Poker Nip Slip

Him. Watching someone from afar and fantacising about them is seen as something extreme right? But for me, it's not. Especially when she should have been mine in the first place. Mine to hold, mine to love, mine to cherish and mine to keep. One silly bet, one silly bet and i let her slip out of my grasp. I've been waiting ten years and just like that one bet, I'm waiting for one opportunity. Although she belongs to another but when I get that opportunity, i'm never letting her go again. Even if i have to take her by force. Her. I made a one time silly mistake with a stranger but I am in love with another. After that, eveytime he comes close, i am tempted to give him all of me without holding back. Surely one more time wouldn't hurt right? It just has to be our dirty little secret.

You can always choose whom you should keep with but you can never beg someone to stay if that person wants to let go. There is a great distinction between keeping and letting go of someone. Yna Grace Portillo is inlove with Brent Trence Jimenez. The moment he stepped inside the gym with his disheveled hair, broad shoulders and alluring smile she knew at that moment that she was captivated by his charms. But things were never on her side, Brent has never noticed her. It was her cue to make a move. She courted him. She didn't mind the standards. Well equality prevails. That's what she thought. Despite of everything she did for him. Her love was never reciprocated. She felt useless. Her pride as a woman has been downgraded too. She's done chasing him. What if fate had been kind to her and intervened? Would she grab that chance or slip it away? Is he sincere or is it just part of his game? Will she keep him again?

Warning!! This book drips with heat, desire, and forbidden pleasure. Explicit content. Strictly for 18+ readers only. One reckless night. One irresistible stranger. One taste of sin that changes everything. They thought it was just lust, raw, intoxicating, and unforgettable. They thought they could walk away when morning came. But desire wouldn't fade that easily…not when the man they gave their body to turns out to be the very one they couldn't have. Her mother’s soon-to-be husband. Her own student, young and untamed. Her dangerously powerful new boss. The forbidden fruit was never meant to be touched, yet once tasted, it leaves them aching for more. Passion deepens, secrets twist tighter, and temptation refuses to let go. A collection of dangerously addictive series: Book 1: One-Night Stand with My Stepfather. Book 2: One-Night Stand with My Student. Book 3: One-Night Stand with My New Boss. If you crave stories that are sultry, scandalous, and impossible to put down, slip this into your library and surrender to the heat.

Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch. His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?" That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp. ........................ Lyra runs away when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha Tristan. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan king Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan king but faces threats from the Alpha she fled from. The Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan king. The Lycan king refused to mate with her. Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?

After being missing for 18 years, Mom and Dad finally found me. Jillian Swain, the fake heiress, crumples to the floor and starts sobbing. "Goodbye, Mom and Dad. Thanks for taking care of me all these years. But now that Wanda is home, I'm sure you don't have any use for me anymore." Mom and Dad hug her, completely heartbroken. "Sweetheart, don't talk like that! You're our only real daughter, now and always!" Even Harvey Schumer, the guy I was promised to as a kid, declares his love for her. "Forget who you really are. You're the only one I love." They're all tripping over each other to fuss over Jillian. They even throw a birthday celebration for her dog while I'm barely hanging on after a car crash. So I pack up my things, accept the space agency's offer, and slip away into a five-year confidential satellite research project. But the whole family freaks out the second I'm gone, turning the country upside down, searching for me.

They say betrayal cuts deepest when it comes from the one you love. Larissa learned that the hard way. One slip of the tongue. Four deadly words. “It was an accident.” In a moment of blind trust, Larissa took the fall for a crime she didn’t commit—believing her fiancé would fix it. Instead, he turned his back on her and watched her get locked away. Now out on parole and drowning in shame, Larissa’s last chance at justice comes from the last man she should trust—his brother. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Everything about him screams don’t play his game. But he wants revenge just as much as she does. And he has a plan that starts with one forbidden rule: Marry me, and we ruin him together. Trusting a Patterson destroyed her once. Trusting another might cost her more than just her freedom. But this time, Larissa isn’t playing to survive—she’s playing to win. Because love is messy. Loyalty is dead. And revenge? That’s the most forbidden game of all.

Seraphina Vale signs a marriage contract she never planned to survive. Crushed by debt and desperate to save her family, she agrees to become the wife of Lucien Blackwood—a cold, powerful billionaire CEO who treats love like a weakness and marriage like a business transaction. Their deal is simple: a public marriage, a private arrangement, and absolutely no emotions involved. But living under the same roof exposes cracks neither of them expected. Lucien’s control begins to slip as desire turns possessive, and Seraphina finds herself drawn to a man who was never meant to feel anything at all. When the truth behind their contract threatens to destroy her reputation and his empire, Seraphina must choose between her dignity and the man who owns her signature—but not her heart. And Lucien must decide whether power is worth more than the one woman who became his greatest temptation. What started as a contract becomes a dangerous emotional trap—because some deals are signed in ink, and others are sealed in sin. She wasn’t hired to be his wife. She was signed to be his sin.

In Valmere, power is quiet. In the Iron Citadel, power is absolute. When the Alpha King brings his heir into human territory, the fragile peace between wolves and humans begins to crack. Aurelia Valmere has spent her life preparing for anything. Anything except this. Raised to rule with precision and control, she does not question her role—until the wolves arrive without answers, without warning, and without intention of leaving unchanged. Among them is Fenrir. He is everything she is not. Where Aurelia is composed, Fenrir is relentless. Where she calculates, he commands. He does not bend, does not yield, and does not believe in limits—especially not the ones set by humans. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But something has shifted. And whatever the wolves have come to reveal will change more than just the balance between kingdoms. As tensions rise and control begins to slip, Aurelia is forced to confront a reality she cannot predict—and a future she cannot avoid. Because this is not just a visit. It is the beginning of something far more dangerous. And when power meets power, there are only two outcomes: submission… or destruction.

My husband's childhood friend says she wants her crystal beads to soak up some of the good luck in our home. Because of that, he scatters the beads on the floor, making me slip and miscarry. I'm in agony as I lie on the operating table. I call my husband incessantly, but all he does is block my number. I lie in the hospital ward after the operation. I see my husband's childhood friend's social media update—a photo of him worshipfully holding out a certificate while getting down on one knee. It's captioned, "He loves me so much! I said I'm interested in running a business and he actually set up a company for me!" On the day of the branch company's grand opening, my husband's childhood friend wears an expensive custom-made gown. Meanwhile, I wear her discarded goods. I'm barred from even entering the building. I suppress my bitterness and call my lawyer. "Are the divorce procedures done?"

"What are you hiding, Mr. Blackwood?" Julian closed the gap in a heartbeat, leaving no space between them. She gasped, forced to tilt her head to meet his intense stare. "I. Have. Nothing. To hide," he said, voice cold, his gaze never wavering. The air crackled between them, charged and heavy. Anger lingered, but something else—something sharp and undeniable—hung there, too, just beneath the surface. Neither dared to acknowledge it. •°•°•°•°•°•°•° With her father’s health fading fast, struggling artist Leslie Harrison feels trapped, helpless to give him the care he needs. In a desperate twist, she finds herself caught in a marriage of convenience with billionaire Julian Blackwood, a man who thrives on control and keeps his heart locked tight. But Leslie sees through his icy demeanor, sensing there’s more beneath the surface. As emotions get tangled and secrets begin to slip, their bond is tested in ways neither expected. Can Leslie help Julian face the shadows of his past, or will they pull him under?