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This is a slow burn possessive love story with explicit Romance and Innocence. When a Rich billionaire Lycan King falls for his human mate but unable to express his feelings for her because she is unaware of supernatural creatures and their world. He is waiting for his mate form decade's and is unable to control his urges around her. His lycan is pressurising him to make her his and to mate with her.He gets possessive even when she talks to her classmates. But he has to take it slow with her. let's see how long he will be able to control himself around her and how she will respond to him. will she get attracted to him. will their lovestory flourish . How possessive the lycan King gets. Will he make her fall for him and how will she seduce him to the extent of losing control with her Innocence. This is my first time writing a story. I am hoping for the love and support of my audience. I am sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes please ignore them and enjoy the story.

Anna is a pretty girl with dreams as wild as fire and eyes that can pierce into the soul of the most rigid person. She comes into The Archer Group as an intern interested in Investment Analysis, but is forced to be in the taxation department. She knows nothing about herself, as all her life has been spent trying to get to work in the greatest Venture Capitalist Company in New York. But the CEO of the Archer Group dies and hands the company over to his son, who is the last person who can make a company work. An artist with a specific sexual preference, private, reluctant, borderline rude, too brilliant for his own good, Carson Archer never plays by the rules. Anna only wants a chance to prove that she is better than writing reports. But Investment Analysis might just be the last thing on her mind when his gaze lands on her. At the Archer Group, falling for the boss isn't just career suicide. It’s heartbreak too. Because Carson Archer doesn’t do love.

One night, as I was making my way to the bathroom around 3 a.m., I saw my dormmate, Yvonne, squatting in front of our door. She was rearranging all our shoes so that their tips were pointed inward. I thought it was funny, so I rearranged them to have their tips pointed outward. The next day, I found that all of them had been positioned inward again. This kept happening for a week, and I continued to scramble things up, hiding the shoes, even, or tying the shoelaces together. But they always ended up being repositioned neatly inward. I started observing my dormmate and found her mumbling to the shoes while squatting at the door. I ranted about it online, only to have my first reply send chills down my spine. [Do you also get the weird feeling that something paranormal is happening around you? You have to move out before it’s too late!]

What can you do about money and fame? Hattie Scott is a stunning supermodel, and as a result, she enjoys a great deal of notoriety all over the world. In spite of the gossip that she is having an affair with the handsome billionaire named Inigo Dusk Thompson, everyone praised her name. The controversy surrounding Hattie Scott and the billionaire to whom she was linked helped propel her to the position of most popular trending model after it was widely reported on throughout the internet. She worked herself up into a rage, but at the same time, she did not feel any remorse for the actions she had taken earlier that evening. Inigo Dusk Thompson is a young successful businessman. After the postponement of his wedding, which was caused by issues that were widely discussed online, he became unfeeling and indifferent toward everyone else. What will take place in the event that Hattie and Inigo's paths converge once more? Will Inigo be able to exact his revenge on Hattie, or will she be able to escape it?

"Host me for a night" is a heartwarming and emotional novel that follows the journey of a woman named Samantha who is struggling to pick up the pieces of her life after her marriage falls apart. In her desperation to find a new home, Samantha turns to the kindness of strangers through an online platform that connects people willing to host others for a night. As she navigates through the various homes she stays in, Samantha learns valuable lessons about trust, forgiveness, and the resilience of the human spirit. Along the way, she forms deep connections with the people she meets, from a kind elderly couple to a single father struggling to balance work and parenthood. Through the ups and downs of her journey, Samantha begins to rediscover herself and her passions, and finds the strength to move forward and create a new life for herself and her children. "Host me for a night" is a story about the power of human connection, the importance of community, and the beauty that can be found in unexpected places.

I went to exactly one party in my new, wealthy neighborhood. Then my neighbor Brenda sued me. In court, she held her bruised and battered daughter, Tiffany. She accused my son of rape. Mid-hearing, Tiffany tugged her collar down. Red marks circled her neck. "He tried to rip my pants off," she sobbed. "He tried to force himself on me. I fought back. So he beat me. He ruined my face!" Outside the courthouse, protesters held up signs, calling my son a piece of trash, a spoiled rich kid. Online, a photoshopped memorial of me went viral. The caption read: The unfit mother should die with her son. My company’s stock plummeted. But I just sat there. Stone-faced. I asked for my son, Cooper, to be brought in. The courtroom doors opened. Cooper walked in. Everyone froze.

A Werewolf's Vow: Mated by the Letter To my dearest stranger, My day has been so tough to the point that I almost wanted to end my life. Wanted to slash my throat with a knife, drink and eat something with poison, or even planned to drown myself. Why was the world so mean to me? Why is my life this miserable? And why can they just leave me alone? I can't take it anymore. I only wanted to live a normal life, away from humiliation, deprivation, and bad luck. So, I'm writing this letter, thinking you might hear me out. Funny, but this is the only way I could express my thoughts. And for the record, this has been my eighth and final letter to send off. And whoever you are, it was nice meeting you. Hopefully, when you get the chance to read this letter, you'd send me something in response. For us to know each other better. I'll be waiting. Love, Joshua Craig.

Imagine having two men on your neck, both claiming to want you. Well... Welcome to Reene story then. Reene Clove was a totally normal twenty four year old until her life changed after an encounter with the two world's hottest guys. Yup. And the best (or worse as she'd put it) part was, they weren't just any men... One is an Alpha. The other a Mafia. Both the two most powerful men in the world. Yet she doesn't like either!!! None. In fact, she'd rather prefer to be away from the two hot, perfectly sculptured to perfection, almost irresistible dudes. Well, at least that was what she thought. Not until love invited itself to the story... WARNING!!! This book has some mention of illegal things and killings, so you should please watch out for those (but don't worry, I'll give a warning before writing those chapters). Dive into Reene's story and I hope you enjoy...

Right before graduation, my roommate waved around a job offer from some overseas company. It had a three-day workweek, with a starting salary of $50,000 a month. It sounded too good to be true, so I warned her it might be a scam. When she struck out on other job leads, I asked my dad to get her a position at his company. She scoffed at the eight-hour days and $6,000 monthly salary, calling it slave labor. Then she went live online, falsely accusing my dad of inappropriate advances and pressuring her to bear him a son. When skeptics questioned her, she swore no woman would lie about her honor. The internet erupted, branding my dad a predator. Our company collapsed under the backlash, leaving us drowning in debt. To spare me, my dad jumped from a rooftop to his death. Devastated, I wandered into traffic and was struck by a truck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Amber got that shady offer.

My best friend called me sobbing at two in the morning, saying she owed three hundred thousand dollars in online loans and was begging me to save her life. I told her I'd help cover half. She grabbed my phone and transferred all three hundred thousand. "It's just money—why are you being so stingy? You make six figures. Helping me out shouldn't be a big deal." I swallowed it. A month later, she posted Maldives vacation photos on Instagram. When I asked when she planned to pay me back, she replied—right there in the comments, where every mutual friend could see— "God, stop nagging. Maybe spend that energy making more money instead, you cheapskate. So annoying." I screenshotted everything. Then I opened the civil complaint I'd already drafted. This kind of best friend? We could catch up in court.