Touch Starved Game

When I steal the cheer captain, Cora Knightley's, number one spot in our grade, her childhood sweetheart—an Alpha heir—confesses his love to me the next day. Flashing me a mesmerizing smile, Raymond Knox says, "Join my world and relish the ultimate freedom and recklessness, will you?" Of course, my answer is… yes. I agree, sealing his lips with a passionate kiss. My grades start dropping, until I eventually become one of his kind. At the same time, his body belongs to me. We can't keep our hands off each other. But despite the countless intimate moments we share, he never seems to enjoy kissing me—until the entrance exam for Lycanshire University is finally over. That's when he kisses me and seduces my wolf, luring me to go to Mangy Hollow Community College with him. So this has been his goal all along. But I'd known it since the start. Gently slapping my Lycanshire University admission letter against Raymond's face, I say, "Being with you this year has been fun. I'm very satisfied. "But my future matters more. Let's break up."

His gray eyes twinkled with mischief. “Are you scared Vee?” his throaty voice hummed tantalizing sensations down my spine and pooling between my legs. I bite my lower lips an involuntary, harmless act, at least so I thought, until the resulting burning desire in his eyes and the bulge in his cargo pants said otherwise. He wanted me, but that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that I wanted him too. “I am not scared of you,” my voice came out as an embarrassing whimper. I looked away from the burning desires in his eyes, afraid that it might consume me. Not that it mattered. I was already consumed by him. ______ When Vee McKenna is kidnapped by the Lycan king’s men, she finds herself facing execution for the theft of a mystical pearl stolen by her identical twin sister, Vera McKenna. The handsome but deadly Lycan King, Adonis Greyhound , has just one year to live and when his pearl is stolen by a half blood, he swears vengeance. But when he finds out that she is his mate and the only who can save his life, Adonis devises a plan to make her fall in love with him. But nothing in life ever goes as planned. Would Adonis give up his hate for humans and embrace love? Or would he give up on what could be the best thing in his life all for a game?

Hindi mapigilan ni Xiomara "Xia" Pineda ang mapapikit sa tuwing naamoy niya ang nakakaakit na pabango ng lalaking ito na gising na gising yata noong magtapon ng magagandang pisikal na katangian ang diyos. Si Liam Blake Bieschel. Kulang na lang ay ibigay na niya ang buong kaluluwa niya rito. Isang hindi mapaliwanag na elektrisidad ang palaging dumadaloy sa kanyang kaibuturan sa tuwing ito ay malapit sa kanya. Kung siya ang tatanungin, isang pitik na lang ay talagang bibigay na siya kay Liam. Pero, hindi iyon maari. Si Liam at siya ay hindi maaring magkaroon ng relasyon na higit pa sa role niya na hanggang pangkama lang. Wala iyon sa kasunduan ng pagiging isang babymaker.

As the wife of the Colombian cartel heir, Krystal Serrano is a symbol of diplomacy and control. Dressed in silk, wrapped in silence, and displayed like a crown jewel at the center of power. But behind the flawless smile lies a woman raised not just to survive, but to rule. When her husband's betrayal ignites a war with the Italian mafia, Krystal is taken. Kidnapped and hidden away by Zachary Romano, the young, ruthless Don who solves problems with bullets and buries questions with bodies. He thought he had captured a soft, obedient mafia wife. What he brought home was a storm in heels. Krystal doesn't beg. She doesn't break. Her silence provokes, her lips taunt, and her gaze slices deeper than any blade. Inside the stone walls of his private villa, control begins to slip. Hatred turns into tension. Tension burns into obsession. And in their world, love always comes with blood on its hands. The ring on her finger still binds her to a man who believes she belongs to him. But what happens when a woman like Krystal meets someone dark enough to understand her, broken enough to match her, and reckless enough to want her? Because there's a difference between loving a woman like Krystal… And trying to own her. And Zach Romano is about to learn—only one man can stand beside her. The rest will be buried.

A revenge that cost her body. Elira Vale was left with nothing but a thirst for blood. To get it, she made a deal with the devil himself. Arthur Blackthorne is fifty years of pure, lethal temptation, a billionaire who demands a high price for his protection: a contract marriage and an heir he thinks he can never have. Caught in a web of “His Dark Sin”, she realizes that every forbidden touch comes with a price she wasn't prepared to pay. But as the secrets of her past begin to bleed into her present, the truth is more dangerous than the lie. She's about to find out that the man holding her hand might be the one she should fear the most. Warning: This story contains dark, steamy romance and explicit content intended for audiences 18+, may contain bdsm and straight intimacy.

I fumbled with the lock, my pulse hammering. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t want this. "Alaric," I breathed, but his name barely made it past my lips before his hands were on me—hot, demanding, unstoppable. "Tell me to stop," he murmured against my throat, his fingers sliding beneath my dress. "Tell me you don’t want this." I opened my mouth—to argue, to push him away—but all that came out was a soft, shuddering gasp as he found the one place that betrayed me. His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "That’s what I thought." __ Betrayed and humiliated at the altar. Isla never planned to ruin herself in the arms of another man. But heartbreak led her straight into the grasp of Alaric Voss—powerful, ruthless, and twice her age. One night. No names. No future. Or so she thought. Because when the sun rose, Isla came face-to-face with her new boss—the same man who had just claimed her in every sinful way possible. Now, resisting him is impossible. He’s everywhere—watching, teasing, owning her with every smirk, every touch. She swore it was a mistake. He swears it’s just the beginning. And the more she fights him, the more she realizes the truth: She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her. And Alaric Voss doesn’t let what’s his slip away.

This is wrong, we shouldn’t be doing this,” I muttered as Ivan planted another kiss near my neck. “Giselle, everything became wrong the moment your face changed,” he responded in a low tone. “My name is not Giselle,” “I don’t fucking care, to me you will always be Giselle, always be that naive little bunny.” ### An abusive mother-in-law, a nonchalant husband, Giselle thought she could endure it all until she couldn’t. Born with a hole in the heart, Giselle thought Cyrus was the perfect husband for her, that was until he cheated with the surrogate mother that was supposed to carry her child. Ivan Lockwood hated Giselle's guts or so she thought. Ivan had everything he ever wanted, the money, the power,except for her. It was forbidden, she was his brother’s wife, she was the thorn by his side. She doesn’t know it but she was his weakness. He thought she would be happy until a deadly accident claimed her life. Just two days after she caught her husband cheating she never thought she would have a car accident more so she never thought she would awaken with the face of her husband’s mistress. Her family hates her, the public detest her, Ivan whom she never knew loved her dearly tried to kill her. At first she thought it was a curse but it was a blessing. She was going to make their life miserable, She was going to make Her ex-husband, her mother-in-law and all those who looked down on regret ever knowing her. May the ex-wife’s game begin.

I didn’t just lose my mate on the night of our Ascendance Ball. I lost my dignity. Standing in the center of the gilded ballroom, in a dress that cost more than my life, I watched Drail choose her. My best friend. He didn't just reject our fated bond; he laughed while doing it, his hand resting on her pregnant stomach. Cast out. Humiliated. Rogue. I ran into the storm and straight into the chest of a monster. Derek Montenegro. The Ruthless. The exiled Prince of the European packs. A man with tattoos crawling up his neck and a reputation for breaking bones as easily as he breaks hearts. He’s cold, commanding, and dangerously beautiful. He offers me a deal. A contract. "Marry me, Raya. Wear my mark. Become the Queen of the underworld, and I will give you the power to crush the people who broke you." I thought I was signing a deal with the devil to get revenge. I didn't know the devil had a twin. And I certainly didn't know that the rejection wasn't an accident—it was the first move in a war between brothers, and I am the weapon they both intend to wield.

What do you do when you lose your virginity to your next-door neighbor who so happens to be the egotistical bad boy of the entire town, who raises havoc wherever he goes and is the biggest player on the planet? Well, you guard your heart and stay away from him like everyone warned you to. Oh and pretend like nothing happened because what else can you expect from a bad boy? But what if it's too late to stay away? Especially since he's already had a taste of you and you of him? What if you wanted more? What if you were too late to guard your heart? What if you had already fallen for him even before you moaned out his name? Spinoff of this book ( Mia and Kade's story ) : TANGLED IN HIS SHEETS

The shewolves in Shadow Pack all said I was lucky. Alpha Erwin Keller had doted on me alone for eight years. However, the same werewolf who swore he would only ever want to be with me gave me two 'gifts' the day I brought him home to meet my mom, Katie Spencer, to discuss our marking ceremony. The first gift was tying Katie to a chair and having his Beta rip her clothes apart right in front of me. The second gift was deliberately opening the door and letting my dad, Felix Spencer, who had already lost his wolf spirit, run outside. There was pouring rain outside. Felix ran to the edge of a cliff and fell over. Katie was still tied to the chair. She watched Felix die right in front of her. She snapped the ropes like a mad wolf and jumped off the cliff to die with Felix. In a single night, I lost both my parents. I kneeled in a pool of blood and asked Erwin why he did all this. He pinched my chin and sneered. "Lara, did you really think I loved you? I came for revenge!" It turned out that during the territorial war ten years ago, his dad died saving mine, and his mom took her own life afterward. Erwin spent eight years carefully weaving a lie of love. It was all so I could experience what it felt like to lose my entire family. Later, Erwin kept me trapped by his side and tortured me. I tried to kill myself 99 times. He saved me all 99 times. He said we would torture each other until we grew old. What he didn't know was that ten years ago, when his wolf spirit was completely destroyed and he was barely alive, I was the one who begged an Alpha from another pack to place a curse on me so that he could live. In return, I only had eight years left to live. Now, I was seven days away from my own impending doom!