Tease Melanie Harlow

— Combien, ai-je dit, pour une nuit avec vous ? — Je ne suis pas une pute — Vous dansez dans un club privé pour hommes. Je pose la question — Vous posez la question parce que vous pensez que l'endroit où je travaille définit ce que je suis. — Je ne— — La danse est terminée. — J'ai encore du temps, ai-je dit. — Vous avez du temps. Pas le droit de me manquer de respect avec Naomie vit de la nuit. Dans un club parisien huppé, elle est reine, insaisissable. Lui, c’est Roméo Renoir. PDG de quarante ans, il n’a rien à faire dans ce lieu, mais il revient chaque semaine. Sans un mot. Sans un geste. Juste ce regard posé sur elle. Quand il l’aborde, c’est avec un contrat : dix-huit mois de mariage blanc, imposé par une clause testamentaire absurde. Naomie refuse, puis accepte, en fixant ses règles. Pas de sentiments. Chacun sa vie. Une séparation propre. Mais Naomie est avocate. Elle a lu les petites lignes. Pas toutes. En page dix-neuf, une clause oubliée : toute grossesse durant l’union ferait de l’enfant l’héritier légitime de l’empire Renoir. Il ne cherchait pas une femme. Il cherchait une mère pour son héritage. Sauf qu’habiter sous le même toit fait voler en éclats leurs certitudes. Les silences se font complices. Les gestes, plus troubles. Et quand Naomie tombe enceinte, les règles n’ont plus aucun sens. Elle peut partir, digne et libre. Ou rester, et accepter l’incontrôlable. Lui doit choisir entre l’homme qu’il a toujours été, et celui qu’il devient près d’elle.

«Marley!» Il se branla de son siège, "Je vous interdit de prononcer ce nom désormais. Je ne peux pas y croire!" il attrapa fermement ses cheveux. "Mar-" "Ne fais pas ça!" il la coupa avant de lui lancer le morceau de papier qui ne volait qu'à une petite distance de lui jusqu'à la moquette. «Neuf semaines?» ** La nuit, Liza, strip-teaseuse de dix-neuf ans, sacrifie son école pour parrainer ses sœurs à l'université, paie les factures et gagne du pain. Les choses empirent lorsque le doyen la congédie après avoir découvert qu'elle dénudait la progéniture d'un client. Richesse, Marley Woods, vingt-trois ans avec assez pour être qualifiée de milliardaire, est la PDG d'une entreprise de fabrication automobile connue. Mais la mauvaise conduite d'une nuit l'engloutit dans un dilemme de destruction cérébrale. Amour et désastre, Zaphrina et Marley ont commencé sur un chemin rocailleux avec l'aide de sa perspective sur les femmes. Des étincelles commencent à se former entre ces deux humains immiscibles alors que Zaphrina devient l'employée de son pire cauchemar et que le destin étant le cadeau parfait enveloppé de ruban, les deux se retrouvent dans une situation et ne peuvent pas se passer de l'autre. Liza se présente juste à temps pour ruiner l'union harmonieuse avec l'aide de quelqu'un qui recherche le chagrin de Marley plus qu'elle ne cherche son bonheur.

Genius medical student Chris Green saved Jessica Wilder during a car pileup. Out of gratitude, the Wilder family paid for the medical expenses of Chris’s mother, who had also been injured in the crash. In that moment, two lives that should have remained like parallel lines became unexpectedly intertwined. To repay the Wilders for their kindness—and surrendered to Jessica’s tears—Chris agreed to marry her. Though they shared the same bed for five years, their hearts were never truly close. And their marriage came to an end when Jessica’s first love returned to the country—with his child. After the divorce, Chris believed Jessica was relieved to be free of him. But to his surprise, she began chasing after him—from home to abroad. Jessica didn’t want him to leave. Chris had depleted all his love. But for Jessica, her feelings for him were only just beginning to grow. Life without Chris felt impossible, and she began to pursue him with all her heart. However, after everything had shattered, could they get back together?

“I want to go home,” “You think you can come into my territory without my permission and then decide when you leave?” He said, “That is not possible,” “Please Let me go,” I pleaded. “You are mine now,” ~•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•~ Blue Winter had entered into the most feared and ruthless wolf pack territory with a burning desire for vengeance against those who had taken her father’s life. But what she doesn't know is that she is mated to the Alpha of the pack responsible for her dad’s death.

WARNING MATURE CONTENT After being heartlessly dumped by her ex-boyfriend, who cruelly claimed she was undeserving of love, SOFIYA is determined to prove him wrong. Her plan? Find someone more handsome and wealthier than him. Michael Stone is a cold-hearted billionaire who runs multiple organizations, from the outside world, he is just like any other businessman but what they don’t know is that he is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the country. Cursed by the moon goddess to be mateless, Michael has lost hope in finding genuine love as women only seem interested in his wealth. Sofiya and Michael enter into a contract, to fulfill their personal goals. Will Sofiya be able to handle the truth of him being a werewolf? And will she be able to melt his cold heart and redeem him from the curse?

A fight for power, a thirst for blood, a heart of revenge. Harriett sets to take revenge for her mate who she feels has been unjustly killed, she does something grave that would endanger the werewolf species and Donald is ready to fight her till the very last drop of his blood.

Jasmine never wanted the kind of relationship her parents had, but when her husband cheated on her with his own cousin, ruining her social life and everything she had worked for, she had no choice but to strike a deal with the devil—revenge in exchange for her soul. TRIGGER WARNING: Intended for a mature audience. This story delves into themes of sex, violence, and an obsessive partner. It starts off deceptively vanilla, but quickly takes a dark turn. If you think you’re strong enough to handle it, keep reading. If you are weak-minded, proceed with caution—this may push you past your limits. Only continue if you’re ready to face the unrelenting darkness within.

The nights in Vicente were a coexistence of order and gunfire. Tonight was the wedding, ten years overdue, between Anthony Oliver, the don of the Oliver mafia family, and Mabel Samson, the woman who had stood beside him through bloodshed, betrayals, and underworld wars. A top-tier luxury hotel had been cleared by the family's soldati. Below them glittered a sea of city lights; above them bloomed fireworks commissioned for the future Donna alone. The man known for his ruthlessness knelt on one knee with a rare diamond ring, his eyes filled with rare tenderness. "Mabel," he said, "you walked through hell at my side. Let me give you peace for the rest of your life." It seemed that all the sacrifices and patience had finally led somewhere. However, just as Mabel's fingers were about to touch the ring, a piercing scream came from above. "Don't! Anthony! Save me!" That single cry drew all of Anthony's attention away. The girl was not unfamiliar to Mabel. Two years earlier, Anthony's twin brother had been tortured to death by a rival mafia family while covering his retreat. His body was never recovered. And Cheryl Reyes was the fiancée he had protected with his life. Mabel watched as the man she loved abandoned everything without hesitation and ran toward another woman. She stepped forward and tried to stop him. "Don't go. The wedding isn't over." However, when their eyes met, the Don accused her coldly of being heartless and selfish. And in that moment, Mabel felt tired. Perhaps it was time, just once, to choose herself over the Family.

Gianna Rossi struggled in the slums for over a decade before she accidentally discovered she was the biological daughter of the don of the Ricci famiglia, also known as the Gray Wolf famiglia, Domenico Ricci. She tried to reunite with her family, only to be ruthlessly driven away by the Soldati outside the estate. They left her battered and bruised. Her lover, Matteo Santoro, wiped the blood from her wounds and swore he would infiltrate the famiglia himself to seek revenge against the Ricci family's fake Principessa on her behalf. Once he successfully seized power and took control of the Riccis' arms operation, he would restore Gianna to her rightful place as the cherished daughter of the Ricci family. She believed in his sacrifice and endurance. She hid in the shadows as his secret lover, convinced that his public displays with the fake Principessa were nothing but an act. Yet one night, Matteo got engaged to the fake Principessa. Gianna stood in the corner wearing a server's uniform, watching their happiness unfold. She was a fool who had been played for.

Five years into marriage, Silvia Serra becomes both Dante Valenti's most lethal weapon and his most invisible presence. She shields him from bullets. She crosses a freezing river for him. Her scars accumulate, and his response is an assumption that it is how things are meant to be. In time, Dante grows repulsed by the violence clinging to her. He derides her lack of charm and gives his warmth to another woman instead. He allows others to grind down her dignity, and with a new lover in his arms, he openly stains her name. Silvia tolerates it so she can continue guarding him. Everyone mocks her as if she's numb to it all, driven away again and again, but never truly gone. Then comes the night of pounding rain. Cast aside without ceremony, Silvia erases every sign she was ever there and leaves with finality. Dante treats it as nothing more than sulking, convinced she will return within three days. Later, the once-untouchable Don was seen on his knees at Silvia's feet, stripped of all pride, begging her to turn back and look at him just once.