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Elias cleared his throat and rolled his eyes. “Thank you,” he said. I tilted my head. “No. Not like that.” His brows rose. “Then how…?” Being so close to him, his scent enveloping my senses messed with my brain. My eyes dragged down his naked chest, to his abs and stopped at the V line in his lower abdomen. Just this one time, I was letting my emotions and desires control me. Just this once, I didn't want to care about the consequences. I reached out slowly, took his hand in mine, and guided it up my chest, dragging it down the line of my torso, over warm skin, every inch of contact making his breath hitch. His hand trembled as it followed my guide and I could feel electricity tingling at every inch he touched. I guided his hand lower and lower, his eyes widened when I stopped with his hand on my rock hard cock. With his hand still in mine, I squeezed on my cock and groaned in pleasure. I leaned in, my voice a low whisper against his ear, “Like this.” ************************************* Elias Thorne, a secret Omega who has trained to be a Perfect Alpha, was sent to Mortlach Alpha Academy to solidify his position as the next Alpha of Silverhaven During his time in the school, he only had two orders to follow; stay away from the heirs of the Crescent Pack and make Selena Drake your mate to forge an alliance with her Pack But a simple order became the hardest task for him when Rowan Vale, the Alpha's second son of Crescent Pack was assigned as Elias’s roommate, whose mere presence woke up the part of him that he tries to suppress.

เธอเป็นเจ้าสาวเพราะสถานการณ์บังคับ ส่วนเขารับเธอเป็นเมียด้วยความโกรธแค้นที่ถูกหักหลัง ==== "ลองเข้ามาสิ ฉันเอานี่ฟาดหัวคุณแน่" "คุณไม่กล้าหรอก" "จะลองดูไหมล่ะ คิดจะใช้กำลังกับฉันงั้นหรือ ฉันยอมตายซะดีกว่า" "แต่ผมเป็นผัวคุณ อยากจะมีอะไรกับคุณเมื่อไหร่ก็ได้ ทีกับผู้ชายคนอื่นคุณยังไปนอนกับมันได้" "ฉันไม่ได้ทำ!" ไม่มีอะไรจะทำให้โกรธมากไปกว่าถูกกล่าวหาโดยไม่เปิดโอกาสให้โต้แย้งอีกแล้ว พุดธิดาสติขาดผึง ปาโคมไฟราคาแพงใส่เขา เฉียดศีรษะปณิณไปนิดเดียว "นี่คุณกะจะฆ่าผมเลยหรือไง"

"I need you," he whispered as I felt the pressure of him at my entrance. "It hurts," I whimpered. "I will go as slow as you could endure," he said trailing soft kisses to my shoulder all the way to my ear. "Why can I not be free to find my mate? This is unfair to him," I said placing my hands on the king's firm chest. "Because you are mine, McKenna," he whispered. "I am for no one," I rebutted. "I will never hurt you, my love. If you want me to stop all you must do is ask," he said gathering my hands in his before he eased himself inside me. The myth of the bastards has been long gone from the texts of history. It has been said that this treachery of dragging bastards back hasn't occurred in the last hundred years as it became frowned upon. Some even say that the Moon Goddess will curse her werewolf children if this epidemic was to begin happening again. Why can't life just be simple?

At the contract-signing meeting, a major client casually asks our new technician if she can handle her alcohol. She immediately pours a glass of red wine over his head and says coolly, "This sort of socializing is a bad habit. I'm putting an end to it." Leon Langley, a top client who brings the company 300 million dollars in annual revenue, flies into a rage and tears up the contract on the spot. As the project lead, I bend over backward to apologize and drink with Mr. Langley until I'm hospitalized with gastric bleeding—just to salvage the deal. When I report the incident to my boss, he scolds me instead. "As the person in charge, you nearly ruined the project. Forget the three-million-dollar commission we planned to give you. Consider this a warning." After that, I put Hannah Storrie's name on the department's downsizing review list. She sneers. "I'm a top talent the boss poached at great expense. I'm not some cheap hostess who survives by smiling and drinking like you. "Firing me would be throwing the company down the drain. When that happens, you'll be begging me to come back." I ignore her. However, when the review period ends, the name on the layoff list turns out to be mine. My boss seizes the opportunity to announce that Hannah will replace me as the new sales director. "Clients are extremely important to us. You don't seriously think you're capable of landing them, do you? "Hannah's is more qualified, more tech-savvy, and prettier than you. She's clearly the better choice." I simply smile, turn around, and dial a number.

I grabbed an extra work meal to entertain a client. My boyfriend's sister saw it and went ballistic, docking my entire $500K commission. She pointed at my nose and screamed, "Are you taking me for a fool? You're just hiding behind 'client entertainment' to rip off the company! It's shameful, damaging the company's image! All of your commission for this month will be deducted as a warning to others." The client looked at me, wide-eyed in shock. I shrugged. "Do what makes you happy. Just don't regret it later." From then on, I started slacking off, and she freaked out.

#weeklyfeatured #bestnovel #youmightlike In the turbulent times of war, Alpha King Ozar has taken over the kingdom of his enemy and sent scorching fire to their grounds. The kingdom of Elanor now belongs to him and his promise of revenge has been felt in their lands. Princess Yeri, the veiled princess who was supposed to be married to another is captured as his slave and has to pay for the crime of her brother. Alpha King Ozar is the rumoured breathing dragon—a powerful werewolf whose bite is scorching as the fire of a dragon, irises that burn in flames and anger, that cannot be pacified. What happens when he is drawn to Princess Yeri, the woman he has turned to a slave and finds that she is his mate? Will he respect the bond? What heights will princess Yeri reach to protect her people from Ozar?

Alice Caroni is the heir of her father's prized crime syndicate. Yet she lived a carefree life under her father's guardian. That was until a tragedy struck. She lost her beloved father, but bad things keeps coming, leaving her no time to cry. The remaining founders revealed their true identity. Now on the run from the family she knew her entire life, Alice had one goal in mind- make them pay. Disrupted and haunted by a CIA agent Callum Brady, Alice's plan had to change. And when the sinfully handsome lawman offers his protection, he has no idea he is connecting with the heiress of the criminal organization he took an oath to destroy. Their attraction was stratospheric- Except Alice bowed to no man. All she knew was to Prey. Seduce. Kill. But this CIA agent wanted to devour her and she wanted to let him. Will she break her bonds in the life of crime just for him or is mind blowing orgasms without strings too much to handle?

Jaxton Ricafrente came from a rich family and 'cursed' family. In able for them to inherit what rightfully is for them, they have to bear a child before they reach the age of 25. Pero hindi ganoon kadali ang lahat ng iyon dahil karamihan sa pamilya nila ay baog, na minana pa nila sa mga ninuno nila. They have to do everything; professionally, medically, traditionally. Lahat gagawin nila upang maging posible ito. And there is Cindy Gamboa. His long-time friend, who fell in love with him unexpectedly. She's aware of their family's background and don't want to be involved regardless on how much she loves Jaxton. Until one night came, they're both dr*gged and drunk. The unexpected thing happened. Hindi tanggap ng pamilya ni Cindy ang nangyari at gusto ng mga ito ipalaglag ang batang dinadala niya. Wala ring alam si Jaxton tungkol dito at wala siyang balak ipaalam sa binata. Just like the other girls he's been with, she'll be thrown out once he finds out that she's bearing his child. At ayaw niyang mangyari 'yon, so, she left Manila for good. Nandoon ang pangamba ni Cindy na kapag nalaman ni Jaxton na anak niya ang dalawang bata ay ilayo niya ang mga ito sa kanya at maiwan siya. Hanggang kailan maitatago ni Cindy ang katotohanan? Ngayong nakita niya muli si Jaxton, nanaiisin kaya nito na maging parte ito ng kanilang tahimik na pamumuhay?

After half a month of nonstop overtime, I secured a contract worth over ten million, pulling the company back from the brink of collapse. My boss, Richard Gray, was overjoyed. At the celebration party, he called me the pillar of the company and announced that he would reward me with a bonus. However, when the end of the month came, and I opened my payslip, I froze. Negative 250 dollars. A negative commission? I actually owed the company 250 dollars? I immediately called the finance department, asking if there was a mistake on my payslip. They replied, "No mistake. This is the cost calculation formula that Mr. Gray personally instructed us to use. He said you'd understand once you saw it." I went straight to Richard for an explanation. He laughed. "The contract that you signed, after factoring in the concessions, upfront resources, and hidden expenses, left the company with a net loss of 150 thousand. Since the loss was due to your personal decisions, you're responsible for five percent. That totals to 7500. "Considering how hard you worked, we deducted it from your base salary first. But your salary wasn't enough, so you still owe the company 250. Don't worry. The company treats its employees well. We'll write that off." Soon after, he awarded 100 thousand dollars to the newly arrived intern. I watched the newcomer, probably connected to Richard, cheerfully treat the entire company to dinner with her bonus, and something inside me just snapped. From that day onward, I did the bare minimum. I clocked in. I clocked out. Nothing more. Later, when a critical project went catastrophically wrong and the company faced a colossal compensation demand, Richard came begging me to fix it. I just smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Gray. I've already resigned. If there are any problems, you can ask the intern who got the 100 thousand dollar bonus to handle it."

(Witchita Series #1) On the evening of Santacruzan, I met Gideon, the consort of my life. Months later, we grew closer to each other, but then... he found out about the bet and we split up. Weeks after our breakup, he confronted and told me, “Panagutan mo ako... Buntis ako," and I was like, “Gago ka ba?” Days after my family revealed our biggest secrets, I made up my list. To do: 1. Get to know more about my family's identity, history, and special ability (especially in dealing with a pregnant male partner!) 2. Master my family's craft — witchcraft. 3. Attend to Deon's needs, assist, and take care of him. 4. Protect and keep him away from his pack for nine months (or else our child's gonna get killed because Deon's a son of an alpha b*tch!) 5. Plan about our child's financial support and our parental setup. 6. Make sure that the whole pregnancy experience will be tolerable for the first-time mommy (or pappy or whatsoever, I don't really know what to call him, geez...) 7. The child should stay with my family after Deon gave birth because he or she belongs to us, to the kind who needs to keep hiding. 8. And the most important thing to do, love my child with all my heart, mind, and Witchita soul. I am Angie Lou Pereira, a Witchita, and this is my guide to successful parenting.