Reading Threads

He has made it crystal clear that I’m not to call him ‘boss’ except on certain occasions, like right now, when his dominating gaze carries a hint of playfulness. I can’t help but smile every time he gets like this, all lovey-dovey, but when he whispers in my ears asking me to go on an adventure with him, it is like an invitation to a forbidden feast and the thought sends a shiver down my spine which unlike you would think, is almost painful. Maybe this is because I have been on an adventure with him for as far as I want to recollect. My memories, if you peeked inside, would be overflowing with every moment with him, each one a brushstroke painted with his boldness and my, well, let’s call it a touch of recklessness. I now wear a souvenir, a mark etched onto my soul. It’s like a silent agreement, a reminder that our fates are tangled, intertwined like climbing vines. He’s the puppet master, my very own Mr. Strings, and every twist and turn of his whims gets woven into the fabric of my being. Maybe you find that hard to believe, like something out of a fairytale. But trust me, my darling, as I unravel the threads of our adventure, one by one, you’ll understand. With each turn and twist, you’ll find yourself hooked, a willing captive in the captivating narrative of our lives, possibly harnessed in the labyrinth of our love, where danger dances with delight, and fate is etched in the footprints of a love like no other. So buckle up, dear reader, for this isn’t a mere tale, it’s a thrill ride, a love song made of equal parts fear and freedom.

"Melina, my dear," The alpha king declared as he entered the chamber, his voice rich with authority. "The time has come for our union. I would like you to disrobe." In the face of such a demand, Melina stood her ground, her voice unwavering. "I, Melina Haephastus, refuse Your Majesty," she stated firmly as she walked gently backwards. A palpable tension hung heavy in the air, as the king's countenance contorted, a display of surprise mingled with frustration. He strode purposefully towards her, his narrowed eyes fixed upon her. A derisive chuckle escaped his lips as he advanced. "Refuse? You dare to reject the authority of his highness, Melina?" Drawing upon an inner strength, Melina met his gaze, unyielding. "I am more than a mere vessel for an heir, Your Majesty," she asserted, her voice ringing with determination. "I am an individual with my own hopes and aspirations. I will not allow myself to be reduced to a mere breeder." *** Melina, once the niece of a rebel leader who had dared to conspire against the Alpha King in league with outsiders, now found herself a captive within the opulent walls of his palace. The King deemed her the perfect candidate to bear his heir, a role that sought to firmly ensnare her in the machinations of his reign. Against the backdrop of political intrigue and deceptions lurking within the shadows, Melina was faced with a formidable choice. Would she succumb to the shackles of her predetermined destiny? Or would she rise above, unraveling the truths concealed by the threads of conspiracy, and forging her own path? Follow Melina's journey as her determination pushes against the constraints of societal expectations and unveils a web of hidden truths.

Leon always believed he was an ordinary human, until the night he woke up in a strange medical facility, surrounded by strangers who insisted he belonged to the Shifter Realm. Thrown into a world ruled by werewolves, hierarchy, and ancient laws, Leon learns he is an omega whose scent is so potent it destabilizes every alpha around him. His arrival at Shifter University instantly sends the campus into chaos. Two men are affected the most: Roan Blackthorn, a dominant alpha with a violent reputation and a past tied to Leon in ways he doesn’t understand; and Professor Alister Vale, a brilliant, cold, dangerously controlled shifter who once almost kissed Leon in the human world. Their rivalry sparks the moment they meet, pulling Leon into a dangerous gravitational field of desire, possessiveness, and unspoken history. Leon wants neither of them, but can’t deny the pull toward both, a pull that grows stronger each time his omega instincts flare. The truth begins to unravel when Leon uses a mysterious key left by his human lawyer. It opens a hidden safe on campus containing papers from his parents: a royal pack seal, documents proving his rare omega lineage, and a terrifying warning, The Null Order is hunting you. The Order’s presence becomes undeniable when Leon’s first heat hits, violent enough to collapse him. Roan and Alister both sense it from afar, colliding outside his door in a feral fight for dominance and access. It takes both men working together to stabilize him, and in that moment, the first threads of an impossible triad bond begin forming. But the danger only escalate Will there love survive or will it be crushed under the weight of this danger?

As a lady , how would you feel if the person you turn out to love is younger than you? I am sure you will feel kind of awkward, right? This happens to be the same problem Hazel has to face ........ Meet Hazel Dakota a twenty one (21) year old high school drop out who tries so hard to make ends meet and also take care of her sick mother . She got a mouth watering offer to work as a personal maid to the son of a rich woman , Hardin Castillo and that was where it all started from.. But who is Hardin Castillo? Let's us meet him. he is a 18 years old teenager with a snubbish attitude, an ex Juvenile delinquent who doesn't give a damn about anyone. * What will happen when Hazel was falls hard for the teenager? Will he return her love? If yes , will she be able to tame him? Will Hardin be able to put his past behind him? Hmmmmh I am so curious ....... * Find out by reading this suspense filled story, AGE( it is just a number) .......

"Mama, aku tak mau menikah dengan Igo. I hate him!" Ciara menghentak-hentakkan kakinya memprotes perjodohan yang telah divoniskan atas dirinya dan Rodrigo. Semenjak masih SMP, mereka sudah jadi musuh bebuyutan seperti Tom and Jery. Rodrigo alias Igo, sama halnya dengan Cia. Pemuda itu mengamuk karena tahu orang tuanya menjodohkan dia dengan gadis pecicilan yang selalu menentangnya di sekolah. "Ma, yang bener aja? Tuh cewek nggak tipeku banget, bisa-bisa Igo masuk RSJ kalo dia jadi biniku!" Lantas bagaimana jika mereka HARUS SEKAMAR DAN SERANJANG untuk selamanya? Ditambah lagi Igo dan Cia berusaha merahasiakan status mereka yang notabene laki-bini dari teman secircle pergaulan mereka demi menjaga muka masing-masing. Akankah yang benci itu tidak berubah menjadi bucin? Yuk baca kisah cinta muda-mudi masa kini ini hanya di karya terbaru Agneslovely2014, Sleep With My Enemy. Happy reading!

Lunavia Luminari is someone who has spent the most of her life inside, reading and painting her inner thoughts. What she wants is to read her favorite romance book, bask in the sun and paint. But her peaceful life is destroyed when her family suddenly goes bankrupt and her Fiancee broke up with her and got together with her cousin. With the responsibility to help her family get back to her feet, she had no other option but to set herself up with the most dangerous man in the country who is 10 years older than her. It was at that time her life seems to have a new start, with a child that came suddenly and a husband, Luna has to protect herself, help her family rise to the top again and get rid of this marriage. But without realizing it, she already set herself up for a lifetime contract. Will she successfully get her desires without losing herself in the process? How would she cope with the new life that is placed in front of her? With a child between them, will she finally accept him as part of her life?

Ariadne is a 29-year-old single mother. She used to work as a callgirl before she accidentally became pregnant and gave birth to a lovely daughter. Seeking for safer ways to earn money whilst trying to make peace with her past, she pursued a job as a waitress in the fine dining restaurant owned by the Bonavich family. The youngest son of the Bonavich is very attractive. Though a lot younger than Aria, she got to admit that Harrison is quite the irresistible type. After hearing rumours about Harrison's bad side, such as playboy, hot-headed, stubborn, and spoiled, Aria tries to back away and retreat from drama. However, Aria's way of distancing herself made Harrison quite curious of what kind of girl Aria is. Being the sole heir who is going to inherit all the businesses that the Bonavich family has, Harrison has many ladies chasing after his love. The Bonavich family is also known to be strict about choosing the right partner for their daughters and son. Will Aria be able to be the one and only girl that Harrison loves? Or will their relationship crumble to the ground? Find out the answer by reading the whole book.

Adrian woke to warmth, too much warmth. His heart nearly stopped when he realized his head was resting against Kaelen’s chest, their legs tangled beneath the sheets. Panic surged. He shoved himself upright, only to freeze when he saw it, thin, glowing red threads coiling around his wrist, binding him to Kaelen. His blood ran cold. “What the hell…?” Adrian whispered, staring at the unmistakable bond mark. Kaelen stirred, blinking awake. For a moment, confusion flickered in his eyes, then shock. He tugged the sheet up to cover himself, gaze darting between Adrian and the red mark linking them. “What did you do? Adrian hissed, his voice breaking. You’re my sister’s fiancé! You’re supposed to be her mate, not...” He trembled as he scrambled for his clothes. Kaelen sat up, still staring at the line as though it mocked him. “I… I don’t know. But this—this isn’t a mistake. Adrian, you’re my mate.” “No!. Adrian’s hands shook as he pulled his shirt over his head. Whatever happened last night...forget it. This is wrong. You hear me? It never happened. Don’t you dare breathe a word of this to anyone.” Kaelen’s voice softened, almost pleading. “Adrian…” But Adrian couldn’t bear to listen. His chest ached as he turned away, slamming the door behind him, leaving Kaelen staring at the red bond that refused to fade. Two souls tied together by fate. One forbidden connection that could destroy them both.

During the ten years since I was found and brought to my biological family, Sonia Baxter, the girl who took my place, and I have been as close as real sisters. Even Mom says that Sonia cares more about me than a real sister would. I once swore I'd give my life to protect our special family of four. When Sonia is rushed into emergency surgery with a ruptured cerebral aneurysm, I am in my office, calmly practicing a basic suturing technique on a surgical simulator. On the screen, the robotic arm threads the needle with such precision that it looks like a work of art. A few minutes later, my boyfriend, Oliver Lyons, slams open the office door and shouts at me, "Amelia Baxter! Sonia's in critical condition. Only your micro-dissection skills can save her! Every expert in the hospital is waiting for you! We've got less than an hour before the window closes!" He looks at me with hopeful eyes. I'm the only person in the country capable of performing a surgery this complex. My hands are even known as the "Hands of God". However, I simply reply with a hum and continue fiddling with the model. Suddenly, my parents rush in. Mom grabs my arm and cries out, "Amelia! That's your sister in there! How could you just stand by and watch her die?" I gently pull away from her and hold my right hand out in front of them. This hand, which had once created countless medical miracles, is now trembling slightly. "Unfortunately, since yesterday, I've been showing symptoms of essential tremor. Dad, Mom… this hand is ruined."

“Desmond,” I breathed out, “don’t.” But he didn't listen to my plea. His lips found my neck, his teeth gently grazing the frantic pulse that betrayed my panic. My skin instantly lit up beneath his mouth, a complete traitor to my mind. When his hand slid lower, tugging at the drawstring of my skirt, a terrifying mix of panic and deep heat crashed together inside me. “Desmond, please. This is wrong.” “Nothing about you has ever been wrong to me,” he growled out against my throat. Clothes instantly fell away as if they had never mattered. My shirt. His shirt. My skirt. The last threads of my will to fight. He settled heavily between my thighs, a burning hot weight. I felt him hard against me, thick and urgently insistent. My breath hitched sharply when the blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance. “Tell me to stop, Ana,” he said, his voice ragged, his eyes desperately locked on mine. “Say the word, and I will immediately.” I opened my mouth to speak. No sound escaped. He pushed in, moving with agonizing slowness, stretching me open inch by painful inch. A broken, strangled sound left my throat as he filled me completely, buried deep to the hilt inside my most intimate space. My inner walls instantly clenched around him, shocked, aching, and intensely alive. He stilled his movement, letting me fully register every powerful throb of him inside me. “Fuck, Ana,” he groaned, his forehead dropping to mine. “You feel completely like mine.” Then, he moved again.