When A Guy Kiss Your Hand

"You were going to be my father-in-law." This is messed up. Gripping my chin, he kisses me. "And now, I'm your plaything, someone you call daddy and get pleasure from. No one will know. Stop thinking about others, or should I stop?" he asks. Ruby, finds her fiance cheating on her, he mocks her and tells her he used her to fool his father into giving him his inheritance early. Ruby's friends suggest she makes a s*x list, which she does, and one night, she is forced to go to her ex-fiance's fathers place to get some of her items she had left there. Only, Alaric, her ex-fiances father has no idea they have split up, and is genuinely shocked when he sees the listed that Ruby created, and one moment of madness, turns into a secret affair between them. Book Two: My four brothers raised me from a young age after my parents death. Their friend Grayson had always lived with us, and I hated him. He seemed to get pleasure from telling my brothers things about me. That all changed, though, when I watched an explicit movie with him, and later found him in the shower pleasuring himself while whispering my name. My brothers will kill him, they may even kill me, but we can't stop ourselves. Something about this been forbidden, makes it so much better.

After being pushed down the stairs by my husband's first love, I suffered a difficult labor with our second child and died in a corner of their family's private hospital. Before I died, my six-year-old son cried and begged for his father to save me. The first time, Shawn sneered. "Your mom's gotten smarter, using you to play the victim and trick people." After that, he flung my son's hand away and left heartlessly. The second time, my son told him I was bleeding uncontrollably. Shawn was clearly impatient. "She's being so dramatic, it's just a miscarriage, nothing serious. She's always made mountains out of molehills!" After chasing my son away, he even told the doctors not to care for me. "It's my fault for spoiling her. She'll know what she did wrong once I let her have a hard time for a few days." The last time, my son went to my husband's first love Jasmine, kneeling in front of her and knocking his head on the ground, begging her. Shawn flew into a rage and ordered bodyguards to throw my battered and bruised son out of the hospital room, allowing others to laugh at his misfortune. "If you come bother Jasmine while she's resting again, I'll kick your mom out of our family! She'll never see you again!" My son crawled to my side, leaving behind a long trail of blood. And so, I laid there helplessly as I felt the warmth escape both my son and I. 'Are you happy now, Shawn? You'll never see us again.'

Do I need to cut off someone’s limbs, little flame?” he growled into my ear. I tilted my head instinctively “He’s nothing you need to worry about,” I whispered. “I’m not worried, baby. I’m annoyed.” His growled. But I barely processed his words. “You called me baby,” I said, stunned. “And?” “I didn’t think wolves used such... terms of endearment.” He chuckled darkly. “We use whatever we want, ‘baby.’ Those words aren’t reserved for other species.” He kissed the side of my neck, slow and possessive. My lips parted in shock and hunger. Hunger for him. For more of his words that seemed to touch not just my heart, but the deepest, most vulnerable parts of me. “You’re in an awfully good mood,” I whispered, biting my lip to stop a moan. “I deserve it. I’ve been in a terrible mood since I left you in that hallway three nights ago. I can’t wait to be done with this damn party so I can kiss you properly.” His voice was thick with want. I felt weightless and boneless. Every nerve in my body tuned to him. He was too much. “Are you finally free?” I asked, my voice shaky from how turned on I was. “I’m not, little flame,” he said, biting my ear and licking the same spot after. “But for tonight? You have me all to yourself.” “Sounds exciting,” I breathed. “It is. Are you wet yet?” he whispered, voice like molten sin. “I am. Very.” “Good,” he murmured. “Stay like that all night. It will get worse but you’ll think of me while we mingle. And then, when this party is over, when you can’t take the ache anymore, I’ll let you come.”

Aria thought she had her life figured out… until she caught her boyfriend cheating in the middle of a crowded bar. But instead of breaking down, she does something reckless- something completely unlike her. She walks up to a stranger and kisses him in front of everyone unplanned. What she didn’t expect was for that one impulsive moment to change everything. The kiss goes viral overnight, dragging her into a spotlight she never asked for, and the “stranger” turns out to be Damon—calm, controlled, and far from ordinary. To protect their reputations, they agree to fake a relationship, turning one mistake into something much bigger than either of them planned. But pretending starts to feel real, and the line between what’s fake and what isn’t begins to blur. With her past refusing to stay buried and Damon keeping parts of himself just out of reach, Aria realizes this was never just about a kiss. It was the beginning of something she may not be ready for.

Beverly McCartney wants nothing to do with love but with only the aim of clearing her father's name and finding money in order to save her mother from a severe heart disease. However, when she gets cut off in a one nightstand with a heartless tycoon, Noah Waniworth and realizes she had a life growing inside her, she must find a way to hide the her unborn away from the Waniworth, From the father. Find out the thrilling notion of from hate to love between Beverly McCartney and the heartless Noah Waniworth.

For matured readers only (TAGLISH) "Akala ko sapat na ang salitang I love you para umabot tayo hanggang dulo..." Galing sa sawing pag-ibig si Marion. Kinse palang siya nang unang umibig. Naging masalimuot ang buhay niya sa murang edad dahil sa kapusukan at katigasan ng ulo. Nagresulta para matakot siyang magmahal dahil naging sugatan ang puso niya. Pero makalipas ang ilang taon heto at nagbabalik ang sumugat sa puso niya. Si Shin Dela Vega. "Oo nagkamali ako, nasaktan kita. Hindi rin kita naipaglaban noon, pero gusto kong malaman mo na ikaw pa rin ang mahal ko hanggang ngayon at gusto kong itama ang lahat, all I need is a second chance Marion..." pakiusap ni Shin. Pero may isang humihingi ng pagkakataon na lingunin niya. "Wala akong pakialam sa sasabihin ng iba. Manhid ka ba? Hindi mo ba nakikita na palagi akong nasa tabi mo kahit noon pa. Hindi kita iniiwan at kaya kitang ipaglaban kanino man. Hinihintay ko lang na bigyan mo ako ng pagkakataon na mahalin ka para maramdaman mong karapat-dapat din ako sa puso mo," pag-amin ni Grant Tyler sa kanya. Nalilito ang puso niya. Sino ang dapat niyang piliin? Magbibigay ba siya ng ikalawang pagkakataon para kay Shin, ang taong minahal niya o susubukan niyang muling buksan ang puso para kay Grant Tyler?

Three years ago, Leena Kensington’s husband handed her divorce papers and shattered her world. One night, while pregnant with his child, her car went off the road, and when she woke up, her memory was gone. Now she lives under a new name, raising a daughter she barely remembers giving birth to. Her past is a blur and her future simple, until she meets a man who makes her heart race for reasons she can’t explain. George Hale. The husband who buried her. The man she can’t remember. And the one secret strong enough to destroy them both: the child she lost was never lost at all.

What happens when tragedy strikes? Do you let it define you? Or do you sit still and let it consume you until you lose face? The life of Jasmine Harts began to crumble down before her face when she discovered that her husband, Fabian Harts had impregnated his mistress. This made her feel worse as her marriage was already nothing to write home about. It seemed as though their daughter was not enough for the Harts who wanted an heir. So Jasmine thought of leaving home but Fabian would not let her as he was scared of losing face before the public. But when his mistress puts it on demand that he makes her his wife or risk his reputation getting ruined, Fabian had no choice but to frame his wife Jasmine of infidelity. This way he could get rid of her without losing face. Jasmine was prevented from taking her daughter with her when she was thrown out of the mansion. And little Aria was just four years old. Will Jasmine let things slide after the cruelty of the Harts? Will the little and innocent Aria Jasmine was forced to leave behind at the mercy of her husband’s family remain sweet and innocent? Let’s see what happens!

In a world ravaged by global nuclear fallout, I struggled to survive alongside my fragile, sweet-faced best friend, dodging one radiation storm after another. The route to the Central Safety Zone was blocked—we had no choice but to use two detonators to blast open the tunnel. Otherwise, we would be caught in the storm, our bodies rotting away until we either dissolved into blood sludge or turned into zombies. … In my previous life, I had risked everything to secure those detonators, only for my best friend to hand them over to a complete stranger without hesitation. "They have elderly people and children on their side too," she said earnestly. "One detonator can save many lives. Iris, you can't be selfish." I was so furious my blood pressure nearly exploded, but with no other option, I went straight into a horde of zombies to steal backup detonators. I lost an arm in the process, drenched in blood and barely standing. Yet, she complained that I was covered in gore and had frightened the children. After finally regrouping with the main convoy, I rushed to deliver the formula for anti-radiation medicine to the research institute so that more people could be saved. But she accused me of stealing supplies and trying to flee, which led to my expulsion from the base, and death, my body rotting away under the radiation. When I opened my eyes again, there was still one hour left before the radiation storm hit. I looked down at the two detonators in my hand, then at my pitiful, tear-brimmed best friend—and I smiled. Since she loved being a good person so much, this time, I would let her be one to her heart's content.

"Dad, what are you doing to my girlfriend? You like Pearl? I'll marry Pearl. No problem. Just don't—" Jason, the jock I idolized for almost half my life, tripped over his words. "Derek, wait. Let's have a conversation fir— Dear fucking God, help me," I screamed, as my husband slammed the whole of his big dick home into my near virgin pussy. "Excuse my idiot son, wife. At least he had the sense not to touch you since I made you mine. Fuck, you're tight," Derek said, quick to withdraw and shove his dick back into me. ### Pearl was Jason's girlfriend for three years. He never touched her, fat shamed her mercilessly, but kept her around to pass his exams for him, claiming they were waiting for marriage to fuck. When Pearl walked in on him fucking a hooker, she was devastated, finally coming to terms with the truth: her boyfriend found her curves revolting. He was disgusted by her. Done being used and ready to get laid, Pearl agrees to go on a last minute blind date in her sister’s place. Little does she know that her 'date' isn’t the stranger she was supposed to meet. He’s Derek Nelson, Jason’s billionaire father and her husband from a drunken one night stand. Derek breaks the news to Pearl, then angry fucks her in front of Jason, demanding she be his whore wife for one year. In student debt up to her eye balls, with her family's debt to think of too, can Pearl really turn her billionaire husband away? As Jason grovels for forgiveness on his knees while Derek fucks Pearl, the young wife must choose: the boy who used and betrayed her or the ruthless, former champion wrester who’s obsessed with ruining her.