Ride Or Die Poems For Him の小説・ストーリー

I never believed vampires existed. They were only myths created for entertainment and scaring little children. That belief began wavering when I met the man who could change the color of his eyes at will. After several encounters, I stopped believing that it was just a coincidence and that he really had Supernatural abilities- abilities that vampires were rumored to have. What if I had been wrong all these years? What if Vampires did exist?

“But you said you could help me,” I frowned the despair I tried to hide now showing. “And I still can,” He said now standing inches from me. “The terms have just changed a little.” A little….that was an understatement. “All you have to do is give yourself to me angel,” He whispered caressing my cheek. “and everything in this world will be at your feet, Lucas included.” “For just a year.” Evangeline Hale had the perfect life that everyone envied until it got shuttered after finding out that her husband had been cheating on her, she wants nothing to do with him but when he threatens her, she looks for confront in other things one of them being having sex with a random stranger. Littl

"I want you... right here... right now." I breathed. His lips hovered over mine, his breath mingling with my own as he spoke. "Once I start, there's no turning back." I swallowed hard and nodded. My gaze dropped to his lips, full and tempting. I watched, craving, as his tongue swept across his bottom lip "How could I possibly want you to stop when my body is aching for your touch?" The words slipped before I could stop them. For a second, I thought he would push me away again, but then something in him snapped. His lips inched closer to mine, and his fingers lightly stroked my cleavage. The touch made my breasts push higher against my dress, my nipples tightening, my chest hea

Six years ago, Irene had a fleeting one-night stand with a stranger and walked away with twin boys and no name to trace. She built her life in silence… until the formidable Mr. Blackwood laid eyes on her children and saw the undeniable resemblance to his only son, Daniel. A secret DNA test confirmed it the twins were Blackwoods. To protect the family legacy, the ruthless patriarch gave his son an ultimatum marry Irene, or lose everything. Forced into a loveless marriage, Daniel resents Irene, while Irene is trapped in a life she never asked for. But under the same roof, tension simmers. Hatred bleeds into longing, and resentment gives way to a dangerous attraction neither can control.

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 cal

For five years, Aria Jones was Damien Cole’s invisible wife, trapped in a cold, loveless marriage while he mourned another woman. Damien believed Aria destroyed the one woman he had ever loved, and no matter how hard she tried, she could never escape the hatred in his eyes. So she stayed silent, endured the humiliation, and slowly lost herself in a marriage that was never meant for her. Then, on their fifth wedding anniversary, Lily returned. Damien didn’t hesitate. He threw the divorce papers in front of Aria and demanded she sign them before the night ended. She didn’t beg or cry. She simply signed her name and walked away. But Aria didn’t leave empty-handed. She left carrying D

In the VIP lounge of an underground casino, Maeve, the Falcone family's princess, had been plied with too much hard liquor. Fueled by alcohol, someone goaded her into revealing the most shameless thing she'd ever done to win over the Don. She swirled her glass, pointed at me dealing cards behind the table, and threw her head back with a laugh. "Seven years ago, when Declan was in a coma after a shootout, I took his private phone. And I deleted the distress message that bitch sent him. Every last trace of it. Then I replied in his name: You're a burden. Go die." "You'll never guess what happened next. That idiot stood outside the safe house all night in a downpour, like a stray dog. I alm

I was the world’s last mermaid. At birth, I was granted three wishes by God. I used the first when my boyfriend, Alex Zane, was dying. I offered up the child in my womb and my fertility in exchange for him to live a long and healthy life, untouched by illness or disaster. I used the second when the Zane family was going bankrupt. I offered up all my power and wished for their fortune to be restored and for their future to be secured. When he came to me for the final wish, his childhood sweetheart, Valentina Wilson, was dying in childbirth. After I turned him down, he threw me into a men’s prison. “A dollar a turn. Do whatever you want with her. She can’t get pregnant anyway.” That night

Alexandra, or as she prefers, Alex is a seventeen year old delinquent with a liking for trouble and deviance. A teenager with a rap sheet and a tendency for poor anger management, she is known for illegal street fighting and gang activities. Now attending one of her father's schools for closer supervision, she has her mind set on bringing him down to his knees. There was only one thing standing in her way, and it was Alec Hawford. Her rivalry and biggest competition. Things just got real. Secrets will reveal themselves and questions will be answered. You might say, hell will break loose with the two enemies under one roof. Understatement of the century. Lets just say Satan better st

I've been married to Shawn Ford for three years, and he's humiliated and insulted me throughout. When he's with his friend, he brags, "The woman my Uncle Cameron can't have is licking my boots. I want to laugh whenever I see her sucking up to me." It wouldn't ever occur to him that I'm frequently in his uncle's bed, covered in hickeys and love bites he leaves on my body.