Wayne Bailey Scream 6

夫の愛する人が結婚するらしい。 彼女に後悔させるため、夫は将軍邸と私を置いて、自ら辺境の守備についたんだ。 99通も手紙を書いたのに、一通も返事が来なかった。 3年目にはもう手紙を書くのはやめて、豪華な椅子に座って宮廷から送られてきたツバメの巣を飲んでたんだ。 そしたら、夫が突然帰ってきた。 妊娠6ヶ月の私の腹を見て、夫は歯ぎしりしながら言った。「結婚して3年、お前は一度も辺境に見舞いに来なかったくせに、誰の子を身ごもっているんだ？」 私は気にせず言った。「あなたが私に優しくしないなら、誰かが優しくしてあげなきゃね？」

CAMILA BLYTHE ASHFORD: 25 years old. The ex-wife of Sylvester. The female main protagonist. Camila is tall and has a pair of sexy legs that can lure any man’s eyes. Pointed nose, deep blue eyes, and pouty red kissable lips that give justice to her perfectly shaped face. Her thick eyelashes and deep blue eyes are her assets. She chose to divorced her husband because it was the best thing to do back then. She left the country without telling her husband Sylvester that they will be having a baby. SYLVESTER RAIN WEST: 6’6’’ tall, trim build, jet black hair, strong jaw. Romanesque nose, very manly, dark, sexy, and muscular. His eyes are as black as the raven adorned with a pair of long eyelashes and thick eyebrows. 26 years old. Male protagonist. His a famous engineer in the country. After Camila left, his world go upside down. Soon, he found out that all of his beliefs were all lies. Will their paths cross? Will Sylvester find out that he has a daughter?

私を流産させるため、6歳の息子、綾辻由宇（あやつじゆう）はわざとアレルギーのあるアーモンドケーキを私に食べさせた。 病室のベッドサイドで、彼は私の夫、綾辻聡史（あやつじさとし）の後ろに隠れ、ふてくされた顔で決して過ちを認めようとしない。 「おばあちゃんがね、ママが妹を産んだらパパと離婚しないって言ってたんだ。だから、もうママにはなってほしくない！僕は瑞帆お姉さんの方が好きなんだもん！」 聡史は冷淡な口調で言った。 「子供はまた作れる。それに瑞帆のことだが......確かに、由宇の教育には瑞帆の方がお前より向いているだろう」 私は完全に心が折れた。翌日退院し、家中の私物をすべて運び出した。 残したのは、一枚の離婚届と、由宇との絶縁状だけだった。

"Good boys don't wear briefs," the man murmured in a low, seductive tone, causing Ivan's blood to heat up. An involuntary soft moan escaped Ivan's lips as he fought to catch his breath. Upon returning home from the office, he had purposely discarded his briefs, knowing the effect it had on his mysterious lover. The man always preferred him naked, and Ivan complied willingly. Whispering softly, Ivan repeated the words of his dream invader: "Good boys do not wear briefs." His voice was barely audible. The man pulled Ivan's buttocks firmly against his hips, causing a surge of sensations to rush through Ivan's body. "Good boys must be spanked," the man declared, inhaling Ivan's sweet scent, before planting his lips on the exposed soft skin. Ivan trembled and closed his eyes as the man playfully bit and kissed his neck, his hands teasingly exploring his torso, eventually reaching his sensitive, hardened nipples. After weeks of longing and erotic torture, there was one thing Ivan yearned for: Why couldn't his dream progress to the moment when the man actually penetrated him? The point where he claimed Ivan as his own. For at least, Ivan believed that he would truly comprehend what it felt like to be intertwined with him even in his dreams. To have himself be intimately connected with him. However, Ivan was aware that enduring the torture from this man, in his dreams, was the price he must pay for what he did ten years ago. Everything he feared, everything he regretted was coming back to slap him in the face tonight. By 6 p.m. he would be coming face to face with his dream invader at the college ten years reunion party, Shawn Maddox, in flesh.

Adrian Kendall was accused of killing her best friend when she was just 6 years old. Her father then sent her far away from her family for 11 years. Now, she's back to clear her name of the death and live her life like a normal teenager. Secrets gets to be revealed in this Mind blowing story. Sit back and enjoy the ride.

"Ava, now!" Virin's voice sliced through the suffocating darkness, sharp and urgent. My body moved before my mind could catch up, legs burning as I sprinted toward the van where Kyra and Priti waited, their faces pale with terror. "Run! Faster, Ava!" Priti's frantic scream tore through the night, her fists slamming the steering wheel as if sheer willpower could propel me forward. My lungs screamed for air, my legs trembled with exhaustion, but I couldn't stop-not when freedom was just ten steps away. Ten. Nine. Eight- "Ava!" His voice cut through the chaos, low and venomous, freezing me mid-stride. It wasn't a command. It was a threat-a promise of destruction. "If you don't stop right now, I'll kill everyone who dares to stand between us!" The weight of his words coiled around me like chains, choking the air from my lungs. I knew he didn't bluff. I knew what he was capable of. "Not now, Ava! Run!" Virin's desperate voice shattered my paralysis as his grip yanked me forward, dragging me the final agonizing steps to the van. We tumbled inside, slamming the doors shut. For a fleeting moment, I dared to look back. There he stood, his figure looming in the distance, chest heaving with fury. His dark eyes burned with a rage that made my stomach twist. Slowly, he raised a finger, pointing at me. "You are mine," he growled, stabbing the same finger into his chest. Over my dead body. ***** Ava's life once seemed perfect-best friends, a family she adored, and a love that felt like destiny. But perfection shatters. Caught between two men-one who sparks a fire she can't extinguish, and another who offers solace laced with shadows- Ava is thrust into a web of secrets, lies, and dangerous temptations.

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

“Right there, daddy, right there. Please don’t stop. Harder harder faster baby oh yeah right there.” “Beg baby beg daddy to allow you to come.” “Please please let me cum I can’t hold it any longer. I'm all tingly. Please daddy.” Tell me who you belong to, baby. It's you Sebastian, I'm yours. I want you to show me that you belong to me and only me. Good girl, now you can cum baby cum on my dick. I'm going to let you cum as many times as you want. I to feel your sweet juices on my dick baby. I'm going to give you all the pleasure you want. I'm going to make you cum so hard. I'm going to make you feel so good. I'm going to make you scream my name and beg for more. I'm going to make you addicted to me baby. Where you can’t stop thinking and needing me.

Noami grew up with an abusive mother, and so when she turned 18, she decided to hunt her ex-stepfather down as he was the only one who ever truly cared about her. She absolutely adores him, and he adores her right back. Can their love survive, albeit changed a drunken reunion, bullies from the past, and unwanted suitors? Or will everything they face tear them apart when they just found each other again? Or will his money play a part in his demise? I tilted my head back as I fell against his chest and he immediately lowered his head to press his lips against mine. Oh, God! Not again. This was bad. I needed to pull away. Why wasn’t I pulling away? Why was I opening my mouth so he could deepen the kiss? And why were my hands going under his shirt to stroke along his muscles? Fuck! I closed my eyes as I leaned against him, enjoying the kiss more than I should. When he finally pulled away, I looked up at him mesmerized by our kiss for the second time. He grinned down at me as his eyes danced merrily. “So, were you serious about what you said?” he asked huskily, confusing me. “What did I say?” I replied. His hands moved down my body until his hands were gripping my ass. “You said you were going to let me have you.” When my mouth dropped open in shock, he groaned. “Or we can start with that if you prefer.” I snapped my mouth shut when what he meant registered in my head. “Oh, God!” He chuckled as he pulled me up his body a little so that I could feel his erection. “Say yes and I’ll make you scream that.” “I-I…yes."

Lady Vania, yang masih berusia 22 tahun, harus merelakan mimpinya untuk menjadi peneliti di Akademi Kiloa setelah saudara laki-laki dan kakak iparnya meninggal dalam kecelakaan kereta. Sebagai satu-satunya anggota keluarga tersisa, Vania mendadak harus menjadi wali bagi dua keponakannya yang masih berusia 6 dan 4 tahun. Tak hanya itu, dia juga terpaksa menerima gelar Duchess di Daerah Ansel sesuai surat wasiat sang kakak. Vania tentu awalnya menolak. Dia terlahir tanpa mana--sebuah energi--yang harus dimiliki oleh orang-orang Kerajaan Merden yang menjunjung tinggi dunia sihir. Namun, demi keponakannya, Vania rela melepaskan hidup tenangnya. Ketika satu per satu masalah teratasi, Vania mendapati masalah baru! Dua ponakannya tiba-tiba mencarikan jodoh untuk Vania agar dia dapat mempertahankan Duchess. Bagaimana kisah Vania dan dua keponakannya? Lalu, apakah ketiganya dapat hidup tenang dan bahagia sesuai surat wasiat sang duke?