Morning Woods Artinya

Warning!!!:Mature Content The unfair little mate bond pulls us closer. Wanting to comfort each other. Max purred, unable to resist and I released my own pheromone. It urges us even more and my hands travel to his pants. “Are you sure?” His eyes searches mines I grab his pants and start to unbuckle it, not in the mood to talk. “Clarissa” He places his hands over mines “Let's just give the mate bond what it wants” I moaned out, my pussy soaking wet. He smashed his lips onto mine, the passion burning bright. In the morning we're gonna regret it, but for now, we're gonna enjoy it. Max and Claire have been enemies since childhood; no one knew how it started, nor was it clear who hated who more. When Claire lands a job at the pack’s centre, it's hard not to run into the soon-to-be Alpha. However, faith took a turn, and whether for the worse or best, all lies in both their hands. Will this new opportunity at a fresh start, cause them to drift further apart ( if that's even possible) or draw them closer?. Follow the long-term enemies to see what they'll do. The balls are all on their courts and it is up to them to decide what they want.

Cassandra Morgan thought her exhausting life was finally over. She went to a high end party to celebrate her freedom from her father's debt, but woke up in the next morning in luxurious suite and a handsome man was sleeping soundly. "You." The woman eyed Casandra. “Why are you so pathetic and shameless to bite something that is far from your league.” Cassandra found her phone, the first thing she saw was the text message she received from Rachel. “I sold you off. Sorry.” The man was smiling under the soft and silky duvet. His eyes still closed tight but he heard everything and felt amused by the drama. His back was facing them but his ears were clear as the sky. You awake? fucking asshole?

No!!! This can't be happening... No!!! Tears rolled down my eyes, as I watched her lifeless body on the floor, covered in blood with her cloth torn apart. I fell on my feet as I tried walking toward her. "Mother!!!" I let out a loud cry "It's okay young master," Willow said as he hugged me tightly "We have to leave now, I sense danger" he added Still shocked at my mother's death, willow dragged me out of the room to the stables. He placed his hand on my shoulder and said " You have to be strong, you have to stay alive just as you promised your mother" We have to... "Get behind me," Willow said as if he sensed danger He looked around but didn't see anything. "Hurry, get on the horse now," he said Quickly, I hurried and got on the horse and he joined me on the same horse. Hahhh... We rode off into the woods Suddenly our horse stopped and refused to move any further. It was just turning around. Willow calmed the horse down and came down. "When I say run, you run, understood?" Willow said. Who and what was after them, what's going to happen? Read now to find out.

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

"Good morning, Greg. What would you like for breakfast?" "What? Did you just call me Greg? Are we mates? What gives you the right to call me that? Just because you're my wife? Listen, don't you ever call me Greg." "But... we're... married..." "So what? I only married you because of my grandmother. And let's face it, we're not on the same level, whether it's age, class, or status. You're just an eighteen-year-old country girl." "I'm 26, and you're only 18. An eight-year age gap isn't a joke. Just because we're married doesn't mean you can call me by my name. Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?" "How should I address you then?" "Just call me sir. I don't ever want to hear 'Greg' from your mouth again," I said sternly "The Billionaire's Country Girl Bride" is an engaging novel about the marriage between Greg, a rich businessman, and Sophie, a young country girl. Greg insists on being called "sir" by Sophie due to their age gap, and sets strict rules that keep them apart. As Greg brings other women home and ignores Sophie's feelings, she finds support in her university roommate, Diana. The story follows Sophie's journey as she learns to stand up for herself and find her own strength. With Diana's help, Sophie discovers the power of love and resilience.

"What's your name?" He asked, making the managers go shut at once. They followed his gaze and it landed on Mallory. Mallory felt her soul being pierced. Did he just ask for her name? Her Wilder didn't even know her name? "Uh... her name is..." "Let her speak for herself, Arlo" Wilder raised his hand at his cousin who zipped up at once. Then, reluctantly, Mallory muttered: "I'm Mallory Harrington." Wilder said nothing, his gaze on her unreadable. Then, she asked. "Don't you... remember me?" "Am I... supposed to know you?" Wilder asked with an unfeigned doubt. This broke Mallory even more. How can her Wilder not recognize her? Her next breath came raggedly, she had to drop her teary gaze to the floor. "How can you not remember me?" She winced. "We were..." ********** What happens when Mallory goes to work one morning and discovers the new CEO who was the heir to the richest company was her ex-husband who had been missing for seven years? How does she tell him she used to be married to him and had been forced to divorce him when he went missing? How does she tell him she was still very much in love with him and wanted him back in her life, even if there was someone else? How does she tell him she had twins at home that looked like him? How does she tell him any of this when he couldn't recognize her and acted very cold towards her? What happened to her Wilder?

Velaria is a young woman with a lineage she has no idea about. Abandoned in the woods as an infant and adopted by a loving family. She grew into a beautiful, intelligent, young woman, who never found interest in relationships. Living an amazing life in New York City. Her high intellect and academic excellence opened many doors for her in high-ranking companies. Little did she know what the universe has in store. Her business has caught the attention of another high-profile company. "Salkton Industries” a multinational communications agency is interested in partnering with her. What happens when the owner of this company meets Velaria and declares her his? What will happen to this strong-willed and independent woman when she comes face to face with Alpha Shaemus. Will she succumb to the mate bond? will she try to escape her destiny? Or will their chance meeting uncover the mystery of her existence, unraveling truths that are lurking in the dark? waiting to be found?

At her coming-of-age party, Princess Evie discovers that her mate was Alpha Ronan, her family’s long-sworn enemy. Theirs was a generational enmity that started years ago and had always been passed down from one generation to the next. Alpha Ronan was arrogant, possessive, and listened to no one; like he had made an entrance in her coming-of-age party without invitation. To stop the oncoming war between the two clans, she gladly offers to be sent to her mate’s clan as a treaty. However, the mate bond seemed to have very little effect on the ruthless Alpha, who locks her up just to show off his might to her clan. Evie finds a way to make him release her and realize he was not as heartless as she had thought. However, one thing poses a problem. Her mate was a sex addict who would sleep with just any lady who is willing. Jealous, Evie fights the other women for attention and when it doesn’t work, she returns to her clan dejected. However, she doesn’t stay long as soon, she returns to learn the full story of what had turned him to a sex freak. Things were beginning to go smoothly for the both of them, or so Princess Evie thought until one morning, she receives a letter of her parent’s death with all evidence pointing towards her mate that she was beginning to fall in love with. At that point, she is torn about what to do. Will she ignore the hard-core evidence to protect her mate? Will she choose him over her clan? Or will she trust the facts and abandon the life she was beginning to create with him?

On my wedding night, Sean Boswell was with his first love when I suffered a miscarriage as my kidnappers tortured me. I begged endlessly for him to save me, only for him to laugh, "You were just demanding a divorce in the morning, and now you're faking a kidnapping so that I'd come back? Is that the only thing you can do?" Eventually, when I gave up and stopped clinging on being Mrs. Boswell, he chased me to the airport, pleading with a crack in his voice, "Just stay, Anna. Let's make things how it used to be."

He wanted her and she wanted him. But they were not fated to be. So did they think until the spell landed and he was stolen from her. He hurt her and drew out her essence. He was covered in her fragrance and he realized her scent was meant for him but it was too late. She was the savior of a world gone mad. She was chosen to save the world but she needed to be saved. Pearl Shelby is a half-blood Vampire but her necklace hid her identity. Her destiny began when her step-mother dropped her at Hopkins Citadel to get rid of her. Hopkins Citadel is a supernatural school in the woods where humans are treated as outcasts. It turns out that Pearl holds a mystery that all supernatural beings are dying to possess. Will she be safe? Who will keep her safe?