Woman You Are Wanted Novel Novels & Stories

I am a woman who needs to know what kind of man she married. -The only woman Nathan wants in his life is you," he said, getting into the driver's seat. -We all know that... She couldn't even finish the sentence, so Liam and Nicole looked at her with boredom. As much as Nathan wanted to give the omega some space to think things through, Booke was closed off in her world. She did not want to listen to any more explanations from the older man, she only wanted to know the answers to all her questions and would do everything in her power to find out what she wanted.

I always got what I wanted. But chasing a woman? That was new. Some women liked a little chase before giving in. By the end of the night, I usually had them figured out—what they wanted. Prestige, praise, a connection, attention. But Lena? She was a puzzle I couldn’t crack. What do you want, Lena Venedetta? The more she resisted, the more I burned to have her. By ten that night, I gave in. I was acting like a love-struck idiot.

She’s a woman who deserved to be loved tenderly. And I promised to do everything to keep her away from Sean. She doesn't need to be with a person like him. “Sena will you trust me?” She just looked at me and smiled. Without any words, she let go of my hand. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

Anna They say desire is dangerous. I say it’s the most powerful weapon a woman can wield. I’m Anna. Twenty-two. Young, determined, and hungry , not for love, but for power, pleasure… and control. When I first walked into that house, I was stunned. Marble floors, glass walls, imported art from cities I only knew through I*******m. Wealth like that changes people. And I wanted to be changed.

Nothing could be allowed to stop that. Not my mother. Not Tasha. No one. I would be, for three more years, the perfect contract wife. The dinners. The cameras. The board meetings. I would grow larger slowly, the way women do, and I would make the math work by giving Fabiola no reason to question it and Alvin no reason to look. A wife living in her husband's penthouse for three years. A marriage that appeared, to all the right eyes, to be the real thing.

Allana is like ¼ of who I am, she is a fragment of my imagination, and there is not a time that I wished I was her, to be loved by someone like Augustine Kings. As I close the first book of the Love, Lust Lies series, I am hoping that you will join me as I continue to write the remaining books of the stories I had been meaning for everyone to give a chance. April 28, 2021 19:55:22 I declare A Woman’s Worth completed with dignity and pride. Thank you. For more books to be completed! Love, Lust, Lies Series A Woman’s Worth Completed (Exclusive in GoodNovel) Augustine Kings and Allana Dellaney BxG

“Anyta Rushmore. His wife. Well… ex-wife.” The woman’s eyebrows shot up, and Everett’s hand twitched as if he wanted to pull away from her but didn’t. “Ah,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. “The infamous Anyta. I’ve heard so much.” “I’m sure you have.” My tone was sharp enough to slice glass. Everett shifted uncomfortably, his composure cracking once more. For a man who always controlled the narrative, he suddenly had no control at all. The woman leaned closer to him, whispering something that made him stiffen. Then she excused herself, leaving us once again face to face.

But I didn’t want to stop him. I didn’t want to be saved from this. I wanted him. I wanted what he was offering, even if every part of me screamed it was wrong. Even if it burned me later and left me with nothing but regret. I still wanted it. I wanted him to show me everything I had been missing, to touch me in ways his father never cared to, to remind me what it felt like to be alive, to be wanted, to be a woman again instead of a shadow in my own marriage.

Not unloved, not unseen, not untouched. And yet, she wonders — if she chooses one, will the others burn? If she chooses none, will they ever truly let her go? Her story isn’t about magic. It isn’t about destiny. It’s about the danger of being wanted too much, and the sweetness of being wanted anyway. It’s about women who never learned how to let go. It’s about her — reborn soft, sweet, and touched, stepping into a world where every kiss feels like both a gift and a trap.