Wings Of Fire Lemon

A nordic sentiment that catches fire briskly! "You and I are comparative, don't you be aware? In the midst of the foxes, we are two wolves who are draining from a physical issue. The frozen capital of Norway, Oslo. Silye, an asian who have been segregated and tormented as a result of her race, chooses to get away from this frozen damnation by leaping off the school constructing however is saved by being gotten by the 'Sovereign' of the school. This was certifiably not an uplifting news. This was a bad dream all alone.

Working hard at night in the bar, Sabrina saved her Virginity for the man of her dreams, The one she was betrothed to from her childhood but then that deliciously handsome man came to the bar and asked for a private dance from her, that changed her whole life. He showed her the world where touch could ignite the fire in her veins only to let her know that he belonged to someone else. But when bodies crave bodies, no boundaries can hold back the blinding lust.

"How dare you touch me!" Radella was angry but enjoyed it. She didn't expect that a chef, her subordinate... who she had insulted would dare to have sex with her. Even the chef is not afraid of her, even though he really needs a job at the hotel she leads. "Compare me with your husband's, whether me or your husband is more delicious fucking this. Please fire me after this!" An accidental romance results in a scandal. Is it safe for both of them?

(Book 1 of Exodus Series) Azalia Davis works as an undercover agent. She's a high ranking agent and everyone feared her, even their agency. Rumors have it, she was traumatised by her past that she cannot control her hunger over blood and violence. Her missions were always easy not until she was assigned in a VIP mission that involved protecting a very annoying man who goes by the name Zakael Dela Priego. Will he be able to tame the fire raging inside her, or will he choose to get burned instead?

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and just barely recognizing yourself in the reflection? Well that is me, I have loved and lost. Survived and thrived, screamed and cried into my pillow tears nobody else got to see. But I never gave up hope, never lied down and never let them see me cry. Until him, he could see past the facade and see the real me. He wanted to love me, concole me and protect me. But I have lost hope in humanity, men, true love because life just arent a fairytale right? Its hard work and nothing comes easy even if you would like to believe it does it just doesnt. He is my mothers new husbands son and 10 years older than me. His blue eyes keep staring at me, it should warm me to the core right. Make me feel something anything. But it doesn't he makes women run after him and beg on their knees. But me, I have been down this road before. The charming smile, arrogant cocky attitude. It always ends the same, me covered in bruises crying on the bathroom floor. Thinking its all my fault, all me. But he just wouldn't let go. He wouldn't give up. And the more I turn him down the more it turns him on. I am only that strong before I give in,and even though I know how this is about to end. If he keeps staring at me with desire in his eyes as if I am the reason he is breathing. I know I am about to take the leap this can go down to damn ways. But the question is do I or dont I. Because fear can be your anchor or it can be your wings

Run, Run, RUN. Don’t stop. The night was falling and like the creatures of the day, I needed to hide. My heart is thundering in my chest, echoing the sounds of the war that rage from the fields of my once loved home. That was before the coven came. Surprising us and taking my home and pack. The attack happened so quickly that no one was ready. We had no warning and after hours of waiting I was found. I had to run. Don't stop running. “CRACK” the current of magic shoots by and hits the tree to my left, my bare feet crunching the earth hard and fast. My small heart fluttering faster than a hummingbird's wings, my once sparkling beautiful dress is no more. It’s tattered, dirty, and torn. The edges burnt to a crisp and coated in blood from bodies of the battlefield that I raced away from. “Come here little wolfie,” a harsh raspy voice calls out cutting through the trees I hide quickly behind a tree to take cover to breathe, “I just want a little chat!” He calls singsong like, taunting me. He wants to find me to kill me. Ducking further behind my tree I hold my breath, my young body shaking with so much force my bones ache. Holding my breath and closing my eyes hoping for safety that surely won’t come. At only 11 years of age, I can’t fight this grown warlock... he will surely kill me like he did my parents... “Wolfie princess, where are you?” He mimics the rhythm of a child’s tune, as if I’d listen. Closing my eyes tighter I don’t want to die. I’m too young. My mind is racing, and my hearts bound t....

**When ambition blinds you to what truly matters, but one woman helps you see the light...** Victor Difabio once believed that winning the **Best Actor Award** would fill the emptiness in his life. He sacrificed everything—his time, his body, and his very soul—only to find that success comes at a devastating cost. The moment he finally achieves his dream, tragedy strikes when his beloved, **Phinea Lawson**, takes her own life, leaving Victor with nothing but a trophy and a heart full of regret. --- *"I need to make things right,"* Victor vows, awakening to find himself back in time, just before his wedding day. *"This time, I will prioritize your happiness, Phinea."* As he sets out to spoil her and repay the debts of his past, Victor embarks on a new project that intertwines their fates: an adaptation of Phinea’s favorite novel, **"Suddenly, I Know Nothing."** He works tirelessly to ensure its success, unaware of the profound connection between the story and their lives. --- *"You think you can change the future?"* Phinea asks, her eyes filled with hope and skepticism. *"What if the past is already written?"* Victor's heart races as he faces the challenges of fame, jealousy, and the haunting shadows of their past. With adversaries lurking in the wings, including Phinea's twin sister, **Peregrine**, he must navigate a treacherous path to protect the woman he loves. --- *"You don’t understand, Victor,"* Phinea says, tears glistening in her eyes. *"I’m not worthy of your love. I’m not even a true Lawson."* Victor steps closer, his voice firm. *"You are everything to me, Phinea. Your worth isn’t defined by your name. You are the woman who saved me from myself."* --- **What happens when a man driven by ambition learns that true happiness lies in love and connection?**

Maybelll Smith, an unfortunate girl thrown into a world of danger and romance, finds everything she is looking for, and needs, when she bumps into the notorious, red head, danger leading boy. Asher Wild, the leader of the Fire Dragons, thinks he has everything he needs with his family and his friends. But, what happened when he bumps into the girl that makes him change his perspective. Things get complicated when these two meet and sparks fly, but life always gets in the way. What happens when god throws a stone at the path they are suppose to take, will they find the love? Or will they burn forever in their mistakes?

After her family's company went bankrupt, Lorelie Gonzales was forced to marry a man rumored to be an old, ugly man. Lorelie didn't let herself get controlled by the people around her and run away. Alam niyang wala na siyang pakatutunguhang iba dahil alam niya kung gaano kasakim ang ina niya kaya nagpunta siya sa bar. There, she made the dance floor on fire as she started grinding her hips. Little did she know, fate has something to give her that ended her to have one night with a hot stranger.

I was born in a happy family with a loving parents and a caring brother until everything fall down into ruins caused by a mere misunderstanding and lies. My ignorance and foolishness puts oil into the fire as I feign to be the victim and keep my heart sealed off any truth. I point my blade to my loved one and keep my eyes shut towards what has happen. As time pass my heart turn frozen, regret filled in as it was him, laying on my hand soaked in his own blood, turning limp and blue. I cried but will my tears cover up for my retributions?