Prom Dress Drawing

If it hadn't been for what eventuate at the hotel on that momentous night, Charlotte wouldn't have given birth to her eight babies. The identity of the father was unknown to the babies and to their mother who had no idea who the mysterious man was. Four year's later, Charlotte took a part time job at a bar to meet ends means, there she met Xavier, the president of Xi group. He is ruthless and stern, known for his iron and bloody skills. He has never been interested in a woman, but there was something different about Charlotte, that kept drawing him closer to her.

"Leave my office, Fremantle," he snapped me out of my dazed state and feeling my cheeks redden due to unshed tears, embarrassment and built up anger, I picked my dress and panties and then turned to go. "Wear the dress, Fremantle." "You can't be the only one to enjoy my nude body, Mr. Castile. I'm generous, so I think everyone should get a share." I said and then walked out of his office. He didn't stop me. But five steps later, I heard his voice over the house speaker. "All security exit the third floor immediately." ** Fremantle had never met anyone like him before. He was the direct opposite of her, the type of men her mother warned her about. But how could she stay away from a man who made her panties wet on the first day? She really should've listened to her mother.. Eron never imagined someone like her existed. He wanted her as his, but he also had a feud to take care of against her family. Which would dominate in the end? Love or Vendetta? R 18+

At my wedding rehearsal, my fiancé's colleague, Haley Rhodes burst in and tore apart the carefully arranged decor. "Ryan promised he'd marry me!" she shrieked, storming closer, "Who do you think you are?" Without warning, she lunged, grabbing hold of the wedding gown, which was worth a fortune. But she only got so far—she was too heavyset to even squeeze it past her head. I let out a mocking laugh. "Don't tell me you're too big to fit even a plus-size wedding dress?" That really set her off. With grim determination, she forced herself into the gown. But as soon as she did, the delicate fabric tore, leaving absurdly stretched holes across her back and waist. "Too bad the dress is ruined now. But who cares?" she sneered triumphantly. "Ryan loves me. He’ll buy me another wedding gown, anyway." But when the actual wedding began, she got the shock of her life. The groom walking down the aisle wasn’t Ryan at all. It was their boss — Ryan and Haley's boss. Well, I never said this was my wedding.

Ola, a psychotic girl hiding under a innocent's girl dress meets and falls in love with Romeo, a nerdy university lecturer with round glasses and an office bag that are always slanty on his broad shoulders.At first glance, Ola falls in love with Romeo but it seems a spark couldn't form between the two because Romeo likes the usual simple girls without secrets and Ola's personality did not count as simple.

I thought Jace was it for me. My best friend. My first love. My mate. He promised me prom night. Promised me forever. But all it took was one moment— For everything to fall apart. Rejected and broken, I was still forced to serve as the maid nobody noticed. Not even the boy who once swore he loved me. How stupid was I… To think I could ever be enough for the new Alpha. But Fate? She doesn’t knock. She kicks the damn door down. "— and you, gather your things, you're coming with me!" The Lycan King said, his eyes locked on mine. Cold and frightening like the stories that were being told of him. He didn’t even blink. Why me? I was merely doing my maid duties, serving the Lycan King who was being hosted by Alpha Jace. How did I become the subject of their conversation? How did I go from Jace’s nothing— To the Lycan King’s next target? What now, oh Goddess? From heartbreak to something worse? Or maybe… just maybe… something I never saw coming.

Outside the presidential suite, Quintina Foster clutched her room key, taking a deep, nervous breath. At this moment, in the entire H City, only the person inside could help her. Quintina Foster raised her lowered eyelashes, slightly adjusted her dress, and swiped the key card to enter the room. Not long ago, she was the most prominent socialite in H City, but today, she had to sell her body for money...

Have you ever dreamt of becoming your stepson's wife? Of course, Jules never expected it, until she met him. * “Who is she?” he barked staring at the woman standing beside his dad with a cold gaze. “Your stepmom, Jules. My newly wedded wife.” his father answered, drawing Jules closer. Hero's lips twitched. Stepmom? He took in the young exquisite woman and sneered. She's more like a gold digger and as long as he's here, he would never accept her as his stepmom. Never!

When Jane comes across a wounded stranger, Nicholas , who has been shot, her instinct to help overrides her caution. Little does she know that her act of kindness will plunge her into a labyrinth of intrigue. As she tends to Nicholas wounds, an undeniable connection forms between them, drawing her closer to a man whose secrets could shatter everything she believes in. He is a wanted criminal, and her own police force tasks her with the daunting mission of tracking him down. Struggling with conflicting emotions, Jane finds herself torn between her duty as a detective and her growing affection for Nicholas.

Venus Kellogg had been by Malcolm Godwin's side for six years, striving to embody the image he loved. She naively believed she would be his exception. But when the real "owner" returned, she was cast aside overnight with a contract that severed all ties. On the day she was about to marry another man in a pristine white wedding dress, the usually aloof and dignified President went mad, cornering her against the wall, his eyes blazing red. "You are not allowed to get married!"

Crossing paths with Warren Parker is the biggest nightmare of my life. He admits my mother to a psychiatric hospital. He causes my younger brother and sister to drop out of school. He forces me to kneel before him, to dress as a woman, and to live a life devoid of any dignity. When I try to end my life, he stops me. "Your brother doesn't satisfy me the way you do. You can die once I'm bored with you."