Pretty Rhythm

Areum was born pretty enough to be mistaken for a girl and cursed enough to be hated for his parents’ betrayal. The kingdom kept him alive only because he was useful to punish. He learned how to survive fists, insults, and the constant threat of being exposed for what he really was; an Omega boy in a place where that alone was a crime. When the palace signed a treaty with the feared Alpha of the North, the royal family hid their own daughter and forced Areum to take her place. Dressed as a bride, given a title he never asked for, he was sent into a marriage meant to keep peace between two lands. And when the Alpha began to notice him, too closely, too often, Areum realized the truth was getting harder to hide, and the consequences will be fatal if it slipped. Trapped between a mate who already rejected him, a husband who kept shifting from gentle to cold, and a kingdom that wanted his head, Areum must survive a palace that would rather bury him than let his secret breathe. This story is centered around Areum but it contains multiple people in love and multiple love stories, stay turned ^^

I can’t tell if we’re at war… or dancing around something far more dangerous. Getting traded to the Montreal Bears should’ve been a dream come true, the team I grew up idolizing, the jersey I always wanted to wear. Except there’s one problem. Luca Moretti. The NHL’s notorious bad boy. My new right wing. And the one man who’s made it his mission to outshine me at every turn. Too bad for him I’m faster, sharper, and my numbers don’t lie. Not that I’m competing. I’d never sink to his level. He’s reckless, infuriating, and impossible to ignore a storm of chaos that throws me completely off balance. When we’re not clashing on the ice, he pushes my buttons with teasing nicknames like Princess, Pretty Boy, and Babygirl. I hate it. I swear I do. So why does my body react like I don’t? Contain Explicit Content

🔞🔞🔞Warning 🔞🔞🔞 this book contains mature themes such as explicit sexual content. Not recommended for readers under 18. There is nothing thicker than blood. Or so they say. While my father built an empire, I was there to help him every step of the way, fully expecting that one day I would be the sole heir to his wealth as he promised. It was all a lie. He left it all to his only daughter, Katerina. Because she’s blood and I am not. And Katerina is not like anything I expected. She’s smart and insolent, and too beautiful for her own good and she doesn't care about me or her inheritance. She’s everything I never knew I wanted. But I won’t give up on my ambition for the pretty eyes of a foreign girl. She might haunt my dreams now, but I will haunt her nightmares. I have a year to break her and drive her away and I don’t plan on wasting my time. Even when my heart bleeds for her love.

While visiting a property development with my fiancé to buy our first home, I ran into a two-faced real estate agent.   She showered my fiancé with compliments, praising him for being young and successful enough to afford a Rolls-Royce.   Then, she suggested I was a fake socialite with a knockoff designer bag, implying that I was just using my charms to snag a free house.   When she found out the property was meant to be a marital home, her voice grew loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.   “I just think the sugar daddy who bought you those two properties last time treated you pretty well!” “Oh, wait. Miss Gwen, don’t you have several sugar daddies? Do they all know about each other?”   I chuckled. What she didn’t know was that my “sugar daddies” were my godfathers and I really was a socialite.   The kicker, though, was that my so-called wealthy fiancé wasn’t rich at all. In fact, he was just a scholarship student I had been financially supporting!

To attract more potential customers, my wife decided to join the cycling community. During the two months I was away on a business trip, she posted new cycling routes every single day on the map and became a well-known cycling socialite in the local scene. A neighbor suddenly sent me a video. The location tag pointed straight to my backyard. [Dude, your wife is something else. Already found herself a riding partner? Looks like the bike’s not the only thing getting ridden.] In the video, an unfamiliar lace panties hung on the handlebars of the bicycle. The lush grass swayed rhythmically, with an undulating figure occasionally peeking from behind it. I dialed her number. “What are you doing?” She squealed, “I’m out for a ride, honey. I’ve been landing a lot of high-quality clients lately. I’m working really hard to make money!” “Oh?” I smiled. “With your body?” I tightened my grip on the phone and enunciated each word, “It’s pretty dark in the backyard. Want me to turn on the lights for the two of you?

River Barlowe is kind, beautiful, and smart. She has a childhood best friend, Zach Grey, who happens to be a sexy, smart, rich, well fit guy. He has a secret though, he's been in love with her since elementary. They just graduated from high school and are off to the same College along with two other friends. Unfortunately, their friendship will face challenges the moment they step foot on the college campus. A frat party takes place two days before classes start. All newcomers are welcome. Well of course they are, because we all know what happens to fresh meat…they become bait for hungry, cute, horny predators. River is peer pressured by her friends to go. There she will encounter a gorgeous football player, Alec Madden. A boy who captures her attention and becomes Zach's nightmare. Will their friendship withstand the bumps in the road? Will River fall for the pretty playboy or will she realize that love was the boy who stood with her all those years? She has a decision to make, one that won’t be easy, but one that will seal her destiny. ***Standalone Book***

I shatter, crying out his name, my whole body shaking. He doesn't stop, just licks me through it until I'm pushing at his head, oversensitive. He stands, mouth and chin glistening, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Strip," he orders. "I want you naked. Want to see every inch of what belongs to me." I scramble to obey, unhooking my bra with shaking hands while he strips. And god, his body. All muscle and scattered scars and that massive cock standing thick and hard against his stomach. I lick my lips without thinking and he notices, eyes darkening. "You want to taste it?" He wraps his hand around himself, stroking slowly. "Want this cock in your pretty mouth?" "Yes—" "Then get on your knees and show me how much you missed it." ••• Welcome to YES! DADDIES–– a dangerously HOT compilation of filthy, steamy, downright sinful short stories. Readers discretion is THOROUGHLY advised... this 18+ story doesn’t do well with clean underwear.

My biased mother brought my sister, Irene Baxter, to help me with my child. But one day, I forgot to bring a contract to work. When I returned home, I saw two bodies entwined. To cover up their secret, my husband, Sam Hodgson, and Irene pushed me off the tenth floor. It was only after my death that I realized I had been nothing more than a tool for carrying on the family name. "It's better that she's dead. Now my sweet girl can be a mom without having to go through childbirth." "Sleeping with her was revolting; she was like a block of wood. Irene is so much better." Even Irene had regrets. "Still, we shouldn't have pushed her down. She was smashed beyond recognition—otherwise, we might’ve been able to sell her corpse for a pretty penny." When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day they pushed me off the building. This time, I wouldn't let any of them off the hook.

Pretty, cool, genius, and talented— those are the adjectives I am being described in every street and places you asked about my name, Khrystyanna Solano. I am being entitled as a perfect girl with a perfect life for the riches my family possesses. I am being called by names in different ways for who cares about it. But no one asked if: who really is Khrystyanna Solano? I am the so-called perfect who once had a perfect life. A complete family, a cozy house, trusted workers, loyal family friends and even the perfect parents. But who would have thought that in a joyous occasion that is supposed to be filled with happiness and laughter, all I and my best friend once have... just vanished? Not long after this, another wave of surprises welcomed me. The once I thought finished is still nothing but a dream. Because the man who took everything away from me, returned for another thing he wanted... me. What is his intention for chasing after me? What is his reason for doing such a horrendous thing in our family? And... What is he?

He said I couldn’t do it, but he was wrong. An old professor at UCLA promised me that I would make nothing of myself, so I made sure I did. To the tune of billions. I’m only a little cocky about it. Yachts, parties, and one-night events pretty much spell out my life. And all of it works well until I run into a beauty I can’t get out of my head. But we’re keeping it friendly and casual until we aren’t. There’s just one problem. Her old man hates me. And for good reason. He was my UCLA professor. He’s dead set against me becoming anything important to his little girl, but the old man’s got it all backward. I’m not looking to make an example out of our passion or prove a point. This isn’t about hit it and quit it. His daughter is mine, and he might kick me out, but she’s letting me all the way in.