Opisyal Na Wika Ng France

To know is nothing at all; to imagine is everything~ Anatole France Thibault. Who hasn't heard of the name Francis King popularly known as the Death lord of Narlands.His action spoke louder than his words and he spared no chance to his enemies. He was the king of Narlands, who was known to be ruthless. He cared for nobody and was less concern about the welfare of any until she came into his life like a proverbial thief.Ella Fitzgerald is a young beautiful girl who moved all the way to Narlands to work and earn money so as to be able to provide for herself. She had beautiful dreams and believed everything about nature.Being a maid was the last job she'd ever wish for but the income she'd get from it in Narlands was more intruiging than anything.She didn't plan to meet anyone or get involve with anyone but when she met him, Dangers were involve and so were the heart warming kisses.

"If you don't want to be my wife, then be ready to be my mistress. I will bury myself so deep inside you that your screams will echo in this whole mansion till everyone, including you, knows who you belong to." ~~~~~ An accident shattered Alessia Rossi’s life, in ways she never imagined. Just as she starts from scratch, her destroyer returns. Nikolai De Moretti. The Mafia King. Her nightmare. Alessia is his addiction, his obsession, his forbidden fruit. He craves her like a moth to a flame, envious of even the air that touches her. He burns her world to ashes until she has nowhere to run… except into his arms. But Alessia is no longer the naïve girl he destroyed. She returns to him with vengeance burning in her veins. Will she still see Nikolai as an enemy when she discovers the truth, which will break her in ways he never could? When passion ignites, and tempers clash, buried secrets begin to unfold, and the war between Obsession and Revenge begins… ~~~~ Warning: Dark Romance with steamy scenes, 18+ content, slight bdsm, comedy, and lots of love. Move ahead at your own risk.

Sandra was a shy librarian from a very small town, but luck was on her side. She finds love and passion while on holiday in France, but a mob king has other plans for the young lovers.

Nisha Malhan's dream trip to France turned hell when she was kidnapped and sold to the Mafia Lord 'The Demon' Avyaan Rathore. After being sold to him, she thought her life would be easier with the hopes of getting help from him to return to her home, in India. However, her hopes were shattered when Avyaan took her to Belgium from France as he didn't want to risk her escaping. When everything is getting tough for Nisha as there is no hope of returning home and Avyaan can't take the risk to let go of her, the situation keeps moving when Avyaan's continuous approach to reach Nisha's heart brings no results. What will happen between them? Will Avyaan be successful in making Nisha fall for him? Or Nisha will escape from the Mafia's cage. Or will Avyaan lose his patience and Nisha will get to see the real monster he is. Will this tale of Nisha being auctioned can turn into a tale of love?

Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt, and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart. She was betrothed to a guy who was four years older than her but she didn't mind it one bit as it was her mother who arranged it for her and had complete faith in her mother's decision for her. But one day out, caused hell to break loose as she was spotted by the devil himself. He who ruled the underworld like the king. When his eyes landed on the sweet little teenager, he wanted her and all for himself. And what he wants he gets either by hook or crook. For he had already written his name on the innocent Annalise with his lustful eyes.

Destined together before they were even born. Is it possible? Emery France Van Allan, a well-known prince has to marry due to his father's sake. He has been enjoying his life like a commoner, partying and living the life instead of being at the castle, fulfilling his prince's duties. One look at him, no one would have guessed that he's royalty but it's in his blood and his fate. What happens when he's been called by the Queen for his responsibility with Emma, a girl he hardly knows?

I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.

Kashmir is a very beautiful woman but has no idea how beautiful she is and naïve when it comes to men. She has never been in love until she had an accident while on vacation but was helped by a stranger that also took her breath away. She was smitten instantly when her eyes landed on him. The moment Amir set his eyes on Kashmir on the day of the accident, he already knew that he loved her at the first sight. He decided to get to know her upon knowing that they stay in the same hotel but unfortunately, he had no chance to make the first step because she already left and went back to her homeland. What did destiny have in store for Kashmir and Amir? How will their path cross again?

Simoune Andrew Buenaflor is one of the hottest bachelor in town. He is the owner of Buenaflor Group of Companies na tanyag sa buong Pilipinas. Sa edad na trenta ay napalago niya na ang kanilang negosyo na ipinamana sa kanya ng yumao niyang mga magulang. Maituturing na isa siya sa pinakasuwerteng tao sa larangan ng pagnenegosyo subalit pagdating sa larangan ng pag-ibig, tila ba ito'y isang dagok sa kanya ng kapalaran. Tatlo na rin ang naging kasintahan niya ngunit wala ni-isa sa mga ito ang nagtagal. Hanggang sa isang araw ay hindi inaasahang magkatagpo ang landas nila ng isang babaeng may mapait na karanasan sa buhay at kagaya niya ay nakasarado rin ang pintuan ng puso nito. Paano kong ang babaeng ito pala ang itinakda sa kanya ng kapalaran? Magagawa niya pa kaya'ng buksan'g muli ang kanyang puso o hahayaan niya na lang itong manatiling nakapinid at habang buhay na maging sawi?

“Daddy… Fuck me daddy… I know daddy wants my pussy…. Yeah daddy harder… Oh..” I moaned tightly, biting my bottom lips. “So close.” I whispered, twirling my other hand on my breast, pinching and swirling my thumb against my dark buds. It was fucking sweet having pleasuring myself but I wondered what it would actually feel like having daddy’s cock inside of me instead. My eyes had immediately seized upward, and my hues widened with shock, snapping at the sight of my father figure who stood unwavering at the door. My heart skipped a beat that I swallowed harshly having pushed the words out my mouth. “Daddy….” my eyes leaned on him, watching as his dark shadow loomed further inside my room, and he pushed the door closed from behind with my breath which had halted. My leg involuntarily squeezed themselves to together, and another pleasure weaved its way into my body, maybe it was actually due to shock. What was he fucking doing here? “Princess where you fantasizing about me?” *** Roses weren’t red, neither were violent blue to me, all I wanted was pleasure but it all went too far….. The moment I saw how gracious my stepdad appeared, I had made it my mission to seduce him. Unfortunately what I didn’t know was that I was a naïve nineteen years old who was being used. He turned to a monster, and he made it his own life mission to torment my existence.