Tell Kopi

"I will tell you the truth. What can you do for me?" Sara Owen stood up, gritting her teeth, and asked, "What do you want?" Kevin Johnson looked at her from head to toe and smirked. Sara Owen's eyes trembled in fright. She remembered Ryan Jenkins's words. Kevin was not good with women. "I want you to spend a night with me." The attractive young man in front of her did not appear to be affected by her flushed facial expressions. Kevin Johnson had been holding a glass of wine and looking at her with his artful eyes, as if she was not going to reject his proposal. He was overconfident in Sara Owen's response. “Turn back.” Gulping panic with saliva, Sara Owen turned back, holding her trembling palms. He stepped ahead. Giving her goosebumps, he stopped beside her. "Unzip”

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."

*Daily updates*She felt as if she were floating. Her eyes were closed, and everything about her felt soft, a luxuriating fluffiness like the satin down comforter her grandma used to have. She thought she must have been sleeping. There was a not-unpleasant heaviness to her limbs, like the time she could finally sit down after standing and walking in the market for hours.Then her brain started to focus in a peculiar sort of way, powerless over thoughts that surfaced unbidden. Abubakar suddenly came to mind...how he had gotten her this way, and how she longed to tell Maama, but couldn't. Maama. . .As her consciousness began to return, she tried without success to open her eyes. Something tight and sticky was holding her lids together. Now she knew she was sleeping. She'd felt that strange paralysis before when wrapped in layers of her dreams, her legs turned to lead as she ran from shadowy pursuers and her eyes became inert shutters. She was scared, what frightened her most was her breathing. Her hand blindly went to her mouth, where she found the tube.Yaa Rahman! She was in a hospital!Her heart was thunderously racing, filling her chest with explosive fear. She blindly pulled at the tube, ripping it from her throat, gagging violently as it made her gasp and choke. But finally, finally, It was free, and she flung it far away.

“Look me in the eye and tell me not to touch you,” Gabe repeated.I opened my mouth, but to my mortification, all that came out was a breathy whine. “You can’t, can you?” he said victoriously. “Because you want me to touch you. You want it so much it scares you.” “That’s not true,” I said shakily. ***Abandoned as an infant and raised by humans, Estelle is shocked to learn that she’s a wolf shifter. Not only that, but she’s also the mate of the cold, dangerous Alpha of an isolated pack. When he brings her into their hidden village to become his Luna, things just get more complicated. A rival is working to turn the pack against her, and someone wants her dead. All the while, the mystery of her parents’ death looms over her. Can she survive long enough to become the Luna?The Alpha’s Orphaned Mate is created by Caricia Dulse, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Lucia I'd lost my parents at a young age, been tossed from one abusive chaotic home to the other until I'd finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and had run away. Only running away had made it worse. **** I'd been stripped to almost nothing because of my stubbornness. My upper body was left uncovered and my breasts were on display, though that was the least of my problems. A tear escaped my eyes then and I watched it fall down to my chest and slide down my exposed breast. I turned to wipe my face with my arm but it barely worked. I was hot and sweaty. My eyes went back to the crowd and my gaze fell on someone sitting at the back. For a second, I forgot how my lungs worked. Bruno Inheriting a ruthless top mafia gang at a very young age did a lot of damage to someone. It certainly did a whole lot of damage to me. Fucked me up so bad I could no longer tell what was right from what was wrong. I didn't give a flying fuck what anyone thought about it. It was who I was now and there was no going back. At least that was what I'd thought. Seeing her up there, hands tied above her head as she waited for whatever asshole was going to buy her at the auction caused some kind of reaction in me. It was enough to tell me that I should probably let someone else buy her so she could be their problem. Unfortunately I'd never been one to stop myself from making a wrong decision. So I bought her anyway. And who would have guessed? She turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made.

Gwen is on the run from her abusive mate who has vowed to make her Luna of the Glory Pack. Her only way of escape is in the Night Pack, as a maid, and by Alpha Noah's side who is a blind Alpha. She cannot tell anyone who she is running from and why. It is a secret she has to keep until her mate forgets about her. Hiding by Alpha Noah's side is a world of passion and scandalous desires that she did not bargain for. Although, he is arrogant, scary, and blasphemous. He is also a handsome, scar devil willing to fight for Gwen's freedom.

"I'm sorry for what I'm about to tell you. I just don't want you to have any misconceptions about this marriage." "What do you mean?" "I don't like beating about the bush, so I will go straight to the point. I don't like you and don't want to get married to you. I had to consent because my mother requested this from me, and I just couldn't say no to her." "What are you now trying to say?" "You shouldn't have any expectations from me or from this marriage."

“Pray tell, Emily, what is it you plan to gain from this marriage?” The vehemence of that word—the way it rolled out harshly from his lips—implied she had tricked him, that she had wanted something from him. A belief Emily hadn’t known he held. Her eyes widened in realization, and she sought to correct it at once. Good Lord, was she married to a man who despised her? *** When the earl of Tonfield, Cole Fletcher decided to drop his newly wedded wife at the steps of Blakewood Manor with as much respect as would be given a sack of potatoes, the last thing he expected was for her to move into his ancestral home and do the one thing he rather her not do. As if that wasn't enough, news of his wife's exploits was beginning to circulate around the ton, while Cole wants to keep an eye on his wife and put her firmly in her place. Emily wants her husband to understand she exists. As a wife, as a countess, as a woman! It's a clash of wills!

Olamide Armstrong witnesses an unlikely murder. The problem is people that witness a man-wolf rip out someone's throat don't usually live to tell their tales. She is moments from being another animal attack statistics when fate decides to play a dangerous game.

Eunice was happy when she married the man she loved, but she was also having a hard time dealing with him. Despite this, she cared for him and endured everything, as they had gotten married for the sake of their parents' wishes and their company. She hoped that one day her husband would learn to love her and accept their marriage, but she was wrong; he paid more attention to his ex than to her. One night, Eunice was surprised to see her husband standing in front of her room drunk. He suddenly pulled her into the room, and they had sex. She gave herself to him even though he was drunk. A month later, Eunice found out she was pregnant. Afraid that her husband would not believe her and would reject their child, she chose to stay away and walked away without saying anything about her pregnancy. A few years later, Eunice returned with their child. If their paths crossed again and destiny reunited them, what would Eunice do? Would she tell the truth that they have a child, or would she choose to keep it a secret?