her dress's zip. “I will love you the way I fucking want,”ripping her dress apart, he revealed her naked body and then forcefully shoved her against the bed. “Now I will tell you my fucking definition of love,” pressing their naked bodies together, he aggressively clutched her wrists, making her petrified because she was aware of how far his sadistic madness could go when it came to hurt someone. “And you will understand it tonight that why your love is a fucking sin for me, mi reina....” glowering, he smashed his mouth against hers, numbing her soul. . . . . The only mistake Nina made was to fall for a man who was made to love someone else but now how much this mistake of Nina's was going to cost her and how fatally? That she dared to love a man who was always going to consider her love as a forbidden sin. Read To Find Out….....

“This is forbidden, Asael….”she uttered, making him clench his jaw. “This is wrong,” once again she repeated those same exact words to him which had destroyed his life 3 years ago brutally. “Why is this wrong, Ezrene? Because I am your fucking stepbrother?” He seethed out at her, slamming her against his sinewy body. “Why is this forbidden because my fucking father is going to marry your mother?” he spat at her. “But as far as I could remember….” He thrusted his face dangerously closer to hers. “You had let this stepbrother of yours get closer to you to that extent where you had fucking conceived with his child,” those words of his numbed her very existence completely. “That same exact child of mine which you killed with your own hands before I even got to know about its existence,” that utterly venomous pain flashed in his eyes which teared her up more, making him press his forehead against hers. “Your dad will kill you for this, Asael,” A lethal smirk formed on his face at her words. “You think I am afraid of him and my death?” He asked her while lifting his hands up to palm her face. “If I would have been afraid of my father and my death then I wouldn't have abducted you from you altar, in front of your fucking would-be husband, my father and the whole world, bella,”wiping her eyes, he pushed his face closer to hers. “Because we both know you're just mine, mi bella,” he pressed his lips against hers, causing her soul to break by finding herself trapped in the arms of her love and…… What brutality this love of hers was going to make her endure because she was in love with HER OBSESSED STEPBROTHER?

•••[Excerpt]••• "Stop... Stop!" Rosana's voice quivered as tears of fright brimmed her vision. She had been crying for hours, but not because she was leaving the beautiful life she had planned with her fiance behind. She was crying because her newly wedded husband had tortured and murdered a man mercilessly on their wedding night. "Stop, please..." He ignored her. "No... Stop touching me. Take your bloody hands off me!" Indeed, his hands were covered with the blood of the man he had killed earlier. But he didn't care. "S... Stop touching me!" He grabbed her neck and she gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "You shouldn't make me do this on our wedding night, Bambolina. You are mine and I will take whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want, till death do us part, Mi Amor" ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Rosana Marcello was already living the life she had dreamt about. With her boyfriend-turned-fiance by her side, nothing could be more perfect. Some weeks before the wedding, she was called back home by her parents and welcomed with devastating news. She had been betrothed since when she was a little girl but never knew. Now, he has come to claim what is rightfully his. With or without her approval. He is deadly, He is evil, He is the ruthless Sergio De Niro, known by everyone. Rosana can't escape this. She can't run away from him because he will comb the world and kill everyone in it, just to find her. She is now his possession, his property. It's either she tames him and melts his cold heart or he breaks her into a thousand pieces. Will she succeed or get consumed by his burning hell?

[Warning: Contains 18+]On a rare stormy night in Las Vegas, a beautiful woman arrives at a luxurious villa with her kid and stands in front of Brent's house, where she displays the wound at the base of her thigh, prompting Brent to have a change of heart and allow her to stay in his house. Hermosa, an 18-year-old single mother, seeks refuge in this attractive and sombre man, Brent's home to escape her abuser. In actuality, she is unable to solve her predicament. In order to ensure the safety of her child, she must employ any means necessary to seduce Brent into having sexual relations with her and gaining his trust... She was like a sensitive jackal and detects flirting between Brent and herself during her stay with him. Each and every time Brent looks at her, he does so with lust and hunger. In his obscure eyes, she can see a sly and intense fire of desire flames. Brent could flirt with Hermosa and enjoy her passionate , but whenever Hermosa's desires were aroused, he always repelled her without any explains. She regretfully concludes that she is not attractive enough... Hermosa does not realize that the most advanced hunters frequently take the form of prey. On her first day in Brent's home, Brent had already activated all of the security cameras... Brent injects a heavy sleeping tablet into her milk during a night of intense desire. His lust consumes his entire body, and he can no longer contain himself other than by quietly spreading Hermosa's legs in his bed in the dead of night...! ! Always keep in mind that the conspiracy will be like a net that will bind everyone's destinies together!!!

Complete!!!!!! She grew in wealth without the love she needed the most. In a world with customs and traditions, her upbringing was her destruction. She was trained to make men bend their knees at the sight of her smile yet she bores pure innocence. Then, she was sold to the highest bidder for what her family calls an initiation before she turns a woman. What would happen to her? Would she fall in love to the enigmatic prince who bought her? What would happen if she delve herself on her darkest desires? ...... Hot breath tickled my nose and the smell of my favorite vanilla potpourri filled me. I opened my eyes. Gray met me, like a cluster of angry clouds. "Good morning," the guy whispered in my face. His proximity made me hold my breath. The guy won the bidding and I wasn't wrong. His stare held intensity. He backed down, going to his seat, across from mine. My head snapped to the side; the morning lights seeped through the window beside me. White cumulus clouds parted as the plane flew us above the horizon. I must be asleep for too long that they were able to transfer me from the helicopter to the plane. I snapped back my attention to the guy, "What's your name?" I asked the first question that popped in my mind, being able to let go of the building tensions. "I'm An--" A chuckle escaped from the guy. "No need for proper introductions but as you initiated. I am Yulian." He scratched his chin, looking for my reactions, his thick accent indicated Russian descent. "And you, milady is going to be Mi Eliza, my wife." "Wife? But--" I stopped couldn’t able to form the right words to say. "For a year, yes."

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".

“Do you know how utterly beautiful you are, Serena” he mumbled stop trailing kisses all over the neck. “Tell me” Serena breathed. “I don’t think any precious stone or any gem in the world can outshine you, mia dolcezza” “Now aren’t you a flatterer” Serena sighed, her eyes still closed and her breath hitched. “I don’t flatter, mi cara.” He whispered in her ear. Damon grabbed the strap of her gown and tore it revealing part of her breast and part of her already peaked nipple. Serena was at the verge of protesting about him tearing her gown before his mouth descended on her nipple, rendering her speechless, all she could do was suck in her breath as the feelings assaulted her senses. Her toes curled up of their own volition and her hands came up to his head positioning him there as he flicked her left nipple with his tongue, circling gently and then biting. Serena gasped, her glazed eyes opening. “Be quiet” Damon commanded as he moved his mouth to her right nipple, his hand toying with the one he had just sucked, teasing their red peak into hardness again. Serena was gasping, unable to form coherent thoughts, Was this how it felt to drown, She thought. Damon’s hands were performing their own magic, she could feel his erection probing the center of her already moist vagina and she widened, giving him closer access. Her panties were already soaked with the wetness. His hand began moving, caressing her inner thighs before they came upon her center. He brought up his face to meet hers and smiled at the look of pure, sexual pleasure on her face.