Three Years Of Cold Marriage, Now He Begs

When Kamari's mom, a witch from the ancient Ostyn clan, moves her to a small town in the forests of Washington, they set into motion a destiny that cannot be controlled. Kamari must learn how to balance her opposing powers and help save both rival packs before they destroy everything, including those she loves most.

It was our tenth anniversary, and I thought Joseph Lynch was finally going to propose to me. However, I accidentally saw the texts on his phone and realized what a joke I had been these past ten years. [It’s our first anniversary. Darling, I want you to spend time with me.] That woman uttered such sweet and intimate words, which I rarely said to Joseph. [I’ll give her some sleeping pills before I see you.] I could not believe Joseph would say such a thing. My fingers trembled as I scrolled down their conversation. [Don’t marry her. Marry me instead!] Then, she sent him a cute and attractive photo of her. She looked like a student. [Let’s see how you behave tonight. I bought you some new lingerie. Be good and put them on. Wait for me next door.] I was wearing some ill-fitting undies while sitting in bed. Right then, I was filled with bitterness. It turned out that Joseph had bought these undies for someone else.

EROTICA ROMANCE. RATED 18+. "Oh my God!" I moan. "Mmm. Your ass is so fucking tight, baby," he says to me. He starts thrusting in and out of me harder and faster. I throw my head back and moan louder. The sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans fill his little office. I wonder if maybe people can hear us. It's so fucking hot and I can feel myself getting closer again when he pulls out. I look back at him and he's grinning. He's fucking with me. He puts his cock up to my pussy and thrusts inside of me. Then he pulls out and does it again. I feel him stick a finger inside of my asshole. "Mmm," I'm loving this. Every damn second is pure ecstasy. I find that I already want to come again. He's fingering my asshole and fucking my pussy and the feelings mixed are amazing. I reach around in front of me and begin to rub my clit. "Are you gonna come again baby?" he asks. "Yes," I moan and rub myself faster. He starts fucking me harder and deeper, thrusting into me with all of his power. We're moving the desk and either he hasn't noticed or he just doesn't care.

They shared a pack, a womb born of the same parents. Their bond was so strong they even shared a bed. They were totally inseparable. They kept this bond as they grew up. Even when their parents tried, they could not agree on the use separate beds they were in love with the routine and system of being together all the time. Parents eventually succeeded on separate beds but not the bedroom.Collen and Carla were identical twins and were into similar things. The situation drastically changed when a tragic accident occurred and took Carla’s life, there after Collen was never the same. He was lost and the pain he felt consumed him. He was drenched in pain and sorrow. Months passed and Collen still could not get over his sisters’ death. In his mind he had long concluded he could not live without his sister and the only way for the pain to end was to join Carla in the after-life.Collen decided to take his own life by jumping over a cliff and while he was busy executing his plan a witch suddenly appeared from nowhere and offered to help him take away his pain and sorrow. On agreement with the witch she took away his ability to feel. This became the dawn of Lucifer the heartless, painless and stress free.

Zyska Veronica Galvez came from a wealthy family who owned the most famous beaches in the Philippines, Benoît La vie. She grew up thinking that she had everything she needed in life. That's what she thought. That's what everyone said to her, but they were wrong. She's wrong because even though she has everything, she's craving for one thing. One thing that she didn't have and that was love. She was cheated on by her ex-boyfriends and left hurting.   That's the reason why she agreed to marry someone she didn't know. Someone that she didn't love. That was her one last shot. Or maybe she just agreed to marry him because they're both hurt, desperate and need someone.   They made a deal: if they don't love each other in the two years of their marriage, they will separate.   Will they love each other? Or will everything vanish because of his past? Daily update: 7pm

After three years of marriage, I believed I had the perfect family. My wife, Sarah, was gentle and caring, and our son was bright and adorable. On a rare day when I finished work early, I arrived home to find Sarah asleep, slumped tiredly by the crib. My heart went out to her, and I decided to carry her to our bedroom. As I approached, Sarah's phone screen suddenly lit up. A message appeared: “Sarah, is our son asleep?"

Wala sa plano ni Isabella Santos na ma-assign bilang executive assistant ng CEO ng Hale & Co. Enterprises. Tahimik at simple ang buhay niya sa Finance Department—hanggang sa pansamantala siyang ilipat bilang assistant ni Sebastian Hale: cold, intimidating, at hindi mo basta-basta mabasa. For years, Sebastian kept his feelings hidden behind strict rules and cold stares. Boss siya. Period. Pero just when he finally opened up, someone from Isabella’s past returned—someone who once had her heart… and maybe still does. Now Isabella is torn. Will she take a chance on the man who finally let his guard down? Or will she fall again for the one who never really left her heart?

“This place is huge. Don't you ever get lonely?" “I do,” he grinned. “That's why I can't wait for you to marry me and move in.” I laughed, shaking my head. "You're crazy.” “Crazy about you and I don't even know why.” *** She wants a green card. He wants revenge. But it seems they'll get more than they bargained for.

Everyone in New York knew I was the Godfather’s heart. Gavin Whitestone’s heart. He loved me for ten years. He’d fly into a rage if I so much as got a paper cut. But he’s the one who gave me these three scars. The first time, he pulled every doctor to treat Sofia, the girl who took a bullet for him, and ignored the shrapnel tearing into my side. The second time, he was drugged and fucking Sofia in his bed. When I walked in on them, he shoved me aside, desperately carrying her to the hospital. The third time, he took my father's last gift to me—a revolver—and gave it to a pregnant Sofia, just to make her smile. He told me, “It’s all for the baby. Once the baby is born, we’ll go back to how we were.” But this time, I didn't forgive him. I threw away every gift he ever gave me and vanished without a trace. And that’s when the untouchable Godfather finally broke.

My sister, Anna Hawkins, and I are twins, but I'm slightly heavier than her when we were born. Anna has always been weak and sickly since young, whereas I'm always active and healthy. When Anna was four years old, she was diagnosed with leukemia. Mom blamed me for stealing Anna's nutrients when I got born, so I needed to return the nutrients to her. When I got my blood extracted for the first time, a thick syringe was used on me. I was so scared when I saw it. Mom told me not to be scared. She gave me a magical pen, stating that whatever wish I wrote down with the pen would come true. I wrote, "It won't hurt." When the syringe was plunged into my arm again, Mom bought me a sweet lollipop. The pain never struck me again afterward. When I was five years old, I drew a strawberry cake on the paper while getting 1000cc blood withdrawn from me. That week, Anna could sit up in bed and play on her own. When I turned seven years old, I wrote down my wish that I'd like to go on a vacation. The next day, I was sent into the operating theater for the doctors to collect my hematopoietic cells. For the first time ever, Anna's cheeks became rosy. When I was eight years old, I wrote that I wanted to become the top student of my grade. But a day before my exams, my bone marrow was drawn from me. Anna finally got discharged by the hospital. She got to wear new dresses that I never got to wear. In the year I turn nine years old, my body is heavily depleted. With a trembling hand, I can only write down a line in messy handwriting. "I hope… that I won't become Mom's daughter in my next life."