Object 268

*Warning* This book contains explicit content and it's rated 18+. They can be read as standalone as they are all age-gap romances. Hope y'all are ready for a pleasant ride. xoxo. "Oh, please, sir. Please, fuck me!" I screamed in delirium. The heat from him disappeared for a moment, and I was sad and scared. Where did he go? What had I done wrong now? But he returned, sheathed and ready to plunge into me. "Oh, thank God," I said breathlessly. He chuckled a little; slowly he slid in, adjusting me on the sink, aligning me to his dick. Each thrust sent me further into a manic need to come. Perhaps I was screaming, because his hand covered my mouth. For a brief moment, I was frightened. I was panting so hard it blocked my need to breathe, but then his voice was in my ear. "Come for me, bluebird."

Gabrielle met Daniel when They were young she was a lonely girl trying to cope with her new surrounding after her mother died 3 months ago. she met Daniel and fell in love with him. he was an upcoming countryy singer , who came to live with in their farm resort trying to sort the issues with his family back in the US. When he left Gabrielle followed him and they live together Gabrielle being underage kept them from making their union legal. They travel from one musical tour to another in his touring bus make beautiful music. But because of the interference of Daniel's family and his fiance, with the meddling of Gabbi's stepmother and jealous step-sister, they were separated and Gabbi who was six week pregnant, went back to her family. She had gone into deppression when she learned that her baby died at childbirth, she was later able to pick up the pieces of her life and become a successful music artist, with the name Gabbi. Years later, they met again. Dane and Gabrielle still have feelings for one another. But being tied to their individual obligation and trauma, they were hindered from being reunited. Will they ever achieve their happy ever after now, that he is tied down to another woman? He is raising their child that Gabbi believed to have died at childbirth. While vowed to wipe all the memories and pain, and try to moved on from the past.

WARNING: This book contains explicit scenes and very mature content. If you enjoy dark romance with morally grey characters, intense passion and heart-wrenching tension, then, welcome and happy reading! She is in need of a miracle. He is in of need a weapon. The contract was simple. 'You are MINE. Love is FORBIDDEN. Pregnancy is an ABOMINATION.' Yvette Morgan would do anything to save her dying mother. Anything. Even sign her mind, soul and body over to a man she doesn't know. Knox Luther doesn't do feelings. He does strategy. And Yvette— desperate, fierce and unknowingly irresistible, is the perfect instrument for burning his father's world to the ground. The arrangement is never supposed to feel like anything until fire strikes the ice. Whose walls will crack first, and whose will crumble the hardest?"

Solana Brace disappeared five years ago, pregnant and heartbroken after overhearing her contract husband planning their divorce. She built a new life in Portland, raised their daughter alone, and convinced herself she was better off. Then Braun Julie walked back into her world after five years. The Alpha she ran from now knows about Luna, and he's not the cold, distant man she remembered. He claims he never wanted the divorce, that she misunderstood everything. But Solana's learned not to trust easily. Braun says he wants his family back. The problem is, Solana's not sure she can survive losing him twice. .And someone out there is making sure she won't get the chance to find out.

I'm about to marry Andre Lawson, a Waller Street tycoon, while my boyfriend of ten years, a blue-blooded attorney, still has no idea. His first love returns from Galoria, and now his phone floods with intimate photos of the two of them reliving their Lierre League alma mater days. On Valentine's Day, he reserves a private room at one of Zradstin's top Talision restaurants and orders a mango-nut cake, completely forgetting I'm allergic to both. We end up in a full-on whipped cream fight before he recalls my allergy. When the doctor arrives, I'm the one signing the emergency paperwork alone. That's also the moment I agree to the marriage my family arranges.

A gorgeous new lawyer named Charlotte Lowell joins our law firm and claims she has been reborn. One day, a publicly listed company offers us a massive ten-million-dollar case. Charlotte warns our boss, Levi Howard, that the company has major issues. If we accept the case, we'll lose in court and be hit with a huge payout. Levi isn't sure if she's bluffing, but in the end, he listens and passes. The next day, that very company collapses. And the rival firm that took the case is hit with a compensation claim worth tens of millions of dollars. To celebrate dodging the bullet, Levi asks me to book a restaurant. But Charlotte immediately tells him not to go to that restaurant because that place is about to have a gas explosion. Hours later, the restaurant blows up just as she mentioned. News of it hits the trending list. After those two incidents, Levi is all-in on believing Charlotte's claim of having been reborn. In order to keep Charlotte, he gives her the executive position that was initially promised to me. When I hand in my resignation, Charlotte urges Levi to stop me. "If Yelena jumps to another firm, she'll use the resources she gained here to crush us. A year from now, we won't even have a firm left." Upon hearing Charlotte's words, my boyfriend and colleague, Finley Smith, steps forward to back her up. "Charlotte's right. I saw a job offer from Vera Legal in Yelena's email. She's really petty. If she joins Vera Legal, we'll surely face her revenge." Levi believes them and rejects my resignation. I file for labor arbitration, but it's no use. In the end, I'm demoted to a janitor at the firm. Driven by resentment, I fall into depression and end up hanging myself at the entrance of the firm. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back to the day Charlotte claims she has been reborn.

This book is set in the same universe as the Vampire's rejected wolf. "What the hell are you doing here, Luke?" Raina asked with a straight face. Luke gave her a smile and asked, "Is this the way to talk to your savior?" Luke paused before he smirked and said, "And your mate?" "The mate that you rejected and never wanted." Luke laughed and said, "Oh, I changed my mind." he said as he suddenly grabbed her hand and pinned her against the wall, which made her eyes widen. "What the hell, Luke?" "I want you back." "No, you can't have me back." "Oh, honey, I thought you knew that I always get what I want." Raina glared at him. "I am not an object that you can obtain!" "You are not an object; you are my heart, and I want it back." ~~

Kelsi Itohan, a sixteen years old highschool girl just wants to attend lectures, get good grades and stay out of trouble, everything was going smoothly for beautiful Kelsi until the object of her wayward emotions and the real trouble came into the school turning everything and everyone upside down.

"To be the object of someone's obsession is horrible." -Tippi Hidren Christmas Antebellum found her way out to the man who is obsessed on her. She found herself at Florida and start over her life, working as laundry girl at her aunt Lorie's Laundry Shop. There she met Duke Grey, a business man o

Shock, cold and absolute, rippled through me. My jaw dropped. “Owned? I am not an object! You can’t just—” His dark chuckle cut me off. It was a chilling sound, devoid of warmth. “Oh, but I do, little bird. You became mine the moment your dear brother, Carlos, sold you to clear his debts. Along with almost all the shares in your father’s company.” The air left my lungs in a ragged gasp. What was he talking about? That couldn't be true, yet the look in his eyes said otherwise. He had sold me like an object, like chattel. Rage, raw and unadulterated, surged through me, eclipsing the fear for a fleeting moment. I tried to push past him, to escape and to run anywhere but his hand shot out, grabbing me by the neck, not quite choking but enough to hold me in an iron grip. He pinned me to the wall, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning with an intense possessive fire. “You now belong to Lorenzo Blackwood,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You are mine. To possess. To claim. To own.”