Missed Synonyms

College professor Tasha Harrison thought she had her life under control: She had the job of her dreams and was already on her way to become a doctor of philosophy holder in financial studies. Her love was also great; so she thought. She was expecting a marriage proposal from her lover, Blake Carter any moment. Black Carter loved Tasha, a fellow professor with all of his heart and he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with her. But along the line, duty calls for him to come back to New York city to marry a family friend in order to redeem the family business from total collapse. Being one born into wealth, affluence, and power. Blake didn't even think twice, having missed the affluent life he was used to. He accepted immediately, broke up with Tasha Harrison unceremoniously and left Buffalo city. Seven years later. Tasha, now an accomplished associate professor, had to sort out for Blake to come help the son she had kept away from him. Will he do it or leave her and their son to fate….?

"Touch yourself for me,Blondie" His eyes were dark but determined as he watched me. Everything felt so wrong,so dirty but yet i found my hands slipping back in between my pulsing pussy lips loving the way he looked at me like I was the only one who mattered in the whole world. **** 20 year old Audrey Casey Sullivan is a college nerd all about getting her degree, a good job and beautiful family but what she didn't expect was to be taken away from her life and her dreams just because of one late night in the library. Dante De Luca is the Italian mafia's deadliest assassin, he has never missed a shot all his life, he never goes on a mission without returning successful, everyone calls him the 'The Dark One',it is believed he has no heart or human empathy hence why he is so good at his job...well that is until he is asked to protect a certain blonde, now his once dead heart is put to test as he realises that the girl he took captive has captured his heart.

Everyone knows that the most powerful alpha in the werewolf world is Harrison. There are many legends about him. One of the most mysterious things is that he never announced his Luna. For six years, he hadn't talked about his mate, and no woman could get near him. Six years later, Kayla. returned to the city where she lived. In one encounter, Harrison, with red eyes and a hoarse voice, pressed her against the wall and said, “Do you think your tears still work for me?” Kayla looked down and did not speak. Suddenly a crisp child's voice sounded. “Mommy, what are you doing here?” Looking at the little girl, his pupils constricted. “Is this your daughter?” He asked. “So you broke up with the father? He got you and dumped you and your daughter?” Harrison threw his cigar into the ashtray, the corners of his mouth twitching with anger. “Tell me who the father is and I'll make him pay.” Kayla looked at the man she had missed for six years. She didn't know how to tell her that he was the father.

"You make it sound like I did something wrong?" Niklaus says with a sly smile before stepping back to avoid the punch I swing at him. His hand grabs my wrist tightly before he spins and presses me back on his desk, with my upper body facing him. His hips press against my parted legs. "Really...Luci, I missed you like crazy. How can you say such harsh things to me?" He says with a pout. Wait…wait, what is that pressing against me? "You crazy b*stard." I all but scream the words, but the manic excitement in his eyes doesn't waver as he forces his hips against me. Eight years ago, novice recruit Lucien Sinclair had the perfect partner and brother-in-law anyone could ask for; everything vanished in the blink of an eye when the 'perfect' man, Niklaus Heinrich, turned out to be the perfect devil, an arms dealer masquerading as the perfect CEO to the largest company in Ferndale. What happens when the two are forced to work together again? {This is a stand-alone book}

I shatter, crying out his name, my whole body shaking. He doesn't stop, just licks me through it until I'm pushing at his head, oversensitive. He stands, mouth and chin glistening, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Strip," he orders. "I want you naked. Want to see every inch of what belongs to me." I scramble to obey, unhooking my bra with shaking hands while he strips. And god, his body. All muscle and scattered scars and that massive cock standing thick and hard against his stomach. I lick my lips without thinking and he notices, eyes darkening. "You want to taste it?" He wraps his hand around himself, stroking slowly. "Want this cock in your pretty mouth?" "Yes—" "Then get on your knees and show me how much you missed it." ••• Welcome to YES! DADDIES–– a dangerously HOT compilation of filthy, steamy, downright sinful short stories. Readers discretion is THOROUGHLY advised... this 18+ story doesn’t do well with clean underwear.

After my family went bankrupt, I begged my fiancé Ryan to pump cash into our business. He didn't just refuse. He turned around and got engaged to someone else. When I was at the end of my rope, Ethan Brooks stepped up, tossing all his savings into my family's mess. Sadly, we missed our shot, and our company crashed. My parents couldn't handle it. They jumped off a building. Even so, I was thankful to Ethan and married him to pay him back. Three years later, at Lily Carter's birthday party, I overheard her talking to him. "You tanked the Harper family so I could win that bid. Won't Kelly blame you?" "For you, I'd give up everything. I'll just make it up to her." My blood ran cold as I realized our marriage was all a lie. The one he loved was Lily all along. I turned and left. If he was that hooked, I'd set him free.

My husband, Clement Norman, promised to make up for our missed honeymoon. It was five years late, but I was still excited. I got ready and really looked forward to it. But right before we boarded the plane, I realized there was someone extra in our group—Clement's childhood friend, Madison Bowen. He explained half-heartedly, "Madison's never been abroad before. I figured we could bring her along." I wasn't thrilled, but when I spoke up, he made it sound like I was being dramatic. "Are you jealous of our relationship because you didn't grow up with a proper family? I see her as a sister. You wouldn't get it—you grew up an orphan." I chose to stay quiet, not wanting to ruin our honeymoon. But we encountered an avalanche halfway through the trip. My leg got stuck deep in the snow, and I couldn't move. And the first thing Clement did was grab Madison's hand and run. He didn't even look back.

Shy Del Mundo, a medical student at that time fell in love with his best friend who was the heir to a huge conglomerate company in the Philippines and is still in love with his ex. As they try to work their friendship-turn-into-passionate relationship, they find themselves filing a divorce afterward. Will a second chance be possible? Will they end up happy this time? What about Quest who was there when Shy needed Pierce the most? ** I only know three things: First, that he hurt me, Second, he changed me, And third, that I will not let him enter my peaceful life again, NEVER. WARNING: Matured content read at your own risk. My characters are undergoing character development first so you won't see adult scenes at the beginning of the story, because it'll take time for them. If you encounter any error while reading please feel free to contact me or comment so I can check and rewrite it, I'm just starting to learn and there are probably some things that I missed out so bear with me. Hi! I'm Níght.

On the same day I was admitted into the hospital for my pregnancy, my husband, Charles Page, received 108 missed calls on his phone. It was from Sue, his mentee, a girl who had cancer. I asked if he was going to pick up, and he replied impatiently, "All she does is call me all day! Doesn't she have any other family? She's so annoying." Later, that very girl posted a photo of herself on the hospital rooftop, wearing a white dress. The caption said: [If I jump down from here, will I become a butterfly in my next life? Maybe then, everyone won't hate me.] Charles only glanced at the post before chuckling mockingly. "What does she mean, turn into a butterfly? Is she delusional?" But after that, he grew visibly restless, before rushing out and not returning all night. That night, I hemorrhaged and was taken into emergency care. When the nurse asked if I wanted to keep the baby, I looked at the empty space beside me and answered calmly. "No, I don't."

By the fifth year of my marriage to River Grayson, I had stopped checking his call logs and chat records. Instead, I spent my nights drinking and partying with my girlfriends at the poolside bar. When his ninety-ninth missed call lit up my screen, I let out a cold laugh and tossed my phone straight into the water. It didn't take long before he came storming in. The moment he pulled the strawberry-scented condom out of my pocket, he turned grim and banned me from leaving the house after 7:00 PM. "Joanne, you weren't like this before." I thought back to last month, when I had run into him at the hospital. He had lied about being on a business trip out of town, but there he was, holding Yvonne Sinclair's hand. I still remembered his words. "You lost your uterus from saving me back then. My sperm is perfectly fine. I'll give you a child—with your mother's help." Now, staring into his furious eyes, I said coldly, "Don't worry. There's no going back for us anymore."