Tender Skin Artinya

My face collide with a hard surface, I look up frightful, his brown orbs holds me captive as he looks down at my trouble form. His brow frowning at the sight of me. He sniff the air, I feel myself tense up.The skin contact makes the pain more bearable. His strong arms encircle around my body, securing me in place. "Who did this?" he thunders I can only look puzzle, he gives me a warning look. "Guard" I whisper The Alpha chest vibrates rising and falling with unknown rage. An animalistic growl sounds from his lips. Servant are gathered around speaking in hush whisper. He hands me over to someone, I whine catching his eyes, he breaths softly and touch my hand gently before stalking off. ***************************************** Vivian life is thrown into a mystery. After being brutal punished by the village chief. She wake up one day and finds herself in and unknown mansion. Filled with secrets and strange phenomenon. She hopes to survive it all. All Rights Reserved @ 2022

Sometimes God gave you what you want, sometimes you were born a werewolf rather than some pathetic little human, sometimes you got a chance to become a Human queen and rule both species… And, just like that, sometimes life fucked you up by letting you meet your mate whom you're supposed to reject, sometimes things get even more fucked up when your mate turns out to be a priest, the person who raised you, and sometimes your fucked up mind decided to seduce him. No, the fucked up things didn't stop yet, sometimes that person who always treated you like a child, the person who was not even supposed to touch any woman, responds to your innocent kiss by eating up your wet filthy hole as if his life depended on it as if the world is ending, and he will never get to eat again, and the thing between your thighs seems like the sweetest dessert to him. And finally, sometimes, you forget all the rules, you forget what is right and what is wrong when your miserable heart dares to yearn for someone you weren't even supposed to dream about, a saint. ••• " Remove your clothes, Freya.", he ordered in a low husky voice. But I didn't move...couldn't move as I watched him. His big body leaned over a bundle of dry grass, tight black shirt covered his hard chest, two buttons open, showing his pale white skin, his belt...now opened, slack just down enough for his dick to pop out, thick veiny shaft, wrapped under his slender fingers, its head, red as if his dick was angry. And when I looked up at his face, I couldn't believe he was the same man who raised me!

I reach for the door handle, the cold metal biting into my skin as I press my thumb against the latch. Before I can pull the door open, Cade's arm shoots out from behind me, slamming it shut. My body jolts, my heart leaping into my throat as I feel the heat of his body against my back. He lowers himself to me, his breath fanning my ear. "Are you walking out on me again, Elysian?” A shaky breath parts my lips, the hair on the back of my neck standing on its ends. "I never walked out on you, Cade…" My voice falters, betraying me. "Don't lie to me." His tone is aggressive. "I told you a long time ago never to walk away from me again. Are you always so careless?” I try to swallow, but my throat is too tight. "I'm sorry," I manage, the words barely audible. "You said that already," he challenges me, warning me to choose my next words carefully. But I can't. I can't think. I can't move. As his grip on the door tightens, I realize he's not giving me a choice. ⊰ Heartprints in the Void ⊱ My name is Elysian Reign, and I'm not extraordinary. His name is Cade Sinclair, and unlike me, he is extraordinary. At the age of 25, he inherited billions from his trillionaire father—David Sinclair. You never imagine that the love of your life's own father would manipulate his son's life to get rid of you—even if it means forcing him into an experimental hypnosis treatment. After three years, you'd think I'd have learned my lesson. You'd think I would've changed my identity and left the country after walking in on my first day at my new and finding out that Cade is now my boss.

I make a mistake. A rash and intoxicating mistake. One night. A stranger. A fire that burns my skin and leaves me breathless. But when the morning light comes, I run—leaving behind nothing but shame and a few crumpled bills. I think I’ll never see him again. Until I step into the towering kingdom of Wilder Group... and meet ーhim. Kai Wilder Reyes. A ruthless billionaire. The man who rules the city with just a snap of his fingers. The man who shares an unforgettable night with me. And worst of all—my best friend's uncle. His grin is sinful. His touch is deadly. His words are a trap I can’t escape. "I can destroy your husband for you, Vivian," he whispers, his lips dangerously close. "Make him regret ever betraying you." My ex-husband, Adrian Cownell, has shattered my heart, and Kai offers me justice on a silver platter. But at what cost? Because Kai never does anything for free. And when I ask him what he wants in return, he smiles. A slow, dark, wicked smile. "I want you, Vivian."

At a time of war and hate, Alpha Diego put his life and that of his pack in danger when he abducted and eventually fell in love with the Luna of a rival pack: the Blackfur pack. Without a thought of the consequences, Diego makes Kyra his Luna after gruesomely murdering her mate and Alpha of the Blackfur pack. Kyra, encumbered with grief for her dead mate decides to redeem her defeated pack, but she was only human and without any special abilities. Knowing how much Diego loved her, Kyra decides to use it to her advantage; making him completely trust her. Diego fell without a doubt, stubbornly kicking off his Beta, Zayr's disagreement concerning his sudden faith in her. It took only a short time for Kyra to get Diego to tell her the secret of his Pack's continuous victory. The Syria sword. A death gift from his father was the secret of the abrupt steady victory of the crystal red moon pack. One reckless trust led to betrayal and the brutal destruction of the crystal Redmoon pack, with the Syria sword thrust into the chest of Alpha Diego by the one he trusts, instantly placing a sacred curse on him. Due to the curse, Diego evolved into a demon Alpha. His strength; limitless, His heart; icy and dark, and his only intention; to get rid of the one who betrayed him. Only then, will he succumb willingly to the nothingness that threateningly accompanied him, ogling for his life. For more than twenty years, with the blade still buried under his skin, Diego fiercely sought Kyra, to kill her in the cruelest way possible; notwithstanding, she was his first love. Now, his hatred for her was thicker than the love he once had for her, or so he thought. ...

Alpha Renzo had been in love with Saoirse since childhood, a feeling that blossomed the moment he first laid eyes on her. As the years went by, Renzo came to understand the deep bond that wolves share with their mates, a connection that is vital for strength and protection within the pack. This bond is not just significant; it is sacred. And yet, despite this understanding, all Renzo could think about was Saoirse—her vibrant red hair flowing down to her waist, her smooth skin, and her captivating pouty lips. She seemed perfect to him, and he believed wholeheartedly that she was meant to be his. However, as fate would have it, her wolf never manifested as expected, which weighed heavily on his heart. Compounding his worries, a war between the packs loomed on the horizon. Renzo felt the pressure of the situation; without her wolf, Saoirse could never fulfill her role as his Luna, but deep down, he felt a fierce determination: he would never let her go. Meanwhile, Alpha Blaze, much like his twin sister Azalea, longed to find his own mate. They both held dreams of love and companionship, unaware that their destined partners were not seeking them in return. When Blaze unexpectedly discovers his mate in a compromising situation with his best friend, his heart shatters. All he can think about now is how to protect the one he loves, even amidst the chaos. Is it possible that Blaze’s love could be enough for Saoirse? Caught in this emotional whirlwind, Saoirse finds herself torn between her first love and the idea of her fated mate. The weight of her decision weighs heavily on her heart, leaving her to face the most significant choice of her life. Will she choose wisely?

Every time Havi saw her return with faded lipstick on her lips, a question arose, 'Who messes with her lipstick?' The question kept popping up even though he knew the answer. With his thumb, he rubbed her lips and said, "If only you let me be the one who messed up your lipstick, you can be happy, Kate." "Come on. You're drunk now, Havi." He smirked then slowly closed their distance, "Yeah, I'm drunk in you." As sh*t as it is, Havier's first love at the tender age of 18 years old, falls to a woman who is so difficult to love.

She was back. She is innocent and beautiful. She was intimidated. He was ambitious. He is kind and handsome. He falls in love. In the sultry haze of passion’s fire, Two hearts collided, desire unbridled. Their love, a clandestine affair, Igniting flames that danced and swirled. Amidst tangled sheets and whispered vows, they wove a tale of stolen moments, Each touch a confession, each kiss a plea, To drown in the depths of their shared ecstasy. The moon bore witness to their stolen nights, As they traced constellations on bare skin, Their secrets etched in sweat and sighs, A love forbidden, yet impossible to rescind. But dawn arrived, cruel and unyielding, tearing them apart like fragile petals. Promises whispered, promises broken, Their hearts left bleeding, forever unsettled. And so, they became ghosts of passion, haunted by memories of that steamy affair, Their love a bittersweet ache, a silent confession, In the quiet hours when the world ceased to care. For love, once ignited, never truly dies, It lingers in the shadows, a smoldering flame, A testament to the heat of their stolen nights, A tale of love after a steamy affair, untamed.

"What are they doing? Why have you brought me here? This can't be the heir's office, is it?" She questioned, tensed. "It is. If you want to get admitted, you have to do what they're doing." She said to her and Carly's eyes widened. "Holy Christ! I cover myself with the blood of Jesus! It's against my belief to commit such sin. I can't." She panicked, almost in tears. "Then forget about this school." The girl said and walked away. "No wait... Hey!" She called and made to rush to the door, but the girl already slammed the door on her face. She made to open it but stopped. She could feel the thousand eyes boring holes into her skin, so she slowly turned to see them all staring at her, but that wasn't her business. What bothered her the most was the guy's eyes which was lusting over her. He gestured her with a finger the moment their eyes locked. "Come and give me a blowjob newbie." Reed said huskily and Carly gulped down. "Wh-- what's that??" ***** Imagine being the sole heir to a prestigious institution like Silver Hill College, the most esteemed school in England, where both the affluent and talented students from all walks of life come to learn. Sounds impressive, right? But, unbeknownst to many, the school's heir, Reed Knight, has a peculiar way of doing things. His mantra? 'Get fuck by me, or forget your dreams of studying here.' What happens when Carly, a bright and ambitious student, decides to take a chance and apply to Silver Hill? Will she succumb to Reed's demands or stand her ground and risk losing her spot? And if she does become a student, will she become the target of Reed's obsession?

STORY BLURB: “50 million dollars! Sold!” The auctioneer announced. Right there, I was sold out to my worst nightmare, Mafia Lord Vincenzo. The story is centered on Melissa, who lost her parents at a tender age, and was taken in by her aunt. She was maltreated by both her aunt, and her cousin. Melissa was then sold out to an auctioneer, and was bought by Mafia Lord Vincenzo, who was feared by all, and known to be ruthless, and cold. Could her innocence, and pure heart, ever thaw the cold, and feared Mafia Lord’s heart, or her smile would forever disappear, after being sold to him?