Phoebe Patient Com

She tasted like heaven. "Touch me please," she moaned into my ears as I kissed her earlobe. "Patient my sweet," I said to her. "Only good things comes to those who wait." **** Samara. She was not his. Though he had a mate, he still desperately hungered for her. What was in her that drew him? What was it that called him to her? And though he was a man who commanded people and power in abundance, Samara was an existence that he would never understand. **** Michael. He was not hers and he could never be. She was a cursed werewolf, bearing a four century old curse. Why on earth did he want her? He was the supreme Alpha and he had a very beautiful mate. Who was she that he hankered for her? Who was she that he sought her time and time again for his bed? And who was she to be able to resist the charm and elegance that was his?

Exiled from Faerie. Hunted by her own. Torn between fate and freedom. Lena tried to kill her royal fiance and she would’ve succeeded, if not for the magic that branded her a traitor and cast her out of Faerie. Now banished to Earth, she hides in plain sight as a healer at a quiet supernatural clinic, determined to live a low-profile, no-romance life. But when the local wolf pack starts circling, and one rugged, maddeningly patient shifter makes her magic sing, Lena’s vow to stay detached begins to fray. Then she’s taken. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization bent on hybridizing the supernatural factions, Lena is forced to heal their tortured test subjects to keep them alive. One of them, blood tainted and power-warped, calls to her magic just as deeply as the wolf did. And he’s not alone either. His brother, bound to the resistance and searching for his missing twin, shares that same impossible pull. Three mates. One fractured destiny. With enemies on all sides; an unrelenting Order, a Fae court that wants her silenced, and a ticking clock on the lives of those she's sworn to protect; Lena must decide: hide, run... or become the weapon no one saw coming.

I never thought I’d see Connor Rogers again. Not after three years. Naked, straddling him, watching him fall apart under my touch... I leaned down, brushing my lips on his neck, and whispered: "Give me the contract." His blue eyes darkened. And I knew I’d won. I always smiled at him. The curve of my lips? Carefully practiced. Just enough to seduce. Never enough to feel No one knew what hides behind that smile. Not the crash that had killed my mother. Not the baby I had lost at eight months, torn from me in a pool of blood. I didn’t love Connor. Not anymore. Not after everything. But I wanted him to love me. I wanted him to beg for me, to break for me. As for the woman who had hurt me, She would learn what it felt like to lose everything.

“……. it's a shame your actions are as bland as your personality.” He smirked mischievously, “your stubbornness turns me on. Now bring your lips here, let me show you action, Bambina.” "When ER nurse Audrey Romano saves the life of mysterious patient Dante Rossi, she's unknowingly dragged into a world of danger and violence. As their lives become intertwined with each others’, she must find a way to confront the darkness of Dante's past and present and the secrets he's kept hidden in the guise of Amnesia. But as she falls deeper in love with him, the more she uncovers, making her vulnerable to more danger than lurks around them.

Blurb: She signed the divorce papers. He never signed away his obsession. Veronica Stanford was the perfect wife—devoted, patient, and hopelessly in love. But when her billionaire husband, Jason Harper, trades her in for her treacherous best friend, Rhea, Veronica’s world shatters. Broken and betrayed, she drowns her sorrows in a bar, only to be saved by a dangerously alluring stranger with emerald-green eyes and a lethal reputation: Monte "Four" Zagcanni, the ruthless heir to a mafia empire. Four is everything Jason isn’t—dark, dangerous, and devastatingly protective. When Veronica discovers she’s pregnant with Jason’s child, she strikes a deal with Four: a fake marriage to shield her from scandal. But what starts as a cold arrangement ignites into a passion neither can resist. Jason, realizing his mistake too late, wants Veronica back—along with the son he never knew existed. But Four isn’t a man who surrenders what’s his. And Veronica? She’s done being the meek wife. Betrayal runs deep. Revenge burns hotter. As secrets unravel—her father’s bloody past, Rhea’s twisted obsession, and Jason’s deadly lies—Veronica must decide: trust the man who destroyed her once, or surrender to the devil who might destroy her forever. One wants her back. The other wants her forever. And neither plays nice.

She was the good girl, the kind who went to church, held onto hope, and believed love was patient, kind, and safe. He was the golden boy, a charming athlete with a dangerous edge and a past full of secrets. When their worlds collided, it wasn’t gentle. It was wild. All-consuming. Addictive. From the very beginning, he swept her off her feet , with compliments, promises, and intense affection. She fell hard. He changed her, slowly pulling her away from her values, her friends, and herself. But behind the sweet messages and stolen kisses was something darker: cheating, manipulation, and obsession. When she made one mistake, one moment of weakness, he unraveled. Possessive. Cold. Punishing. Their love turned into a battleground of blame, silence, and control. She finally found the strength to walk away. Two months of no contact. Healing. Distance. She went overseas to find space from the chaos. But just as she began to breathe again, he messaged her. They reunited. Briefly. Just long enough for her to realize the truth: he hadn’t changed. But she had. This is the story of a girl who lost herself in someone else’s world, and slowly, powerfully, found her way back. It’s about love bombing, heartbreak, emotional survival, and becoming your own safe place. She meets other men, learns new lessons, and begins to understand that what she really wants isn’t chaos disguised as passion… It’s peace. Wholeness. Companionship built on truth. He was never her forever. But he was the lesson she needed to meet the love she deserved.

BLURB She died pregnant, betrayed by the man she loved. But the Moon goddess gave her another chance Reborn as a werewolf princess, Date must now survive a cruel mate, also on whom her stepmother has forced her to seduce. Now, in a web of three mate, the Aloha Sage, his beta and also her fiance in her past life Reborn as a werewolf princess, Faye must now survive a cruel mate, a jealous lover, and the man who broke her heart—again. But the truth is deeper than anyone knows. She is no ordinary Luna. She is chosen by the Moon. And her love story is far from simple

Not every fantasy is gentle. Not every desire plays by the rules. Some pleasures are dangerous. And these stories? They come with teeth. Behind closed doors and under tight sheets, women surrender to the hunger they’re not supposed to have… and the men who know exactly how to feed it. From a gynecologist who crosses the line with a patient who wants more than a check-up… To a reverend’s wife who falls for a man she sees every Sunday and sins with every chance she gets… To a virgin student who learns her first lesson in the back office of her lecturer… To a nanny who becomes the one thing her boss can’t resist… This isn’t about love. This is about lust… raw and dripping. Forbidden romance. Unholy cravings. So if you’re looking for soft kisses and fairy tale endings… Turn back now. But if you’re ready for something that makes you squirm in your seat… If you want stories you’ll replay in your head long after the last line… Then go ahead. Open the book.

Matapos ng tatlong taong pagiging martir at pagkakakulong sa sagradong kasal ni Alyson Samonte kay Geoffrey Carreon ay tuluyan na itong sumuko sa asawa. Sa kabila ng pagtulong ni Don Gonzalo Carreon na pigilan 'yun ay nangyari pa rin. Muntik na sanang magtagumpay ang Don, kaya lang isang pangyayari ang naganap. Nalagay sa alanganin ang buhay ni Alyson at ng mga batang nasa sinapupunan. Iyon ang naging daan upang tuluyang talikdan ni Alyson si Geoff na akala niya ay pipiliin na siya. Lumabas siya ng bansa. Pilit na bumangon, nangarap at nagsikap sa tulong ni Oliver Gadaza, sa pag-aakalang kaya niyang kalimutan ang dating asawa sa paglipas ng maraming taon. Sa pagbabalik niya ng Pilipinas bilang isa ng matagumpay na CEO ng sarili niyang kumpanya, muli kayang magsanga ang landas nila ni Geoff, ngayong nasa iisang industriya na sila? Ano ang mangyayari sa muli nilang pagkikita lalo pa kapag nalaman ni Geoff na nagkaroon pala sila ng triplets na mga anak ng dati niyang asawa na naging lingid sa kaalaman niya ng apat na taon? "Bakit ganyan ang hitsura mo? Ang payat mo. Pinapabayaan mo ba ang—" "Ano namang pakialam mo sa kung anong hitsura mayroon ako?" Napasuklay na ng buhok si Geoff upang supilin ang awang nadarama. Medyo guilty siya na baka dahil iyon sa annulment nila. "Kailangan kong makialam sa'yo Alyson dahil hindi ka pwedeng mamatay hangga't hindi pa tayo annul. Narinig mo? Ayokong gagamitin mo hanggang kamatayan ang apelyido ko!" "Huwag kang mag-alala, hindi pa ako mamamatay. Ayoko rin namang gamitin ang apelyido mo at ilagay sa magiging lapida ko."

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.