Who's Your Daddy Chapter 1

Amalia Brown is a 17year old girl living in Camel City with her family. She lost her mum at the age of 8 and since then, her life has never been the same. she lived in a harsh and unbearable condition but didn't complain so long as she was spending time with her dad, But when her dad passed away, she had no reason to stay back cause her stepmother, Lizzy will only torture her to her death. she prefers to die in the excess cold than to die in the hands of the people she calls her family. She ran away from home, willing to fend for herself...What wi happens when she comes across a middle-aged lady who takes her in and treats her with love and tenderness? will her past stop her from accepting this unconditional love that is given to her or not? Jace Bartley is a 24-year-old business tycoon. he lost his parents at the age of 15 in a car accident and was left to take care of his little sister, Sophie, and manage his dad's company. He never believed in love. what will happen when he comes across a young girl crying alone in a field as he found himself drawn to her? will his unknown girl be able to sway his belief or not? Ethan is a 24-year-old electrical engineer...he found himself falling for Amalia at first sight but couldn't summon the courage to tell her...what will happen when Ethan finds out that Amalia is in love with someone and not him? will he be able to accept it or not? Amalia finds herself in a dilemma of choosing between Ethan and the mysterious man...Will she choose Ethan or the mysterious guy she experienced her first kiss with?

ในเซ็ตคุณแด๊ดดี้จะเป็นนิยายเรื่องสั้น ทั้งหมด 5 เรื่อง นะคะ ได้แก่ 1. เรื่อง พ่อเลี้ยงหนูดุจังค่ะ 2. พ่อเลี้ยง 100 แรงม้า 3. Out Door...กับพ่อเพื่อน 4. พ่อเลี้ยง 60 5. ยอมเป็นเมียพ่อหม้าย แต่ละเรื่องเผ็ดถึงใจแน่นอนค่ะ ใครที่ชอบแนวนี้ห้ามพลาดนะคะ

Bloodfeud, a group consisting perilous members. Brotherhood means a 'boy' member only is allowed. But then, there's Avior Leuxia, a baddest girl and a rule-breaker who only had the guts to invade it. And it was the instrument... for the bloody feud.

"I can't marry Nathan, kailangan kong makalayo dito ngayon kasama si Milo. I should not marry him because his brother is Grey!" nanginginig na ani ni Samantha na ikinakunot-noo ng kaniyang bestfriend na si Shaina. "What do you mean? Sam, ilang oras nalang ikakasal ka na kay Nathan tapos bigla kang uurong because of Grey?! Can you explain to me why kasi naguguluhan ako, parang okay pa naman ikaw being with Grey sa family dinner last night ah." "Sh-Shaina, this marriage is a mistake. Hindi puwedeng malaman ni Nathan, lalo na ni Grey na anak niya si Milo." lumuluhang pag-amin ni Samantha na ikinalaki ng mga mata ni Shaina sa gulat. "Ano?! Yo-you mean, si Grey ang naka one night stand mo seven years ago?! Siya ang ama ni Milo?!" Paano matatakasan ni Samantha ang katotohanang pilit man niyang ilihim, ay panahon na ang gumagawa ng paraan upang malaman ito. Matupad pa kaya ni Samantha ang pangako niya sa kaniyang anak na mabigyan ito ng masayang pamilya, gayong naalala na ni Samantha na ang gabing naibigay niya ang sarili niya kay Grey ay kapatid pala ng lalaking dapat na pakakasalan niya. How can Samantha explain to her son, that the uncle he was fond off, is actually his father? And what will Samanta will do, once Grey remembered her and start to claim her son and also asking of claimng her? Will everything will be alright between her, Nathan and Grey? Will Milo, a seven year old smart boy, accept the fact that his handsome uncle is actually his real father? "My Uncle is my daddy?"

" Loving this man means your life would never be the same" When A strange Man emerges from the shadows, a man feared by all. A man who's heart was much more stronger than a diamond... Unbreakable. He should have just left her to die. He knew if he saved her...He would be her again in the process. His wasn't for her. It wasn't for a naive little goldy-venom like her. She was too innocent for him to handle. And In mere days...She had managed to do something to him that had never been done. She had done some unfathomable to him... And she was willing to go down that of his, with him holding her hand in his.

My boyfriend, Christopher Linden, was short of 20 thousand dollars for his medical treatment. To get the money as soon as possible, I participated in a rich man's game onboard a lavish cruise. I didn't bat an eye as I jumped into the ocean to search for a bracelet one of their female companions had dropped in the water. As I choked on the ocean water, I heard the man in the lead mock me, saying, "I've seen plenty of the dirty things people are willing to do for money, but you take the cake. You're even willing to give up your life for it." Someone teased, "Your girlfriend doesn't like money and is willing to forgo everything to care for you. Do you love her?" He snorted. "She's just a peasant from the countryside; I'm only fooling around with her. You have no idea how coarse her hands are—they disgust me whenever she touches me. How could I possibly fall for her?" I turned ashen at his words. He was Christopher, who was supposed to be wheelchair-bound. He was also supposed to be too broke for surgery. The peasant from the countryside he was talking about was me.

-Who are you?" Finally, he stopped the silence. His words were strong, angry, and loud. "-What?" I felt so confused still couldn’t let my eyes from his new look. And his actions of killing without any emotions made my voice trembling. "-I...TOLD...YOU...WHO... THE FUCK... ARE... YOU...?" With stiff teeth he seemed to lose his patience, slowly and frighteningly, he asked, no, ordered to me, without lifting his eyes from me, with every word he took a step closer to me until I could smell the sweat, dirt smell of his ammunition from him. His hard chest-like rock was so close that it barely touched my body. I was shivering he was so scary and I still wanted him badly. "-Are you joking with me? How to understand, who am I?" I whispered... I stopped our deep gaze, even though it wasn't easy. -"What's happening here? Where are we? Why are you...." I couldn't finish one of my hundreds of questions when my husband turned his eyes away from me to his men. -"Take that strange ‘pause from his lips, his eyes traveled from the top of my head to my legs" bitch, to the cell, that little mouth soon will be open for me. And she will talk as well too."

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing yet another twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. --------- "You think I'm a softie?" My voice is deceptively gentle when the rest of me is so hard. "Do you know why I pulled over?" "Why?" she says, seeming to hold her breath. "I pulled over because I know tight pussy when I see it." I frame her jaw with my right hand, tilting her blushing face up toward mine. "I'd like to fuck you on all fours, right here in the middle of the road, little girl. Rough as you can stand. Still think I'm a softie?" "No," she gasps, the green of her eyes deepening to a forest shade. "I don't." "Good."

Ayana Torrez just tossed her graduation cap and hit the road — alone, unbothered, and ready for anything. With cash flowing from her vlogging success and a thirst for freedom, she’s chasing thrill over routine, passion over predictability. But her solo adventure takes a steamy turn when she crosses paths with dangerously charming men who tempt her to explore more than just new places. Every mile brings her deeper into pleasure, but behind the flirty detours and wild nights… could love be waiting at the end of the road?

I always think that all of his actions meant nothing but a friendly gesture. I always warn myself not to think too much about the way he treated me. I always think that I'm not that much of a significant girl to him. I used to think that it's okay to not think much because I don't want my expectation to be high because I'm sure the fall will hurt like a wench. I just don't really want to overthink about those things. But wasn't I already overthinking for the fact that I think to not overthink?