Tonight Fm Static

Seeing my best friend Wilson got married to my another best friend, Elena, I was more than devastated. How could Wilson marry someone when I had admired him for far too lang than one could even count? But I had another way to stop my sadness - get drunk to my heart's content which was a mistake when I woke up lying in a different bed. I had a one-night stand, and if that wasn't enough, I signed a marriage contract with this stranger. Or more precisely to Daniel Manzo, the CEO of Manzo Group. I must get out of this unreasonable marriage! Dalvin: "Wife, if you step out of this mansion once again, I'll make sure you're unable to walk for one week starting tonight!" I stomped on his feet and told him, "I'll break your feet before you break mine! Adieu!" Disclaimer: In the process of editing 11-15 chapters.

In her past life, Kelsey turned Tyler’s marriage proposal down, which was brought on by one of the many manipulations by her cheating man and half-sister. Eventually, Tyler tragically breathed his last while protecting her. Despite his noble act, Kelsey lost her life and her family. Granted a second chance at life, she returned to the time she and Tyler were first intimate. Kelsey decided to tie the knot with Tyler and stand at the height of power to get even with the deceitful couple. The only way forward was to hold onto her dear husband. Alas, the man, who loved and catered to her every whim in her previous life, built walls around his heart. Yet, he was open to intimacy. “I want to share a bed with you tonight, babe,” Kelsey expressed.Tyler grabbed her fidgety hand. “Are you sure?” He would not give her another chance to back out once the decision was made. Tyler would always and forever stand behind her in every life.

She watched as he settled on the black couch while she stood a few meters away from him, with her luggage right beside her.  Her gaze lowered to the floor as her eyes met with his stiffened, icy face which wore a demeaning look that sent shrills all over her body.  Her heart palpitated with fear as she became overwhelmed by the thoughts of being strangled tonight by her newly wedded husband who was sitting right in front of her.   She had heard him rumored to be ruthless, arrogant and hostile just like his father.   After the collapse of his marriage with a billionaire's daughter whom he had tried to murder, he became feared by many, and every lady would see it as a death sentence to be married to him.  But here she was, the daughter of a peasant farmer, married to the ruthless Billionaire's son. How did she get here?  Her name is Alex, and this is her story with ADRIAN STEEL, SON OF THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

Completed-----She felt good—better than Zander Stanton remembered, and he had a damn good memory when it came to this woman. But his hatred was more pronounced than the little voice in his head telling him to give her what she wanted—his love. But Elvie had never been the one for Zander. He loathed her. He hated her family for arranging a marriage he never wanted. Yet she had no choice, and a day hadn’t gone by when she hadn’t replayed memories of the man who’d captured her heart without trying. Here she was, just as stupid as she remembered. "I—I'll take a shower, and I'll be b-back." She muttered and left his room immediately. This was her goodbye; tonight, Zander would be hers. And she would set him free forever. Five years later, with amnesia and a missing four-year-old daughter, could fate play her again, or was she willing to quench his desperate thirst for her love?

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and will contain explicit sexual contents. He's off-limits. But tonight, I'm done pretending. Bell thinks I'm his sweet little girlfriend. But it's his stepdad who sees the real me— wet, needy, and aching to be ruined. One look. One whisper. One filthy promise. And just like that… I'm on the kitchen counter, legs wide, moaning "Daddy." This isn't just sex This is sin And it feels so damn good to be a sinner. Welcome to the diary of a sinner—where shame is foreplay and obedience tastes like lust. Where pleasure is punishment—and sin feels holy. This is a collection of raw, filthy, indulgent one-shots where no desire is too dark to explore, no boundary too sacred to cross. Each story is a confessional soaked in pleasure, punishment, and the bittersweet afterglow of release. And you’re going to love every one of them, especially if you're looking for a book filled with wild sexual fantasies. Join the ride, if you can control the heat.

I stared at the ball going on behind the large window doors. Searching for the man I came with tonight. Robert Alexander Severiano Jr, the dashing man was absolutely breath taking he was one of the sweetest and nicest man I ever met. I loved him I couldn't wait to tell him tonight that we would be expecting a child. A baby it was wonderful we always thought it would be amazing to have a child. But I was awoken from my day dreaming and turned to a sharp pain in my shoulder by no other his father the Count who hated me with every fiber in his body. He was going to be the destruction to our love and life I knew it with ever fiber in my body and all I wanted to do was run. * Note from Author : This story will definitely take a huge twist from living a normal so life she thought she lived in to finding out the world she lives in is actually a world full of werewolves , lycans , cults , witches , dragons etc. Stay tuned for the excitement *

For the past two months, I’ve been getting photos. Photos of my fated mate, Andrew, fucking his mistress, Crystal—a sultry omega. 【Dear Luna, Andrew left so many marks on me last night. He said I'm the only one who's ever made him feel a real orgasm.】 【Oh, and that famous soothing ability you're so proud of? I have it too. He says I can replace you completely now.】 【Don't worry, I'll take good care of your mate for you.】 In the photos, a smudge of Crystal's lipstick was a glaring stain on Andrew’s mate mark. Looking at those messages, disbelief curdled into despair, and finally, into a cold, hard numbness. Until tonight, when the Moon Goddess finally answered my desperate prayers. I could sacrifice half of my soothing gift for one chance to sever our mate bond on my own. In seven days, I will finally leave Andrew for good.

I was in a car accident on my way to my son, Nathan’s piano competition. Ignoring my injuries, I limped to the venue just in time for the awards ceremony. Nathan won the gold medal. With excitement shining in his eyes, he ran toward me. But as I smiled at him, he turned and placed the medal around the neck of my husband’s first love, Janine Beck. My husband of ten years, Christopher Frost, looked at me with irritation. “Look at what you’re wearing! You’re filthy, like a beggar,” he said cruelly. “Don’t come to Nathan’s celebration dinner tonight—he’s embarrassed by you!” I stayed silent and went alone to the hospital to have my injuries checked. Later, I returned to the villa, drenched in the rain, only to find the doors locked against me. I knocked on the door in the pouring rain for the entire night. At dawn, when the first light broke across the sky, I sent Christopher a message: [Let’s get a divorce. As you wish, I will no longer be an eyesore in your lives.]

On New Year's Eve, my own brother slapped me three times. He stood there, full of himself, and spat at me in disgust. "This is my house. Who do you think you are, coming in here and telling me what to do? Get out. You're nothing but bad luck. If you dare stay, I'll hit you again." He seemed to have forgotten something. The house he was living in was the one I had bought for Mom. The jewelry his wife wore was all paid for by me. The money in his children's hands was the generous allowance I had just given them. My face still burning, I looked around at the others. My sister-in-law curled her lips into a mocking smile and let out an icy snort. The two children stared at me with open hostility. Mom, who had called me there tonight for my birthday, stood silently in the corner. Just like always, her eyes were red, yet she said nothing. At that moment, something in me snapped.

“You thought you could hide from me forever?” he growled, his hand tightening around my neck. “You thought you could walk into my life and end it… just like that?” “Please...” I gasped, struggling to pull his hand away. “I didn’t mean to...” His voice dropped so low like he was going to kill me right here, right now. “Tonight… I’ll make you wish you died that night.” **** After losing her family to the Lycan King’s attack, Ashley Frost swore revenge. Her plan was to enter his palace as a harmless servant, win his trust, and then kill him. But what Ashley didn’t know… was that Kael, the Lycan King, already knew who she was. He remembered the night he bit her, and the mark he left on her neck. And no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t ignore the strange force pulling her toward him. But what neither of them knew… was that fate had already decided. They were mates.