Possessive Biker Romance Books

(Book 1 of Her Wolves series)(Reverse Harem) (Spicy) (Can read as Stand Alone) Sometimes the goddess gets it wrong. Horribly wrong. Sometimes your mate was never supposed to even meet you, much less be with you for the rest of your life. This was the case with me. When I met my mate, I was a completely different person. Outspoken. Stubborn. Opinionated but most of all, I was free. I was also nineteen and an orphan. Several years have passed and he has completely broken me. Broken me down to my bones. Don't misunderstand, he had never been physically violent with me. But that didn't change a thing. Dress more modestly. Don't wear black. Bland sex and the likes. He was an Alpha, and I was his little kept wife. I was no longer worthy of even calling myself a Luna. All of that changed when I met them. *** "If we do this, there is no going back. We will own you in the most intimate ways." Ozias whispered, the ropes binding my body going taut as Maverick pulled them. I hid the quiver running down my exposed back. I kept my eyes locked with Ciaran, his eyes smoldering in the florescent lights. "Don't worry, baby girl. We will look after you very well." Dargan murmured behind me. I bit my lip, slightly tipping my head back. That deep voice vibrated through me. "Maverick, dim the lights. It is time to play." Ciaran ordered and I nodded towards him. Towards them. The four males that would bring me to my knees.

love gives pain?Then why everyone wants love? This story is about a handsome wouldbe mafia king who fell in love with an innocent girl mehak what happen now?will mehak able to live peacefully with me? or his possessive love makes her life hell,will she ever get ride from him? find out all in this story where you all witness lots of colors of love and possessiveness.....

His eyes locked on mine wide and wild, he moved towards me and put his hand on my shoulder, lessening the distance between us. I could feel the tension in my own body, the effort of not giving in at that moment, of not letting him pull me against him. Not letting myself take that one chance, however formidable and absurd and unwise, and kissing him the way I had thought, I would never in my life. I had never wanted like this before. I understood him, smiled a little when he smiled. I saw through the defenses he put up to what was underneath. There was no Eric James Winslet more real than the one I saw in his eyes when I looked up at him. "You can close your eyes," He whispered in my ear. My eyes fluttered shut, his mouth came down on mine. And that was it. All the self-control I had exerted over the weeks went by. My arms came up around his neck and he pulled me against him. His hands flattened against my back. I was up on the tips of my toes, kissing him as fiercely as I could. I didn't know what I should have done or said next if it would have been something I could never have pretended away or taken back, but I heard a soft hiss of laughter. ************* Eric James Winslet a ruthless businessman who has already completed 27 yrs of his life being the king of his territory. Scarlett Miller, a business administration student; with the spice of fashion designing. Want to know how their lives get entangled with hatred, possession, & love. A heartbreaking story that will keep you at the edge. Are you ready to be on this journey? Purva Narang (Your author)

Adapting to her current life and wanting to change for good. Angela Wilson, found herself stuck in between what's right and what's wrong and until the day she met the mysterious man who had ruthlessly entered her world as if it belongs to him and she found no way out of his grasp. ___ "You are not going anywhere Angela" My body stops moving as his deep and husky voice sounds so clear in my ears. My mind was in thought, how did he enter my apartment? how did he know where I live? but no words left my mouth. My breath hitched when his shoes tapping on the floor, alerting me that he was walking in my direction. Fists clenching when his presence felt so close to me. "You can't avoid me, My Angel"

“T-tidak ... Berhenti! Tolong aku mohon ... Aku mohon ... Tolong ... Aku minta t-untuk berhenti ... Tida'! Tidak! T-seseorang, tolong t-tolong m -. B-bantu aku." Aku lemah berteriak saat ia memukulku dengan kasar. Tanganku berusaha mendorong lelaki itu, ia terus memaksa, tetapi aku tahu ia sangat kuat, ia mampu menjatuhkanku ke tanah tanpa mengerahkan terlalu banyak usaha. Aku tak bisa bergerak, hanya bisa menangis minta ampun. Rambut hitam panjangku tersebar di tanah sementara gaun yang aku kenakan entah sudah berapa kali ia robekan. “Kulitmu sangat putih transparan, bersinar seperti mutiara di kegelapan.” Biji matanya seakan keluar, raut wajahnya menjadi gila penuh nafsu dan tanda tanya. Aku merasakan luka kecil di bibir atasku saat ia menggigit dengan paksa. Kini, aku wanita dengan paras lembut yang basah oleh air mata, tubuhku memar dan bekas luka. Aku tak tahu lagi harus menyebut lelaki itu sebagai siapa. Dia mulai mendorong dirinya di dalam diriku, mendengus ketika dia menemukan pembebasannya.

Taehyung telah menggunakan seperempat abad umurnya untuk menuntut ilmu kedokteran. Kekakuannya terasa ketika ia bertemu dengan suster Park. Kehidupan selalu berujung sial, bahkan mental Tahyung terkena. Suster Park tidak bisa diatur, selalu ceroboh dalam melakukan sesuatu. Hingga masa krisis Taehyung datang. Ia tak percaya dirinya jatuh cinta dengan makhluk ajaib, seperti suster Park. Perjalanan cinta pertamanya begitu banyak culture-shock.

A brutal murder will mark her path forever, and a destiny crueler than death. After the terrible murder of her family, Maria De La Cruz, decides to dedicate herself body and soul to try to solve the mysteries that were woven since her childhood, but along the way she will fall madly in love with Emiliano Romero, who, supposedly, will help her in this great quest for revenge. Who is the real killer in this story? How far will she be able to search for the truth? And, above all, Why can't she remember anything? "Revenge is a faithful vigilante of the brave".

Explicit scenes. Mature Audience Only. Read at your own risk. A young girl walks in to an exclusive club looking for her mother. The owner brings her inside on his arm and decides he's never going to let her go. The book includes four books. The Club, 24/7, Bratty Behavior and Dominate Me - all in one.

Buong akala ni Devina ay pananagutan siya ni Valentine dahil na ‘rin sa pangako nito sa kaniya. Ngunit hindi sumipot ang lalaki, ang ama ng kaniyang mga anak. Kung kaya nag decide siya na hinding-hindi niya ipapakilala ang mga bata kay Valentine at palalabasin na patay na ang kanilang ama. Ngunit sadyang mapagbiro ang tadhana. Makalipas ang pitong taon ay dadalo siya sa kasal ng kaniyang half-sister at ang mapapangasawa nito? Walang iba kundi ang ama ng kaniyang mga anak.

COMPLETED. WARNING: Mature Contents! A game of hate that unexpectedly turns into a relationship — and ends with them in each other's bed, all because of a deal. *** "Dolling you comes with an exchange doll." Kinagat ko ang ibabang labi ko para pigilan ang sarili kong humalinghing dahil sa pagdikit ng daliri n'ya sa gilid ng dibdib ko. He's teasing me. "W-What do you w-want," nauutal kong tanong sa kanya. "Be my partner in bed." W-What?!" "Come on. I'll make sure that boys will kneel before you and your beauty. Pennie will surely face her defeat against you," pahayag ni Wayde. Kung noon ay wala akong pakialam sa pangbu-bully at pagpapahiya sa akin ni Pennie dahil lang sa pagiging nerd at boring ko, ngayon ay gusto ko nang tumayo at patulan s'ya. Hindi ko na papalampasin pa ang mga pinaggagawa n'ya. Stealing my ex-boyfriend will be her last game. Partner in bed? Ibigsabihin lang nun ay kay Wayde rin ang bagsak ng virginity ko. Ang baklang 'to? Nasaan na ang sinabi ko kagabi na sa lalaking papakasalan ko lang mapupunta ang v-card ko? *** Wayde Jhon Johnsons. The gay guy who loves calling me doll — no, voodoo doll. My bully. My nightmare wrapped in sarcasm and smug grins. After years of hating him, I never thought I’d be the one asking for his help. But nothing comes for free. And in exchange... I became his partner. In bed.