Mohabbat Dil Pe Dastak Novel Novels & Stories

As I settled onto his lap, the weight of the moment hit me, the delicious rebellion of it all. I leaned forward, pressing my chest into his firm torso, rubbing my breasts against his chest through the thin fabric of my crop top. "Is this the dessert you had in mind?" I teased, my breath coming out hot against his neck. Mr. Gab’s hands came up to rest on my waist, his grip firm and possessive. "Exactly what I was craving," he groaned, his head falling back against the couch as I continued to move against him, making sure he felt every curve David had taken for granted.

She said, "I know." "Ha!" the man exclaimed. He was curious. "Aren't you madly in love with him? You rejected me because of him and blocked my number. You even went as far as to set up a bet to force me out of Seaport. What happened? Did you get dumped?" Sadie replied honestly, "Yes, I did. I was too blind to tell the difference between a man and a bastard." The man was standing in front of French windows, looking out at the view from a random villa in Capitol City. He had a mysterious smile on his face.

Dian POV My hands slid down her arms, caressed her waist and went back up. Yas inhaled sharply as my palm covered her breasts beneath the water. Her head tipped back against my shoulder. "I love this.” she whispered. "That’s the goal.” I smiled against her damp hair and kissed just below her ear. My thumbs found her nipples, brushing over them slowly. She shivered, her whole body tensing. "Sensitive already?" "A little." She smiled softly with her eyes closed.

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

She would be free ( Her thought). The girl left me. I was feeling so pathetic. It could have been the best day only if the person whom I'm marrying loves me. But this monster hates me and I hate him for much fewer hours and I'll be free. When we reached the place. It was beautiful. I entered with Jess by my side. The beautician was standing near the stage and all the seats were empty with no guests. And I paled. Few boys in tux were standing near the stage. One was looking quite familiar. And all of them were handsome.

she said, almost in a whisper, while stretching her arms out. Tristan glances at her and his expression turns sour. Whenever he recalls that she’s been with different men, he feels disgusted. However, he can’t resist the temptation. When he first saw her, he knew he must have her. The young De Clarion had her checked anyway and she is free from any communicable disease, she is safe. Tristan De Clarion had been deprived of any sexual activity in the past two weeks and his stress had piled up ever since that chaotic wedding. He came across Agnes at Eden Bar and she happened to walk into his trap. He invited her to dinner and she readily agreed.

It did not look like the room a girl like Madeline would live in. she shrugged, then walked to the bedside table and placed the Pad on it. She turned to leave when the bathroom suddenly opened. A gorgeous Man walked over in just a towel wound around his waist. She looked at him and gasped, in a split second she was pinned to the wall next to her with a hand firmly over her mouth. "Who are you? Are you a new maid?" The deep voice floated into her ears turning the tip red due to embarrassment. "Did you plan to tempt me, with the clothes you are wearing?" He suddenly said as his eyes lowered to her bare shoulders. He caught a glimpse of her cleavage and his eyes turned darker. His hands fell to

Rebecca concluded her story. By the time Rebecca finished her story, Rachel's eyes were already glittering with tears as she was crying, although it had never occurred to her that her mother was working for the organization, what pained her most was the pain her mother had passed through in the hands of the organization, they had killed her husband, depriving her of her love, even her mother did not know why they were pursued nor did she know why her husband was murdered, she did not feel any hatred towards her parents, rather her love for them grew, as she knew of the hardship her mother had gone through.

She's new to New York and doesn't knows anyone in this new city. Despite her complications with her family she always manages to smile and spread happiness wherever she goes. She was living an ordinary life until she met Aldrik Kingsley and discovered the world she had never imagined. Join them to know their story of FATED LOVE.