Tula Tungkol Sa Modular Learning

"Babygirl?" I asked again confused. "I call my submissive my baby girl. That's a preference of mine. I like to be called Daddy." He said which instantly turned me on. What the hell is wrong with me? " *** Iris was so excited to leave her small town home in Ohio to attend college in California. She wanted to work for a law firm one day, and now she was well on her way. The smell of the ocean air was a shock to her senses when she pulled up to Long beach, but everything was so bright and beautiful. The trees were different, the grass, the flowers, the sun, everything was different. The men were different here. Professor Ryker Lorcane was different. He was intelligent but dark. Strong but steady. Everything the boys back home were not. *** I moaned loudly as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly each time going a little deeper. "You feel so good baby girl," he said as he slid back in. "Are you ready to be mine?" He said looking at me with those dark carnal eyes coming back into focus. I shook my head, yes, and he slammed into me hard. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes Daddy, I want to be yours," I said loudly this time.

"I've thought about it. Please draft up a divorce agreement for me, Mr. Chastain," Carina Sherwood says to her divorce attorney, Leo Chastain. It's her fifth wedding anniversary with Aster Ducant, but Carina spends it at the lawyer's office instead because Aster is busy having fun with his secretary, Stella Winters, at home. Carina is his wife, but she ends up being the one chased out of the house. They have been married for five years, but Aster hasn't announced their marriage to the people at the company. At first, Carina thinks of bringing it up to him. However, it just takes a few sentences from Aster for her to know that there's no need for that anymore. "Stella's home alone, and the electricity at her place just went out. She has nowhere else to go. I'm asking her to come over for dinner. You're fine with that, aren't you?" The best way Carina can think of to end the last five years of their relationship is through divorce.

“You want to still go ahead with this wedding even after I told you all of that?” “Yes” “Why?” “I am curious what you are like” “I can assure you that you won't like what you would get” “That is a cross I am willing to bear” Ophelia meets Cade two years after the nightstand between them that had kept Cade wondering if he truly was in love or if it was just a fleeting emotion that had stayed with him for two years. His grandfather could not have picked a better bride for now. Now that she was sitting in front of him with no memories of that night he was determined never to let her go again. Ophelia had grown up with a promise never to start a family by herself but now that her father was hellbent on making her his heir under the condition that she had to get married she was left with no other option than to get married to the golden-eyed man sitting across from her. “Your looks,” she said pointing to his face. “I can live with that” she added tilting her head. Cade wanted to respond but thought against it. “Let us get married”

Une histoire d'une jeune fille nommée Rahamatou maltraitée par sa belle-mère puisqu'elle a perdu sa mère... Cette femme sera prête à tout pour la ruiner mais hélas le destin avait déjà réservé une vie remplie d'épines

My birthday present this year is a written contract titled 'Behavioral Reform Contract'. My fiance, who was the mafia head Matteo Giovanni, and my parents have already signed their names at the bottom. Together, they had me sent to the Behavioral Correction Center. … The windows are always shut, and the sunlight is filtered through the metal window bars. They drug, reprimand, and ostracize me to make me shove my feelings of aggrievement down. Even while I am being humiliated and punished, they teach me to force a smile and maintain a steady breath. It was all done in the name of "treating" me. A year passes, and I go from being a so-called "troublemaker" to their ideal version of me—quiet, elegant, and utterly perfect. Matteo beams at me and says, "You've finally become my perfect wife. We can finally marry." I match his smile, a gesture that they think means obedience from my part. However, it is not true. It is just me bidding my farewell before I leave for good. There's something I don't understand, however. They constantly found me lacking, so now that I am gone from their lives, why are they falling apart?

Pendant dix ans, j'ai versé mon sang pour mon compagnon destiné, Damian. Je l'ai façonné jusqu'à en faire un Alpha. J'ai bâti sa meute à partir de rien. Mais, à la veille de notre cérémonie de la Lune de Sang, il l'a choisie, elle. Il a fait de sa première amante, Isla — celle qui l'avait abandonné — la Grande Prêtresse. Pas moi. Il pensait que je n'étais qu'une simple renégate douée pour la magie. Il croyait pouvoir puiser ma puissance, me rejeter, et revendiquer Isla comme sa véritable compagne. Mais il a oublié qui je suis. C'est moi qui ai négocié les traités. C'est moi qui ai organisé les échanges. C'est moi qui ai érigé les barrières magiques qui les protégeaient tous. Lui et sa meute ont salué Isla comme leur sauveuse. Ils se sont prosternés à ses pieds. Ils ont voulu se débarrasser de moi. Leur plan ? Me forcer à escorter un démon jusqu'à l'Abîme de l'Exil. Mais il n'a jamais su mon secret. Je ne suis pas une renégate. Je suis la plus jeune fille du Roi des Alphas. Je suis de sang royal. Alors je leur ai donné ce qu'ils voulaient : je suis partie. Et ils n'ont commencé à paniquer que lorsque mes protections se sont effondrées, et que leurs terres ont été envahies.

« Qu'est-ce que… tu fais ? » demanda Celeste d'une voix tremblante mais douce, comme si elle était au bord des larmes. « Qu'en penses-tu, ma petite ange ? » Malakai inclina la tête, ses yeux sombres se plissant, tandis que sa grande main caressait chaque tache de rousseur de son visage. « Voilà comment je montre à tout le monde à qui tu appartiens. En d'autres termes, je te revendique, ma chère épouse, et ici, point de salut, seulement la damnation. » ***************** Celeste Ronan devait épouser le benjamin des frères Valtor. L'amour de sa vie, mais quelques jours avant le mariage, elle le surprit en train de murmurer des mots doux à l'oreille de sa sœur aînée, tandis qu'elle le chevauchait. Fragilité et fille de la famille Ronan, elle fut rejetée, impuissante, tandis que son ex-fiancé épousait sa sœur aînée. Un verre d'alcool était censé l'aider à noyer son chagrin et à se complaire dans son désespoir, mais il n'en fut rien. Sa résistance à l'alcool ne fit pas le poids, et elle finit dans les bras de l'aîné des frères Valtor, Malakai Valtor. Celui qui portait une cicatrice, le milliardaire impitoyable et froid qui piétinait rois et ministres. Il n'était pas un sauveur, mais un démon dans un costume Alexander Amosu sur mesure. Céleste cherchait désespérément à fuir la réalité. Elle signa donc un contrat de mariage et devint officiellement sienne. À lui. À lui de la briser. À lui de la damner. Malakai Valtor est d'une avidité sans bornes. Il n'est pas question de partager sa jeune épouse innocente, qui cherche refuge dans son enfer, ni sa multinationale valant des milliards. Ni avec son frère, ni avec personne d'autre.

Dans les coulisses d’un club privé de la ville, Elina, une stripteaseuse mystérieuse au passé brûlé, danse chaque nuit pour oublier les chaînes invisibles qui l’emprisonnent. Elle ne croit plus aux contes de fées, encore moins aux hommes. Mais tout bascule le soir où entre dans le club Aidan Volkhov, un alpha charismatique, dangereux, habitué à ce qu’on plie devant lui. Il n’est pas venu pour le spectacle. Il est venu pour elle. Entre eux, l’attirance est instantanée, sauvage, impossible à contenir. Aidan veut posséder Elina, corps et âme. Mais Elina n’est pas une soumise. Elle se débat, résiste, lutte pour ne pas se perdre. Pourtant, plus il l’approche, plus elle découvre que sous sa domination se cache une douleur ancienne, une solitude qu’elle reconnaît. Jeu de pouvoir, caresses interdites, nuits enfiévrées… Dans l’ombre des projecteurs, un lien naît. Mais quand le passé d’Elina refait surface et menace de tout détruire, Aidan devra choisir : la contrôler ou la protéger. Et Elina devra décider si elle est prête à appartenir… à un seul homme.

Hindi man lang ako hinawakan ng aking asawa sa aming honeymoon. Sabi niya, masyado siyang pagod at nakiusap na maghintay ako. Pero tuwing madaling-araw, palihim siyang bumababa sa basement. Kapag bumabalik siya, agad siyang naliligo para mawala ang hindi maipaliwanag na amoy. Tinanong ko siya kung ano ang ginagawa niya roon, at ang sagot niya, nag-eehersisyo siya. Pero sino namang mag-eehersisyo sa kalagitnaan ng gabi? Hindi ko na kaya. Isang gabi, nagdesisyon akong sumilip sa basement para alamin ang totoo. Hinabol niya ako at hinawakan ang pajama ko, saka pasigaw na sinabi, "Bumalik ka rito! Hihiwalayan kita kapag bumaba ka dyan!"

Kahit mahirap, pipilitin ni Cherry na palakihin mag-isa ang anak kesa ikasal sa lalaking pinakamamahal. Alam nyang ang kapatid na si Joanna ang iniibig nito at natukso lamang sila kaya't nangyari ang pagbubuntis nya....