Naruto Ninjutsu Hand Signs

Dahlia Amelia was a frustrated Aspiring Writer that her work was claim and plagiarized by a well-known Author, Yuki. The One Who Own the Deadly Glance, was hit for almost three months and become the best seller that earn a billion dollar. Several famous entertainment industry offer the publisher to adapt the novel into a film. Even makes Dahlia more frustrated. No one believe that she is the one who wrote it. She was offered to become a script writer instead to her own masterpiece. Drayzen Storm was the only living Dragon shift-shifter for a hundred decades. He was curious how the writer find his identity as the novel used his real name. Reader and viewr was aware that the novel was all imagination made. But Yuki died in hand of Drayzen as the writer of the said Novel. Dahlia was about to witness the devious event, yet she choose to ignore them and even cry at Drayzen how frustrated she is not to fight her right on her own work. Drayzen find out that she was the real writer. After a month Dahlia find out that she was pregnant with Dryzen Child.

Elissa and Carson are happily married until one day she finds him intimate with a woman who she thought was a 'friend'. The pregnancy report from her hand slips to the floor along with her heart that shatters into pieces. The day turns out to be the worst day of her life. Not only did Carson accused her of cheating, announced sudden divorce but also told her to abort the child on his mother's orders. Cradling her broken heart, Elissa somehow manages to escape from the hospital and leaves A city with her brother. Three years later, when she returns back due to work with her boss, she encounters with her past again. Seeing her ex husband with the woman he cheated on her, Elissa's heart aches. However, Elissa isn't the naive, weak woman she once used to be. If someone strikes, she will strike back. With enemies lurking around in plans of destroying her, how will Elissa manage to save herself and her daughter? Moreover, will she forgive Carson for his actions?

I'm writing a sequel for From Hell to Heaven. Standalone Book. It's called LOVE LIKE HEAVEN! Prologue "You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me. "Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him. "Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture. I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist. Smack Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face. I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me. "I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him. Let's see their journey of how Daksh and Divya fall for each other. They are opposite to each other, but attracted by each other like magnets.

I believe it is yours Renee" the way my name rolled off his tongue sent a jolt of pleasure right into my core, causing my legs to squeeze together, but I still couldn’t bring myself to look into his eyes, he extended his hand revealing my lost necklace. "It smells like you." His voice almost breathless. I could feel his chest touch my back. He didn't need to be this close to put a necklace on me. His smell was overpowering me, my legs felt weak causing me to lean into him a little more. “You run really fast; you know?" He said with a laugh, he was so close I could feel his breath fan my ear then I could have sworn he brought his head even closer to the nook of my neck and took a deep breath of my scent. My breath hitched in my lungs, and I squeezed my eyes closed telling myself that this must just be a dream. “There, back where it belongs.” I awkwardly replied. "Thank you, Alpha," I felt like every cell in my body was vibrating. I was becoming very aroused, and it was embarrassing if I barely moved, it might have caused me to moan in pleasure. What would he think of me, being so aroused in his presence.

I don't believe in fairytale. I don't believe in happy endings too. To me, anything that involves freedom is a myth. Love is a strange word, something I sought for ages but only got slapped back in the end by the strong fume of hatred that surrounded me. The only thing that can end this pain is death, mine or my abuser's. And either way, I was prepared. ~Ellen Oliver ~ *** His hand roamed my body possessively, his gaze penetrating me with lust and hunger, his finger finding its way to my core. His voice, gruffly and nasal, filled my ear with a disturbing hunger. "You are mine. Mine alone. Mine to touch, mine to keep, mine to fuck. All of you, Omega. I own all of your goddamn body. You are my pleasure toy..." *** Rejected by her mate and forsaken by her pack, Ellen Oliver endured massive humiliations and tortures because she was believed to be a cursed wolf, and like an icing on the cake of her misery, she happened to be an Omega too. The hell, she was the weakest Omega. After losing her mother due to a forced labour to produce her, Ellen was hated by even her Beta father whom one would have expected to naturally love her. She felt life couldn't get any worse for her, as her survival depended on how well she pleases and entertained her tormentors. But there was a revival.. a revival she never expected nor believed and it came with a change that had her tormentors on their knees, at her feet. ..

Billinaire, playboy, and a supreme poker, Erebus had a perfect life at hand, but his trouble never stops, because the fancy life was just a cover of his true identity -- the Alpha of the City's underground Werewolf kingdom. Knowing full well that Perses -- once his friend, his brother and his beta wanted his life, Erebus went right into another of Perses's death traps, only to came out with a bigger trouble: he mated a little witch.

He smirked, knowing he was on the winning side. "So it's a done deal for three months?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his hand forth for a handshake. I looked at the long fingers and perfectly aligned nails and then at his patient face. Sighing to myself I my own hand into his and ignored the tingles that flowed through every nerve as his fingers curled around my hand and shook it lightly. "Yeah three months." "Goodnight then." He winked, removing his hand from mine and turned to walk away. "Hey wait!" I called out, suddenly remembering something. "You don't have my number." "What makes you think that? I have my ways Smith." And with one last wink I saw him take a turn and disappear from my sight. I let out a long breath, leaning on the nearby wall. Looks like I just made a deal with the Devil. * A sarcastic girl, a cocky guy. Throw in some mystery, murder, filthy jokes, wonderful friends, tons of kisses, secrets, surprises, eye-rolls and a killer on run. And you have got yourself a story never read before. ***So grab a cup of hot chocolate, some chips and a warm blanket and get ready to laugh, cry and bite your lip in anticipation. Enjoy!!

“I don’t think you realize it, but I’m not that kind of girl.”He thought he owned me, but there was no way I would let him see me break.“I bought you… remember?” He replied, the corners of his lips turning up into a smirk.“No, you bought my virginity.”Laughter erupted as his sinister gaze swept over my body. “Isn’t that the same thing?”***Lyla, a university student, falls into financial troubles when returning back to school. In a rush of desperation–and a drunken haze– she signs up to a Sugar babies site in hopes to sell her virginity to the highest bidder. The only problem is when Lyla returns to her senses, she realizes not only was she sold to just any man, she was sold to the Prince of Dubai. A prince with secrets and a hunger for all things dark and dangerous. Will she be able to resist his dark advances? Sold to the Prince of Dubai is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"I was not flawed. your faith was flawed. If You had faith in your heart for me, I wouldn't have to bear all that I did because of you" she said looking towards him who was sobbing Infront of her. "I was very lost and angry at that time. All the evidence was against you and when I saw that condition of my mother, I gone mad." He told her and raised his hand to touch her but she jerked away his hand in anger. "Please believe me.... I really love you" He looked into her eyes with the hope that maybe she might believe his words. "There was a time when I also expected you to believe in me but then you did not believe me and left me alone with my sorrow and pain. Today I will leave you alone with your regrets and sorrows" she said angrily. She left from there. He fell on the floor. ** This is the story of two people who were separated by a misunderstanding although they loved each other so much that even a single second could not be spent without each other. There is a lot of mystery, secrets, misunderstanding and most importantly lack of trust.

Love…. You could lose yourself in it or find yourself. It all depends on you. Jealousy…. It drives one to the edge of madness. It paralyzes the mind, and drains the heart, damaging the soul. It teaches you what it takes to care. That's what their relationship was made up of. His eyes made her shiver with pleasure, it took her to euphoria. That's what she felt whenever she was with him, but not every day was sunshine and rainbows. He made her cry, he made her feel pain. He taught her the real definition of love; pleasure and pain. She liked how cold and rough he could get and he liked how innocent she played. He liked teaching her new things and she liked learning from the best. They'd survive the intoxication of each other. They made it further than they thought they would on the grounds of love, jealousy and pain. "What are you looking at?” he asked looking in the direction she was looking, “So... That's your type, huh?" he whispered in her ear with his hand on her thigh, clearly pissed. Siana moved away slightly from his warm breathe blasting on her face and his hand squeezing her thigh firmly. "Everyone out now!" he shouted then a smile came bursting through it all. She was alone shaking with fear and anxiety. She knew how he'd get whenever he was displeased, she knew the kind of psycho he was. He pulled her up from the chair and pushed her up against the wall, her hands enfolded in his and her breath breaking. He looked down then back up at her with a tiring look on his face and sighed "You know you really drive me crazy." his lips hovering over hers.