Sanguine Opposite

Two years since her last job as a nanny, Willow is lost at sea without a proper job. Being broke and living off the streets of Florida was never on her to do list and she is never planning on doing so, that's why when she received an email the next morning for an interview with Lorenzo Moretti, the richest businessman and a single father in the business world, she didn't think twice before showing up. Lorenzo is calm and quiet, too much of a professional himself, maybe that's why Willow never expected him to be a part of the mafia. Too much going on in her head, his children, her problems, his secrets and the very thick tension between them, there's just too many obstacles in the way of her profession. ****** “And you seemed busy up here, that's why I didn't want to disturb you.” I told him. He pulls me close, my hands grip the ends of his shirt to steady myself. I could feel every movement of his fingertips at the sides of my waist. I almost melted away when he placed a featherlike kiss at the base of my neck. “I would let you disturb me, Willow.”

"Tell me, what was I doing to your body last night?" He gingerly kneaded his finger around her core and a moan left her lips, he was torturing her. She didn't like that. "You were touching me like this," she cried out when Darian thrust his fingers into her wet hole. "Like this, Darian!" She held onto the headboard, letting him take full charge of her clit. Darian stroked her gently, looking into her eyes as he moved his fingers against her clit. She cried out in pure pleasure, "Please Darian." She felt a spasm building up between her legs. Throwing her head backwards, she reached her peak in no time. "Was that how I touched you?" Darian rolled on the bed, positioning her back on the bed. - - As a repayment of her father's debt, Darian Dawson asked for Lena's hand in marriage. Darian is a ruthless man, the next in line to the Dawson family mafia. Lena is a normal girl from the westside of London, a fresh university graduate who is looking forward to having a good life with her best friend until Darian showed up, completely ruining her plans, possessing her and taking full control of her life.

'Mate' Ever since he's a child, his father never talk about mates and everything that involves such things especially when his mother died few years ago, all his father did is to train little Zyron to fight, how to be brave and tough. Kaya naman lumaki at tumanda siya na di nag iisip o kahit naiingit sa mga nakikitang creatures na may mate, he believed that he never need anyone beside him, because he can stand and lead the pack all alone. They say that mates is the half of your soul, you need them to be more powerful and of course to be complete. But for Alpha Zyron of Blood moon pack. 'Having a mate means having weakness.'

Angel been sent on a mission to catch one of the biggest mafia bosses in the city. But What happens when the passion between Her and the mafia boss lights up? Will she be able to complete her mission, or will she allow passion to control you?

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship aspirant , Christopher Wesley is dead ; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. Could it be spite? Maybe the money? Or maybe she just got tired of him delaying their divorce? He's determined to find out and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for her…..

James left Texas 6 years ago to further his education. After graduating with an MBA, he goes back to his hometown to visit his parents and old friends whom he missed a lot. He also yearns to rekindle his friendship with his childhood bestfriend. But one obstacle stands in the way of all that...his best friend`s little sister Mary, a sexy green eyed bombshell. One who loved to make things difficult for James ever since they were kids. An obnoxious little twerp!

He is Musa Khan. Belonging from a Royal family, he is everything you can expect from a man belonging to such status. He is a businessman, not only that he is also a Cardiologist, most famous Cardiologist. With a handsome face and charming smile, he has stolen many hearts. He is Nawab of Raipur. There was no woman who didn't attempt to make herself prominent in his presence till her....Nayyab Rehman is a postgraduate Doctor. With no father on her head and only a mother who support both of them financially, she is introverted. With so much trouble and crisis, she is dead set on making her mother proud. She is shy and reserved and fiercely daring, something Musa Khan finds amusingly appealing......An accident caused both of them to meet in unexpected circumstances that cause a spark? Will that spark burn them to be repairable or will it led to something beautiful? Something that both are unfamiliar with...Join the spectacular voyage of Musa Khan and Nayyab Rehman to experience a boost of emotions that will make you grin in excitement and next moment to pull out your hair frustration.

"You call it madness, but I call it love" "You should be kissed and often, by someone who knows how" He has always been a rich stinky man and also a player, at least that was how he was viewed in society. The richest bachelor of every woman's dreams but never has he given in to any of their desire. While she's a good girl leading a simple and peaceful life and enjoyed going by unnoticed. She always seem to mind about her own business and was also pictured as a nobody but all of that had been upturned when their paths crossed. She was hired by him to take good care of his adopted child, the attraction is instant, but like a flame that lits up fast and immediately, so do their desires. Find out what happened next in their lives. Will love continue between them when secrets are reviewed? Don't be let out, Drowned under his touch.

"Genie" His voice was barely a whisper, his breath warm against the shell of my ear. "This is so wrong, we can't be doing this." His lips find their way back to mine, trailing the bottom lip with his tongue. "So so wrong" He pulled my lower lips in, biting on them. I stifled a moan. "I know," I managed to say. I could feel the warm slickness ache between my legs. "We shouldn't be doing this. You're my step brother." My body doesn't agree with what my mouth is saying. I snuggled closer into his chest wanting to feel the heat of his bare body against mine. I want his mouth against mine, ravaging me like he had done before. We have gone too far to back out now. "Take me, Ryder" Those were the words he needed. Only those three words. Suddenly, he grips the back of my thighs and lifts me up, forcing my legs to wrap around him. Planting me against the wall, he peers up and look straight into my eyes "You're mine" Then his lips came down on mine. I'm yours. I whispered back in the back of my head. ******** Ryder Saint, for years, has bullied me. Reasons? None. It was like he signed a contract from heaven to make my life hell. From the moment he set his eyes on me, he added my name to his list. Don't be fooled by his last name. It's a charade, he's not anything like it. Everything about Ryder Saint smells evil. His heart, dark. His soul, dark. His aura, dark. Except his face. I should have neglected him like I always have, but I couldn't when our parents decided to tie the knots and he became my stepbrother. He and I, under the same roof.

I served; I did what I needed to do, but it wasn't good enough. I sat chained in a dark room for nearly 3 hard, painful years, trying my best to keep myself protected and together when all I wanted to do was crumble under the pain and loss of my self-worth and ability to defend myself. There was never an even fight. It was them against me. Tied up. My brother is my life. We are Twins, and when I found out that he had died even though I tried my best to keep him alive and save him, My whole world fell to pieces. I'm a fighter; I don't back down so easily. I fight for what I believe in, but his death brings me to my knees and makes me feel as though I am drowning. His best friend is there to pick me back up. He makes me feel safe and loved, even when I can't love or forgive myself. He shows up even when I don't want him to, and he proves that he is there. Encourages me to take that leap and believe in myself. But can I really do this? Can I live even without my brother here?