Underlayer Hair Dyed Underneath

When journalist, Bella Sinclair, was invited to a friends birthday celebration in the local bar, she imagined there would be drinking, dancing, and letting her hair down. What she didn't imagine- being sexual assaulted.Biker Alex 'Axel' Warner wasn't happy. He was supposed to be back in his clubhouse for the weekly party held by the club. He was supposed to be drunk, with the clubwhores begging for his c***. Instead, he was serving alcohol to a bunch of drunken adults, some behaving like children. That is until he spots the beautiful redhead dancing with her friends. What will happen when the two meet?Will Axel be able to protect Bella?Will he be able to protect her from herself?

[WARNING; MATURE CONTENT; 18+] ~~~ “N-no—ahh!” and she gasped loudly the moment he tilted her head to one side by grabbing her hair from behind. Harshly. “Then why did you lie to me, hm?” he asks gruffly while his grip is tightening in her hair as he makes her face him. The tears on which she kept a hold till now, shed leisurely because of his grip. She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, “Please s-stop it.” “This is not the answer to my question, angel.” She heard him saying more gruffly into her ear. He kisses her earlobe before giving a jerk on his grip on her hair and adding to his words, “Your delay is doing your harm.” And she understood this clearly. “I-I didn’t want y-you to know t-that I’ll t-turn eighteen in the next three months—,” “Why?” “B-because I-I thought you...you will ruin me t-that time,” she managed to answer him as urgently as possible so he just leave her and he did it after getting his answers. ~~~~ Hazel was a prostitute, who maintained unmatched beauty in her brothel. Those who were fascinated by her beauty had become a lover of her beauty but she was not written in anyone's fate, because of her age. A seventeen-year-old girl, remained a victim of men's eyes until Daud came into her life. And he changed her life. Because the moment he laid his eyes on Hazel, he was determined to make her own. Then he didn't mind whichever path he chose.

Everyone knows the mythology of the gods. What happens if what is known was manipulated by the gods themselves. Our favorite triplets are back. This is their story of how they came to be. Follow along as they grow up and find friends, enemies, and their soul bonds along the way. This is book #2 in the series. They weren't supposed to exist, yet here they are. "We have to keep them protected" Zeus roars. "That doesn't mean we have to keep them locked up." Aphrodite states. The gods turn as they hear the door opens slamming against the wall. There stand the triples. A look of surprise spreads across everyone's face. "What the hell did you do to your hair and are those tattoos?" Poseidon asks. "We dyed it, and yes they are tattoos and we also got a few body piercings" Kylani answers. "We will not stay hidden away or kept locked up. We have no interest in this life. We are going to walk on the earth with the supernatural and humans. They accept us more than you do." Mykenzie announces. The girls vanish at that moment. Chris stands there with a look of regret in his eyes. He knew this was coming. They wanted sweet, innocent goddesses like their mother and aunts. What they got was an attitude in a 5'4" package only doubled. "I told you not to force your ways upon them. They have been independent since birth. You brought this upon yourselves." Hades tells them

DARK ROMANCE! "I-I love him," she stammered, shivering under his intense gaze. But his whisper sent shivers down her spine. "But I love you," he said, his smirk hinting at a dark intention that left her numb. "Leave me! I'm not yours!" she protested, her brown eyes wide with fear, shock, and sadness. Yet, her sparkling tears only drew him in. He leaned in closer, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch a mix of tenderness and menace. "How can I, kitten, when you're already mine? Trapped with me, sinfully," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Her throat constricted in fear as she realized escape was impossible. But his next words crushed her world. "Punishment time, kitten," he growled, his voice dripping with lust and obsession. His dark eyes seemed to devour her, leaving her knees weak. A lone tear escaped her eye as she realized she was trapped. He would cage her, sinfully. She was a bright doll, but his darkness shattered her hopes. She was a vast ocean, and he was a pirate who'd found his treasure in her - a treasure he'd claim by any means. @2024darkoceanfics

Damon curled a hand into her hair and pulled back, savouring the startled yelp she let out and the exposed line of her throat. He took the opportunity to bite down on her pulse, feeling her heart rate spike beneath his lips before licking a stripe over it to soothe the sting. "Beg me to make you come, Mia." She scoffed. "In your dreams, maybe." *** Mia Grace's life would have been picture perfect if not for her new boss, Damon Rossi. Hes demanding, insensitive but also completely irresistible. After Damon Rossi returns from his trip to Spain, he fills the position as the new CEO, replacing his father. Mia expected him to be sweet and kind like her, also a lot older but he's completely opposite. Almost instantly, she hates the man yet lusts after him all together. As they continue working together, everything around them is put to test, from their will to remain professional to their feelings, desires, only to reach a point where nothing ever will be the same again. ***

He is Musa Khan. Belonging from a Royal family, he is everything you can expect from a man belonging to such status. He is a businessman, not only that he is also a Cardiologist, most famous Cardiologist. With a handsome face and charming smile, he has stolen many hearts. He is Nawab of Raipur. There was no woman who didn't attempt to make herself prominent in his presence till her....Nayyab Rehman is a postgraduate Doctor. With no father on her head and only a mother who support both of them financially, she is introverted. With so much trouble and crisis, she is dead set on making her mother proud. She is shy and reserved and fiercely daring, something Musa Khan finds amusingly appealing......An accident caused both of them to meet in unexpected circumstances that cause a spark? Will that spark burn them to be repairable or will it led to something beautiful? Something that both are unfamiliar with...Join the spectacular voyage of Musa Khan and Nayyab Rehman to experience a boost of emotions that will make you grin in excitement and next moment to pull out your hair frustration.

Two different worlds, two separate lives are fused together in this surreal tale of the supernatural. A world unknown to her and a world he runs from. An unending war between their worlds leads them down the same path with their destinies aligned. What will happen when the fate of their worlds hang in the balance and they have to make a choice? *** She had no idea how long she had been sleeping for but she woke up to the sound of someone sniffing. She was drowsy so she paid not much attention to it but then it continued, then she heard the voice again, “Lavender, you use lavender for your hair. How have I never sniffed your hair before?", the sniffing continued. The sound reverberated through the caves, whilst she felt the vibrations on his chest where she lay, but she did not need that to know whose voice it belonged to. It was deep but not hoarse, somehow it was powerful and soothing at the same time, it was the voice of a god, one that had spoken to her all of these months, one she had replayed over again in her head till it was ingrained in her memory. “Dragomir…”, she whispered in a teary voice, she proceeded to stand up but he held on to a part of her hair and was sniffing it. When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped and stared back at her as if she had just caught him trying to steal from the cookie jar. “Was that creepy?”, he asked.

Ivory grew up just like every other girl in her father's pack. Her kindhearted nature drew everyone in, making her extremely popular. With her porcelain skin, sky blue eyes and white hair made her look like a goddess. The whole pack was excited for the full moon to finally find their mates! Ivory ended up finding more than just her mate. After crashing the party, Ivory's uncle reveals himself, making the truth of Ivory's heritage come to light. Can Ivory, daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature, stop her uncle, Creator of the Underworld from taking over Earth?

“I don’t love you dammit. Why don’t you understand I was just faking it to take my revenge!” His hands drop from her. Moving back. Gone those loving tender eyes. “Fine if this is what you choose. No one will stop you from leaving but before that...you will have to grant me one last wish.Your last punishment. Which will make everything even." He speak gulping the throat burning liquid. To see her look at him over her shoulder.To spits the words impatiently. " Speak. What's it!" Moving closer to her from behind. He moves aside her hair from her neck. To stare at his mark on her. Speaking in a cold deadly voice. " I want to fuc* you one last time my little wife." " Fine. " She speaks unaffected. Successful in breaking his heart but no way in hell will he let her get away from him this easily. She will beg for him. And he will make sure that she never gets him. Sniffing her perfume scent. By placing his chin on her shoulder. He whisper in her ear in a voice that sent chills down her spine. " On your knees.NOW!" And that’s  when she drops down. Without resisting. Letting him take his revenge. Which she knew she deserved in every sense. ....... She was just his Beta. Someone he trusts.Someone he can rely on. Until one day she leaves him. Making him realise how much he needs her. Years passed . He moved on. He now has a fiance. But what happens when his Beta comes back. And he feels more than just attraction for her. Will he fulfill his Kings positions honour or will he loose his heart to her? Come find out in ' The Beta girl'

Right before my wedding, my fiancé, Benjamin Gray, holds another wedding at an old settlement with his true love, who has lung cancer. He holds Jennifer Robinson close and smiles tenderly at her underneath the starry sky. "According to the local customs here, the woman whose wedding is held first is considered a man's actual wife. I might have already registered my marriage with Samantha, but she's more like my mistress." Everyone cheers and blesses them as they toast each other and enter their room for the night. I witness all of this, but I don't cry or kick up a fuss. Instead, I make an appointment for an abortion. I've loved Benjamin for 15 years, but I still can't compare to Jennifer, who is my stepsister. If that's the case, I'll let him go. Later, I join a geological exploration and research team in the South Isles and am cut off from the world. All I leave behind is a divorce agreement and a divorce gift. Benjamin has never cared for me, so it's odd that he loses his mind overnight after my departure.