Récits Des Morts

Archer has always wanted what he can’t have—Quinn Dawson. Since the moment he saw her, he’s been denying his feelings for her, ignoring the void in his heart he knows only she can fill. Everything about them was wrong, the kind of wrong that felt so right. But none of it mattered. Not the terrible timing. And definitely not the mess it would create if Archer made a move on his best friend’s baby sister. It was supposed to be one night, but one night is all it takes to make everything more complicated, and they only have nine short months to sort it all out. No, none of it mattered. Until it did.

My childhood sweetheart and younger brother both fell in love with the underprivileged student who moved into our home. After she took my family and fiancé away from me, I chose to disappear from their lives forever. But after I left, the fiancé who once told me he wished I were dead went mad trying to find me.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband's childhood sweetheart called, claiming a burst pipe at her home. Without a second thought, he ditched our celebration to play handyman. Moments later, Vivian Duffy's social media lit up with a smug post. [No matter when or where, my Superman arrives at one call. How should I reward him?] Accompanying the post was a photo of scattered condoms and torn clothing on the floor. I forced a smile, picked up my phone, and dialed a number. "My pipe is broken. Care to fix it?"

Après le décès de sa soeur aînée, Cheryl Caldwell, la fille du sénateur le plus influent des États-Unis, devient une jeune fille capricieuse et vindicative. Soucieux de son sort à l'approche des élections présidentielles, Lionel Caldwell engage Christian Lawson, un garde-du-corps pour la protéger. Dès le premier contact, Cheryl et Christian se détestent. En dépit de leurs rapports conflictuels, ils vont devoir se supporter. Au risque de dangereusement se rapprocher. Mais et si ce qui semblait être, n'était en réalité pas ce qui paraissait vraisemblablement ?

Simula't-sapul, inlove na si Graziana Iglesias sa boss na si Thunder Santillan. Ang CEO ng Santillan Group of Companies. Dahil sa pagkamatay ng asawa nito, ibinuro nito ang sarili sa isang lugar sa bicol. Namuhay ito ng normal. At siya, na sekretarya nito, sa kan'ya iniatang nito ang responsibilidad nito bilang CEO. Lahat kinaya niya mapansin lang ng boss.Lahat ginagawa niya ma-appreciate lang siya ng boss. Ang buong akala ni Graziana, tutugunin na nito ang matagal na niyang pinapangarap na pagmamahal mula sa boss. Hindi pa pala. Umibig na naman ang boss niya sa isang babaeng estrangherang, na sadyang pinapalitan nito ang mukha, at isinunod sa dating asawa nito. Isang araw, nagising na lang siyang pagod na. Pagod na sa kakahintay sa boss. Nag-resign siya sa kompanya nito. Dalawang araw bago ang flight niya papuntang US, hindi niya inaasahang ipapatawag siya ni Thunder. Dinamayan na naman niya ito sa problema nito sa babae. Nagpakalasing sila, hanggang sa dumating sa puntong isinuko niya ang pagkababae dito at hindi niya akalaing magbubunga iyon... Ano nga ba ang gagawin ni Thunder kapag nalaman nitong nagbunga ang isang maiinit na gabi nila ng sekretarya?

Paano kung ang lalaking nakabuntis sa iyo ay ang lalaking pinapangarap mo ngunit siya rin kapatid ng kasalukuyan mong nobyo? Ano ang gagawin mo? Si Cherry Lastimosa ay may lihim na pagtingin kay Lennox Villiariano, ang kapatid ng kanyang nobyong si Lennon Villariano. Dahil sa isang gabing pagkakamali, nangyari ang hindi dapat. Lihim nang iniibig ni Cherry si Lennox noon pa man ngunit alam niyang hindi siya gusto nito kaya ginamit niya ang kapatid nitong si Lennon upang mapalapit dito. Isang gabing pagkakamali, kapalit ng buong buhay niyang pagsisisi. Handang panagutan ni Lennon si Cherry kahit pa alam niyang hindi siya ang ama ng dinadala nito. Ngunit paano kung malaman ni Lennox na siya ang tunay na ama ng dinadala ni Cherry? Makuha pa kaya niya ito gayong handa ang kapatid niyang panagutan ang babaeng dapat ay sa kanya?

Deja should have died. But instead, she fell into the clutches of her enemies. Ruthless and bloody killers. Werewolves. How can she live among them? How to be saved? She can't give what they want, but she'll never be let go. They do not need a ransom, neither in gold, nor in earth, nor in magic. She is their property.

“Yes, I am Dom. Your dom.” Did he say that last part or I imagined it? Letting out a shaky breath, I slid away from his lap. The front of my panties, scraped against his lap slowly as I slid from him and his light grey eyes darkened. I had no idea my pussy was so drenched that it left a mark on his pants. Jesus! Who is this man and what has he done to me? Soon I was seated beside him, his thighs pressing close to mine as we both drank. Electricity kept shooting tingles up my legs and I felt light-headed. He was silent and I suddenly felt nervous like I needed to speak to this deliciously fair man that sat brooding. Clearing my throat, I tapped his leg—unconsciously on the spot my pussy left—and he looked up, smirking at me. My mouth went dry immediately. “Is there something you want?” he asked. “Uh…No, I mean yes. Is this normal for you?” His handsome features morphed into a frown, “Having a girl leave a wet spot on my pants or taking wine in a bar?” I just discovered that my poor, useless, and filthy father who died a month ago left me a luxurious Cabin in Bakersfield. HOW!? Wish I insisted on that question. I shouldn’t have taken the plunge and moved into that house, but I am a broke, poor virgin and will soon be homeless, so I did. It might as well be the worst or best decision I have ever made because, in 12 hours, my life changed. COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER ON THE BOOK COVER!!!! contact the author for it to be removed if there is an issue

He's broken, and eaten by anger. Marcus heart was already occupied by grief and pain because of what the Rogue packs did to his beloved mate, Ertha. And one thing he only wants is to get revenge and wait for the time when he can surely make the Rogue packs vanished in the entire Werewolf world. But he knows that he will not be able to accomplish this easily, not until he met one of the werewoman that the Rogue packs most cherish and love. He do not care even how precious she is on her pack, because he will use it for the downfall of her family. But then, can Marcus be more selfish than this? Can he be willing to sacrifice a great of his happiness just to bring his enemy down and finally destroy them forever? Can he kill Cassandra after what they have been together? Is it going to be true love or revenge? Is it going to end bloody or happily?

WARNING: The following are erotic long stories. If you're offended by explicit sex, this isn't for you... and I'm not sorry in the slightest if that's your reaction. This one was a lot of fun to write (and re-write) because it allowed me to really let loose with some naughty stuff! Enjoy. BUILDED ATTRACTION PAINT OF PASSION FORBIDDEN PLACE ROMANCE & LOVE HUNGER THAT MUST BE FED LOVE IN BLACK SEXUAL OBSESSION MORE THAN JUST A JOB RE-EDUCATION PRIVATE SEX THE STOCKINGS SEARCHING FOR PLEASURE HEIGHTS OF DESIRE JULIA'S PASSION THE CLUB DANGEROUS GAMES THE PRICE OF LOSING GAMES OF DOMINATION THE PREY Her BDSM Desires SENSUAL REALM WORLD OF UNINHIBITED SEXUALITY OUT IN THE WILD REKINDLED PASSION