Shana Wall Nude

“Y…you?”  He stepped closer to me, each sound making my heart race. I instinctively moved back but my back was already against the wall, there was nowhere to run, I had to face him and stand up to him but how would I even do that?. I could stand up to him when he was my boss, but now he is my mate, my second chance mate. Would he even accept me? Would he even want me? His son's caretaker?. A mere omega?.

"Shh, Alpha Kieran, your wife might hear us and we'll be in so much trouble," whispered Astoria as Kieran shoved her against the wall, his hands slowly gliding up her smooth thighs. Their lips were barely apart, his breath brushing against her face. "Don't care," he growled. "All I want right now is you and you alone." Growing up in the Winter Moon Pack, Astoria faced relentless mistreatment but couldn't help falling for Kieran, the indifferent yet charismatic son of the Alpha. One night, a single encounter between them left Astoria with a life-altering secret. Years later, Kieran returns to claim his position as Alpha, only to find there's a condition he must meet to lead the pack. Astoria now finds herself in a complicated and dangerous situation that could change everything.

After a relentless climb in the financial world, Isabelle Wakefield is on the brink of a monumental merger that could cement her as a Wall Street icon. However, the deal hinges on her being married. Enter Damien Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire known for his unyielding negotiations. He agrees to a short-term marriage contract, seeing a chance to expand his empire. Their intense chemistry and clashing personalities spark a passionate bond, challenging their views on love and authority. Isabelle's tenacity captivates Damien, while she is drawn to the empathy beneath his arrogant exterior. As their professional and personal lives intertwine, they must decide if their temporary agreement can evolve into a lasting relationship, overcoming their fears to embrace a shared future.

He pinned me against the wall, his eyes burning with intensity. I tried to push him away, but he just smiled, his lips curling up in that annoying grin of his that looked sexy as hell. 'You can't resist me, can you?' he teased, his breath hot against my skin. I tried to deny it, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Don't," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. "I'm not ready for this." He paused, his gaze searching mine. Then, he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. 'I think you are." When Tilda's fiancé cheats on her, she seeks comfort in a one-night stand with a stranger who pretended to be her groom to get her our a a bind but when she discovers he's her new boss, Richard, and the father of her young patient, Ivy, Tilda's world is turned upside down. As she explores her feelings for Richard, she must confront the consequences of their whirlwind romance as well as the Pandora's box they open. Will their love survive or will they end up like every Ill written love story?

Vienna Carter’s life is a living hell and her home is Earth’s chapter of Tartarus. But when her husband goes on a month-long business trip, she seizes the opportunity to know something other than her world of pain. She joins the passengers on Queen Odette, a cruise ship that promises her the best month of her life. As she takes in the elegance of the ship and is pampered by their first-class services, she starts to believe that the promise will be fulfilled. But her hopes of a perfect vacation are thrown overboard when she finds out the man staying in the suite next to hers is none other than the love of her life,Ex-boyfriend and reason for all her suffering. Only a psychopath would choose to be hunched over a desk, working for hours on end over the deckchairs of a luxurious cruise ship, watching the sunset on the Atlantic Horizon. Hans Griffin is that psychopath. He craves his office’s cold glass walls and despises his luxurious suite aboard Queen Odette and is beginning to despise his best friend for convincing him to do this. Work helped him forget his demons but this ship is made to tear down the walls he spent the last two years rebuilding and after meeting the woman staying in the suite next to his, he fears those walls might be reduced to nothing but piles of rubble before the month is over. How will Hans endure one month with just a wall separating him and the woman who scarred him? How will Vienna keep her distance from the one man she’s forbidden to be with when she’s stuck on this cruise with him? But most importantly, what secrets will be revealed before the thirty days are over?

All she wanted was to save her dying mother. All he wanted was a wife to seal a deal that binds the Morano family to the greatest mafia family in Italy. But he needed a bride, then he saw her. Ruby Anderson was just a girl living in her little corner of the world until she got auctioned to a cartel boss and kidnapped by Massimo Morano, a feared mafia boss. Will Ruby be able to navigate through this dangerous path? Massimo could take a bullet for her and all she wanted was her freedom, not bullets, violence and gangs. "Let me go, Massimo. I'm cutting off this agreement!" "You'd fucking obey me, Freckles. The contract isn't over... not even anytime soon." He scowled, pinning her against the wall as she trembled at his touch.

"Kevin, let's get a divorce." The man on the phone was silent for a moment, then a cold laugh was heard. "Jessica, what other tricks are you playing?" Kevin asked. Jessica closed her eyes and said calmly, "Kevin, I'll wait for you at home." After hanging up the phone, Jessica, who was leaning against the wall, fell down because she was so weak. The heavy rain outside the corridor came in because of the wind and wet her body. She gripped her phone and bit her sleeve while crying silently. Kevin was stunned when the phone call suddenly ended. Jessica had been fighting a cold war for a year and was reluctant to get a divorce. Why did she suddenly change her mind today?

I barely have time to react when my back collides with the cold wall of my room. Gray’s hands slams against the wall on either side of my head, caging me in. his chest rises and falls. “You’re a coward,” he breathes his voice raspy. I swallow hard. “And you’re an asshole.” He smirks, but there’s no humor in it. “Maybe, but at least I don’t run from what I want.” I try to shove him away but with one hand he catches my wrists, pinning against the wall above my head. My breath hitches. His grip isn't painful, just firm and possessive. “You keep looking at me like that,” he murmurs as his lips brush against my jaw causing me to tilt my head, “but then you pretend you don’t want this.” “I don’t,” I whisper and even I don’t believe myself. Gray’s lips twitch, as if he’s amused. Then before I can stop him, his lips crash against mine. I gasp and that’s all it takes for him to deepen the kiss, his free hand sliding to my waist, pulling me against him. heat pulls in my stomach and moves between my legs. I should push him. I should slap him, make him stop… But I don’t. Because the moment his tongue brushes against mine, I’m gone. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… He is my tormentor, my stepbrother, my worst nightmare. Yet somehow in the dark, when the world isn't watching, he becomes something else, something forbidden. We're never meant to fall. Never meant to crave. But here we are, heading straight for disaster.

I could smell his tempting cologne as he walked closer to me. He placed his hands on the wall, caging me between his strong arms. He leaned forward, his honey-colored eyes boring into mine like he was trying to figure something out. On the other hand, I was melting like ice cream in a cone. "You look familiar," he said, biting his lip, deep in thought. "Have we met before?" he asked. Of course, the most popular lacrosse player at Wilford High School would never know me—a girl who hides from the faces of her classmates. Jack Harrison. The most handsome and popular boy in school, the one every girl wishes to have. I've always had a crush on, always wishing he would notice me. Then one day, I found out that a new family was moving next door, and to my utmost surprise, it turns out to be Jack Harrison.

“Any conversation we're going to be having is going to be in the four corners of my wall and after that, I'd love and appreciate it if you forgot my name, home address and social security number— if you have that, of course.” “Cute,” he laughs and then winces when I open the drink can with a pop. I raise a brow at him, urging him to continue and then take a sip of my drink as I wait patiently. “ Contrary to what you may think, I'm not here to hurt you or whatever it is you're thinking —” “No shit.” “I'm here to offer you a deal. One I know you wouldn't be able to refuse.” “Sure, Professor Xavier.” This is getting fun and it's the most fun I've had in a few days. “Marry me.” ********** I had a one night stand with a handsome, enigmatic stranger. It was drunk decision; one I promised myself never to indulge in. Putting aside my regret, I continue with life and the trials it keeps throwing my way. As a girl used to surprises, what I don't expect is seeing this stranger from months ago at my doorstep and offering me a deal I can't seem to refuse: a marriage contract in exchange for my biggest wishes to be fulfilled.