Soft Jazz

One night of rioting because of aphrodisiacs, Aretha successfully made love to Roger, the billionaire of the whole country AL. After that night, Aretha got her revenge. And Roger is day and night infatuated with Aretha's silhouette. Three years later, Aretha returned to her homeland from abroad. Roger immediately plotted to "kidnap" Aretha as his wife. ---------------------------- "Roger! Get out of my bed! Now!" "No! Three years ago, you were the one who set the trap to make me trapped, now you are not responsible for what you did. " Aretha's lips twitched a few times, she was helpless at the man in front of her. "Are you a man, Roger? How can you be so shameless?" Roger was not angry at Aretha's curse, he bent his head to kiss her soft lips. Then calmly replied. "Yes! I'm shameless, I'm just shameless to you alone."

Hannah Snow: the poor secretary They met for the first time when she accidentally caught him having passionate sex with a hot woman. Since then, their fates have been sealed! After graduating from college, her soft heart led her to be deceived into working like a slave in his company. She had never seen someone so shamelessly promiscuous, changing girlfriends more frequently than clothes—he was basically a playboy! As his indispensable secretary, she not only handled daily tasks but also endured being slapped by his occasional flings. On top of that, she had to memorize all the birthdays and preferences of the ladies in his dating roster! She even had to prepare hotels for him and clean up all the messes he left behind. Late at night, she would receive his calls and rush to hotels without a single complaint, handling his rendezvous affairs. Look around the entire secretary world, and you won't find anyone as versatile as her! Enough was enough!!!! This time, she was determined to say goodbye to him. Charles Smith- the CEO He was the CEO of Universal Pictures, a playboy who never rejected any beautiful woman. No matter what type of woman, they all fell for him easily, surrendering to his charm. However, there are exceptions to his charm, and this cold-faced secretary was simply born to be his undoing. A bet gave him a reason to pursue her! This woman he had been eyeing for so long, he had finally taken her for himself!

A soft gasp escaped her lips when Tobias’ hand slipped into her gown and caught one breast. She tried her best to suppress her emotions but her eyes just involuntarily shut due to a pleasurable sensation brought by his warm touch. She blinked her eyes open when he detached his hand from her breast. Tobias distanced himself from her, however, the rage in his eyes was still there as he watched her. “I almost forgot. You told me a few years back, only I can touch you unless I pay you.” Minah's brows furrowed, her eyes fixed on him. Tobias pulled himself away from her, composing himself before he took his wallet out of his pocket. He then pulled out some paper bills and threw them on her. Her eyes darted to the money that he tossed right in front of her. Six violet-colored paper bills. Her mouth was left agape. Six hundred pesos! Minah could feel her blood rushing to her face as insult, rage, and humiliation stirred inside her. She lifted her face once again and threw daggers at Tobias. “I am no whore, you son of a bitch!” His expression grew ominous. “You are filthier than a whore, Damara,” he said firmly, his voice sounding displeased.

Mary Redferne is a fiery young woman. Trouble literally follows her, mainly because of her mouth. She didn’t know how to put any breaks on them. She was everything a man was scared of: ambitious, had a mind of her own and didn’t refrain from telling people that their ideas are garbage. In the 1960s, this ‘attitude’ did not play well with the society but nobody dared to say anything as she was the only child of the mayor, Clement Redferne. Joseph Lachlan was a soft spoken gentleman who unlike other men in the country has remained very humble after getting remarkable fame and fortune at a very young age. He was known for his kindness, compassion and candor. But more importantly his striking resemblance to a Greek god. He was the one person who did not judge Mary or even think that she was ever out of line even though her name was always in the newspaper with the headline ‘The Wild Girl’. Mary, who is habituated with fighting and arguing with everyone who judges her, how will she react to a man who absolutely has no opinion about her ‘wild and erratic’ side? A man who just accepts her for the way she is?

Hunter Vaugh, very known in the circuit of clandestine fights as The Sickle, was suspended form UFC for being a very unstable fighter and not being able to restrain his anger out of the rings. He is back to Portland and now dedicates himself to his bar, but he can’t adapt to this slow life. He’s a man who likes the sound of his Harley Davidson and to ride the curves of beautiful women. But behind that bad boy mask, all he desires is to have a woman that’s only his who will accept the beast that lives in him. Margareth Hanks is a veterinarian who just arrived in town, by a blow from destiny she sees herself face to face with Hunter turned into a wolf… He tasted Maggie’s soft skin, seduced by the her tempting scent, now Hunter is obsessed with this woman, he needs to have her at all cost.

A billionaire who hides his bleeding heart with a tough exterior and a soft, family oriented 24 year old woman. Who would have ever thought? Vanessa Higgins lives in constant reminder of how indebted she is to her aunt for taking she and her sister in when they lost their mum. But the ultimate favour was asked of her when she was asked to marry a man she barely knew to enable the family business. In an unexpected turn of events, she ends up marrying another man on that same day, a cold hearted billionaire who is willing to go to any length to have the debt he's owed paid back. Damien De Luca never imagined he'd be getting married when he woke up that morning. But after a look at Vanessa, he had to keep her around him, even if that meant entrapping her with her family's debt. He has married her alright, but not for the reason everyone thinks. What happens when his true reason dares to burst out? A marriage based on a contract might not be so bad after all, but what of a marriage based on lies, warped truths and secrets?

Cassandra Morgan thought her exhausting life was finally over. She went to a high end party to celebrate her freedom from her father's debt, but woke up in the next morning in luxurious suite and a handsome man was sleeping soundly. "You." The woman eyed Casandra. “Why are you so pathetic and shameless to bite something that is far from your league.” Cassandra found her phone, the first thing she saw was the text message she received from Rachel. “I sold you off. Sorry.” The man was smiling under the soft and silky duvet. His eyes still closed tight but he heard everything and felt amused by the drama. His back was facing them but his ears were clear as the sky. You awake? fucking asshole?

Violet eyes with piercing sight. Mane of gold in pale moonlight. Skin so hard and lily white. Voice so soft, yet filled with might. He comes to me in the dark of night. Flash of teeth, smile so slight. There is no fear, no need to fight. In his embrace, I crave his bite. -S.R. Michele, or Shelly to those closest to her, is a typical 21 yr old, trying to find her way in life. She has good family, a close circle of friends. She's outgoing and friendly, and a bit reckless and impulsive sometimes. And she has certain gifts...when she touches things, she can see into the past, she can feel what was felt by others, and she can sense things before they happen. Ok, so maybe she's not so typical. An impromptu trip to New Orleans, a party on Bourbon Street, and an attempted assault in a dark alley lead her into a world she didn't know existed...but one she's not afraid of. She doesn't know if the violet-eyed stranger that comes to her rescue, and follows her home, is a friend or a foe - and honestly, she doesn't care. Once you've had a taste of the darkness, it's hard to pull away... **** This book was written in the late 1990's - early 2000's, and originally published in 2004, under the title: Diary of a Vampire by S.M. Royston. It was my first book, and it wasn't long until I came to hate it! (Please, don't look it up - I promise you, it's terrible) So here we are, years later, and I've decided to throw out my original work, and re-write it. Because I'm the author, and I can do that. The story, characters, and settings are the same - but the writing style is different, and in my opinion, much, much better. I hope you enjoy it. ****

"Devils don't love, baby. They ruin." He rasps beside my ear, trailing his long fingers between my bare cleavage. Something like fire flickered in his emerald green eyes but it disappeared as it came. "Luckily, we're on the same page, Volkov. I'll ruin you and vanish your empire from this universe." I challenge, tangling his fingers with mine and dropping them from the forbidden area. His cold eyes darkened but his soft pink lips twisted with a small smirk. "I would love to see you try." ❥❥❥❥ The disappearance of Lilah Daniels' brother Robert Daniels was nothing but a mystery to everyone. She was a fifteen-year-old girl when it all happened. The only thing she knew, her brother was involved in some kind of illegal business. Robert was the only person who was there for her when their addict parents used to come back home drunk and beat the shit out of her. Even they forced Robert to be involved in such kind of bad business, only for money. Lilah promised herself to find out her beloved brother as she started collecting information. It took five years for her to reach the person only who knew where her brother was. But he was no ordinary gang leader or don. He was hundreds of boss' boss, the greatest Russian mafia king Ivan Volkov, known as the devil to the underworld. Nobody has seen him except for a few mafia bosses. He was a pure evil soul with a creativity of manipulating and killing his enemies in one blink. But she didn't care. She did her best to reach the devil and finally succeeded. But what happened when two dangerous souls met? How would they avoid the dark forbidden desires ignited inside them? (THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK! )

He straddled me, his hips swirling in slow, maddening circles. His body was right there, pressing into mine, and I couldn’t escape it; I didn’t want to. His hands found mine and guided them to his chest, and when my palms touched his warm skin, I was gone. My pulse was a blur of frantic beats pounding in my ears, drowning out the crowd's cheers and whistles. With his face inches from mine, Alec leaned in. His breath ghosted over my lips, his smile, cocky, knowing, playful, and somehow tender all at once. “You okay there?” he asked with an amused tone, and I opened my mouth, desperate to say something—anything—but nothing came out. My throat was dry, my skin was on fire and my mind was completely blank. All I could do was stare at him, completely mesmerized by how his body moved against mine and that wicked smirk on his lips. Before I knew it, heat pooled low in my belly, spreading downward, and I instinctively clenched my thighs together to stop the throbbing that ignited between my legs, but it was too late as I dampened the soft leather.