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"Be in your limits, especially with me. I'm not like your others one, I will not think twice to make your life hell." She said looking directly into his eyes. "Trust me, baby girl. Every good girl falls for the bad boy and one day you will too, mark my word". He smirked and confidence was evident on his face. "Impossible," She said and started to walk away. "We will see." He shouted. ***************** "What the hell are you doing here? Just get out of my room." She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl. Haters or lovers? What changes will come in their life when they both share the same room?

Starla Xander was orphaned at a young age. With both her parents gone, it was her uncle, Xavier Lloyd, who rescued her from that hopeless home. For over a decade, he had cherished her, shielding her from the world, treating her like the most precious gem in his life. And so, inevitably, she fell in love with him. She truly believed he loved her too. She thought that one day, they would get married and build a future together. But when Starla finally confessed her feelings, Xavier reacted as if she had crossed an unforgivable line. “Starla, I’m your uncle. Get rid of those disgusting thoughts!” And that wasn’t even the cruelest part. He chose the most brutal way to reject her. On the twelfth anniversary of the day they met, he stood before her with a beautiful woman by his side. He met Starla’s eyes and said, “Meet her. She’s your future aunt-in-law.” As she watched them standing together—so effortlessly close—something inside her shattered. She let out a soft, bitter laugh. “I understand now.” Without another word, she turned away, pulled out her phone, and called her research mentor. “Professor Zimmer, I’ve made my decision. I agree to the cryogenic preservation procedure.”

"Onyx, remove your hand. If you continue to touch, you will lose." He chuckled as she exhaled "The condition was to not give in and fuck, Ophelia. I'm merely touching!" As his fingers returned to their former position, she forced herself to relax. She cursed herself in her head for setting the bar at fuck. When his fingers worked circles around her clit, she nearly died on the spot. As the moist fabric glided over her sensitive area, her release became more urgent, and she regulated her breathing as he quickened his speed. His gaze never left hers, as he watched the ecstasy wash over her face, she was growing desperate for release at this point and could just beg. "You simply have to ask, Ophelia, and I'll give you the release you want!" As her name flowed off his tongue, she shivered. "No!" Her voice was clipped, strained even. "Are you certain? Imagine how splendid it would feel when you cum all over my finger here under this table and when I fill your pussy after dinner. Raw and hard, just how you like it." Onyx Reighs is perhaps one of the finest Chief executives in town. He was respected by his subordinates and desired by females since he possessed every excellent precision a man should have as a leader. But by the end of the night, he was the most notorious player. To him, the purpose of life was to work hard and enjoy life to the fullest. No woman could ever resist his enchantments, and he hadn't expected to know the word "rejected" until she came to fly his bird. What will happened when the lady who rejected him turned out to be his soulmate?

"Max DiSalvo gave his entire life to the SEALs. He would have married—he certainly enjoyed women—but he never could find one who understood his dedication to the Teams. It takes a certain caliber of woman to be a SEAL wife. Now, at 48, he is out of the SEALs, running his own commercial fishing company in Maine where he grew up, and waiting for his assignments from DHS.Regan Shaw, a SEAL widow, is an Intelligence Operations Specialist with DHS. Part of her job is analyzing information to assess threats, and she’s discovered a doozy—there is a secret group of very wealthy people who are smuggling terrorists into the country. And word has come down that a high-level member of the government is clearing the way for them.The group is about to have one of its executive meetings at an exclusive resort in Texas, and that’s where DHS is sending the two of them.SEAL Undercover is created by Desiree Holt, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Nine-year-old Sidhiel hated himself. He was always caught by Kalyx in a very embarrassing situation, resulting in Kalyx teasing him. And when he tries to retort or snap back, he gets embarrassed even more. It's either he can't even say a word or he stutters! Kalyx said that maybe, Sidhiel got a crush on him. Could that be true?

After three miscarriages for Xavier Lowe, I see it—my mother-in-law has three years left, my father-in-law nine years, and my sister-in-law two years. I say nothing. After the third miscarriage, my mother-in-law blames me, calling me a curse who "kills" children. My sister-in-law sneers, saying she almost died in a car crash the year I married Xavier—as if my bad luck dragged her down. My mother-in-law snaps, "She can't even keep a child. It must be because she's cursed!" Xavier just stands there, silent. He doesn't say a single word for me. I know that, deep down, he believes that I bring bad luck. Maybe it's also because he already has someone else—his secretary, Yvette Snyder. His mother has always liked her better, and he clung to her the night I lost my third child. I don't explain because I know the truth will only destroy them faster. On my 28th birthday, I catch a glimpse of my own countdown in the mirror. On that day, I take a leave of absence. I go to the funeral home and pick out an urn—pure white, just like the wedding dress I once wore. Wearing a beautiful floral dress, I text Xavier, asking him to meet me at the lake where we first met ten years ago. I wait from daylight until nightfall as my countdown ticks to zero. I die, and he never shows up.

Late in my pregnancy, my husband, Joshua Jaxson’s ex-wife returned.  Olivia Wylde cornered me at my doorstep and, without a word, launched into a brutal attack.  She insisted I was an intruder who had taken advantage of her absence to steal her place. I pleaded, explaining I wasn’t a mistress, but she refused to believe me.  Together with her supporters, she tore my home apart and beat me so viciously that I went into premature labor.  Blood pooled beneath me, and my consciousness began to slip, but she greeted my husband’s arrival with a radiant smile.  “Honey,” she said, “I’m back. Let’s get remarried!”

Brooke Johnson, is about to get married to the love of her life. On her wedding day, Brooke finds her soon-to-be husband, locked the bathroom with his secretary, and dumps him in front of everyone. Brooke feels betrayed. In a small town, the word travels fast and soon she finds that instead of her ex, it's she who's facing the backlash from the townsfolk. She's facing trouble on multiple fronts, when a billionaire business tycoon, Nathan Bradford, barges into the town on account of personal business and hires Brooke to be his architect for a project. She knows there's more to the man that meets the eye. But it doesn't stop Brooke from falling head over heels for a man who's already taken. Where will this journey take Brooke? Nathan Bradford is a handsome billionaire, looking to find love. When a business deal lands him in a small Texas town named Twin Peaks, he finds that the town has more to offer than just business. He stumbles into the girl of his dreams and falls for her instantly. The only problem is she has a past that she's still recovering from. The question before Nathan is how should he make her see that not every man is like her ex? Greg Wilson, the sole heir of a big business empire and an arrogant, self obsessed man is jealous of the budding friendship that is blossoming between Brooke and Nathan. He's upset that someone is trying to take away what he considers belongs to him. He vows to get Brooke back because he always gets what he wants. What happens when Greg's obsession reaches the boiling point and he threatens Brooke's life? How will Brooke navigate her life in middle of this crisis and will she get her happy ending?

All her Life She grew up with a word from her dad "Only Good persons are allowed to live" Having an ability to see people's memory after a skin to skin contact, with the other party, she decided to use it in her own way But is her way of using the ability right or wrong He is a proud son of the Miller Family but became a detective to find out the death of his parents How will this two meets And what awaits them in the near future

"Mark my word, Adeline. You can't escape! You will be forever Mrs. Romanov until you die!" My mouth parted in half as I kept an eye on Lucas leaving the room. His long declarations made my sanity more perplexed. He didn't even bother to look back to catch a glimpse of my reaction. Who does he think he is? Can't he see that I don't remember anything? I am not lying! **** After being in coma for months. The first thing that Adeline Parker-Romanov woke up to isn't the warmth of her husband's love but his wrath and accussation of cheating and without a single trace of memory in the past. She is left with no choice but to figure out the life that she must live as the mayor's wife while she tries her best to tame and fix her marriage with Lucas Romanov for the sake of their only son, Luke. In the middle of fitting the pieces of her puzzle-like life. Adeline realized something shocking. Lucas' men saved the wrong woman from the tragic car accident as she is not the ruthless mayor's real wife but an impostor whose fate change within a snap. What will she do once she remembers everything? Will she choose to abandon them, or will she stand up for being the real Mrs. Romanov?