Oh Oh Oh Enak

“Hmm... Rhea, is it? Nice name.” I froze as I heard the husky voice, and I felt tremors running down my spine. I slowly raised my head and met the bluest eyes I had ever seen... Bluer than the ocean… So blue that they seemed to twinkle like twin pools of sapphire. I ran my eyes over his entire figure. He was wearing a suit but didn’t look like the typical businessmen. For one thing, he was not clean shaved, and had a five o’clock shadow on his face. And I couldn’t figure out if his hair was stylishly messed up, or he just didn’t bother to do anything with it at all. Either way, it looked good. Too good! And those lips.. I was brought out of my fantasies when those oh so kissable lips turned up into a smirk. Uh huh! I bit my lips, trying to bring myself out of the lust-filled haze I was falling into. There was just something about him, something so magnetic that I was losing all control of my thoughts. There seemed to be an aura of power and danger surrounding him. If I didn’t know any better, the one word I would say was ‘otherworldly’... but I knew better and just stopped myself in time from uttering the words ‘What are you?’. ------------------- From the day she woke up without memories two years ago, Rhea had always thought she was a normal human girl. What happens when she realises she was never a human, but a goddess? Suddenly her once boring life becomes all too exciting when she finds herself in the middle of Gods, demons, and a mysterious wolf protector. Add a handsome stranger whom she can’t seem to get her mind away from, Rhea is in for a lot more than she bargained for...

"Why did you leave the party in such a hurry earlier?" Ignoring her sarcasm, Kaleb changed the subject. He just had to ask! The audacity he had! Sasha smirked. "Did you want to enjoy seeing the girl you just a few minutes ago making a friendly chat with your girlfriend?" she snapped, her wound reopened. "Oh, so you left because of Claire?" Again, Kaleb's voice was mocking. "No, I left because of me," Sasha recoiled, and it was her stupidity sending him a text. "And what about you and Samson? I see the way he looked at you at the party. He seems to really like you and the both of you seem really familiar with each other. What do I make out of that?" Kaleb sounded different, odd even. —---------- When Kaleb Luthor decides to move back to the town he grew up in, Sasha Sullivan is bombarded with a lot of emotions. This is a guy she has had a crush on for as long as she can remember, and this is her chance to make him see her more than just his sister's best friend. But as she gets closer to Kaleb, Sasha realizes that he's a totally different guy from the one she has built up in her head, but she still can't let him go. A one night stand was all she needed… But she isn't prepared for the consequences that one night could bring…. And what an affair with Kaleb Luthor would do to her friendship with her best friend, Tilly Luthor.

"You are no wife to me, do you get it?" He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble. "I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something! - idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind. All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity. I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze. "Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”. “Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?" "Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife." "Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth. "Why are you smirking at me ?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come. I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’. "Oh, you're about to find out," I said.

Her heart began to beat heavily. She was fascinated by the man. Awareness flooded through her, as did a sudden need to brush her hair. Dammit, why had she put on this stupid bum short and singlet today. She wondered what he would look like with that shirt off. She swallowed and tried to look away. Fantasies like that would get her nowhere. "Hi" he said. And for a few seconds Emma didn't realize he was speaking to her. She blushed when she lifted an eye brow questioningly. "Oh hello" "Urmm...name's Daniel. Nice to meet you" "it's nice to meet you too.. I'm Emma" -------------------------------- Emma Green has totally given up on relationships and happy ever after. Not because she doesn't think it's amazing to have someone, mind you, but because she simply doesn't believe in love. She's been there and done that, and she's not doing it again. But when she meets Daniel Rohan, she starts to think that maybe, just maybe falling in love again might not be all that bad.... -------------------------------- Take control.. Feel the rush... Explore your fantasies Step into stories of provocative romance where sexual fantasies come true. Let your inhibitions run wild.

“A ruthless man he was, wore a halo of insanity. He made death dance on his fingers like a puppet, wings of obsession made him soar high in cruelty. Crumbled to pieces was everything that came his way and he trampled upon beating hearts, but fallen, he was at his girl's mercy who made him feel and cry at fate's cruel play and had him beg for mercy with a single dart.” . . . A two-year relationship was torn apart by a single mistake when Delilah caught her boyfriend to be with another woman. The betrayal pushed them apart and Delilah learned to live without him. But fate played its cards when Delilah was brought back to her ex-boyfriend but this time, at his mercy. Shocked by the revelation that dawned upon her, she now feared him, and the more she tried to get away, the more he was tempted to keep her with him. Never knew fate would make her cry with tears of blood when she learned the cruel side of his ex-boyfriend who wanted to keep her captive. Vicious was his way of loving, after all. . . . “Why are you doing this to me?! What’s wrong I ever did to you!?” “Oh, sweetheart, trust me, you did so wrong by walking into my life. And now, I’m not willing to let you go.”

Amelia, a rich brat from Manila, who was sent to the country side to live with her Aunt as a punishment. She hates the place. It bore her. Then she met Hendrix, a college guy taking up civil engineering. Guwapo, matalino pero mahirap lang ang lalake kaya hindi ito gusto ni Amelia. "Guwapo sana pero poor lang siya. Hindi ko siya type." Pero ang lahat ng sinabi niya ay kinain din niya kalaunan. One day, she found herself admiring this handsome, broke, college guy. Oh no! She can't like him! Ayaw niya sa lalakeng butas-butas ang brief!

"You are a long way from home, little wolf." "Stay back, I am not afraid of you." "Oh but you should be wolf, I can be your worst nightmare." He took a step closer and that was when it hit him, the scent of her blood. Aliyah has passed through three mating seasons but she was still left without a mate. Being the only child of the alpha, everyone was looking forward to who her mate would be as he would be the next alpha of their pack. But she seemed to have let everyone down while the moon goddess has forgotten her. Not wanting to accept her fate, Aliyah sneaks out every night to different packs searching for the wolf worthy enough to be her mate while avoiding their nemesis; The Nightwalkers. Prince Edward suddenly awoke from his slumber to find his mate, but he was not prepared for what was in store for him.

How dare you!!" His stare and cold voice made me step back with fear ,scared of what he will do. "You clumsy woman!! Keep those disgusting hands of yours steady or go die somewhere!! How dare you hurt her!! Do you even know who she is!!" "Alessandro..stop..it's alright.." Andrea pleaded from behind but he continued. "Lowlives like you don't even deserve to step into a place like this, but we were generous to offer you this job..Hell! you can't even walk properly !how come you were hired for this job?" Tears were flowing down my cheeks but he continued . "Alex...please...stop" "No Andrea I will not stop..can't you see what she did.....You are too innocent and generous... you don't know girls like her.....they envy you and when they can't compete against you ,they engage in these dirty tactics .....bloody disgusting people...." I looked up into his . I was never this low. How could he even think I did this deliberately! "Oh my god...your hand..." Andrea said looking at my hand I looked down to see my entire hand turned red with blisters everywhere. I saw my wound and I started feeling the suppressed pain I was controlling. My tears betrayed me because of his words and the pain of my burn. Andrea rushed towards me with a worry. "Maria..bring ..the coolant hurry..we need to call the doctor.." She was something else So pure and caring. My eyes lifted to see Ando His eyes were fixed on my burn but I couldn't tell if he was worried or not. But soon that expression was gone as he turned around and left. I looked at his retreating back wondering ,since when did he become so heartless. Everything is fair in love and war, And this my friends is a war of broken hearts.

Revenge runs in Matteo Dragonetti’s blood. When he storms into Amara Cerulli's wedding, he isn't there to toast her happiness—he’s there for revenge. The ruthless heir to New York’s most feared mafia family, Matteo is out to settle a blood debt that left his mother crippled and his family shattered. His price? The Cerulli princess—stolen straight from the altar. Amara never wanted a life tied to her father’s sins, but Matteo doesn’t care about her innocence. To him, she’s a trophy, a pawn in his deadly game of revenge. Little does he know Amara is no delicate prize. Beneath her blood-stained dress lies a fierce will Matteo didn’t expect—and a fire he can’t resist. But in this twisted war for power, the line between captor and captive blurs, and the most dangerous game of all begins. *** “Your parents are still alive, and I am hoping they try and get you back just so they can see how much I’ve ruined you.” I say, grinning as horror inches into her eyes. “You’re a monster…” she trails off, her blue eyes brimming with unshed tears, and I chuckle darkly. “Oh, you have no fucking idea, Princessa,” I say, then letting her go and watching as she cringes away from me. She sobs silently, still dressed in her blood-stained dress and looking like a vengeful angel. Only I will snuff the light from her eyes; her ruination will be mine to savor. I’ll show him what happens when he f*cks with the Dragonetti family.

My Alpha series book 3 (Standalone) "You tried to fucking kill your own mate! What the hell's wrong with you?" he growled harshly, but I refused to cower as I spoke coldly, masking my fear of him and refusing to let him know how terrified of him I really am. "You killed my brother, brother trumps mate" "Your brother had it coming" he snarled. "That's what you want to believe? Fine. I guess that means I have it coming now too. Go ahead, tear out my heart, it's already dead anyway" I said genuinely, meaning every word because death's rather merciful compared to what he's capable of doing to me as punishment for trying to kill him. There're things a lot worse and scarier than death, believe me I'd know because I've already lived them and I do not wish on experiencing them again especially by him, my mate. My heart's dead but he's the only one capable of bringing it back to life only to obliterate it into pieces. "Oh no, I spent a fortune buying you even though you're not worth a dime. You owe me a lot of money, mate. I'm going to make that dead, cold heart of yours mine and I'm going to enjoy the hell out of shattering it while you're still alive" he promised darkly as his hand tightened around my neck. I couldn't say anything back, I saw the hellfire he plans to burn me in through his eyes and there was nothing I could do or say to save myself from it, from him. "You're my slave now, you do everything I ask you to do without objections or face the consequences of disobeying. Start praying slave, you're going to need it especially if you don't tame that smart mouth of yours"