Peyton List Bare Feet

She knew the wedding was inevitable. That’s why she let herself have one last night, one reckless, sinful night with him. Nico Moreti. The man who made her forget the world. It was supposed to be their final goodbye. A stolen moment before she was forced into a marriage she never wanted. But when she walks down the aisle the next day, ready to marry the most feared mafia boss in the country, she looks up and sees him. Her Nico. Standing beside the groom as his son. The realization hits her like a bullet to the chest as his cold, burning gaze strips her bare in front of everyone. She never thought she’d see him again much more him turning out to be her new stepson. She never wanted this marriage. Never wanted to belong to Salvatore Moreti, a man who buries his wives before their bodies go cold. But she’s trapped. And the man she loves? He’s part of the people sharpening the knife. Because Nico won’t forgive nor let her go. And he sure as hell won’t let her forget who touched her first. Now, there’s no way out. Because in this world, love doesn’t save you. It destroys you.

Sam and I have been married for ten years. He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision. The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa. The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?] Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding. When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”

I'm a nationally certified animal trainer running the Lion King, Caesar's final assessment. I've barely stepped into the enclosure corridor when the steel guillotine door slams down behind me. My wife's laughter crackles over the loudspeaker. "Everyone, we're doing the ultimate challenge today! We're locking the so-called number-one animal trainer in the Lion King's enclosure and taking bets on whether he wets himself in ten minutes!" Caesar crouches low and rumbles a warning. I reach for my tranquilizer gun but stop cold. The liquid isn't the right color. In a phony sing-song voice, the veterinarian, Hugh Archer, says, "Lucian, I forgot to mention, I swapped your tranquilizer darts for pepper spray so you won't hurt Caesar by mistake. "You two are so close. Just win him over with love!" I look at Caesar, his eyes bloodshot from the stimulant, and it clicks. Hugh still resents that I stopped him from touching a tiger with his bare hands a few days ago. I tune out the trash blaring over the loudspeaker, pull a remote from my pocket, and hit the button. It's the master switch for the electric fence gates around every predator enclosure in the zoo. If I don't make it out, no one does.

“Agapi (love)” purrs a voice, a rich velvety voice as hot breath hits against my ear, sending shivers down my core making me whimper. “Words Principessa (Princess)” comes another soft yet firm smack to my ass. “Please” I whimper. My need for them growing. “Please what?” asks another. “What is it that you want? Say it Neonata (Baby Girl)” commands the dominating voice in the group. “Take me! I can’t bare it any longer” I cry. Tears threatening to fall from behind the blindfold. “See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” asks one of the voices, as I suddenly hear the smirk behind it. ~~~~~~~~~~ Isabella Moretti has always been a Princess. That is until her father seeks the help from four powerful men. Lucus, Grant, Alex and Tony are these men. Not only are they powerful but also leading men of the Mafia, each dominating within the office, streets, and bedroom. From wanting what they want to sharing just about everything. Wanted by many, Isabella has no choice but to marry not 1 but 4 of these powerful men, each offering pleasure in ways she could only dream of. But with 2 other families after her, can Isabella survive the madness? Or does acknowledging one’s deepest desires prove to be much, forever ruined by these notorious men?

Liam being a popular detective with zero crime reports in the past when he joined as a newbie at the German general TM corporation detective hide. Being the team leader with excellent career and an hour billionaire claimed himself lucky as of his bad luck was that he can't just sleep with those horrible nightmares. Loosing everything was his least thought on his list of life but the horror of his dirty little nightmare was what he was more afraid of. As his first love, Rose being the representative and a perfectionist of designing world class diamonds which has a special SPC Sponsor Profit on behalf of the top seven countries including Germany was being loved by her own and left by her father. Soon to start a family that she dreamt of but the dream was just a dream. At a point she lost everything love to trust as her beloved detective goes to coma for literally six months without giving Rose a hunch of his secret nightmares that he suffered. The fact that he had nightmares which showed the only face of Rose's father and his own mother was a huge shock to take it with the days were counted when Liam took birth as a wild venomous root that grew into a tree and his actions were the very chapter which started with loosing everything when he killed the one he never thought off.

"You are so daring; do you know that? What will I do with you?" He asked, gazing into her sparkling, beautiful eyes. "Permit me to love you, Andy. That's all I want." She answered with so much boldness and honesty that it almost made his stone heart melt. A billionaire who gave up on love even before experiencing it because all that life threw at him were nothing but rejections since birth. Nobody wanted him, and she was a poor and naive girl with family problems weighing her down. She has never been in love, and love is not on her list of priorities. Two extremely different people were brought together by unavoidable circumstances, or perhaps fate. Call it whatever you want. When their worlds collide, their goals get compromised by their undeniable burning desires for each other, and this fire melts down their fears, worries, and beliefs in a blink of an eye. An insecure single father and a naive maid are swimming in the ocean of an unnamed fire that promises to consume them both if they tend to rebel against its power. Call it lust. Call it addiction. Call it obsession. Give it the tag you see as best fitting. But truth be told, theirs is a milestone of a complicated, challenging, but prodigious heart-stirring romance journey like no other.

A 17-year old student, Lizette Kryzion Flores belongs to a rich and well-known family. She's known for being a volleyball player and still on the number one spot on the varsity list for three years. Not until the party happened, his dad witnessed her ugly behavior and attitude. Chaster teachers her a lesson by sending her to Anastasia High where Kryzion's mortal enemy, Avis attends. On her first day, she met Sean Philip Delos Reyes, Avis' first love. A media art club student came from an ordinary family which is her total opposite. Despite her newfound highschool life, there's a lot of adjustment she needs to keep in mind. She met Jerome Sebastian Buenavista, a cold-hearted and snobbed basketball player at Anastasia. When Avis got into an accident and caused her sprain, Anastasia high is in search for a new volleyball captain to compete with Foster University. There, where she finally meets her chance to prove herself, the clash between Sean and Jerome begins. The relationship between these three enabled her to make a decision to go back to Foster. She was pleased to return to her old university to earn her title as Flores Corp's heiress. What will happen when a spoiled brat girl who doesn't know about love finds out that love is mischief? Will she go back or stay?

"And Action!” I slowly lick my lips as I glance across the room at Trevor lying on the bed. His bare chest glows under the spotlights and practically begs to be touched. Can I keep myself under control? What am I thinking? I have to keep myself reined in. I don't want to ruin anything between us. We are good friends and nothing more, but I can't confess to him I've had wet dreams of him almost every night. Tiffany, a struggling up-and-coming actor, finally gets the break she has been wishing for and wins the leading role in a new drama. Her sexy co-star, Trevor, is someone she is familiar with and knows from her initial days of her first drama. They barely had any scenes together during that first drama, but they've developed a friendship and share the same agency and manager. When the fans initially saw them together, they immediately wanted them to be a couple. This new drama provides them exactly that. With her dreams finally coming true, will Tiffany be able to keep her secret hidden? Or will the intimate scenes with her handsome co-star unravel everything she has worked so hard to hide?

I'm betrothed to Hylton Miller from the moment I'm born. For as long as I can remember, he protects and loves me like I'm already his wife. Even if I get a tiny splinter on my hand, he holds it carefully as he gently clips it away. That is, until the young woman his family sponsors offends a client and is about to be sent to Zubania. He drugs me with a glass of wine. When I wake up, I'm in a foreign country and trapped in an illegal factory. Here, I endure inhuman abuse, torment, even humiliation... At my lowest, when despair almost swallows me whole, that sponsored young woman appears before me in a pristine, custom-made white gown. She smiles sweetly and presses the play button on a voice recording. And from the speaker comes the voice I long for every day and night. "It's fine. Alina's the young lady of the Winslet family—they won't do anything to her. But Priscilla? She's different. Worst case, I'll make it up to Alina when she gets back…" In that moment, it feels like someone tears my heart open with their bare hands.

“You dare to think of another man in my presence?” The Alpha growled with a burning desire in his eyes. He glowered at Lavinia whose hands were tied. “What does that man have that I don’t? That filthy vampire, you think he’s going to save you?” His hands ran through her bare skin, sending shivers to her spine. “Please, leave me alone,” Lavinia begged in desperation. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Then be mine, Lavinia.” He leaned closer to her. His breath fanned her face. “I’ll make you the happiest woman alive.” Lavinia shook her head. She pursed her lips while watching the man in front of her. He may be a great man with power but her heart longed for someone else. “No. You’re not him… You’re not Sebastian.” "We had an unspoken deal: He gave me warmth, colors, and lies. In return, he asked for my blood when he's thirsty, my body when he's cold and my heart when he's bored. The funny part is, I still think it's quite a bargain." - Lavinia de Llava