Poem About Me

In the day, Evelyn Jefferson is Warren Larkin's elegant and capable executive secretary. At night, she's his alluring bedfellow.After three years of such an arrangement, she thinks he loves her. But when she proposes to him, he says, "It's just a game—we fuck, not make love. Did you really think I'd take you seriously?"She loses hope in him and leaves without another word. From that day on, her life is transformed, and her career skyrockets. She becomes a renowned lawyer that no one in the industry dares offend. Countless suitors swarm her.He regrets his decision and pins her to the wall, his eyes bloodshot. "I'm yours in heart, mind, and soul. Will you marry me, please?"She smiles seductively. "Sorry, but you're standing in the way of my Mr. Right."

Leah Carrington thought she’d buried her past—and her feelings—long ago. Married to a kind, dependable man, she’s built a life of stability, even if it lacks the spark she secretly craves. But when her estranged father pulls her into a high-profile business collaboration with a mysterious company, Leah discovers the shocking truth: the man behind it is Dwight, her first love, who disappeared just days before their wedding. Now, forced to work alongside the man who broke her heart, Leah must confront long-buried emotions, uncover the secrets of Dwight’s betrayal, and decide if she’ll follow her head—or her heart.

A year ago, Aveline Young found a man with amnesia on the side of the road and brought him home. This man was strikingly handsome, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a face that could easily earn a fortune in modeling. Aveline felt an embarrassing flutter in her heart and on a whim, they quickly got married. However, once the man recovered his memory, his first action was to divorce her, claiming he needed to go back and take over his family's business. Aveline was stunned but accepted the divorce, thinking that money was more important and that she shouldn't be tied to one man when there were plenty of younger options available. On the day they finalized their divorce, Aveline shocked everyone in Cloudflare City with a bold statement in the divorce papers: "He’s no good, so I got bored." Post-divorce, Aveline was never short of attention from young, attractive men. At one social event, a friend inquired whether she would ever consider reconciling. Aveline scoffed. "The one who brings up getting back together is a dog!" Late one night, her phone rang. "Who's this?" "Woof!"

After an earthquake, my boyfriend chooses to save a manipulative woman who's closest to the door. I'm pinned to the floor by a cupboard, but he forgets all about me. I pass out from the pain. When I wake up, I discover that my right hand is now useless. My boyfriend apologizes to me. He tells me he was only thinking about saving a life. Later, my boyfriend is diagnosed with a terminal illness. I'm the only person in the world who can save him. He weeps and begs me for help, but I can't hold a scalpel anymore.

“Can I still be your executive assistant?” Narat asked, giving those cute puppy eyes. Kasit smirked. “Why? You want the job just to get close to me?” “No way,” Narat said quickly. “Even if I was a girl, you wouldn’t be my type.” Kasit’s eyes went big. “What? Do you know how many people want me?” Narat laughed. “They must be blind. I just need the job to pay you back.” Kasit lifted one eyebrow. “Okay, you get the job… but only on one condition.” “What condition?” “Marry me.” Narat woke up in a stranger’s bed. His head was empty. He remembered nothing from the night before. No clue how he got there. Both guys are straight. They only like women. But that night, something wild happened. Narat suffers from sleepwalking. That night, he sleepwalked right into Kasit’s life and into his bed. During the job interview, the CEO who requested to interview him personally turned out to be Kasit, the stranger he had a night with. Things got heated up for Narat,he got indebted to Kasit and needed money for his sister's hospital bill, Kasit offered him a deal to marry him… but it’s a trap. Kasit is mad about Narat’s turning him down and complicating his life. He plans revenge: make Narat fall in love,use him to avoid marrying Darika,then dump him. Narat has his own plan too:manipulate him,take the money he needs, then make Kasit hate him so he ends the marriage. Both think they will win this game of tricks and hidden feelings. But that one night already changed everything. Straight guys… now fighting new desires they can’t ignore. Who will break first? Who will win when hate turns to love?

Me metí en una novela. Y no como la protagonista ni como la villana, sino como una extra bonita, sin nombre, de esas que solo aparecen de fondo para rellenar escenas. El problema es mi hermano mayor: de todos los personajes, es el único que se comporta como una persona normal, y justo por eso, en la novela lo pintan como el “amor imposible” de la protagonista: un dios frío, reservado, casi intocable, al que ella jamás logra conquistar. Cuando ella se le declara entre lágrimas, él responde que está estudiando. Cuando le promete entregarle todo, él dice que anda montando un negocio. Cuando ella se deja caer y se pierde entre galanes, él ya está en la cima, con un éxito brutal y diez mil millones de dólares al año. Yo, de verdad, pensé que iba a vivir en paz, sin deseos, sin tentaciones, así para siempre. Hasta que una noche, ya de madrugada, lo encontré con una prenda que yo reconocería en cualquier parte entre sus manos… y, en voz baja, casi obsesivo, repitiendo un nombre una y otra vez. Un nombre demasiado familiar, demasiado cercano.

"Is this what you wanted? On your knees, getting fucked by the man you should be calling 'Daddy'?" In the mirror, I'm on all fours. He flips my skirt up, one hand crushing my throat, the other slapping my ass raw as his massive cock slams into me without warning. I'm trembling so hard I can barely hold myself up. But he won't let me fall. "Ass up." He bends me over, his hand a firm pressure on my back. Lorenzo Vitale. The most feared mafia godfather in New York. He never gives an order twice. ** On my birthday, my boyfriend betrayed me for power—fucking Lorenzo's adopted daughter behind my back. They drugged me, sent me into a BDSM club to become Lorenzo's plaything, tried to destroy my reputation. What they didn't know? Twelve years ago, Lorenzo adopted the wrong girl. I'm the real mafia princess. Now he's begging for me back. But I've already fallen for the man I should be calling Daddy. I fantasized about being fucked by him—a forbidden desire I had no right to feel.

" Make love to me," she said to Aiden and he closed his eyes and put his forehead on hers. " Don't make me do this, only I know how I am controlling myself, Elena", Aiden said to her on his shaky breath. "Aiden, look at me don't you find me sexy anymore," Elena said with tearful eyes and Aiden looked straight into her eyes. "you are the only woman that I desire but you belong to alpha Zane," Aiden said and a lone tear was shed from his eyes. Elena, the princess of the moon pack is in love with Aiden the beta of the bloodlust pack but their destiny played the role when she turned out to be the mate of alpha Zane of the bloodlust pack. Will Elena and Aiden forget their steaminess and their love? Will possessive alpha Zane find out about his mate's first love? Or it will give rise to some betrayal? what will happen when Elena lost control of her sexual desires?

I'm cursed with the most deadly spell of the werewolf pack—leaving me with only a month left to live. However, no one in my family knows about this. Ever since they'd adopted Natali Fisher, an orphan who greatly resembles my older sister, they've poured all their love and attention into her—and stopped caring about me. And at that very moment, I'm curled up in a corner of the woodshed, with blood steadily dripping from the corners of my lips. Dad, Mom, and my older brother, Kent Greene, probably think that I'm throwing another tantrum and am deliberately hiding from them. But that isn't the case this time. They are currently outside cooking Natali's favorite mushroom soup in the courtyard. Their happy laughter fills the air, painting the picture of a warm, loving family. Maybe I could even believe this is a happy family if I weren't about to die soon.

Warning: For matured readers only This story is not for the faint of heart. It’s dark, twisted, and drenched in betrayal, power, and taboo cravings. Triggers & themes include: Age gap, possessive alpha, forbidden love, best friend betrayal, emotional manipulation, dominance, and raw desire. If you want soft, sweet love stories? This isn’t it. But if you’re ready for a ruthless Alpha who doesn’t ask permission and a girl who should’ve known better but couldn’t stay away.. Then welcome to your next addiction. I came for the summer. To relax. To spend time with my best friend. Not to fall into the arms of her father. But the second Alpha Damon looked at me, I knew I was in trouble. He didn’t see me as a guest. He saw me as his. To control. To ruin. To claim. Now I can’t breathe without thinking about him. I can’t sleep without feeling the imprint he left on my skin. He’s not hiding me anymore. He wants the world to know I’m his. I was innocent. I was hers. Now I belong to the man who was never supposed to touch me.