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Laura and Caleb were best friends when they were little, even if they didn't belong to the same pack. Inseparable. Always together. That changed during their teenage years. The two grew apart: Caleb grew popular, and Laura became a loner. Her early adolescent years were spent hoping Caleb would return to her, but Caleb's family moved away from their hometown without a word. Seven years later, Laura escapes from her arranged marriage, and the person she calls when she is drunk and crying is Caleb. Big mistake. Instead of rekindling what they once had, Caleb decides to kidnap Laura and make her his luna—without her permission! But Caleb is wrong if he thinks Laura will be an easy conquest. She is too proud to fall for the charming face belonging to alpha Caleb! And if she marries him, it sure doesn't mean she loves him... Right?

Ferrah's father trusted in his ways of thinking that everyone is deserving of a second chance and made the biggest mistake of his life by believing so. When an alpha of a newly formend pack of banned, rogues and runaways enters her fathers territory asking for permission to pass through, she losses every thing and eveyone she knows and loves, making her the alpha luna of her small pack of seven unmated women. Shiftless and held prisoner to the ruthless alpha Banner she's forced to become his special maid and punching bag. Carter is a newly ascended alpha and has already proven himself worthy of the title his father passed down to him. Carters views on the slotter of one of his allied packs he learned the valued lesson of keeping your friends close but your enemies closer and takes and invitation to make a trades deal with the alpha known as Banner Daniels. what he finds when he arrives is more then expected to find.

He’s my dad’s best friend. Twice my age and Off-limits in every possible way. But when I walked into his mansion at midnight, dressed to tease, I knew I wouldn’t leave untouched. Veeraj Kapoor doesn’t play nice. He’s ruthless, dominant, and filthy with his words. One night, he ruined my virginity and now, he makes me count every thrust, beg for permission to come, and thank him for using me. I should hate it, I should run. Instead, I spread my legs wider. Because the truth is.. I love the way he degrades me. I crave the way he owns me and I know this isn’t just lust-this is obsession. But how long before my father finds out his best friend is turning me into a desperate little slut behind closed doors?

Diana Miller's life changed dramatically the night she found her boyfriend with one of her co-workers. A year of relationship and the possibility of starting a home had gone down the drain that very day. Her family, scandalized by her decision to break off her engagement, turn their backs on her when she needed them the most. However, a wild night of alcohol, passion, and lust with a man she has always wanted will turn her life upside down. All rights reserved under Registration Code: 1902149948993 Reproduction of this work in whole or in part by any means or process, including reprography, computer processing, and distribution of copies by rental or public lending. It is strictly prohibited without the written permission of the copyright holders, subject to the penalties established by law. You may not make adaptations of this story. Infringement of these rights carries legal penalties and may constitute an intellectual property crime.

She doesn't understand why she and her eleven younger sisters were cursed to dance each night for the Underground King. But when her mother's diary is found, a few things fall into place. He is surprised when the king offers half his kingdom to the man that can solve the curse. What kind of father does that? But as they come together to solve the curse, they fall in love and fall fast. Leading to the question, can they solve the curse before it is too late, or will he lose her forever?

"I am not used to losing. Never had," he uttered, glaring at her reddish face that was wet with tears. "But, if by any slight mistake, someone dared to even touch a single hair on your head without my permission, I would lose." His intense gaze became deep. "And when I lose," moving closer until she was just a breath away from him, he ended, "my loss is another's invitation of death." Her eyes got bigger and wider. "I will burn this very fucking city down if I have to." She backed herself feeling totally empty to think of anything. In the middle of everything happening, her wound was torn open. The same wound which was caused by him only a week ago. "And I mean every word I say." His warmth-radiating fingers on her jaws burnt her skin. WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.

Isabelle Dempsey, an up-and-coming chef, decides to leave Miami to spend a season with friends Zachary and Gwendolyn Monaghan in Alaska. What she didn't expect was to end up stranded at the North Pole in a race to prepare the perfect Christmas alongside Gustaf Bergqvist, the charming cook at her friends' inn. Follow this romantic story in a place where days last only four hours, the northern lights dance in the night sky, the Christmas spirit lives on all year round and broken hearts can be healed

“I always had three golden rules: don’t kill unless it’s necessary, don’t mess with human trafficking, and never touch my sister.” — Leonard Romano. “I could ask for your permission, but I prefer asking for forgiveness… in hell, where we’ll next meet.” — Alexander Vicetti. “Forbidden never felt this good.” — Hazel Romano. Loyalty has rules. Love breaks them. I was never meant to exist in their world. Kept at arm’s length from crime and bloodshed, labeled too soft for the shadows that ruled my family, I grew up as something sacred among monsters—protected, ignored, untouchable. But darkness does not respect boundaries. It whispered promises of freedom, danger, and devotion—everything I had been denied. And at the center of it all stood him. The one man I was never supposed to want. He was temptation. The sin. And touching him wouldn’t just shatter every rule that kept me safe. It would damn us both.

Good….. I want to see you play with yourself and unless you have my permission, you can't fucking cum" "Yes, Daddy" I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Mark Arthur, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I became Daddy's Little plaything.