Open Board Chapter 71

It's my and my boyfriend's anniversary. I open the glovebox to hide a gift inside as a surprise, but a piece of familiar-looking lingerie falls out. It's torn in a spot; it looks like it went through a rough battle. Before I can process the situation, I crash into a car that suddenly switches lanes in front of me. Right before I black out, I remember where I saw the lingerie. It was a gift from me to my best friend.

Warning: This book is not for the faint of heart as it contains explicit, mature stories meant to tempt, corrupt, and consume you, leaving you craving for more. Sinful Temptations is a wicked collection of short, addictive steamy stories that will make your pulse race as your body aches for more. Sit back, open it, and surrender to each page as your imagination takes you all the way. Once you start, you won’t want to stop, until you’ve given in completely.

Our story begins with Natalie Marshall. A stubborn but sweet seventeen-year-old who is looking for a place to call home, and it ends with her youngest son finding love. Open your hearts and journey along with me as the entire Wilson clan overcome everyday struggles while finding love along the way. Book 1- Saving Natalie Book 2- Saving Dylan Book 3- Repairing Curt Book 4- Colt's redemption Book 5- Ian's guardian Angel.

For her age, Annalia is too skeptical and callous. She indifferently accepted the move from the metropolis to a provincial town on the shores of the open sea. And with the same indifference, she agreed to spend a couple of months in a psychoneurological sanatorium. This is how her meaningless gray days would have passed, if not for new acquaintances from neighboring houses. Having become interested in Leah, they radically change her life and saturate her with all shades of emotions. But is she able to accept all the changes?

To everyone, Maxim and Maxine are two books that seem the opposite. Maxim is an open book, and Maxine is a closed book. Even so, they have a lot in common. Always misunderstood by everyone, also lonely in the crowd. What Maxim is looking for is in Maxine. And vise versa. Yet the world seems reluctant to be kind to let the two meet each other in one sense, to have them together like Alpha and Luna out there. Will love find its way, as most people say?

His goon opened the door. He threw her on the passenger seat and closed the door. She didn't try to open it because his goons were out of the door. There were glaring at her as they'd brutally murder her right now as she earned him a hard slap from him. This is a story about a girl, who has no enemy in her entire life. Still, someone kidnapped her and made his house, her permanent prison.

Curiosity isn't a bad thing... Particularly for two powerful men locked in a silent battle they refuse to acknowledge. When they allow a human to open a mysterious business between their tattoo shop and gym, they soon realize their new tenant plans to help them explore more than just surface-level issues. They're about to learn that desire isn't something you can control... and being stuck in the middle might just be the best place to start becoming more fluid in their beliefs.

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?

WARNING : ADULT CONTENT STARTS IN CHAPTER 17 Jaxon pinned my wrists above my head, his body pressed flush against mine. His lips grazed my ear, hot, teasing. “Say you don’t feel it,” he whispered. A sound escaped me - half moan, half plea - before I shoved him back, trembling. I’d only just won my freedom. So why did every nerve in my body scream to surrender? I broke my bond. I thought I was free. But sweet freedom ended the second four wolves found me. Calder. Maddox. Jaxon. Rafe. My wolf howls for them. My body betrays me. And I don’t know how long I can resist.

“Say you love me,” he growls. “I love you,” I gasp, clutching at him. “Again. Louder.” “I love you, Cole. I love you, I love you.” My husband smirks like he’s claimed a victory. His hand grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open, kissing me so deep I can barely breathe. Then his fingers are exploring, working me open, ruthless and skilled, dragging me up fast. My body arches, desperate, already trembling. “Beg me.” His voice is harsh, guttural. “Tell me what I need to hear. Tell me you’ll never leave me. Tell me you’ll always be mine.” “I’ll never leave you,” I sob. “I’ll always love you. Always yours.” *** Then I found out that I’m nothing more than a baby incubator for him. He needs bone marrow for his son with another woman, Jade. She’s my mentor. She’s the woman who held my newborn baby and said, I’m proud of you, you’re going to be an incredible designer and mother. I swear, somehow, I will make them pay.