Perfume Patrick Suskind

My blood runs cold as he pulls me closer to him, "A fucken restraining order Shey!" he says through gritted teeth as his hold on me becomes harder. I try to pull myself out of his grip but I am pushed up against a wall, with his body pinning me beneath his. His hot breath on my neck as he inhales my perfume, he is holding my one hand behind my back as he tries to undress me with the other. "How will you ever learn Shey? You. Are. Mine!" I let out a whimper but his grip only got tighter. He pulls me away from the wall only to push my back against the wall, my cries for help being muffled by his harsh kiss as he pulls down my top and fondles my right . I move harshly under his grip as I try to come free but he only backs away and punches me in the face causing my body to be thrown to the floor. I hit the ground hard as I felt my body ache and tears start to fall, "Help!" I cry out "Can someone please help me!" I yell. I am then picked up by Bruno and thrown into the wall again, my cries becoming more agonising, "You are going to wish you never left me !"

He gently laid her on the bed, taking in the sight of her beauty. The glow on her face, the innocence of her eyes, and the scent of her perfume made him feel like the luckiest man in the world. He leaned down and kissed her lips softly, before deepening the kiss and letting his hands roam her body. "Tell me what you are planning to steal next; from now on, I will buy them in large quantities." He whispered seductively into her ears. ********* Despite his immense wealth and successes, Gerald is discontent with his life until he meets Hazel. Drawn to her intriguing and impulsive nature, Gerald findshimself falling head over heels for the enigmatic Kleptomaniac. However, their starkly different worlds are bound to collide as Gerald grapples with the reality of Hazel's tendency to steal and the consequences that come with it. As theirhimself falling for her, even though she has a secret - she's a kleptomaniac. As they navigate the challenges of their unconventional relationship, Gerald must come to terms with how his love for Hazel clashes with his structured, ordered lifestyle. Meanwhile, Hazel grapples with her own guilt and the fear of losing the man she's come to love so deeply. Can their love survive their differences, or will Hazel's compulsions tear them apart? In this captivating novel, MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION, explores the complexities of love, wealth, and identity in a gripping story that will leave you breathless until the very end.

Book 1 : Mated To The Gay Alpha: Four To Tangle. Book2 : Four Can Play A Game. ''You smell different today,'' She said, as she nervously bites her lower lip. '' I got a new perfume,'' He lied confidently, hiding the nervousness in his voice. ''But…'' She tried speaking, but he pulled her closer by the waist and sealed his lips with hers, preventing her from asking further questions. In a world where werewolves, vampires, and hybrids are supernatural beings, humans are regarded as lesser beings, unworthy of being a mate with any of the supernatural beings. Catherine, a normal human, visited one of the biggest packs in California to see her sick Aunt who was a werewolf, But she had no idea she would become a second mate to one of the alphas who was a gay and also had a mate. Alpha Darwin and Alpha Darin are identical twins. Only their voice, which they can easily change, can be used to identify them. The two alphas shared and loved one mate, a young man, their beta's nephew. During the eclipse of the moon, the moon goddess gifted alpha Darwin a second mate who was a woman and not just a woman but a human. Alpha Darwin rejected her the first day he met her because she was a lady and not just a lady, but a human. Things became hot and complicated when alpha Darin decided to play a mischievous plan on his twin brother's second mate.

My husband's protégé boasted she could disarm bombs blindfolded, relying on her so-called intuition. Her reckless misjudgment triggered a bomb's secondary detonation sequence, endangering an entire building. I intervened, using the dangerous liquid nitrogen condensation method to save the day. As a result, Rita Smith was removed from frontline duties and placed under investigation. Patrick Munoz tried to defend her, but I stopped him cold. "If you back her now, you won't just fail to save her. You'll be dragged down with her." Crushed by the pressure, Rita staged an accident that killed her, leaving a letter blaming him for abandoning her in her hour of need. He said nothing, only preserving her letter in his study. Years later, he became a nationally renowned bomb disposal expert. During a terrorist attack, I was strapped to a timed explosive. He arrived to defuse it but repeated Rita's fatal mistake. As the timer ticked down, he gave a bitter laugh. "Rita was just nervous back then. If I'd supported her, she'd be a hero today." The bomb detonated, leaving nothing of me behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the point when he tried to defend Rita. He didn't know that the building housed the nation's top-secret core server.

Fierce is very smart and independent on her own as a child. She is proud of being Fuentebella and will never settle for anything less until her delicate heart's like the adopted boy of the Fuentebella, Lief Patrick Trevor, the green-eyed handsome boy. Mula sapol alam na ni Fierce at Leif ang naramdaman nila sa isa't isa kaya buong akala nila ay sila ang nakatadhana hanggang sa isang gabing kalasingan ay nagising si Lief with Skyee, ang pinsan ni Fierce, ang kanyang adopted sister na harapang inamin na gusto siya hanggang sa nagbuntis ito. Leif choose responsibility over his greatest love for Fierce, so he choose Skyee over Fierce and the latter walked out the door with her heads up high claiming...She is Fierce Valentine Fuentebella, and she will never be an option, she will never beg for love nor cried for it because only the man who truly loves her deserves her. After seventeen long years since Fierce made her graceful exit into Lief and Skyee's life, their path crossed again. This time, Fierce wants to measure if through the years her love for him dies... or just sleeping and waiting for the perfect timing. But this time is desperate and will do anything to get the father of her children back if it means she'll have to forget that she is Fierce Valentine Fuentebella, with no pride but just a woman who falls in love.

Two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I was going to surprise my husband, Vince, the Moretti family heir. Instead, the surprise was on me. A pair of black lace panties—not mine—left in his car. The air reeked of cheap perfume and betrayal. I stormed his casino, demanding answers. But I found her in his private suite. Sophia. She smirked, looking me up and down. “You must be the wife. I’ve seen your picture on the nightstand. Vince says you’re a boring little nun. Says he can’t even get hard looking at you.” I snapped. My hand shaking, I hurled a glass of red wine in her face. She shrieked, stumbled back, and crashed into a glass cabinet. Blood bloomed across the carpet. Vince burst in and slapped me so hard I hit the floor. "Are you insane?! She's carrying my heir!" My heart shattered. As I fell, a darker pool of blood spread beneath me. Our baby. I was miscarrying. And when forced to choose between his wife and his whore, Vince chose her. He forgot who put him on his throne. I’m not some trophy wife he can discard. I am a DeLuca. A princess of the underworld. So for revenge, I married his worst enemy, Dante Costello. And when we burned his empire to the ground, Vince finally broke. He got on his knees and begged me to come back.

Soy Vicky Eaton, una Kindred sin vínculo. Es decir, no tengo una pareja o vínculo de sangre, el único humano del que se puede beber según la ley Kindred.He hecho todo lo posible por cumplir la norma, hasta que me di cuenta de que mi nuevo jefe huele demasiado bien como para resistirme y cumple todos los requisitos para ser mi pareja.Sin embargo, hace tiempo que hice el voto de quedarme sin pareja para toda la eternidad.**Mientras hablaba, me lamió la oreja. Mi corazón volvió a acelerarse. El aroma de su perfume de sangre, mezclado con la fragancia natural de su cuerpo, estimuló cada uno de mis nervios. Me besó el cuello. Gemí contra sus caricias mientras me quitaba la ropa por tercera vez en menos de doce horas.—Hagas lo que hagas... —le dije sin aliento—: No pares. Mis palabras le golpearon con fuerza y sus movimientos se intensificaron. De repente, se separó y giró el cuello hacia mí, revelando su gloriosa piel.Me quedé helada.¿Debía mantenerme fiel a mi pasado o dar un salto de fe y caer en el mundo del Vínculo de Sangre?

Leo Lovera was a capo, and he always thought I was just a housewife who couldn’t survive without him. He brought a woman, Sophia Costa, back to the estate. He dressed her in my silk robes, doused her in my perfume, and then pretended like he was being thoughtful by offering me a bowl of stew with only a few slices of meat. Leo scowled at me and snapped, “Sophia’s kind-hearted. Don’t be ungrateful. If it weren’t for the fact that you have no family, I’d have thrown you into the sea to feed the fish a long time ago.” No family? I laughed. He had no idea I was the daughter of the Orlen Family's Don, a Mafia princess in every sense. To honor a five-year agreement with the Don, I had been living under a hidden identity, keeping all my sharp edges carefully tucked away. He had said that for five years, I had to live as a normal woman and protect the Family’s territory. I couldn't ever truly inherit his empire without doing so. Five years. And today was the last day. Leo had just shattered that agreement with his own hands. In doing so, he freed me. I pulled out the satellite phone and dialed a number. Ten minutes later, the Family’s legal counsel arrived, flanked by men in black suits. They knocked on the door, and Bruce Sinclair bowed to me the moment he stepped inside. “Principessa Anna, the Don has entrusted the estate to you.”

WARNING!!!! MATURE CONTENTS . READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION . Loveth tried to move away but he dragged her closer to him " that perfume cost so much Loveth , I am afraid I am going to ask for a collateral." Nicholas said as he let down her dress revealing her breast before him , Loveth covered her nipple quickly as she held her arms across her breasts shyly,Nicholas turned her around again for inspection and a frown on her face made him halt quickly " I don't have anything to offer you Nicho.. Boss , please let me get out of here , I will accept every punishment you give me tomorrow ." Loveth moaned when he kissed her and grabbed her butt " do you know what I hate the most Loveth ? , I hate to postpone punishment ." Nicholas said has bent his head whispering quietly in her ears " what can I do ?." Loveth asked as she wanted him and required no more urging nor instructions , guided by her need and instincts , she slid her hand sensuously through the dark hairs of his chest , and leaned forward to kiss his hard muscular flesh . Drunk Loveth Raymond kidnapped by a stranger who she realised to be a power driven man obsessed with money and power , she must do all she can to resist his charms and the sexual sparks going off between them. But she must satisfy the commanding and forceful Nicholas Hunter desires . When caught between a rock and a hard place........

In the Santoro family, there was one rule: the heir marries a daughter from another powerful Family. But Alessio Santoro was crazy. He wanted to marry me, a nobody from a flower shop. He knelt in the family chapel for ten days straight. He even took a bullet fired by his own father, the Don. All just to walk away from his title and run away with me. I held him, crying, begging him to stop. He just smiled and kissed my eyes, wiping my tears. "Don't cry, Thea. As long as I can marry you, it's all worth it." In the end, the Santoros relented. But they had one condition: Alessio would still produce the next heir. Just not with me. He had to have a son with Aurelia Rossi. So I endured. I endured listening to them through the wall, night after agonizing night. I endured the smell of her perfume on his skin, the sight of her marks on his neck every time he kissed me. A year later, Aurelia got pregnant. It was a girl. Alessio begged me, his eyes red. "Just a little longer, Thea." So I waited another year. Finally, news came. Aurelia was pregnant with a boy. I thought we could finally leave, finally be free. But then disaster struck. Aurelia’s daughter had a sudden, violent allergic reaction. Everyone blamed me. They threw me in the cellar and left me to die. And Alessio? He believed them. This time, I was the one who gave up. I walked away from everything.