Sophia Lillis Naked

From her childhood, Samantha has lived under the shadow of her stepsister Jazz. From favorite clothes, cute jewelry, Jazz took away everything Samantha liked, including Alexander Heiden, the man Samantha has secretly liked for many years. Alexander Heiden is the son of the wealthy Heiden family. He's been looking for the little girl who saved his life from a kidnapping. A misunderstanding made him think that girl was Jazz. Alexander began to pursue Jazz. Jazz was cold at the beginning, but she accepted him when she found Samantha had a crush on Alexander. The night of their engagement party, Alexander mistakenly recognized Samantha as Jazz. He slept with her. The next morning, naked Samantha and Alexander were found. Jazz used it to cancel the engagement, and misled Alexander into thinking this was Samantha who drugged him. Alexander's father angrily scolded him and demanded that he marry Samantha instead or he would deprive him of his inheritance rights. Alexander could only agree, but he swore he would never love her. Samantha promises to herself that she will anything to work this marriage. But her world shatter again when Alexander demand her to sign the divorce paper. Samantha knows its's all her step-sister doing so she left without fighting with Alexander child inside her belly. Three years later they all meet again but this time the table is turn. "This time I will show you all what power is actually means." Samantha says as she look at her ex-husband and her family.

I could not wait to get back to him, his touch, oh moon goddess what have you done to me, how can my mate be my rival, Sophia struggled in her bed, turning left to right but still unable to find sleep, how could Damian be her mate, she hate him, she hate him she taught, she still cannot forget the word her wolf said to her when she touched his hand , she screamed "mate" till now her wolf is still angry with her, she should have made themselves one IMMEDIATELY Sophia met her mate in battle ground, the man she is destined to be with, but her mate happened to be the man she hate most, the man that killed her best friend, the Alpha of the blue lake clan, the man she had sworn to kill. Will true love prevail in this battle of love and hate or will Sophia fulfill her promise of killing her mate the man who killed her best friend

Clara Timothy is a prostitute who is forced to work in prostitution to pay for the treatment of her younger brother, Anthony. One night, she meets Lucas Mark Axton—a ruthless mafia who likes BDSM in sexual relationships. She doesn’t know what happened, but since that night, Lucas has always been looking for her—trying hard to get her. Clara only accepts clients once. She doesn’t want to have sex with the same man a second time. However, due to Lucas’s high offer, Clara accepted his offer—becoming his submissive, where she was only allowed to have sex with Lucas until their agreement expired. At first, Clara only sees their relationship as a job between the boss and slave, but more and more, she falls in love with him. And things get more complicated after Clara finds out that Lucas was the cause of the death of her parents. Her parents’ accident three years ago was caused by an assault car chasing Lucas’ mafia network. So what will Clara do? Will she still choose to continue her life as if nothing happened? Can she save Anthony when she is drowning in her problems? *** “How much money do you need?” Lucas asked while stroking Clara’s naked back who was sleeping beside him. Clara didn’t answer, but Lucas was sure she was listening. “Just stay here tonight and I’ll give you my debit card. You may take as much as you want.” Lucas continued to rub Clara’s back— starting to move lower and lower until he touched her lower abdomen. “Stop it,” Clara muttered under her breath. Lucas raised his eyebrow. Here they go again. “I’ll go home. Call me if you need me. My price is still the same.” She said as she left.

"I am the maid of my Billionaire Fiancè!" Because of Thaliana's father's insistence that she get married, it reached a point where he himself began searching for a man for her—Rozzean Cyron Valleje, a CEO, a billionaire, and a well-known businessman with a sterling reputation admired by hes father. Since marriage was not on her mind, and she was already content with her life, Thaliana and her dad reached an agreement. He said that if she could prove that Rozzean was evil and a womanizer, he would agree to anything she wanted—allowing her to live her own life and not marry. This is why she hatched a crazy plan: pretending to be poor and changing her appearance to enter his house as a maid. And she's lucky! it all happened so quickly because Rozzean was also in search of a new housemaid! However, on Thaliana's first day, she already wanted to go home because of an unexpected encounter. She saw Rozzean naked, and his manhood was waving at her!

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.

Sophia Jones spent four long, painful months building herself up after having her heart broken. The last thing she wants is to meet a man that makes her weak in the knees. A man that calls her Beautiful as if that's her name. A man that entices her to desire more than she ever has before. She feels inexplicably drawn to this man but she is afraid. Will Sophia be able to let love into her heart again after being hurt so badly? Or will her fears hold her back from Gavin's grasp?

"I loved you, Isabelle, but not anymore. Allison here is carrying my child." Morris said, his tone firm and unyielding. ** After four years of marriage without kids, Isabelle finally took in through IVF. She is on her way home to show her husband the pregnancy test result when she decides to stop by her friend's - Allison's place. There, she gets the shock of her life. Her dear husband in bed, naked with her friend - Allison. The only two people in this world she takes as family have just betrayed her. Struggling to cope, Isabelle is called back to the hospital where she's told there was a mistake during the insemination. The child she is carrying belongs to another man - Carlos Fernandez, the ruthless billionaire. And not just that; her husband's sperms was too weak to initiate fertilization. Meaning that he's impotent. So, if Morris is impotent, whose child is Allison carrying? Isabelle returns home only to be served with divorce papers... What happens after the truth about Allison's pregnancy is exposed? Will Carlos accept Isabelle as she is the wrong surrogate? Find out as you keep reading.

He finally had it and stripped her naked, she didn't struggle, she just looked at him and let him do what he wanted with her. Until he had her wrists cuffed to the bedpost and she looked like a fragile beautiful woman who he was going to protect and cherish. "You've never been a loser in my eyes." He said as he kissed her softly on her forehead, then trailing his kisses down her body. ***** What do you get when you mix one very work-driven female agent with one goal driven drug lord? Will she give in to his charms? Will he seduces her with more info? Find out will the odd couple managed to get around their differences and find their happy endings? Or will the opposite attraction fail them... This is the story about our Karla and Yegor. Read snippets about them in "The Bratty Heiress" ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Sophia's selfless sacrifice to marry William Roberts to save her step-sister quickly turns into a nightmare. She finds herself trapped in a loveless and abusive marriage, being used solely for William's pleasure. William's obsession with Sophia knows no bounds - he wants her all to himself and will stop at nothing to make sure she remains under his control. But when Sophia meets his artistic cousin who draws her nudes, she finds herself drawn to his raw talent and his gentle touch. Will Sophia be able to break free from his grasp and follow her heart? Or will William's dangerous fixation consume them both?

"Betrayal is a sin, flower," He murmured near my ears, his arctic orbs whisking the warmth of my flesh against his. A course of harrowing singeing fire drifted down my body from the swell of my breasts to my heated core. My nerves screaming with torturous touch of his skin against mine, I couldn’t think for he had me confine in his arms. Brutally, he swept his tongue under the rim of my ear whilst my breath hitched and my tears become uncontrollable. The blood seeped through the cut I gifted him with as he inflated every bit of my scent I had to offer. His filthy tongue leapt across my lower lip with hellish slowness. The bond tempted me to submit to him. "I do not yearn to hear your cries, Katarina. Worship me with your moans." He commanded and I closed my eyes tightly not wishing to swim in those ocean pools of his. Their intimidating tone of his made me want to submit fully to him, to hand over the reins of my soul in his fists. Tears streamed down my face. "F-Forgive me, Xerxes." I stammer softly unable to face his wrath for I knew he was just playing with me, toying with my emotions before he punish me for deeds I've done. Xerxes cruelly grasped my wrists whilst locking them above my head so he could fully discern my naked flesh. "Forgive you?" He mocked, his eyes holding mine into a captivating grip as he licked his lips. "You let another male touch what belonged to me, tell me, flower, why must you test me like this.” I gulped unable to meet his gaze. He chuckled dryly. “Spread your legs, Katarina. The nectar I’m craving is between your legs.”