Ragnar Head Tattoo

I've always lived in the shadow of my husband's ex because he is still in love with her. Things get to a head when he divorces me without warning not long after she comes back into his life and he gets her pregnant. Heartbroken, I decide to put myself first for once in my life, but not long after I make that decision, I find that I'm pregnant with his child as well. Five years later, our paths cross again, and this time around, the tables have turned. Not long after, secrets from five years ago begin to unravel themselves and I find out that things are not what they seemed back then after all.

I was finally pregnant after three years of marriage. I was going to head to where my husband works with a lunchbox in my hand to tell him the good news. But I ended up being mistaken as a mistress by his secretary. She dumped the food I had prepared on my head, stripped my clothes off, and continued to hit me until I had a miscarriage. “You’re just a servant. How dare you seduce Mr. Gates and bear his child? “Today, I’ll make sure you suffer the consequences of being a mistress!” She then went to my husband asking for a reward. “Mr. Gates, I took care of a servant who wanted to seduce you. How are you going to reward me?”

“Why are you here?” “Trust me, I had no idea this was your house or you were the one needing a nanny” “It’s doesn’t matter who’s child, why are you offering to look after a child with the kind of live you lead?” “You have no right to judge me Mr Howard” “I’m not judging you ….” A club attendant lost her job but had heavy bills to pay so she ended up taking a high paying babysitting job but it turns out her employer is the same man she had a smoking hot sex a few days back. Will he let someone he thinks is a whore baby sit his precious niece thereby creating the chance for there love story or will he sent her away ? Let’s take this ride together lovelies Love you xoxo

Faith McChrystal My mom taught me one important thing "Never trust anyone because they all leave when they're are done sucking you dry" And yes, that's how I ended up being a 24 year old single woman with no boyfriend, no girlfriend, no bestfriend but a shitty job and apartment. Life was normal until I found the job at C&S Clothing as the executive assistant. It's not a problem to work for a gay couple right? The problem is when the two sinister hot-as-hell bosses are the epitome of every fantasy you've had. Jared Scott and Hardin Calu were going to take me to an early grave. Hardin Calu I HATE WOMEN. I hate every fucking thing about them. That's why I was married to one and only man I had in my life. Jared! He was everything one could pray for. He saved me from my old self and turned me to a loving person. But fuck me, I was still cold and hard as ice. Everything that involved women made my skin crawl painfully. Their rosy scents and gloss-smeared lips, their tied skirts and slutty suits, fucking everything about them was a reminder of what happened. What made me scared. Until the little Faith McChrystal walked into that office. Jared Scott. Money! Power! A good marriage! I had it all. Life was beautiful with my man. Hardin Calu! He was a loving husband who'd wake me up with breakfast, and a kiss on my head, who'd kiss every pain away. Who made me see the world differently. I was complete with him. Or so I thought! Because a fucking nerdy chick walked into our office for interview and turned everything upside down!

I groan, leaning my body over his, resting my forehead against his shoulder. “Ride me, Angel.” He commands, panting, guiding my hips. “Put it in me, please…” I beg, biting his shoulder, trying to control the pleasurable sensation that's taking over my body more intensely than any orgasm I have felt alone. He's just rubbing his dick on me, and the sensation is better than any I've been able to provide on my own. “Shut up.” He says hoarsely, digging his finger even harder into my hips, guiding the way I ride on his lap quickly, sliding my wet entrance and causing my clit to rub against his hard-on. “Hah, Julian…” His name escapes with a loud moan, and he lifts my hips with extreme ease and pulls me down again, making a hollow sound that makes me bite my lips. I could feel how the tip of his dick dangerously met my entrance… Angelee decides to free herself and do whatever she wants, including losing her virginity after catching her boyfriend of four years sleeping with her best friend in his apartment. But who could be the best choice, if not her father's best friend, a successful man and a convicted bachelor? Julian is used to having flings and one-night stands. More than that, he has never been committed to anyone, or had his heart won over. And that would make him the best candidate… if he were willing to accept Angelee's request. However, she's determined to convince him, even if it means seducing him and messing with his head completely. … “Angelee?” He looks at me confused, maybe my expression is confused. But I just open my lips, saying slowly, “Julian, I want you to fuck me.” Rating: 18+

Fear enveloped me as I watched the one person who was my friend being choked to death. “No one touches what’s mine,” He growled possessively. My heart thumped as I stared at the scene which was unfolding before me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. I need to do something. “Aymeric Please” I pleaded with him, trying to take off his hand from Finn’s Neck “I told you little Kitten, I don’t like to share,” He growled tightening his grip on Finn’s neck I tilted my head, tears filling my eyes. This was my fault. I was about to cost a man his life because I didn’t leave that night.

Ramon was involved in gambling and addiction; he hid his addiction from his family. Because he spent the money on wrongdoing, his company was involved in bankruptcy and unable to pay its liabilities. Kier helps Ramon with his problem, but he has a condition. Ramon's daughter should marry him. Her parents were forcing Shielyn to marry a stranger man. She thought marrying Kier was the best thing in her life until she discovered her husband's secret. He's after his desires. She regrets marrying him.

When Brigitta discovered her husband's appalling betrayal involving her stepsister and best friend, her world crumbled. Her subsequent divorce led her to a local bar, where a chance encounter with a charismatic stranger resulted in a passionate night. Five years later, she found herself back in her hometown, with five beautiful children and an ailing grandmother in desperate need of medical care. In the face of these dire circumstances, Brigitta made the drastic decision to impersonate her stepsister and enter into a marriage with Ragnar Marshall, the seemingly ill and vegetative son of the notorious Wigglesworth family. Her surprise was palpable when Ragnar was revealed as the continent's wealthiest CEO, a man whose features mirrored her children's. Yet, disturbing rumors about Ragnar compelled her to shield her children from him. How long could she keep them hidden, especially when the children were so determined to make Ragnar Marshall their daddy?

"I wasn't done talking," he said. "In return for this favor, you're going to do something for me."Jia's face paled. "What's that, sir?" she asked, simply because she could feel him ordering her to, silently, with the cold look in his eyes..."You're going to work for me," he told her, his voice dripping venom. "Until you drop dead."---------Jia Moon is riddled with debt and the head of her household after her parents' death. After a disaster, she finds herself serving at the spoiled whim of Atlas Grayson, CEO - but things aren't quite as unequal as they seem.Oh, he has a lot more to contend with than he thinks!

(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.