Silent Breath Sisters

Grace read the content of the tweet with trembling lips, and a hoarse voice almost choking, or did she know why she could be like that, there was clearly a feeling of horror that ran through her body as she read the tweet. The tweet is "Thank you to my friends who have cursed at me, hopefully we will meet again letter. The path i take is God's way." For a moment the were silent, no one dared to make a sound. Their lips seemed to be sewn up hard to open, they look each other, it wasn't the vengeful it used to be, but one filled with horror. As if something was telling them that a terrible event had happend, let's just say it was a hunch.

"We shouldn't be doing this" "I'll be the one calling the shots honey, bend over." Kiara has never been one to mess around. Being the daughter of the CEO of Lux Empire, she has it all. But, she works hard, lives a silent life, and gets by happily. When Luca Ettore, her father’s best friend, slips into it, she isn’t sure how to go about it. The sexual tension is undeniable, and the way he makes her feel is illicit. It’s a mess, a whirlwind of love and pain, tears and shocking revelations as they travel through a timeline of their own. Will their love rise above societal expectations? Or will it all come crashing down?

I can feel the heat of my predator’s breath on my neck. For him I will never be just a memory. I’ll always be a goal, always the thing that lies ahead just out of reach. If I have anything to do with it, that’s where I’ll remain. But I know his hunger, his patience, his relentlessness. His heart beats once for every ten times mine does. And I’m so tired now. I wonder here in the frigid cold if the chase will end tonight and which of us will be dead, really dead, when it’s done.

CHAN After the death of her grandmother, Chandra Chandler, known affectionately as Chan, and her two sisters move to Australia to escape their past and build a better life. When a fortune-teller reveals to Chan she will fall in love with a man who is as bright as the sun, she dismisses the very idea as hocus pocus. But when gorgeous Sam Harrington and his daughter waltz into her life, Chan’s world turns upside down. Sam draws her to him like a moth to a flame with his good looks, charismatic personality, and kindness. Most of all, his warm gaze and gentle touches tempt her with the promise of seduction—a dangerous territory she is afraid to enter, yet longs to experience. SAM After the death of his wife in a freak accident, multibillionaire Sam Harrington is sick of women throwing themselves at his feet simply because they are attracted to his enormous bank account and good looks. When he bumps into Chan, he knows instantly she is different. He’s attracted to her and wants her. When he discovers this strong, beautiful woman is broken inside and in danger of losing herself, he vows to protect and love her unconditionally.

My breath caught in my throat as Roman’s finger grazed my chin, “I want you,” he whispers, “All of you,” I watched as his eyes flickered to my lips and back up to meet my gaze, “You are my brother Ronan,” I swallowed. “Stepbrother,” he drew closer, this time his breath was hot on my face. “This is wrong,” I managed to say, struggling to hide how obsessed I had become with his touch. His lips drew to mine, “Stop me if you don't want this, and I'll leave you alone,” he said and his lips pinned mine between his, sucking aggressively like he had been hungry for this. I didn't pull away, I didn't care, “Oh…,” I mumbled against his lips as I wrapped my arms around my stepbrother's neck. ~~~~~~ June Rourke’s life changes overnight when her mother marries powerful billionaire Victor Grayson. Forced to leave her old life behind, June transfers to an elite college she never wanted. On her first day, she clashes with a rude, arrogant boy, Ronan Grayson, only to discover hours later that he is her new stepbrother. Living under the same roof, tension builds quickly between them, turning every encounter into a battle. When a school project takes June and Ronan on a three-day trip, their hatred shifts into something neither of them expects. A single kiss changes everything, pulling them into a secret, forbidden relationship filled with tension and desire.

“You’re trembling, Zarelia,” he murmured, his breath fanning my face. I hate this—how my body reacted to this monster. “I’m not. I hate you!” “Hate?” He chuckled, his eyes caressing my body. “You say one thing and your body says another.” My breath hitched. “You’re crazy.” “For your body? Yes, Zarelia. I am.” ~ ~ ~ What's worse than being branded as an adulteress, rejected by your mate and stripped of your title as Luna? Death? Wrong answer. Worse is being offered as a tribute to HIM. Kaelric Ashvyr Greythorne III The King of Alphas. A monster feared by all and hated by many. No one dared cross his path. Many hadn't seen his face but there were rumors. Some said he was half-human, half-beast. Others say he was the devil himself, with horns, and fangs long enough to drain an elephant in seconds. He'd killed an army of rebels by himself. Captured the Orc King himself… They say his immense strength and dark powers comes from the heart of people he eats every fortnight. Others say it is from eating the virgin womb of young maidens. I want nothing to do with him. I'd rather die. But my life was no longer in my hands. I must submit to survive this demon king. Only… submitting isn't easy. Not when he HATES the very sight of me. The feeling is mutual. And yet, behind those cold, hateful eyes… is a secret I was never meant to find out.

"You gonna behave?" He asks. I continue to trash. "Oh fuck off." I throw over my shoulder. "Now let go- What are you doing?" I gasp once I feel his hand holding my wrists move down to the hem of my dress. He pauses and drops his head so that his lips are at my ear and a shiver runs down my neck when his deep voice sounds in my ear. "If I have to spank your ass until you learn to behave, I will." My body freezes and I hold my breath as surprise fills me. My mind is telling at me me to fight him but my pussy clenches and heat pools low in my belly at the thought. "That's what I fucking thought." Alejandro spits under his breath as his heavy breathing fills the room. A teenage girl targets the mafia boss and charmingly lures him in. No one dares to reject the Principessa, so she always gets what she desires. .................... However, if they are unable to provide her with the desired item, she takes matters into her own hands. Camila, who is 19 years old, possesses beauty, sweetness, and exudes innocence. Camila is additionally spoiled, manipulative, and bratty. What occurs when she is sent to reside with La Famigilia following the death of her own family? She desires the one man who is out of her reach. The man who will be responsible for her. The man is willing to fulfill her desires but also refuses to be with her. However, being the brat she is, she refuses to listen.

At a party, everyone sees Claire's joke. His fiance, chosen mate, walks past her with the ring and gets down on one knee in front of her stepsister. What the hell is going on here? "Joe and I are together now. Because we are each other's fated mates." Her stepsister said triumphantly. "We know you're hurting, but Cathy is your sister. You should bless them. Your sister will be the next luna, not you." Said her father coldly. In an instant, she changed from a happy girl to a poor person who had been abandoned and betrayed. "How dare you do this to me?" Desperate, she looked up and saw Prince Louis, who was also at the party. Although appealing directly to a member of the royal family would have been punishable, Claire had no choice. "Your Highness, I beg you to do justice and disinherit them. I claim my right." The crowd held their breath as they watched the murderous prince rumored to have killed his brother. He approached me with a dark look. I closed my eyes and waited for my punishment. But I felt big hands around my waist. He buried his head in my neck, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice. "You are a very smart and brave girl. I can help you, but I want something else in return." I ran into a hug, his scent all around me. I didn't know, until this moment, that I was in even bigger trouble.

On the day I was declared pregnant, I ran into my husband in the ob-gyn. He was with his long-lost love for a prenatal checkup. "I'm not going home tonight. As you can see, I have business to attend to," Lawrence said quietly as he left with an arm wrapped around Melissa. I fell silent and booked an abortion surgery. Everyone around us thought I was a simp for Lawrence. They thought I wouldn't leave, no matter how badly he mistreated me. He had the same thought. No one knew that I only married him to repay a debt. That debt was now repaid. Ten years was up, and I could finally end this abominable marriage.

Caveat: Trigger alert and TRAGEDYYYY~ First Firne Fantasy Series Book #1 A tough tie between Xaulfur and his demonic possession bounds Allegra to a rough Fate. Her sanity begins to slip away with her choice enslaved, and while she could not stop the darkness that engulfs her, she grabs a blade. If she can drive it into her nightmare’s cruel heart—regardless that he is her unborn child’s Father—she may find a bit of sour happiness. Yet, the only words that ring in her ears are; “Destiny bonds you with him. Stay, Luaya, for the Child’s breath; otherwise, it would cease.”