Touching The Void

"Do I feel like I need someone to warm me up?" He asked in a low voice. He had sat up, and suddenly, they were very, very close. "No," I whispered, staring at my hand that stubbornly attached itself to his chest. I had spent hours touching him, trying to find the worst injuries and treating them. But being face to face, where I could count each individual lash on his eyes, felt kind of intimate. I could feel the steady rhythm of his heart if I concentrated hard enough. Without thinking, I stroked his skin softly. He breathed in sharply, and I felt the shudder that ran through him. I felt like I was barely breathing at this point. If I inhale too sharply, something in the air would just snap. "I must admit," He said in a low voice as though it was some kind of confession, "If anyone had ever told me you would be my final undoing, I would never have agreed to allow you become my son's nanny." *** When the ruthless billionaire finds himself falling for the single mother that's supposed to be the nanny of his son, he expects history to repeat itself again. (Possessive, obsessed, nanny, strong female lead, dominating male lead)

Love For The Wicked Book Three. In my eyes, the world is a huge sandbox created for the big boys. Girls, money, business… and I always strive to come out on top until my father gave me an ultimatum. I needed to find a wife, or I’d lose my rights to the family business. I found the perfect woman for the scheme I devised, of course. She was beautiful, feisty, the picture-perfect wife to make my father believe I was done playing games. In return, she needed a favor, the kind that takes nine months to deliver. The rules were laid out meticulously, from the no touching to fake falling in love. After a year, we would part ways amicably with no hassle, no demands, and no regrets; after all, it was all just a game. As my plan took its course, it dawned on me that playing house was a game I never should have played. She started to grow on me, from that sexy little pout to the late nightcap, the endless dirty banter, and even the fights we had. I realize I enjoyed having her around. Trouble is, how will I make her believe I am not playing games anymore? That I don’t want her to be just my contract wife, that I don’t want twelve months with her but more?

"Tell me what you would permit Nina." He snuck his hand around her neck, gripping her in a loose, but possessive hold. Nina forgot how to breath for a moment, her body unexpectedly reacting to him. "Would you let me touch you here?" He slowly moved his hand away from her neck, and trailed it down her body, feeling the dip in her waist and the curve of her hips. He then went up again until he got to the swell of her breasts. "Here Nina. Will you?" He slowly grazed the swell of her breasts, his hand almost not touching them, but she could feel it move along, and she was surprised at the anticipation it built within her. "Answer me, baby girl." He just let his palm brush over them a little. "Yes..." ***** After being rejected by her mate, and then forced by the people she call parents, Nina had no choice but to marry the infamous Alpha of the Night howler's pack to pay up her father's debts. She had heard nothing but scary things about this man, Alpha Ezra! But what happens when he turns out to be the dream she never dared to dream about?

Jessica Lawrence was the most devoted child before her father wed his secretary in the wake of her mother's death, Jessica's life slowly turned 360 degrees after her stepsister drugged her and her father sent her to Poland, severing all ties with her. That one-night stand caused her to become pregnant, giving birth to Cornell who was a brilliant child. But the man Jessica spent the night with was a well-known business tycoon and a sophisticated Billionaire Liam Grey. Liam Grey intended to find her but mistook Jessica's step-sister for her. Jessica's destiny worked overtime to ensure that she was with Liam when she returned with her son after seven years. “My sweetheart, you are mine. And you are powerless to stop me from touching you," Liam Grey spoke huskily. When his son suddenly barged in, “Daddy, Mommy is precious. You can't hurt her." “Your mommy is my life. How can I hurt my life? And stop hogging her time. You've had your mother's love for seven years. It's now my turn to monopolize her affection." “Urgh! You two are annoying!” Pouted Jessica left the room.

Everyone in our social circle knew that my fiancée, Hazel Mullins, had a skin hunger condition toward me. Only touching me brought her excitement and satisfaction. But the self-proclaimed heartthrob and heir to the Newman family refused to believe it. He boldly declared that he would win her over within a month. After bombarding her with seductive photos for an entire month, Hazel finally reached her breaking point and auctioned them off. With his reputation ruined, Rory Newman was disowned by his family. In a fit of rage, he jumped off a bridge in an apparent suicide attempt. Hazel lost her mind and leaped after him. I became the biggest laughingstock in the circle. That was until I went skiing in the Alps and accidentally bumped into Hazel helping Rory select ski gear. She explained with a composed expression, "Rory's dealing with some serious emotional trauma. The doctor suggested more outdoor activities. Just please, don't throw another tantrum." I felt bewildered. I wasn't even involved with them anymore. Why would I get upset? Then it hit me that she was unaware of one fact. I had already married someone else on the same day she jumped into the water after Rory in that dramatic display of devotion. I was simply there for my honeymoon, with a bit of skiing on the side.

Happiness is the only emotion a broken soul can't seem to experience. They can only dream of it and hopefully find serenity to fill the void, with the hopes of one day being able to feel it in their being. Akaiia Bleau Stepanova, is she destined to feel this brokenness forever or does her initial definition even begin to cover what true brokenness feels like? Let the flames of life and death drain my essence. An evil thought that grinds in my brain since I heard of my sentence. A bitterness that made himself at home inside of me. Sometimes I just wish I could change my fate, but yes it is just wishful talk. My story is one full of emotion. Treason, hate, love and pretend. A wild combination, you might say. .... "I do." She says with the most beautiful smile, one that even reaches her eyes. One so rare and truly beautiful to witness. "Aiden River King, what is your answer? Do you take Akaiia Bleau Stepanova as your lawful wedded wife?" The priest questions. As soon as I'm about to answer a voice I remember to clearly ego's through the church walls. ... The tears staining her eyes are like daggers in my chest.

"Don’t call me by that name. Camila Wilson died on the very night you tore the canvas of her life to pieces." Damian Xavier, a heartless titan of industry, committed the greatest mistake of his life: he cast away his pregnant wife for the sake of his cold ambition. Five years later, Damian has become obsessed with a ghost. He is haunted by the masterpieces of a mysterious painter known only as Sheina Blake. Sheina’s paintings are ethereal and haunting, bleeding with the raw emotions of betrayal and magnificent rebirth. Damian is willing to pour out millions just for a chance to meet the artist, hoping her soul-stirring work can fill the void rotting inside him. Little does he know, Sheina Blake is Camila Wilson—the ex-wife he once deemed worthless. The woman he discarded like trash has now become the only deity he worships. When fate finally brings them face-to-face, Damian doesn't find the fragile girl he once broke. He stands before Sheina Blake—a cold, powerful woman who has everything, including a genius son who holds au paintbrush with the same lethal authority Damian uses to rule his empire. "You wish to buy my work, Mr. Xavier? Unfortunately, you will never be able to afford the price of the pain captured in these strokes."

Arielle Wren didn’t die a hero; she died as a sacrifice. On the day of her wedding, her own fiancé Alpha Damian drove a dagger into her heart. It wasn’t a crime of passion, but a sacred ritual demanded by the Inquisition to seal the coming Blood Eclipse. Tossed into the Void Chasm, Arielle was supposed to be erased from existence. But Arielle refused to fade. She crawled out of hell not as a human, nor as a werewolf, but as a "Glitch" a Hybrid anomaly fusing mortal blood with the devouring power of the Void. She is the only being in existence unbound by the Moon Oath, the absolute divine law that enslaves all werewolves to their gods. Returning to the surface with black eyes and a burning vendetta, Arielle crosses paths with Lycian, the ruthless Alpha King of the North. Lycian doesn’t offer her love or salvation; he offers a transaction. He needs a weapon capable of killing his political rivals without triggering the Oath, and Arielle needs a shield against the Inquisitors hunting her down. This isn’t a story about finding a soulmate. It’s a story about breaking fate. Arielle doesn’t just want to kill Damian. She intends to climb to the heavens and kill the "Moon" itself—the divine system that sanctioned her murder. Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance, Urban Fantasy, Revenge.

“I loved you with all my heart, but you betrayed me, cheating with me on her? Really?” Lena Wallace said bitterly to her husband. “Sign it! We are getting a divorce, I’ve come to realize Nora is the one for me. You can't even bore a child, barren woman.” He said sharply, his void deviod of emotions He faced could tell it all, he was in love with Nora, my own step sister. Lene Wallace, was a fashion designer and also business administrator, she got married to the love of her life, Harrison Worthington  Just after 3 years of marriage, she couldn't give birth and the marriage started crashing, he cheated on her with Nora. With a broken heart, she drank to stupor and had a one night stand with a powerful billionaire. When her  father found out, he was in support of Harrison and Nora, while he disowned her, giving everything he had to Nora. She found out there was more to the one night stand man, when they met again. He was her father's best friend  The one night stand was not just powerful, he had a connecting relationship with her father and her ex husband, he will get married to her and help her defeat them. Will they come to fall in love? Or will she go back to her ex husband after this?

She was never meant to survive their world. Now she’s the only one who can burn it down. Lyra thought she was just a girl with strange dreams and a birthmark that shimmered beneath moonlight. But when a celestial event rips her from Earth and drops her into the brutal halls of the Academy of the Ascendant, she discovers a deadly truth: she’s the lost heir of a realm that erased her bloodline—and she’s carrying the forbidden magic that could unravel it all. The Academy is ruled by power and hierarchy. The weak are crushed. The strong ascend. And the Triad—three elite heirs born of elemental fire, storm, and air—will do anything to break her. Until they realize she’s more powerful than all of them. Mocked. Hunted. Desired. As Lyra unlocks the four elemental affinities no student should possess, she becomes the center of a prophecy that the Council has killed to keep buried. But it’s the fifth element—the forbidden Void—that marks her for something more. Survival means mastering her magic. Love could cost her everything. And rebellion might just start with a kiss. Perfect for fans of Zodiac Academy, Throne of Glass, and The Cruel Prince, Marked by Starlight is the explosive first book in a dark fantasy romance series filled with elemental magic, enemies-to-lovers heat, and a heroine who refuses to bow.