Please Wait

[Wanna do it?] I accidentally sent the message meant for my bestie to her brother, Gerald Cooper. Ten minutes later, I received his reply. [In the Maybach downstairs. Come down.] To my surprise, her brother was very well endowed too. That night, things got heated and we almost lost control. When we sobered up, he promised me that he would bear responsibility for his actions. He treated me well and doted on me, giving me anything I asked for. However, there was only one rule: I must never admit in public that I was his girlfriend. Five years later, he brought another woman home. With his arm wrapped around the woman, he told me that she was his girlfriend. I confronted him, asking, "If she's your girlfriend, then what would that make me? I waited five long years for you!" He chuckled indifferently and said something that chilled me to my bone. "Wait for me? Did I tell you to wait? Nyssa Bennett, don't ever fall in love with someone so desperately. It's terrifying." So it turned out that my love for him was nothing but trouble. From then on, I tried to live without him, let go of my feelings, and finally left him. But one week later, when I was exchanging my vows with another man, Gerald was standing there in the aisle, looking up at me with reddened eyes.

The champagne was flat, much like the expression on Julian’s face. "It’s not that I don’t love you, Elara," he said, adjusting his $5,000 suit jacket. "It’s just that you’ve become... predictable. I need a woman who challenges the world, not someone who waits for me to come home and tell her what color the sky is." Elara felt the sting of the words more than the cold wind on the balcony. For six years, she had been Julian’s shadow. She had curated his life, managed his moods, and dimmed her own light so he could shine brighter. And now, on the night of his company’s gala, he was discarding her like an outdated software update. "Predictable?" she whispered, her voice cracking. "Go home, Elara. I’ve already had your things moved to the guest house. We can talk about a settlement in the morning." She didn't wait for the morning. She didn't wait for the "settlement." She walked out into the rain, her silk dress clinging to her skin like a second, cold layer of grief. It wasn't until three days later, sitting in a dingy motel with nothing but a suitcase and a bruised soul, that the notification popped up on her phone. ARE YOU READY TO LIVE FOR YOURSELF? ENTER THE SURVIVAL GAME. WIN YOUR FREEDOM. Elara stared at the golden icon on the screen. It felt like a trap. Or maybe, it was the only way out.

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. . "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes.

You took my virginity, you must take responsibility!” The gigolo in half gold mask stated making her eyes go wide. “I... Wait, what?” Inari stuttered. She had prepared a variety of speeches before coming and even planned insults to hurl at him, but after hearing his haughty comments, everything in her thoughts appears to have vanished. He is simply shameless! “But I paid you!” “Really?” he gave her a pointed look, “Are you sure about that?”

Alpha Grey has been the Alpha of "Dark moon pack" for so long, and he'd ruled without a mate, after losing all hope in finding his fated mate, he decides to get a replace Luna but just few days to their marriage, the Beta's wife gives birth and it turns out that the little pup Bailey is his mate. He is left in a delima, wether to marry his replace Luna or wait for his mate 'Bailey'. Find out what he would do.

Erin Hill, a great man, was involved in an accident that changed his life. Now he had to battle with his wolf and fight for the love of his life. But the obstacles around were something he had to deal with. "I do not know who you are, please stay away from me!" Her confused eyes pierced his heart, he reached out to touch her but she flinched. "Amelia, don't you recognize me?" He said heartbrokenly. "Please leave me alone," She said, running away. With power comes great sacrifice! All that happened to him was not something he ever wanted. How dare toys with people. How will you feel when the world turns against you? What will happen to Erin and Amelia? Will they reunite or accept each other for who they are?

"Please what?" His low seductive voice asked. "Please don't stop, Daddy!" I cried, lost in the pleasure my sinful desire was giving me. …… Eloise Asher, ended up in a club as a one day stripper, and ended up giving a blowjob to a random man who eventually turned out to be her Dad's best friend—Ignatio Sandro. With this realization, they were supposed to put what had happened behind them, but Eloise wanted more, and even Ignatio was willing to put his friendship with Eloise's father at risk just to own his daughter. His Needy Slut. Her Possessive Daddy. In a world where their romance is regarded as forbidden and abominable, will they survive? Will they succeed in keeping their affair a secret? Rated 18+.

“Jangan terus siksa Madam seperti ini, Lex. Please, Lex! Lakukan, Lex, oooh…!” Itu adalah contoh salah racauan dari seorang wanita sosialita, ketika menghendaki agar Alex berbuat lebih jauh terhadap dirinya.

[WARNING: This novel contains EXPLICIT CONTENT. Not suitable for YOUNG READERS] My naivety was immediately noticed when I tried reciprocating his kisses. Ethan paused and looked deeply into my eyes as if he was trying to draw energy from mine “I can wait,” he whispered while caressing my hair. “Go on” I said without hesitation. I was already lost in passion. I was so f*cking h*rny. In my own defence, he is now my husband and so there's nothing wrong with that.

26-years-old Stacy Cyrus is living her life in a very normal way: working in a small newspaper company; feeding her stray cat occasionally; indulging herself reading books; going to the nearest cafe for Strawberry cakes. Until one her best friend, Mikaela pleads with her to help in her job in a royal suite. All she needs to do is wear a nice dress, put on makeup and wait until Mikaela comes. But she hasn't signed up for a handsome, tall man to appear in the room in a tuxedo and demanding her to strip.