Stomach Growl

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

THIS BOOK HAVE A TOUCH OF DARK ROMANCE, SO IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR WEAK FL AND LOVING ML, PLEASE STAY AWAY. .... NOT ADVISABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. AND LASTLY, THIS BOOK IS AN ENEMIES TO LOVER TROUPE WITH A STRONG FL. ~~ XOXO ........ Disgusted by the Pack members, maltreated by her father, his step wife and daughter, Loretta’s life was a living hell. Waiting patiently for her mate when she turned twenty years, her wait became a nightmare, when her father married her off to Alpha Lorenzo, the great Alpha of North and South America packs. Loretta wasn't happy with the marriage, but couldn't stop it since her father already planned it, and will kill her if she doesn't agree to the marriage. Though she had heard rumours of Alpha Lorenzo being ruthless and cold, still, Loretta had a glimmer of hope inside of her. But her hope was shattered when Alpha Lorenzo coldly said to her, “ I don't regard you as my wife and Luna, and I never will!” “ This is just an agreement between me and your father, and trust me, in less than a year, I will destroy the relationship that binds us together!” Loretta's heart dropped to the pit of her stomach, as she realised that this was just another way to suffer. “ We will pretend to be loving couples in front of others, but inside, you're nothing to me!” Six months later, Lorenzo couldn't get enough of his wife, Loretta. She became the light in his dark world, and the heaven in his hell. “ I know that I swear to unbind the relationship between us, but I'm willing to extend it, wifey.” He said to her, “ Only for your sake.”

“Can I know why I have been kidnapped, sir ?” She questioned in a low, but daring voice. “First of all, you weren’t kidnapped. You were sold off, so it’s merely a transaction.” He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. Drey’s sexual tension skyrocketed up in the air, and he almost couldn’t control himself at that moment. In his mind, he was groping her and having another round of hot sex right there on his work table, however, he was determined to make her life miserable for having the audacity to forget him and the amazing night they had just shared. He leaned further, and missed her lips by an inch going straight to her ears to whisper “Welcome to your worst nightmare.” The whisper sent shivers down Marie’s spines and her stomach churned from the proximity between her and the piece of art in front of her, and his strong thick voice resounding in her ears. After a one-night stand with the biggest Mafia boss in the state, unknowing Marie gets sold off to that same Mafia empire, and her once quiet life gets shaken up by a smoking hot man, violence, drugs and a surprise baby.

In a world where Omegas are killed at birth, Dawn managed to survive through the heartless law of the Pack with the help of her grandmother only for that peaceful life to end in bubbles when she was betrayed by her childhood friend due to jealousy that was deeper than love.  A coincidence that cost her life, which occurred on the happiest day of her life. The day she met her mate Alpha Dillon who was an agreement away from being betrothed to her childhood friend.  It was love at first sight for Alpha Dillon and he eagerly announced Dawn as his mate in the presence of his father, whose hatred for omegas is unmatched.  But the knot in his stomach tightened when he realised how reckless his act was. He regretted his decision, but it was too late. A decision that cost him the life of his mate, A decision that made him watch cowardly as his mate bathed in her own blood. A decision that cost Dawn's life.  Alpha Dillon was broken into pieces that he wished and prayed for a second chance. A sincere heart that snapped almost dead at the sight of Dawn's blood spiking like rain, he wished to rewrite his destiny and protect the love of his life.  His prayers were answered!  But can their bond remain the same? 

"Three years ago, standing at the altar under the admiring gaze of hundreds, Gabriel declared that he would love only Catherine, unwaveringly, for the rest of his life. Three years later, after receiving a diagnosis of infertility, he heartlessly threw divorce papers in her face and cast her out onto the streets with nothing. Three years ago, Catherine, in her kindness, saved a girl who was about to be sold into a brothel, taking her in as a beloved younger sister. Three years later, watching the very girl she once saved walk down the aisle on her ex-husband's arm, standing in the same place she once stood, reciting the vows she once made, Catherine could only muster a bitter smile. She gently touched her flat stomach, where an unborn life, a gift from heaven, was beginning to form. She vowed to herself that she would leave Gabriel far behind, but... 'Catherine, you are mine. Divorce or not, you will forever belong to Gabriel.' 'Catherine, be good. Stop causing trouble, okay?' 'Catherine! If you dare to leave, I will break your legs!' 'Catherine, stay with me, I beg you...'"

In an ancient time of castles, palaces, kingdoms, kings, and queens, Aurora was the soon-to-be Luna of the Moonfang pack, and she had just one dream. To finally find her mate and have the perfect soulmate to rule her pack with. Finally, a year before her coronation, she met him. Perez. A common rouge with no name or glory. His identity doesn't stop her pure heart from giving him a chance. On the day of her coronation, she gives up her crown to him. Making him the Alpha of her pack instead of her being crowned Luna. However, things take a horrible turn when he breaks their mate bond, kills her father, and banishes her immediately after becoming king. He was a man with a mission and now he had successfully snatched Aurora's pack from her. Left broken and dejected, Aurora leaves. Will she be able to rise from the ashes? Will she be able to get her revenge? And will she have the strength to stomach the new truths she will uncover?

“You are mine, rogue darling. Mine and only mine. Your heart and body and soul belong to me. And you know it too.” I almost choke as I gulp in a silent breath, feeling the pleasurable shiver of his burning stare tingling everywhere on my lips, down my spine, the pit of my stomach, deep between my thighs….. ~ Rogues don’t belong anywhere. They say we are wild. Dangerous. Unworthy of a place in any pack. So why the hell am I in the Bloodhounds Pack?! I soon find out that everything I am and everything I have fought to become is instantly challenged by one man here. Alpha Raelin Michaelson. The Midnight Alpha. He is the kind of man whose presence suffocates and seduces me in the same breath. He is the kind of man who pins me to a wall just to make me look him in the eyes when he says I belong to him. I didn’t ask for this bond between us. I didn’t ask for him. And I sure as hell didn’t ask to be claimed like some prize against my will. But never did I also know that the goddess had other plans for me. Now, I am here. Shackled by destiny. Caged and burning with a desire I both hate and crave. He says he is my mate. He says Selene gave me to him. But what if this is all a mistake? What if the fire burning between us isn’t salvation but damnation? I am not some trembling she-wolf waiting to be tamed. I am Layla Kavros. A survivor. A fighter. And if Alpha Raelin thinks he can control me, he is about to learn a dangerous lesson: I bite back.

On New Year's Eve, my husband, Max Davis, took me to a private dinner hosted by a big industry player. We had barely made our way around the room when a strange woman suddenly shoved me into the pool. When I insisted on checking the surveillance footage and calling the police, Max firmly held me back. He warned me to "remember my place" and not embarrass him in front of everyone. In the brief time I changed into another gown, I returned to find that same woman perched on my husband's lap, her red lipstick leaving traces on his collar. "Max, you're right! That nasty scar on her stomach really does look like a centipede. It's so hideous!" She giggled with mock innocence, adding, "It's been so fun messing with your wife. Next time, can I slap her when no one's looking?" Meanwhile, Max gazed at her like she was the only woman in the world, gently tracing his finger over her nose. "Of course, you can," he replied, eyes still locked on hers. "I'll even tie her hands behind her back for you."

Kira is an adopted daughter of a well-known heartless billionaire (Gerald Cranwell) who was sold by him into a contractually agreed marriage to the wealthiest family in the entire country to escape bankruptcy. Clueless Kira calm and collected could only just watch her life being handed over to a new home and her new world, tackling people from the highest society and struggling to look presentable before a husband she had never set her eyes on before. He never showed up at their wedding and she didn't know what he looked like in person. Trapped in a supposed marriage meant for two yet leaving alone, she grew tired of waiting and accepted her fate, living like a nobody and sleeping in her lonely world, not until a certain stranger crawled into her bed under the moonlight. Excerpts #1 She was dressed in her night attire, looking like a carved doll. Her eyes were shut and her brown hair which was as soft as a Pima cotton was spread wide on the soft pillows, her skin glowed underneath the light of the moon, which was the only light visible in the room, and her long lashes accompanied her pointy nose that laid beautifully above her rose pink lips. She enticed him. She made the beast in him growl out in desire. He craved her, he wanted her. Kira was in deep sleep when her nose caught a whiff of an unfamiliar scent. She didn't know what it was but her body craved it. She felt a certain presence but she was far too gone to wake up from her slumber. Unconsciously, her nipples hardened and her insides were on fire. She rotated on the bed as if she was been controlled and moaned and groaned as if she was being drugged.

Kyra Hopkins doesn’t believe in marriage and long term relationships. She co-manages her dream job with her two best friends Lily and Bipasha. With the two worried about her no-dating state, they hit a club with plans to GET KYRA LAID. In a White tiny dress they leave her in a bar nurturing a glass of water and pondering what exactly her newest client’s birthday party theme should be. Horses or cars. That’s what she voices out to the sinfully hot man who took the seat beside hers. And he’s got Kyra’s feet feeling like they were lit on fire. Worst of all, she got what it meant to have butterflies flutter in your stomach walls. Best of all, the man knows what she wants and he wants it too and more. Kyra got in for the ride of her life, planned for a weekend because remember? Kyra doesn’t do long term. But then, neither is Nicholai Damien Ivanov or Sin as he’s more popularly known as into long term relationships. One night stands or at a stretch a weekend fling. Why does the angel in white getting stuck in his head and refusing to leave? Why couldn’t his PI track her from the little information she dropped about herself. The questions haunted his nights and refused to leave until he caught sight of his Angel in a black dress on another man’s arm, then his sister hugged her referring to her as Kyra while his Angel introduced herself to him as April. Sin got his answer and meant to show her how much they weren’t over yet. In fact they hadn’t even begun. It was just the beginning of Nicholai Ivanov’s obsession with his one-night stand.