Pick Me Lirik

At our daughter’s three-month milestone party, my husband Garrett’s so-called "best friend" publicly humiliated me. “Hey, Vivian. I heard you're a little loose down there after popping out the kid.” "If it's that bad, you better get some tightening surgery quick—don't wanna mess up your marriage vibes!" Garrett shot her a playful glare and snapped, "Knock it off, Scarlett! You can't just say whatever pops into your head." Then he turned to me with a breezy shrug. "She's just like that—total tomboy. We grew up together; she means no harm." Scarlett shook her half-exposed breast and pouted, "Oh, come on, don't take it personally, Vivian. Honestly, I'm kind of jealous of you." "See, my problem is the opposite. I'm way too tight—hurts like hell during my period. No clue who's gonna get lucky with this later." Then she cut her eyes toward Garrett with a playful wink. " Oh right, you've tried it before, haven't you?" The room went dead silent. Every pair of eyes drifted toward me, barely concealing their curiosity. I smiled, set down my wine glass, and looked at Scarlett with fake concern. "That's strange. I don't remember making it that tight when I did your surgery."

I was out for a long time. My eyes could not adjust easily and I felt a lot of pain throughout my whole body. I didn't know what was happening but surely I was somewhere in the dark. "That's ok, now sleep. Tomorrow you will feel better," someone woman voice said. Then I heard another male voice saying, "what has gotten into you? Now we are in deep shit." I couldn't listen to the conversation any longer as I have lost conciousness again. I groaned in agony as I felt myself waking again. I opened my eyes slowly but I could only see blurred. I noticed I had better sense of smell and I could hear better too. What's going on?I could hear a conversation that was outside the room I was locked in. "Please, do not tell anyone. It must have been the haze. It felt stronger then usual this time and I couldn't hold myself any longer. He was way too hot and I felt an unusual feeling like I was out of control." That was definitely Mei, but whom was she talking to? Also, what the hell is she? I couldn't forget last night's images. Fangs, shadows, and, blue eyes glowing at me, no, but then the second time they looked Red. Yes. I remember that. I was not going crazy.

“Maverick, you never loved me all these years, did you?” “Be good. You're just a substitute.” ___  Never did Valencia expect that what her crush thought of her was a substitute for another woman.  And never did she expect that the asshole would break the news to her after she gave herself to him a night before their wedding.  Unable to take in the heartbreak, Valencia fled on her wedding day.  Fast-forward to five years later; Valencia is now the anonymous owner of a company and the diligent mother of smart-ass quadruplets who think mom is the best and shouldn't be stressed. And the most important thing: Mom needs a capable boyfriend.  Someone dared to attack their mommy? Mom will face-slap, and if Mom can't, Quadruplet will!   A certain shameless man: ‘Darling, relax; I'll properly beat them up for you. After the beating, what do you think we should have next—a triplet or a sextuplet?’ Valencia: “….” Smartass quadruplets: Didn't you consider Mom to be a substitute? Scram. We don't recognize you!

The only way to earn the forgiveness of her pack after a grave mistake in her past, Zenith has to marry the Beta of Elvader pack but what happens when she realizes that her mate is the Alpha of that same pack who is only interested in flings. Will she use or head or follow her heart?

"To my husband, I was a debt to be paid. To his mother, I was a womb to be poisoned. But to his father... I am a Queen." Veronica Marquez was the perfect, unused wife—until her husband auctioned her off to the highest bidder to cover his debt. She expected a monster. Instead, she got Maxwell Romanov. Maxwell is cold, scarred, and obsessed. He didn’t just buy her body; he bought her soul to weaponize it against the family that betrayed them both. But as he trains her to be his Queen, a dark secret emerges: Maxwell isn't a stranger. He’s the dead father Thaddeus and Meredith tried to kill years ago. As vengeance twists into desire and power becomes intoxicating, one question lingers beneath the crown she wears—did she become his Queen because he believed in her strength… or was she nothing more than a carefully chosen pawn in a father’s revenge against his own blood?

Kim has Genophobia, and that's why she can't be in a relationship for too long. Meanwhile, her family wanted her to get married soon. Same with Kim, Ronald J. Gavel was also ordered by his grandpa to get married as soon as possible, or he would be betrothed to the woman of his grandpa's choice. Kim is Ronald's employee at JG. Company, but they live in opposite apartment units. When he finds out that Kim is in the same boat as him, Ronald offers her a contract marriage.

Nyx is a dangerous and sexy femme fatale, trained from childhood by a ruthless alpha who turned her into a weapon; to seduce and kill. She follows orders without question, especially when he promises her the one thing she’s always wanted: to be reunited with her mother. When her master sends her on a last mission to kill Kael, Blackwood, the alpha of a rival pack, she accepts without question. But nothing could prepare her for what happens next. After tracking Kael to a smoky bar on the edge of pack territory exactly as planned, Nyx finds him seated alone, dark hair, golden eyes with alpha energy. She seduces him but just as she’s about to strike, the door slams open, and in walks another man with the same face, dark hair, and golden eyes. Nyx realizes too late that her target was a twin and she’d seduced the wrong twin. Now she’s caught between the man she was sent to kill and the brother who already wants her. And neither is letting her go. Kael is her mate; dominant, brooding, and impossible to resist. Rowan is cold, dangerous, and magnetic. And then there’s Zane, the third brother; wild, seductive, and tempting in all the wrong ways. Surrounded by three powerful alpha brothers who want her in different ways. Trapped in a tangled web of lies, desire, and fate, her deadly mission goes out of control. Now she must seduce her way through secrets, betrayal, and burning passion. Every touch with the brothers pulls her deeper into their world. With the mate bond growing stronger and her mother’s life hanging in the balance, Nyx faces a deadly choice; betray the men fate chose for her or lose the only true family she has left.

Evelyn Hart, a human woman living a quiet life near the forests outside town, has always felt an inexplicable pull toward the wilderness — a tug deep within her that she can’t explain. Running away from a wedding she never wanted, she flees into the woods Everything changes when a rogue wolf pack attacks her. She’s saved by Kael Thorne, a brooding, powerful Alpha whose entire presence radiates danger, control, and a strange protectiveness she can’t make sense of. Kael immediately senses something unusual about her: Evelyn smells faintly like wolf… but she isn’t one. Unable to walk away, he takes her to a hidden cabin in the forest. As danger closes in around her, Evelyn feels drawn to him with a heat she’s never known. Their chemistry grows into something fierce, magnetic, and undeniably forbidden. But Kael is carrying secrets too. He’s been tracking disturbances along the border — disturbances pointing toward a terrifying truth: Evelyn may be the key to a long-buried bloodline tied to the rogue uprising. And she might not be human at all. Now strangers, enemies, and hidden packs are hunting her — and while Kael is determined to protect her, a darker question looms: Is he protecting her from them… or protecting the world from what she’s becoming?

( Dark Romance 18 + ) "You loved to get hard right! Is it only by me or do you have desire to get by some random."- He husked in a seductive tone. Your heart squeezed inside your chest hearing his venomous words. A tear escaped from your eye. He bought his finger and wipeed the escaped tear from your eye. "Why don't you want? So you want only my d** inside you. Yea!! That is why you are only mine, mine to have, mine to Fu**.Right?”- His grips around your waist become tight earning a small gasp. "Why are you wasting your precious tears like this when you know how much you need for the next hour."- His voice resonated. She looked at him with empty eyes; some time it amazed her that at what extents can someone hates other. Again another tear rolled down from her green eyes, his each word breaking her heart into million pieces. "You know right? I have never disappointed you while we are in my room; I have tried in every possible way to satisfy you on my bed and besides I gave you my words that…” He thrusted his face closer to me, and gritted his teeth, “…I will make your life a living hell.” Tears were streaming from her eyes. Her heart , her soul, her body he tainted everything with no shame no regret. This was the life she was living for the past two years only to hope that one day everything will be alright, but that day never come and now she had doubt will it ever be. Without another word he lifted her in his strong arms and his dark blue eyes seemed to penetrate the very depths of her soul. “So let's get you in my room, hmm.”

Before the contract was even signed, the client's representative casually said he was craving pancakes with maple syrup. I didn't hesitate. I texted my fiancé, Nigel Cross, and asked him to stand in line and grab some. He came back with the box, all proud of himself. The client took one bite, and within seconds, his face went red. Hives bloomed across his neck. He shot to his feet, furious, and called the whole deal off on the spot. Then he turned around and handed the million-dollar order to Olivia Field, the intern who had rushed to grab him allergy meds. Three months of grinding work were gone just like that. I stood there, my throat tight, trying not to fall apart. Nigel squeezed my shoulder, his voice soft as he said, "It was just bad luck. Don't beat yourself up." I nodded weakly, drained of energy. But the second I stepped away, I heard him laughing in the break room with his friend. "That guy's seriously allergic to mango. Good thing I added mango syrup to the pancakes. Olivia's about to score a huge year-end bonus. Enough for a down payment on her new apartment." His friend hesitated. "Melissa hasn't slept in a month over that deal. She was working while she was sick. She needed that money for her mom's surgery—" Nigel waved him off, already annoyed. "She has me. Isn't that enough? Olivia earned this." My hands curled into fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. Bad luck? Yeah, right. Nigel had planned every second of it. And now, he thought he could smooth it over by marrying me someday, toss me a few cheap words, and I would just swallow it. I was done with that disgusting man.