Standing Before Love Novel Free

Dark Romance; A spoiled girl’s game leads her into the arms of an attractive, no-nonsense man. Logline: After playing a reckless game, a spoiled and gullible girl did not expect to find herself in a serious relationship with an intriguing and no-nonsense guy who starts to discipline her. Excerpt: She listened as he stepped forward with his belt, moving closer to her and crowding her with the musky scent he was wearing. She fought to hold back her fear as finally, he came to stand behind her. She felt his fingers gently combing her hair down over her shoulders. Then he started speaking slowly, his deep voice starting to shake her demeanor as he talked to her."You didn't marry a soft knight in shining armor that will cuddle, ignore and pet you every time you choose to deliberately get out of line. I will punish you thoroughly for your disobedience..." WARNING! This is Dark Romance. Do not read if you find the theme offensive.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Joshua Stone is incredibly handsome and appears to be the center of Bella's darkest desires. Oh- and he's also her best friend's uncle. Of course that doesn't stop them from giving into one another and letting the aching desires take control.

Sophia Moreau is a challenge no man has ever won. A self-made CEO, ruthless and untouchable, she built her empire from the ground up, leaving no room for weakness. No distractions. No mistakes. And definitely no men who think they can outplay her. But Travis Cole? He doesn’t walk away from a challenge. For years, Travis has kept a list—a private game between him and his closest friends. The women no one else could have, the ones deemed impossible. He’s never lost a bet. Never failed to break down the walls of even the most untouchable. And when Sophia’s name is thrown into the mix? He’s supposed to say no. She’s supposed to be off-limits. But one encounter with her, one sharp-tongued argument, one look in those firestorm eyes, and suddenly—he wants her. More than the game. More than the win. More than he should. What he doesn’t realize? She’s the one game he was never meant to play. And when she finds out the truth, when she learns that he made her a bet— She won’t just walk away. She’ll make sure he is the one left broken. Because Travis might have fallen first… But Sophia? Sophia was never meant to fall at all.

[COMPLETE] Ang makahanap ng marangal na trabaho ang naisip na paraan ng lesbianang si Maria Sienna De Dios upang makawala sa poder ng kaniyang ama na paulit-ulit siyang dinidiktahan na magpakasal sa kaniyang long-lost childhood friend. Kaya noong may inirekomendang trabaho ang kaniyang kaibigan ay pinatos niya na iyon nang walang pag-aalinlangan. Ang hindi niya lamang inaasahan ay muli niyang makakaharap ang lalaking nasapak niya noon na si Yevhen Thyne Villamayor, sa araw ng kaniyang interview. Nang makilala siya ng binata ay on the spot siyang ni-reject nito kahit na nakiusap pa siya. Mabuti na lang ay may dumating na isang mabait na ginang at kinuha siya bilang secretary ng CEO ng MARIA Corporation. Ngunit kakayanin niya kaya ang trabaho gayong si Yevhen pala ang kaniyang magiging boss? At paano kung ang tsismosang tulad niya ay may malaman sa nakatagong katauhan ng binata? Love Series 3 Yevhen Thyne Villamayor xMaligaya©October2023

In the cold weather of Moscow, Eileen joins work at the Medical Center for Biological Research, owned by her father, the famous doctor Albert Laris.  Things are as they wish when Alexei is surprised that his girlfriend is none other than the daughter of his enemy.

Alea seorang gadis biasa yang dianugerahi kecerdasan yang membuatnya mampu bertahan di sekolah kalangan atas sebagai siswa kelas sosial di sekolah itu. Pertemuannya dengan sekumpulan pemuda tampan yang menjadi pusat sekolah ini memberikannya banyak masalah. Nathaniel, pemuda yang diam-diam jatuh cinta padanya akan menjadi pelindung bagi keberadaan Alea. Saat cinta mulai mekar dan berbunga indah, tiba-tiba Nathaniel harus pergi meninggalkan Alea. Apa alasan semua ini terjadi? Tapi akankah hubungan mereka akan semudah cinta remaja yang hanya penuh bunga bermekaran? Ikuti kisah cinta mereka yang sangat segar namun penuh perjuangan untuk menikmati indahnya sebuah cinta pertama.

"You think you can play with my feelings, kitty?!" I could feel the intensity of his voice. I stepped back, feeling the wall behind me. "Who said I am playing with your feel~" I was cut off by his strong fist that landed beside my head, making me gasp in horror. "You, sitting on the lap of that bastard! Dakota Weasly, you just dug your boy toy's grave!" his voice boomed like thunder, deafening my ears. "He's not my boy toy, Martin. He's my boyfriend, and I like h~" Again, I was cut off, but not by his fist this time. His kiss ravished my mouth like I was his last meal. Before I could say something, my hands, like they had minds on their own, were slowly wrapping around his head. My tongue slid inside of his mouth while a moan escaped from me, making him deepen our kiss. When we stopped, we both gasped for air. "Do you like him?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. "Martin, I..." I suddenly lost my tongue. "I'll count till three. You must answer well, or I'll tell Luke to shoot him now!" "What?!" I asked, shocked. "Martin, what did you do to him?" I pleaded with my eyes, which became watery, but he just sneered. "Worried, huh?!" as he was about to call someone, I grabbed the phone and shouted... . Dakota Weasly was an easy-going, independent fashion designer from New York. She was strong-headed, who never stopped till she got what she wanted. This charming young lady accidentally bumped into the notorious mafia leader, Martin Marcini. The leader of Scared-faced Gang, one of the scariest mafia in Italy. . What could happen when an easy-go-lucky young lady played the heart of the scariest, gorgeous young man in the state?

"Why do you care so much for someone who is toxic for you?" "Her heart isn't toxic, her world is. I crave her."

Kalian tahu apa yang paling menyakitkan dari sebuah penghianatan? Bukan selingkuhnya, bukan juga tentang wanita yang diam-diam meruntuhkan bahtera suatu hubungan yang kita jalani. Hal yang paling menyakitkan dari sebuah penghianatan adalah ia hanya bisa dilakukan orang yang paling kita percayai. Kata-kata yang kita anggap kejujuran, ternyata hanya bohong belaka. Janji manis yang membuat kita yakin, ternyata hanya ingkar semata. Aku tidak pernah mencintai orang lain sedalam aku mencintai Riga. Aku tidak pernah percaya orang lain, seyakin aku mempercayai Riga dan sahabatku. Lantas apa? Cintaku dikhianati. Kepercayaanku dinodai. Kalian tahu? Luka dari penghianatan tidak bisa disembuhkan. Kata-kata tentang permintaan maaf hanya tameng belaka. Luka itu terlalu dalam. Mengiris relung hati paling rentan