Short Poem About Myself

A woman filled with childhood trauma, abandonment and daddy issues and a man with questionable desires. Two strangers who met in a bar. The woman came to drink her hearts out as she's about to get married to an old man. The man on the other hand, came to seek a short term companion for the night. As the night progress these two strangers paths crossed. With an unknown force they embark on a heartwarming journey where unexpected connections turn into lifelong bonds. Two strangers who, despite their differences and pasts, find themselves irresistibly drawn to one another . Through laughter, challenges, and moments of serendipity, they discover that sometimes the most beautiful love stories start with a chance encounter. Dive into a world where their love grows from the simplest of beginnings and witness how two strangers transform into something amazing...

"I am your weakness. I can do anything to hurt you, even if it includes harming myself — I will do it. Even if I will have to die to shatter you, I will die. That's how much I hate you." Some things are better unknown. Faith was living her mediocre life at her best. The most she had to worry about was school and her jobs. But things changed in a matter of a night... One day, she had everything - family, friends, a house, and a very typical everyday life.... the next day, everything is gone and now she is running in circles - trying to catch what she can. Now it is not just about living, it is about surviving. And to do that, she needs Mateo... ....... Mateo is a man built of stone. Faith is a clueless young woman searching for her reputed guardian after a tragedy strikes that leaves her all alone. In search of answers, she finds so much more, about Mateo, her family, and herself. He calls her a clueless foxy, she calls him flesh over concrete.

Collection of 18+ sexy erotic short stories that turns you on and makes you wet. Note : The stories contains morally grey characters .

He’s forbidden to me So why can’t I resist him? Grayson Barlowe has always been my enemy. We were taught by our warring families to compete on the business battlefield. But everything changes when we’re forced to work together! I have never been immune to his devilish good looks. But as I learn about the pain that Grayson keeps hidden from the world, it becomes obvious he’s not just a playboy. Yet a truce seems impossible, until I find myself in the place I vowed I’d never be: between my enemy’s sheets!

"What do you mean we got married?" I asked him my voice raising a bit. "I don't like repeating myself but all I know is that we are in this mess because of you." he glared at me as his hands were balled up into fists. "Look Mister I don't know what you are talking about but I came here to audition as a runaway bride so stop with this nonsense." It all started with trying to get a job and ended with her getting married. When rushing to get at auditions for a runaway bride Alexandria finds herself at the wrong address but at the right time

A compilation of some of the darkest, kinkiest and freakiest fantasy. Be warned. Open this book guilt-free and dive into the world of erotica. Inside, you will find steamy and toe-curling short stories. Werewolves? A one night stand with a billionaire? Forbidden romance? Aliens with tentacles? Threesome? Or perhaps you fancy being sandwiched between two men who also desired each other? This book will contain hundreds of short stories! Who knows? Maybe one of them is your darkest fantasy brought to life? Or perhaps you want you want me to write your fantasy? Be the writer of your own fantasy and let me bring it to life. Just comment it down.

In my previous life, my three sons told me they wanted to set up a Family Bond Fund for me. Each of them would deposit three thousand dollars every month. I cried with gratitude, truly believing that decades of sacrifice had finally paid off. One of them even said, "Mom, you've given us so much. It's our turn to take care of you now." However, eight years later, I was told I have uremia. That was when I discover that the bank card, which supposedly held the fund, couldn't even cover the dialysis deposit. Soon after, my eldest son video-called me. He said he wanted to buy a better apartment in a good school district. He was short of 150 thousand dollars for the down payment and asked if I could lend it to him first. My second son came to the hospital with his wife and daughter. He didn't ask about my condition at all. Instead, he kept showing off his daughter's piano competition trophy, hinting that he needed 50 thousand dollars to enroll her in a prestigious international piano program. My youngest son was even more straightforward. He said he had his eye on a limited-edition pair of sneakers and wanted me to pay 30 thousand dollars for them as a birthday gift. The moment they realized the bank account didn't have enough money, their faces fell. "We each put in three thousand dollars every month. Over eight years, that's at least eight hundred thousand dollars. Mom, are you hiding the money from us?" To force me to reveal my savings, they took turns pressuring me, switching between sweet talk and threats. They even told relatives that I had dementia and had been scammed out of my money. Unable to take it anymore, I yanked out my IV late one night and walked out of the hospital, only to be hit by a car, dying instantly. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day of my hospital checkup.

“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room. I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace. It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped. He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears. “Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears. Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction. Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist. And everything changes. Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible. She begins to question everything about her life and her past.

"Did you really kiss the Alpha?" Gary asked me and turned to the man bathing in the darkness. "Is she the one you were telling me about?” "Yes," he coldly said and turned around, walking away. "Please," I begged, crying. "Alpha Asher, please. I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to, please forgive me.” I begged, crying profusely and Gary looked at me, pity flickering in his eyes. "Please, Alpha. Let's help her. She could be useful to you one day,” he suggested and Alpha Asher stopped in his tracks. I almost shot Gary a dirty glare. What did he mean by useful? I didn't leave my pack to come here and serve another fucking Alpha! The Alpha I kissed at that! I was about to ask what he meant by useful but the pain in my leg reminded me of what was at stake. To serve him for a while and then be free, or to die and not be able to do anything again. "Useful?” Alpha Asher asked, breaking my thoughts. "Yes, yes. I'll do whatever you want. Just help me, please. I don't want to die." I begged. "Anything I want?” he asked again, smirking. ”What could this man be thinking of that's making him smirk?” I mumbled to myself, trying to distract myself from his attractive lips. ”Answer me, woman. Would you do anything I want?”

My name is Greyson Langley-just call me Lang. I'm a heavy-metal band player who just back from a concert tour. On my Clofus campus, I reunited with my friends and my beautiful four crushes. Later, I heard about the largest prostitution complex in South East Asia was threatened by being evicted by the government. There, I met a prostitute with a golden voice with a dark past. So, I promised to free her from that despicable valley. Later, I found myself torn between five different women in five irreconcilable lives. The deeper I became involved in their lives, I catapulted into the intrigues of a world that threatens my life and may shatter my heart. And even my nation's democracy. One day, I found a diary written by my grandfather, which made me enlightened also threatened. Stranded amid love, danger, passion, and violence, I should choose between myself, my lover, or my nation. What I begin in compulsion now becomes my urgent need. Come, read my story ... If you dare! WARNING: This story contains adult, explicit, disturbing, and sensitive material. Reader discretion is advised.