Robin Bullock Rumble

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she placed her hands on the hard surface of his chest. "I don't want you to run this time." He responded. She could feel the deep rumble of his voice through his chest as she slid her hands down an inch over his pectoral muscles. It was an involuntary move but as she felt his chest flex beneath her touch, she couldn't help but feel proud that she caused a reaction in him. His breath fanned over her lips and subconsciously her tongue darted out to wet them. "You don't want me to run?" Juliet asked as she regained her footing, and he slid his hands up to her rib cage slowly. "No." His voice was hard and firm. "No running." "No running from what?" She knew what he was saying but she wanted him to do something about it. It was a burning need racing through her body. Her eyes closed as the tip of his nose brushed against hers. "Me." At that moment her world stopped, and she refused to wait a second longer. She eagerly pressed forward to grab his lips with her own. They were soft and warm, but she only had a moment to dwell on that fact before he kissed her back with a heavy passion. One of his hands left her side to weave its way into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. ❤️ He was dangerous, she just didn't know it. He was willing to give up everything for her. All he wanted was a woman he could call home. What happens when she learns his secret? What happens when his secret risks her life?

Robin Serrano Mercader is a kind, caring and gorgeous scholar from Marinduque. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Aristotle Lecaroz, an exchange architect student from Harvard, a man with a passion. Robin fall in love with Aristotle the moment her eyes darted to his almond eyes. However, she's destined to marry Ricci Reyes. Robin takes an instant liking to Aristotle not until she learnt his a Lecaroz. However, when everything went well between Aristotle and Robin, the fued between Lecaroz and Mercader family arise. Robin begins to notices that Aristotle is actually rather generous at heart. But, the pressures of Aristotle's family as a heir leave him blind to Robin's affections and Ricci Reyes, her fiancee surface, it creates a chaos in their fresh bond. Finally, when the three rivalry family, Mercader, Lecaroz and Reyes threatens to come between them, Robin has to act fast. But will they ever find the deep love that they deserve? "Our love was more chaotic than war, yet the most calming thing." What path would you choose? The upright journey where your heart is safe or dangerous path ahead where your heart is at risk. Choose you fighter! Aristotle or Ricci?

For years, no one had been able to activate the last dragon's heart. No one except a poor young thief. ___ She only had one job–stealing a precious stone. Yet it landed her with an overbearing dragon. ___ Locked and chained, Scar suddenly awakened when his heart palpitated for the first time in decades, coming face to face with a young girl cradling his heart. In his vengeful attempt to get it back, they activate the spell binding him to her. Now not only was his heart stolen, but he was also enslaved. Scar vowed to kill the girl once the bond was broken. The only problem is no one had ever successfully broken a dragon bond, nor would it allow him to harm its new master. ___ "Oh... um ... sorry. I didn't mean to…um.. pry. I'm... gonna go now." I stuttered, inching backward from his penetrating gaze, glancing around for a way out. "I don't know who you're, but I do know you're not here willingly. Seeing as you're chained and all." Silence. "How about I set you free, and in return, you get us out of here?" Silence. Maybe he couldn't talk, so I did the only thing I could. Grabbing the keys, I fumbled with the heavy chains of his cage. His gaze finally shifted to the wooden box I dropped on the floor. "Fancy, isn't it?" I said. "I've never seen anything like it before. But then again, I'm not familiar with expensive stuff." A deep rumble rattled from his throat, freezing me in place. I glanced up at him wearily. "Run." And then he was charging towards me. ___ Tropes: Enemies to lovers. Hidden identity. Reverse harem. Betrayal. Revenge. Arranged marriage. Contract. Escape with pregnancy. Forced proximity. ___

I watch as he gently places the gun on the table. Seconds tick by a heavy silence filling the room. He takes a stand and makes his way to me. He takes a stance behind my chair and places his firm arms on my armchair, caging me. I bask in his scent and warmth. "You choose now Lana, here and now." He whispers into my ear. His traces my knuckles before grabbing my notebook out of my hands, and tossing it on the table. "I wasn't done with that." I say. He laughs, I feel his chest rumble as he laughs. I turn to face him, feeling my breaths shorten with each passing second. "Eyes on the prize, Lana." He turns my head back towards the table. "You choose the notebook you can go back to living your life in fear and delusion, then one day end up dead in a dumpster or," He brushes a strand of hair from my face, " You could pick up the gun and hunt your past which shall it be Lana?" I feel beads of sweat on my back and my anxiety prickling through my skin. I have to choose, here and now. I extend my hand and pick my choice.

Betrayed by her lover on the day of their wedding, as a form of revenge she kisses a mysterious man in front of her former love. Robin Heymers is a young, independent woman working towards building her business. But all comes crashing down when a scandal about her and a rich CEO by the name of Ethan Acres, makes its way to the media. Being the cause of the scandal she is cornered into a marriage, right after canceling her previous engagement. And so begins her new life of fake smiles and affection. But what happens when two strangers drawn to one another begin living together? Sheets entangle between them and a passion like no other sets ablaze. Physical attraction is always the gateway to a new love. So will this blossom into something more?

Cammie and Callie the sisters from San Fransisco. Cammie the kind and sensible sister always taking the lead in how and when and where they live, while Callie is the wild, carefree sister, always relying on her sister to do all the responsible stuff. That is until Callie decides it’s time for her to go it alone. Upping-sticks and moving to Chicago, Callie lands a job in a strip club as a waitress. Where she meets the man of her dreams…. After some convincing Callie entices Cammie on a once in a lifetime holiday to Alaska with her new seriously rich boyfriend and his cousin and uncle. With promises of good times, dining out in lavish log cabin hotels and drinking cocktails by the fireplace, while over looking the beautiful Alaskan scenery. The only question is, is Callies new boyfriend everything he say he is? Things take a dark turn and Callie and Cammie find themselves scrambling and fighting for their lives. Will someone find them, help them? Robin, a good, down to earth, hard working, god given, mountain man. Burned from a previous relationship, not sure if he would be able to put himself out there to find someone new. Not wanting to face betrayal and hurt like that again. Content to live his solitary, dream life of running his self sustaining homestead miles away from the nearest town. Little does he know a broken dove by the name of Cammie brings trouble and temptation straight to his door.

Warning: Contains erotic content with dark themes like Voyeurism, somnophilia, light bondage etc “...how many times have I warned you I do not want scents of men around you?! Why are you always infuriate me!" He snarled, gritting his teeth and I smirked coldly. “Principal Dominick! How's that your business? You said you don't want to see me ever again? If I whore around in school, how does it matter to you? Act your age!” A rumble escaped his throat, as he grabbed me by my waist, and I hated how my body melted against this man. “You forget that you're mine…” he whispered into my ear. “The next time I see you around any man, Leila…” he dragged a long whiff of my scent. "I'm going to act my age, and like your father figure, I'm going to make sure I discipline you like the bad girl you've been. Don't tempt me… The next time you do, you won't properly walk for a week.” He bit my earlobes and sucked on it, making me moan, my body freezing in shock. ~ Abused by her cruel father and the rest of the world just for being wolfless, Leila lost the will to live. Praying for a mate who would change and provide a secure life for her little sister, her hope shatters when she gets rejected, ends up arrested for a crime, and yet again transferred to another school filled with things beyond her imagination. But that wasn't what was terrifying. It was this huge older man who turned out to be her principal and new guardian. Extremely forbidden to get involved with him, things slip out of control. What if Leila realizes her new life was accompanied with new waves of challenges, doom and a truth not to be known?

When 17-year-old omega, Robin Douglass falls discovers the true reason her pack went to war with the vampires, she must decide what to do with that knowledge. Give her loyalties to her mate, the alpha’s son, and the pack that treated her like she was nothing, or to the vampire master who showed her who she really was and helped her power grow. Before she or her heart can choose, the alpha is determined to keep events of the past war hidden, even if it means starting another war.

I turned a nobody from the streets into a Mafia, and I defied my papa—a man who loved me more than anything—to do it. For five years, I cast aside the honor of being a Principessa, all for the dream of a life with him. I thought the man I loved was on the verge of becoming the next Don of the Moretti family. But then my papa collapsed during his prayers in the church, suffering a massive cardiac arrest in the one place he believed was most sacred, most safe. Robin was by my side day and night, whispering encouragement. "Isabella, you have to be strong. It's the only way your papa can rest in peace." I was planning our wedding, ready to marry the man I thought I could trust with my life, when I overheard him talking to his mistress, Ava. "We finally got rid of the old bastard." "Once I marry Isabella, half the Moretti empire will be ours.." The five years I had willingly dedicated to him had been nothing more than an incubator for his twisted ambition. I wiped my tears and became the Moretti family's princess once more. I swore I would make them pay in blood. So, on the night before my wedding, I picked up my phone and dialed my brother's number. "Brother," I said. "It's time to close the net."

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.