Scorching In A Sentence

“Tell me, Isabella…do you still taste me on your tongue?” Damien’s whisper is fire against her neck, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip through silk, pulling her flush against the hard proof of how much he’s never stopped wanting her. She came to L.A. for a quiet Christmas. Instead, the billionaire who once claimed her body in one reckless night, and vanished, steals her off the street. Damien Voss thinks she’s his rival’s daughter. Locks her in his penthouse. Plans to use her. But her eyes, her scent, the way she trembles under his touch… It's her. The woman he’s craved for a year. She escapes. Starts over in another country. Finds calm, safety… even gets engaged to Jace Salvador. However, that peace is short-lived when Damien finds her and tears her away from Jace. Carries her back to his bed, his rules, his hunger. She doesn’t remember Damien as the man from the scorching one night stand years ago. To her, he’s just the man who makes her pulse race and her walls crumble. Until the truth crashes in, and the memories of that night return to haunt her. Betrayals burn. A murder trial looms. And Isabella holds the power to save him…or destroy him. She swore she’d never forgive the man from that night. But Damien’s touch makes her forget everything but yes. Damien’s Willing Captive; where Stockholm becomes sanctuary, and the only escape is deeper into his fire.

I first met Kai Valentine at the basketball court when I was ten years old. Kai was taller, louder, and faster than me. And from that day on, Kai became my best friend, my safe place. But then my parents passed away, and my family went bankrupt. After that, we weren't best friends anymore. We were just two strangers living in completely different worlds. Then, Kai starts "stealing" from me. He manages to steal every single girlfriend I've ever had. The day he steals my eighth girlfriend, I finally break. That's when I decide to fight back and get myself a boyfriend instead. That's right; I'm going to pretend to be gay! Let's see how he plans to steal this one. However, I never thought that my actions would make Kai go absolutely berserk. That night, Kai presses me against a dim corner in the stairwell. His fists slam into the concrete wall, his breath hot against my cheek. "If even he can be your boyfriend," he grits out, "then why can't I?" I laugh. "Are you out of your mind?" Kai just keeps pressing closer, his scorching gaze burning into me as his lips inch closer until he is just a breath away. "Do you still not get it?" Something hot and erect presses up against me. He then growls softly in my ear. "I never wanted to steal any of your girlfriends. The only person I ever wanted was you, Aiden Winston!"

“There’s no sleeping and cuddling, Robyn. Just fu*king. I will f*ck you hard and fast. I will f*ck you until I lose interest in you. I will f*ck you every night. I’ll make sure you beg for more. That’s for a year. You will be naked in bed for 365 nights. After that, your debt is paid. I will forget you existed. Unless you have my three million dollars right now, then you have no choice but to bend to my will.” *** One night is supposed to be fun, not waking up sold to the highest bidder. Before I knew it, my boss, the beast with an ice-cold heart and a nightmare to work for, bought me and owned my very existence, turning me into his little bird in his golden gilded cage with impossible choices until I agreed to his dark bargain. Being at the mercy of a man like Spade Kolby with wealth, power, and an enigmatic past as dark as the night, I soon realized that having your boss save your life comes with a price. Nothing’s free. The only way to pay my debt is to be his wife and surrender my freedom. But the second our skins touch, there’s fire. The longer I try to resist his scorching touch and fight his death grip on my heart, the harder it gets, and I know nothing good comes out of falling for him.  Knowing the unimaginable consequences of escaping— how a snap of his fingers can destroy me, his words can rip me apart, and the unbreakable bond that binds us. After all, maybe once he gets what he wants, his obsession with me stops. Or maybe he’s not as cruel as I imagined him to be.

Nina became friend with Dewey at 13, they got really close over the years and she fell in love with him. At 18, she found out he was his mate, her joy knew no bound but the joy didn't last a day as he rejected her heartlessly. Broken and dejected, she ran into the woods to cry out her sorrow, it was such a painful experience but she didn't expect to meet an handsome man in the wood, she jumped on the man and seduced him to make love with her and he in turn satisfied her to the brim. Ten months later, Nina stood as a slave with her two handsome children by her arms before the most ruthless and aloof alpha king, Roland, who was popularly known for killing his late wife for cheating on him with a slave. His hatred for slaves knew no height, infact, it made him gave an order that slaves are not permitted to give birth to children nor have children lesser than three years old with them. Nina wouldn't allow her babies to be separated from her. About to sentence Nina to a lifetime in the Deungeon for disobeying his order, Nina confessed to him that her twin boys were his. In a world where DNA test doesn't exist, how will Nina prove to him that her twins were for him? Will he let go of his deep rooted hatred for slaves and accept the mother of his children or will he destroy her for disobeying his command?

"Are you okay, did I hurt you?" he whispers, gently running his thumb on my flushed cheek. His eyes are so tender and the way they stare down at me, makes my heart swell with immense joy. I can't believe I just did it, and it was amazing. "No" I shake my head leaning into his touch. Fuck! I love him so much. I want this man to myself all days of my life. "Thank you for trusting me, baby. I..I...i" he quickly looks away when he couldn't complete his sentence, and I know why. "You don't have to tell me anything" I whisper pulling his head to my lips. "It doesn't matter to me, Rico. You are all I want, with your every flaw and the darkness that surrounds you" "But you deserve so much better sweetheart, you deserve the world" "Then be my world. I don't want to exist in a place you aren't " I sincerely murmur and it silences him. For the first time since I met rico, his eyes hold a different emotion other than the obvious ones. Determination. They are both lonely with troubling pasts, they both have walls built up so high and won't allow anyone to notice the pain behind their eyes. Can Mia Vulcan and Rico Moreno help each other overcome the demons hunting them? Find out.

“All this is simple, Rose my dear daughter, you do understand what is at stake here. This mafian alliance is very important to this family. So on behalf of me and your sisters I demand that you reject the Alphas so that a much organized agreement can take place and your sisters can be lunas”, their father said as he stood towering over Ro with his huge body. “... no father. I will not do…”, before she could complete her sentence, she saw her father's hand fly in the air and before she realized what was going on, she was also flying. Rose Costa's father is the head warrior and a ruthless enforcer of the Lago Di Smeraldo pack. All her life she has been treated like an unwanted insignificant member of her family unlike her older twin sisters Adalina and Amara, who her father showered with his love and attention. When she gets admission into college, she happily leaves home with the hopes that she can avoid the crimes and cruelty of her mafian werewolf family. Her happiness is disrupted when her father summons her home for the introduction of the new Alphas, Lorenzo and Leonardo of the Romano crime syndicate and their Lunas Adalina and Amara, Rose Costa's older sisters. However, everything changes when Alpha Lorenzo and Alpha Leonardo smell their true mate and discover that she is none other than Rose Costa the little insignificant sister of their chosen mates Adalina and Amara Costa.

“I hate that man, I hate that man, I hate him but oh!! How I love him”. Valentina Berkeley got married to a man she knew nothing about, a man who hated and did nothing to get close to her. At the altar he looked like someone reciting his death sentence and when they got married, he isolated himself from her. He loved another woman and made it obvious to her that he hated her because of their arranged marriage, yet she loved him. She loved his brooding look and read into the littlest things he did for her but when it became too much, she gathered what little pride she had left and divorced him. Fast forward to few years later, they meet again and they have to work together. Feelings develop and the man that was filled with hatred for her seems nowhere to be found. It does not help that she had his child and she would do anything to keep him a secret. Will she be able to keep the hatred she had for him or will he slowly eat away at the walls she built to protect herself? Will the love she once had for him overcome the hatred that built up and festered over the years or will secrets and untold truths doom their relationship to the same end? Will she give in to her son's demands for a father? Will he be able to redeem himself in her eyes or would he be the same man that hurt her time and time again?

They called me wolf less. Weak. Worthless. In the Bloodstone Pack, that’s as good as a death sentence—except mine has been slow, drawn out in whispers, cold stares, and the sharp edges of my family’s contempt. My mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack before turning his back. So I did what no one expected. I left. One reckless night in a bar far from home, I met a stranger with eyes like winter storms. I should have walked away, but pain has a way of making you reckless—and desire has a way of making you forget. By morning, I was gone, certain I’d never see him again. But fate is cruel and relentless. The stranger was no ordinary wolf—he was the Lycan King, and I was his mate. Now he’s hunting me, not just for the bond that ties us, but for something more… because something woke inside me that night. My wolf. My power. And possibly, our child. The world I ran from is nothing compared to the enemies closing in now—family who’d rather see me broken, a sister who thrives on my misery, and a rival king who would burn kingdoms to claim what’s his. The closer Jake gets, the more I wonder if the greatest danger I face isn’t the people hunting me… but the darkness I’ve carried all along.

She didn't mean to moan when he pressed her against the stone wall, his hand between her thighs, his breath scorching against her ear. "You're soaking, little Omega," Damien growled. "Tell me-did you think of us when you touched yourself at night? Or did you cry and clench your legs shut like a good little liar?" She trembled and her body ached for more. Lucian's voice came next, rough and dark. "You ran from us. Left us hard and hungry. Do you know how close I came to tearing through that city just to feel your cunt grip my cock?" Her knees buckled, but Kael caught her, dragging her back into his chest with a growl. "You belong to us, Omega. Say it, or I'll bend you over this desk and make you remember with every inch." She gasped, lips parted, but her voice broke before the words came. "Say it," Damien snapped. "Say who owns this filthy little body." The mate bond snapped, it was wild and irresponsible. She burned for them, and ached for them. And when she ran, they hunted. Now they've found her again, and she was trembling, slick, lying to herself with every breath she takes. But there's no more mercy. She'll scream when they mark her. Shake when they knot her. Break when they bond her. "You were made for our cocks, little mate," Lucian whispers, licking her tears. "Now open your mouth and show us how sorry you are." This time, they don't make love. They destroy her and she begs for more.

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 1 [Also known as PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS] 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 When my mother's declining health forced me to reconsider my career options, my boss steered me in an unexpected direction. The was simple: get in, get the information, and get the out. Except, it wasn't that easy. Especially when my target was the most nefarious man alive in New York. The closer I got to him, the more I saw sides of him I never expected. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding and eager gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs. One might think he would stop at that, but—devil, help me—he needed more. More than I was ready to give. There was a reason I never wanted to the Underworld. When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, but nothing prepared me for the worst. The truth about the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister. 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒 We all know what they say about sweet things: when consumed excessively, they turn from savoury to bitter. That was what she was. A poor excuse for a sweet I wanted to devour. I wanted to make her suffer with the same intensity. She deserved it. And so did her scheming sister. Only, I didn’t know the latter was dead, and I might be the one at fault. But did that stop me from craving her? , no. My desire to have her magnified. She became mine the moment she walked into my life with those hauntingly blue eyes. She could give me the one thing I never had in life: happiness. But being the master at ruining everything, how could I ever be the man she wanted me to be?