Reminder To Myself Artinya Novels & Stories

My disabled husband, Nico, had lost his will to live. I had to give him a reason to stay—a hope. I had to give him a child. But where was I to find this life for my empty womb? "Lena, how unexpected," my husband’s brother said to me, standing in his penthouse office in the heart of Manhattan. I found myself begging this cruel man—a man who had just left mottled scars on another woman’s skin. I needed him to claim me. I needed him to leave his seed inside me. I needed his child. "If you want to seduce someone," Salvatore said, "you should start by taking off your clothes." I stripped. I held my own breasts and pleasured myself before him, desperate to ignite his desire. But he

They say revenge is sweet, however for her, it’s a bitter reminder of a lifestyles packed with betrayals. Cast aside by using her family, bullied by using her very own brother, and disregarded through her husband, she lived inside the shadow of anyone else’s happiness. Her most effective sin? Loving a person who in no way cared to love her returned. When the woman he secretly cherished flaunted their affair, she became left damaged and on my own. Her loyalty intended nothing as he selected her enemy over her, even throwing her into prison for a crime she in no way meant to dedicate. But she’s achieved expecting love that was by no means hers. Now, it’s time to take lower back what belongs

Vinnie Hart is running out of time. So when an opportunity drops into her lap to fulfill her dreams without having to depend on her family and friends, she takes it without an ounce of hesitation. The only thing that bothers Ethan Doyle is that he doesn't want Vinnie to fall for him. It's something he has dealt with in the past and doesn't want to deal with anymore. She is sweet, innocent, and naive, not to mention mute. She's exactly the kind of woman he shouldn't be having this erotic arrangement with. He would hate to break her heart. But little does he know that the secret Vinnie is hiding behind those innocent eyes and fascinating laughs is a permanent reminder not to break any of his r

"As you leave, could you do me a favour and grab those flowers you left in my room?" He sneered, but I refused to comply. Never again would I venture into that room. I was utterly shattered and wrecked. It would have been preferable if we had never met. They were lost in each other, oblivious to my presence, and their moans echoed in my mind like a taunting reminder of what I had lost. The urge to faint or disappear was overwhelming, and I wished more than anything that it was all just a bad dream. At this moment, I deeply regretted my decision to surprise him with a visit. Little did I know that the man I loved and had given my whole heart to was already entangled with anot

BLURB “You are a danger to my health, AVIANA, let me have you,” Duncan drawled, his hands on my waist, pulling me against his hard member. “I…I… “ i stammered. Even though I knew n was getting myself into dangerous territory, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. Ever part of my body was screaming for his touch and I could no longer deny his touch. “Tell me yes, let me pleasure your body,” he whispered against my neck,” I moaned out involuntarily and before I could stop myself, I yelled, “Please, fuck me!” Aviana Grey has spent nearly two decades chasing shadows, determined to uncover the truth about her mother’s murder at the hands of the Iron Vine Mafia. After years of p

It began with me waking up one morning and finding myself on a strangers bed , completely naked, a sound I couldn't recognize as a scream came out of my mouth. Marry me .................

My parents used the compensation money from my sister's car accident to buy a four-room house, but they only let me stay in the bathroom. My twin brothers, who were not even a year old, each had their own room. When the twins grew up, they got into a car accident. One of them needed a corneal transplant, the other needed a heart. My parents begged me to donate and save them. When I tried to escape, they betrayed me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the time just after my sister's death. I sought justice for my sister and myself, and made my parents pay for what they had done.

My name is Aria, so I’ve been told. Last week I was a normal girl about to celebrate her eighteenth birthday. Today I woke up and I can’t even remember my own name. Everyone says I’m not acting like myself but how can I when I don’t remember anything? The touch of THOSE three elicits unfamiliar sensations, can I trust them? Who can I trust if I can’t trust myself? Excerpt: I was shocked. This fine piece of man has never had a girlfriend? “Why not?” I asked him. “I was saving myself for my mate. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you. How long the three of us waited,” he answered. “Waited as in no girlfriends?” I asked. He smirked, “princess, you’re my first everything. Our firs

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents. For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought. One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality

I woke up again to find myself locked up in a cage like an animal. That is where I always find myself after wining an almost loosing battle which involve's me having possession of some powers I have no knowledge of. I would remain in that cage with no food nor water but I survived anyways. Who am I? I am neither a human or an animal, I am both. I have elf ears, carrot nose, legs like that of a horse, got human breast though hairy and I have a hole. Wondering what I am? well I know not either, guess I just have to keep breathing until the day I meets the wizard again. My name is Special and this is my story....