The Art Of The Possible Meaning

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

จะผิดไหม ถ้าเพื่อนรักจะกลายเป็นรักเพื่อน “สัญญาได้ไหมวะ ถ้ากูยังไม่มีแฟน มึงก็ห้ามคบใครเหมือนกัน”

"How can there be a perfect choice in this world—one that betrays neither the Sandharan Order nor the one you love?" It's a romantic line, but it has nothing to do with Rosalie Stone. Her fiance, Bradley Wakefield, is a man revered like Sandhara himself, but it's not because of her that he leaves the Sandharan Order. She thinks he will never fall in love. But later, she learns that it's just her that he won't fall for. And so, she gives up on him. She gives herself seven days to forget about Bradley.

Well, who said a Nerd couldn't be a fierce, stubborn, cold-hearted, arrogant and a lover of baggy trousers and crop tops... All these attributed to Jade, a newly transferred student in Crimson Heights high school, to complete her finals. Being a Nerdy bookworm gave no one their right to tamper and dare mess with her, this got her into many fights in her previous school before she got transferred to this new school. She tried as much to be ignorant to everyone who crosses her path to avoid trouble, but that was quite difficult when she was pushed to the wall most times. Meet, Kayden, the popular cocky, arrogant billionaire son whose father owns the largest multi-billionaire corporation in Canada. He is handsome and tall, making all girls in school desire him. Guess what happens when two arrogant people collide... Chaos right? What happens when Jade decided to go for a house night party organized by her mates after being dragged in school by the crazy cheerleader, Athena, and Jade was dared to KISS Kayden? Aissh! That's when the whole trouble even started. Warning: Contains Violence, triggering emotions and Matured Scenes.

"I might be the Devil as I promise to show you Hell if you just look at her the wrong way" " NO one and I mean it NO ONE can come between us. And only the god knows what I might do to the foolish who as much as dare so." Everyone says The devil owns everything but a heart .Little did they know , He has his heart in the plam of his little Angel ! ~~~~~~~~~ *picture's from Pinterest. **Warning : Just don't bother the devils angel & you are good to go! Enroll a journey through this book : ( with a little bit of Devilish ) ;)

Vanadine, half Dark Elf hybrid was exiled from Elaris after the killing of one of the high Council members. After forty years alone on Earth he saves a woman, Carine, from a pair of would be rapists. Despite his need for secrecy and repeated warnings he is dangerous, Vanadine is unable to get her out of his mind. In an attempt to wean himself off her, he follows and tracks Carine, looking out for her while keeping his distance. Without his knowledge, Carine is thinking about Vanadine as well, wondering if she will ever see him again, feel his strong muscles against her body and... Yet with the Dark Elf Council's nefarious plans, Vanadine's ex-friend's scheming and the possibility of Carine finding out he is not what he seems, can there ever be any kind of future for Vanadine and Carine?

Setelah empat tahun menjalani pernikahan, akhirnya suamiku akan mendapat keturunan. Bukan dari rahimku, tapi dari rahim sepupuku. Jika akhirnya aku memilih mundur, bisakah aku tetap baik-baik saja?

When a popular guy from another school named Eustone transferred to Shinrea SHS he encountered the toughest girl ever existed. The moment Sasha punched him in the face made him thought of something good. And from that punch on, he'd irritate her more. What he didn't know was behind that tough girl is someone who is trapped in a horrid past.

"Do you really think I'd want you after you hurt, insulted, and humiliated me? You don't even like me!" "To mate with you, I do not need to like you." -----------‐------------------------------- Part of the Iron River series. Can be read as a standalone story. Nivia is destined to become the alpha of the Iron River pack, following in the footsteps of her mother, Alpha Aeryn, the first female alpha. She has been preparing for her role by dealing with a very cold and arrogant potential ally, Alpha Rutherford. They have only talked online and have grown to hate each other. Nivia's carefree nature and informal approach get on the proud British alpha's nerves. While Rutherford's arrogance and forced politeness drive Nivia crazy. When they finally meet at a party, Nivia finds herself mated to the Alpha with a heart of stone.

“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”