Trembling Synonym

[MATURE CONTENT] Every night, he snuck into her bedroom and gets intimate with her. She wasn't his mate, neither was she his Luna who had just been newly crowned. She was his slave. Yet, he discloses the fact that he felt lust for her, disregarding the fact that he had a Luna. She had once asked, "Are you in love with me?" River was breathless when she puffed those words out, her heart threatening to burst through her ribcage. "Oh, River, my love. What I feel for you is more than love. It can never be put in actual words." He had responded, running his finger down her face, caressing it softly. His touch was tender, yet River was quaking in fear as she gazed up at him. "And, if I don't end up having you by the end of the day, I'd kill you," he continues, brushing a thumb against her trembling lips. "and, kill myself." However, he wasn't the man for her. They both had their mates. And worse, he was a man who had contributed to her agony. She had once been the Alpha's daughter, living a glossy life, but Alpha Ryker had waged a war against their Pack, riding them of every single thing they owned and forcing River to relocate to a new Pack as an Omega subjected to bullying. How will River accept her fate of being the obsession of ruthless Alpha Ryker, who had caused the ruin of her father's Pack and made her into an Omega?

James got to his feet and slowly advanced towards Lucien. His eyes suddenly predatory. “How much did my parents offer you to spy on me?” He repeated. Lucien froze in utter shock and fear, his soul instantly abandoning his body. How… the fuck did James know? He wondered in absolute horror. Did he slip up somewhere? It can't be! He's always careful! James placed his hand on Lucien's neck and leaned forward. “Cat got your tongue?” James inquired, his mint breath fanning Lucien's face. “Why don't you answer me, Lucien? How much did my parents offer you to risk your life like this?” Lucien couldn't speak. He was too scared to. At this moment, his body, mind and soul instantly froze. He could literally see his life flashing before his eyes. Was he going to die? He had seen how James countlessly murdered people in cold blood… would he do the same to him? “I'm willing to forgive for your betrayal, Lucien, because…” James leaned in and pressed his lips on Lucien's neck. Lucien flinched. “... I have a thing for you. Well, that's if and only if… you're willing to become my… perfect toy.” James leaned backward and glared into Lucien's eyes, his thumb slowly grazing his trembling lips. James smirked, “So cute. Make a choice now, Lucien! Die right here in the middle of this room… or be my toy!” *** Money was the only reason Lucien agreed to spy on his billionaire boss, who was secretly an underground Mafia leader. But sadly, money couldn't save him when he discovered that his boss had always known he was hired to spy on him from the get-go He had two choices, die brutally for his sick betrayal… or become a perfect toy for the most ruthless and dangerous man in existence!

His teeth sank into my neck, and I cried out, biting back just as he said, but it didn’t hurt like I thought it was, it was euphoric in a way, dangerously good as I moaned. He hadn’t broken through my skin, but I could tell that bite was different, that something had been left and I knew the faint ring of teeth markings wasn’t going to fade any time soon. Now the two other brothers were waiting to do the same. My body trembling, already in ecstasy, how was I going to take all three of them? Ellie was wealthy, but her father never gave her a single display of affection. Until her path crossed with the Sined brothers. Werewolves and vampires were part of dark stories in Ellie’s mind, until she meets not one, not two, but three werewolves, and a very powerful vampire. What makes things more complicated? They all want her for themselves. The Four Sides of Desire is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

He should have been satisfied. Lucas had dismantled the Montage Empire, reduced its legacy to ash. Arabella Montage had nothing left: no power, no family, no future. Just her name and a heartbeat he hadn’t yet taken. But when he saw her on that auction stage, trembling under harsh lights, something inside him shifted. She was being sold like livestock. A girl once untouchable, now displayed for the highest bidder. He was the architect of her ruin. And still... he bought her. She was the last remaining piece of the empire he had destroyed. And he needed to possess it. To possess her. To own the symbol of everything he had conquered. To fill the aching void that victory hadn't satisfied. She used to be a free bird. Until he clipped her wings. Now, he would remake her. Mold her. Give her purpose again, just so he could tear it all away. Break her. Destroy her, all over again. He didn’t want her dead. Anything was acceptable, as long as her heart kept beating. To her, he’s just another powerful man playing God. But one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: Lucas will keep her heart beating, just so he can be the one to crush it. Again and again

“Please... spare my life,” she whispered, her voice trembling like the last leaf clinging to a winter branch. Blood trickled from her split lip as she pressed her forehead to the cold marble floor, her entire body shaking with terror. “I treasure what belongs to me,” he replied, his voice cold and deadly. His gloved hand gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his merciless gaze. “And as of tonight, little ghost... you belong to me.” Born from a one-night stand between a mafia lord and a maid, Liliana Orlov entered the world with her mother’s blood staining her face. Her father, Don Nickolas Orlov never let her forget who she was - a curse! While her half-sisters wear silks, she scrubs floors. While they dine in gold-lit halls, she eats their scraps. She was the family’s whipping girl, blamed for the empire’s weakness-no male heir, no future. Then, the unthinkable happens. To end a decade-long war, Nickolas sold Liliana to his greatest enemy Mikhail Volkov also known as “The Reaper” the heir to the most powerful and brutal mafia dynasty. Her fate was sealed. She entered into a forced marriage to secure peace. Thrown into a gilded cage, Liliana faces a man more merciless than her father. Is survival enough… or will she dare to want more? Or Will a man who rules through fear finally learn to kneel to love? Find out more in the story!

“Please stop, you're drunk,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to push him off. His body was heavy against mine, his movements sluggish but persistent. He barely heard me. “How old are you?” he murmured, his voice thick with alcohol. “18,” I gasped, heart racing in a mix of fear and confusion. “Then you're already an adult” he said with a low chuckle, as though that settled everything. I should’ve stopped it. I should’ve left. But I didn't have the strength to argue, didn't have the will to stop him. He moved against me again, and that's when I felt something cold touch the most intimate part of me…. I woke up alone in a dimly lit room. He was still there, his back turned to me, but his face-his identity-was still hidden behind the mask. I glanced down at his left shoulder. A Phoenix tattoo. Bold. Intriguing. But then, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed my things and ran, my heart racing as I left the room without another word. It was supposed to be just a night. One meant to be forgotten. And that's exactly what I intended to do. I didn't know his name. I didn't even know his face. It was a night meant to stay buried in the past. It was a night I promised myself I’d forget. But that promise broke when pregnancy came knocking.

He pinned me against the wall, his eyes burning with intensity. I tried to push him away, but he just smiled, his lips curling up in that annoying grin of his that looked sexy as hell. 'You can't resist me, can you?' he teased, his breath hot against my skin. I tried to deny it, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Don't," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. "I'm not ready for this." He paused, his gaze searching mine. Then, he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. 'I think you are." When Tilda's fiancé cheats on her, she seeks comfort in a one-night stand with a stranger who pretended to be her groom to get her our a a bind but when she discovers he's her new boss, Richard, and the father of her young patient, Ivy, Tilda's world is turned upside down. As she explores her feelings for Richard, she must confront the consequences of their whirlwind romance as well as the Pandora's box they open. Will their love survive or will they end up like every Ill written love story?

Blurb "Sign the papers, Celeste." I wiped the blood from my nose, my hands trembling as I handed my husband the contract I had worked tirelessly to finalize for him. But instead of gratitude, he shoved divorce papers in my face. And beside him, smirking in triumph, was the woman he had replaced me with—the daughter of his boss. Five years of sacrifice, of love, of loyalty… all reduced to nothing. Ethan Carter had used me, discarded me, and now he was climbing higher on the back of another woman. I thought that was the end of my story. Until he appeared. Damien Sinclair—the youngest billionaire in the country, ruthless in business, feared by his enemies, and a man who never gave without taking something in return. And he wanted me. Overnight, I went from the forgotten ex-wife to the envy of high society, the woman draped in luxury, held in the arms of a man who commanded the world. But Damien’s interest in me wasn’t coincidence. He knew my past. He knew my pain. And when he whispered my childhood nickname in his sleep, I realized… he knew me. Now, I must uncover the truth before I lose myself in the passion, the power, and the dangerous game I never saw coming. Because in Damien’s world, love is just another negotiation—and I might be the one paying the ultimate price.

"This is my first time... it hurts... oh, it’s bleeding..." Allie winced as a cut from the kitchen knife throbbed on her finger. Liam glanced at her, his face full of concern, and applied the medicine with a sharp, almost angry tone: "I’ve told you not to go near the kitchen! Just tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll make it for you!" For Allie, her 20th birthday gift was discovering her boyfriend's betrayal with her best friend in bed. Furious, she turned her back on Nick and married Liam Hart, the city’s most influential and untouchable man. From that moment, she faced endless challenges: Nick’s constant manipulations, Liam’s family scheming against her, and the toxic people in their lives. Everyone sees Liam as the perfect, doting husband—no one knows the price she pays for his love. Exhausted, Allie faced Liam one night, her voice trembling with frustration: "Liam Hart, you are a monster in disguise." Liam, looking hurt, replied with a soft grin, “You wound me, darling. How could I possibly be a monster when I’m the one who’s supposed to protect you?”

Under the Moon Goddess, I was once the happiest Luna of the Black Pack. Alpha Mike cherished me, cradled me in his palms, and bestowed upon me a name and glory. But on that day— I lay on the operating table as he slit open my abdomen himself, offering my liver to his white moonlight, Lina. My husband held Lina’s hand, whispering tenderly in her ear: "Don’t be afraid. Anna’s life is worthless—yours is the one that matters." As the anesthesia wore off, agony seared through me. The doctor gasped: "She’s in her differentiation phase! Forcing the surgery will cripple her for life!" Yet Mike didn’t even glance back, leaving with Lina in his arms: "Just an Omega. Saving you is her privilege." Later, I knelt before the witch Jery, trading all my memories for freedom. When Mike stormed into the shop, roaring at my amnesiac, bubble-blowing self— I shrank into the witch’s arms, trembling: "Sister… who is this madman?" His eyes burned crimson as he tore our contract to shreds.