My Clueless First Friend

“Do you want to know how this works?” he whispered.“Yes!” I gasped in response to his tug on my hair. “I want to know.”“Yes, what?” he asked, causing my mind to swirl with the realization of what he was into.“Yes, sir. I can be a good girl.” ****For Becca, going to Miami brought up old childhood memories with her best friend, Tally. She needed the break after a rough year attending Yale and a break-up with her boyfriend, Chad. She didn’t expect for her summer of fun to include sleeping with James, the Italian Stallion–Tally’s father.Knowing it’s wrong, she allows James to pull her into a vortex of pleasure that has her breaching the surface of reality and grasping for survival. Can Becca endure this pleasure without Tally finding out?Or will her secrets cause her world to crash around her?Submitting to My Best Friend’s Dad is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

My husband took our six-year-old daughter on a fishing trip, but when his first love called, he left her alone to answer his phone. With no one watching her, our daughter fell into the sea, and we never recovered her body. Heartbroken, I called him and begged him to return, but his voice was cold as he said, “Cheyenne, today’s Queenie's birthday. Can you stop being such a buzzkill?” When I stumbled back home in despair, I found his first love clinging provocatively to him, a smug smile on her face. “What’s got you so upset, sis-in-law?” she sneered. I let out a cold laugh and flipped the dining table over. “As long as you’re alive, I’ll never be happy.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” Christian said, his voice gruff. I gripped him tighter in my hands, making his eyes roll and pumped him again. “Yes, but it’s too late.” I lowered my mouth onto his hard length. ***** A mixup landed Elisa in best friend’s father’s bed. A widower and billionaire in his late thirties. They vowed to never let it happen again. Except they couldn’t stop. And it easily became a battle between mind, body and heart. After Elisa moves into his house, she realizes her illicit craving is the least of her problems.

“Is this what you want?”. He asked me. And all I could do was stare up at him as I tried to catch my breath. The feel of his hands on me; his touch, it sort to send me to insanity. ~~ Alexa is a timid and emotionally sensitive young waitress who lost her parents of recent. She is coerced by an old and friendly regular at the diner she works in to marry a cold and distant billionaire, his son, Calan; a regal billionaire with the supermodel girlfriend who has to leave his girlfriend and marry a lowly waitress when his dying father requests it of him. She finds herself completely broken by his rejection and heartlessness. However, she begins to find warmth and support with his best friend, Micheal; a professor and president at the university she later begins to attend, he happens to have also been forced into a marriage he had no interest in, she finds herself developing sinful attractions for him. Both men eventually find themselves drawn to her innocence and begin to conflict, what is she to do when she finds herself caught between and attracted to two regal and domineering men? Will she be the cause of conflict between the childhood friends? Will Micheal risk losing not just his best friend but also his wife who would do anything for him?

With a heavy heart, in order to fulfill the wishes of her father who was terminally ill and would not survive long, Clarabelle Aimee decided to join the reality show At the First Time I Meet You in the city where she lived, Sydney. Clarabelle was sure, with the help of love experts, she would find the right man, who would be her life partner. Jordan Gerald, was desperate to join the At the First Time I Meet You event because he wanted to win a bet with his friends. In order to be accepted by the experts, Jordan played a joke about himself in the reality. Meeting for the first time at the altar, Clarabelle was stunned by Jordan. Jordan was fascinated by Clarabelle's beauty. Jordan's sweet attitude during the introduction period in the reality show they participated in, made Clarabelle begin to fall in love with Jordan. Unfortunately, after the event, living a real life, Jordan's cover began to be exposed. Surprise after surprise Clarabelle met and made her heart disappointed again. Stay or separate? Which would Clarabelle and Jordan choose? Was marriage in At the First Time I Meet You just a game?

The Sex Doctor: Bestfriend Crush ( Book 1) This book contains Steamy mature contents, not suitable for Underage. **** Thirty years old straight self-made billionaire playboy Roth Dimitri only has one agenda in life, that is to never fall in love with any woman irrespective of her skin colour, body shape, and never to get married. He love Women, Roth was 100% straight, he is the Sex Doctor of NYC, a pro in the game, endowed in every areas, he love the scream of pleasure from women as he takes them to that secret place, only him is capable of taking them to. But someone is around the corner, watching, wanting, Aroused, panting and lustfully desiring. He wants Roth, he would get Roth, he would taste Roth, he would change Roth. Tristan is ready to risk everything and anything he has to make Roth his, he's ready to risk even the ten years of them being Bestfriend.

Lydia McKenzie used to be just like any other normal, seventeen year high school girl, fretting over what to wear for school, struggling to get good grades and dealing with boy trouble, until one day, a dangerous incident at school and a severe brain injury, made her turn off her emotions completely. Three years later, she’s a complete robot who works with utmost efficiency without showing any emotions. But things start to change when she arrives at Rosewater University for higher studies. David Lyric Donovan is the quintessential bad boy of Rosewater. Be it getting into useless fights, getting arrested for beating someone to an inch of their life or any other crimes around campus, and not to mention going through girls like a person goes through their clothes, he’s done it all. He’s also a professional street fighter. Girls want to ‘fix’ him and guys want to be him. But nothing bothers him as much as the presence of the new girl, Lydia. She’s upfront and outspoken and she does not have the patience to deal with his , and moreover, she gets under his skin without even a slight change in her expression. Who is she and what’s in her past? He’s just as fascinated with her as he is annoyed. Can romance bloom between such a mismatched pair? And will Lydia ever let herself feel again, after what she’d endured?

Sa edad na 35 ay nabiyudo na si Ambrose at naiwan sa kanyang pangangalaga ang limang taong gulang na lalaki at bagong silang na kambal na babae. Mag-isa niyang pinasan ang responsibilidad na palakihin sila. Pagkalipas ng limang taon, lalo niyang nakita ang pangangailangan ng kalinga at pagmamahal ng isang ina sa kanyang mga anak. Sinubukan niyang lihim na makipag-date ngunit walang tumanggap sa kanyang tatlong anak. Hindi nila kayang panindigan ang pagiging instant mommy para sa kanila. Hinanap ng kanyang mga anak sa kung kani-kaninong babae ang pagkukulang na iyon. Hanggang sa malaman niyang nakikipagkita sa isang may edad na babae si Ambrox na halos kamukha ng kanyang ina. Muli niyang nakita si Rose Anne. Nagbalik ang sakit ng nakaraan dulot ng panlilinlang na ginawa ni Roxanne. Hanggang isang gabi, hila-hila ng kambal ang babae papasok ng kanilang gate. "Daddy, I got you a wife. Meet our Mommy!” Kinindatan pa ng mga bata ang kanilang ama. At nagbago ang lahat sa pagdating ni Rose Anne sa kanilang buhay. Magkaroon kaya ng puwang ang pagpapatawad sa pagitan ni Rose Anne at Ambrose? Maging maligaya kaya sila sa pagkakataon ito upang ituloy ang kanilang naudlot na pagmamahalan o maghihiwalay na silang tuluyan sa piling ng kani-kanilang bagong minamahal?

After the big downfall of The Cervantes Group Of Companies, Daniella Vianna ‘Davina’ Cervantes was forced to marry the richest bachelor in Asia, the ruthless Roscoe Davidson. Walang choice si Davina kundi sundin ang utos ng magulang niya. Kahit na ayaw niyang ipakasal— hindi lang ipakasal, kundi’y binenta siya ng sariling magulang para masalba ang kanilang kompanya. Kapatid niya dapat ang ipapakasal kay Roscoe, ngunit dahil mahal ng magulang niya ang nakakatandang kapatid at ayaw nitong masaktan ang kapatid sa kamay ng isang Roscoe Davidson. The ruthless and heartless billionaire that no woman can tame. Siya ang pinakasal sa binata. She wanted to cry during her wedding day because she knew her life would become more miserable with Roscoe. Ngunit hindi. Dahil sa araw ng kasal nila’y hindi niya aakalain na si Roscoe Davidson ay ang lalaking hindi niya makalimutan. Hindi siya makapaniwala. Magulo ang utak at puso ni Davina sa muling pagkikita nila ng lalaking minsan na niyang minahal, ngunit nasira lang. Pero ito siya ngayon, ikakasal na dito. Gusto ba nitong maghiganti sa kanya dahil sa pang-iiwan niya sa binata noon? Lalo na’t sobrang yaman na ito ngayon? Mas lalo siyang natakot lalo na sa mga binitawang salita nito nang makasal na sila. “Finally… you’re mine again, Davina.”

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her baby growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day. Mia, though? She stayed cold, distant. Her warmth only surfaced in the bedroom—and even then, it was a flicker, never a flame. Just soft sighs and breathy murmurs, like she was playing a role she couldn't wait to finish. Afterward, she would quietly check the condom, as if she couldn't trust me. Then came New Year's Eve. A snap. A tear. A broken condom. Her fury struck like a thunderclap. She locked me out on the balcony, left me standing in the freezing rain, soaked to the bone as the wind howled like a wounded beast. Teeth chattering, I shivered as I watched the door like a dog, waiting to be let in. Then I saw him. Our boy, Ethan Bailey. Six years old. My son, at least in name. He came running with an umbrella in his hand. For a second, my heart leapt. 'Maybe, just maybe…' But he didn't even look at me. Just walked past in silence and handed the umbrella to the nanny heading out. Right then and there, something inside me cracked. I knew it was time to go.