Watching The Show

Everleigh, the Alpha's daughter, never had the life she dreamed of. Once she turned everything changed. She was treated as a slave by her family and higher up pack members. On her and her twin brother's birthday the soon to be Beta tries to hurt her. Somehow he ends up knocked out before any damage could be done. In the blink of an eye she runs as far and as fast as she can not knowing were to go. She ends up in the territory of Alpha Zayden. A ruthless ruler. When he see this little woman he realizes she is his mate. What neither of them expected was for someone to be hiding in the shadows watching her. Waiting for the right moment to get to her. Will she end up in the same situation as before or will he show her the love he has for her and keep her safe from the evil forces that are in waiting?

Before the wedding, my fiancé disappeared while camping with friends. I searched for him for an entire month, nearly losing my mind. But on Valentine's Day, a week before our wedding, I saw him at a romantic restaurant, hugging and kissing his childhood sweetheart. Jayden Corrick held the woman in his arms and said softly, "If this goes on, I don't even want to go back and marry Leah." Sophie Muller asked if he regretted disappearing—if he truly didn't plan on going back. He hesitated for a moment. "No regrets. Let's stay one more week. Our parents will cover for us anyway. When she's completely driven mad with worry, I'll show up again." I stood hidden among the crowd, watching their closeness, and gave a bitter smile. The next moment, I called home. "Don't bother looking for Jayden anymore. I'm never marrying him."

"Did you enjoy the show?" He murmurs close to my ear. "Did watching me make another woman scream my name turn you on so much that you can't stand it?" "N-no," I rasp, feeling my core throb with desire. "I didn't, why would I?" "Just say the word and that can be you. Give into your desires, little minx, and I'll show you what a real man can do." When Avery King finds her best friend and boyfriend in bed together, she promises to get revenge. And what is a better revenge than seducing the father of her cheating boyfriend? After swearing that one day Connor would call her mommy, Avery begins her plan to seduce and conquer the much older, much more mature, and elusive Atlas Jennings. However, doing so turns out to be much more than she bargained for and introduces her to a whole new world she never knew existed. Soon, Avery finds herself in the world where Atlas is determined to tame her wild and impulsive ways. Atlas Jennings has always enjoyed taming women, making them his playthings, and then throwing them aside once they've served his purpose. However, when his son's ex approaches him and attempts to make him hers, he finds that he's weirdly attracted to her confident and seductive nature and decides that he will conquer her to get her out of his mind.

“Get off me,” I demanded, leaning forward and sinking my teeth into his shoulders, drawing out blood in the process. He growled and yanked me away from the wall, spun and shoved me back into it. Tears stung my eyes when my head connected with the wall but I immediately blinked it back. He might be my captor but I wasn't going to give him that privilege of watching me cry. His fingers dug into my skin as he impaled me on his cock, “You’re mine now Natalia…I call the shots here not you.” ~~~~~~~~ To Natalia, the plan was simple. Get in. Show him a little bit of her titties. Make sure he drinks the spiked whiskey. And then walk out with whatever penny or luxury he owned. But little did she know that the most ruthless Mafia lord in Voyeur was going to be after her. And when he did, he wasn't only interested in reclaiming what she took from him. He wanted to possess her entirely.

What can I possibly say about him? I get chills all over my body just by hearing his name at times. Watching him play football, watching him study, watching him talk to other girls, watching him get into fights with other guys on field, watching him eat, watching him sleep…that’s what I basically do all the time. Just watch him if not talk to him. Hey I’m not a stalker; he is just there all the time. I don't want to be the typical girl falling for the typical player as always, like the way it happens in movies and books. My love story is not suppose to be so typical filmy. Lilly Lodge and Edward Collin start out as best friends but they both knew they were more than that. Edwards flirting with Lilly did not help her erase the feelings she was starting to develop. And soon enough Edward realizes he's fallen into the world of love itself. Will they come forward with their feelings or stay the same in order to prevent jeopardizing their friendship?

“Show me,” he said, voice low and rough, “how good you're willing to serve me.” I should’ve spat in his face. Except, I nodded…because outside that tent, his men waited. The ones who’d tear me apart piece by piece if I said no. The ones I’d be handed to. I slid my palm between my thighs, breath hitching at my own touch, just a warning stroke and to stay alive. But when I brushed again, deeper this time, I gasped. “Keep going,” Malrik said, leaning back, watching like I was the most fascinating sin he’d ever seen. So I did. With shame thick in my throat and my heart pounding against cracked ribs. I did it for my sister, for survival, for him. *** Kaelith thought being rejected by her mate was the worst thing that could happen but she was wrong. Sold to a rogue warlord as leverage, branded like cattle, and forced into a savage camp where women are broken for sport and pleasure, Kaelith expects to die or worse. But she ends up in the mercy of Malrik Dren, the warlord himself. What happens when a broken girl becomes a weapon, and the monster meant to break her starts to fall?

Hazel Williams is a sweet affable 16-year-old who just started high school. When the people closest to her started dating, she felt left out and alone. Watching her crush with his girlfriend every day wasn't helping either, especially when Theo is her brother's best friend since kindergarten whom she practically grew up with. Her newfound friendship with her school's star dancer, Lee, helped her cope with her situation. But things got complicated when her long-time crush started to show feelings for her and at the same time, she found herself falling for her new best friend. Part 2 In the second year of high school, a new celebrity student arrives and turned her school upside down. What started as a student-guide relationship blossomed into a unique friendship. Her troubled new friend not only stirs the situations at school but also her relationship with her boyfriend. When her first-ever relationship finally came to an end, her old crush came back into her life for the Summer and they were tempted to rekindle their feelings for each other the year before. This story is still ongoing, read on to find out what happens next. Part 2 is currently only available on GoodNovel.

My sister's husband smirked. "You can call me the devil, but I know what I want." My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I stared at Damon's nûde body. This felt so wrong. He was my brother-in-law. "What do you want?" I breathed. Damon took a step closer, his gaze dark with intent. "You. I want you, Ava. I want to own you, and I’m done watching Walter hover around you like he has a chance. You belong to me." ~~~~~~ After a devastating breakup, Ava finds herself homeless in New York. Her older sister, Adrianna, offers her a place to stay, but moving in with her turns out to be the biggest mistake—or temptation—of her life. Adrianna and Damon’s marriage seems perfect on the outside, but cracks are beginning to show, and Ava gets caught in the middle. Damon is dangerous, possessive, and alluring. Despite every effort to resist, Ava finds herself drawn to him in ways she shouldn't be. Torn between loyalty and an undeniable attraction, Ava struggles against the forbidden pull of her sister’s husband. But when the tension between them becomes unbearable, one question remains—will she give in and damn the consequences? Find out in this gripping forbidden romance.

Willow refused to attend a Halloween show her sister invited her to, because of her grandma she had to take care of. But she never knew that would be the last time she would see her sister, leaving her in a difficult dilemma. Three years later with no positive report about her lost sister, she received an invitation to the same Halloween show that marked the no return of her sister. Attending it, she discovered somethings. Volunteers for the magic show were put inside a coffin, after which they vanish and drinks were given out which made people forget about the show. In a quest to find her sister and others who were lost in the Halloween show, Willow took a journey alongside a friend to a secret tomb that might lead them to the missing people. And there, tbet wished they never visted the underground tunnel based on their discovery. Will these two be successful in this mission?

Every Thanksgiving, my husband, Salvatore, brings home a showgirl from one of his clubs. He makes me kneel and serve them drinks. A lesson, he calls it, in how to please a man. This was the eighth Thanksgiving, and this time, he brought back a girl poured into a tight leather dress. "She doesn't have any decent jewelry," Salvatore announced. "Give her your heirloom diamond ring. Your grandmother's pearl earrings, too. And take off that silk choker for her." He smirked. "And listen, she's young, doesn't know the rules. You'll have to show her the ropes. Especially how to handle a man in bed." Every member of the Genovese family was watching, waiting for my humiliation. I didn't disappoint. I opened my mouth and asked Salvatore for a divorce. Salvatore let out a sharp, ugly laugh, his eyes full of contempt. "Francesca, you pull this same shit every time," he jeered. "Your act is pathetic. Even more dramatic than your performance in bed." He leaned in. "You really want to divorce me? Fine. I'll give you five million in cash if you actually walk out that door." The living room erupted in laughter. They all said I was playing hard to get, that I didn't know my place. But they didn't know. This was the 88th time I had asked for a divorce, and it was the first time I truly meant it.