Yes Mr Knight

Savannah Tresscot is loud, sarcastic and not afraid to voice what she thinks about anyone. Not to mention that she can beat any sailor at a cussing competition. Plain on the outside but some serious secrets to hide, she’s totally not PA material. Yet, she gets miraculously hired by Synclair Group of Companies by a stroke of luck. Nathan Synclair is cold, collected and a hardcore businessman. Hot as on the outside but a complete mess in terms of organizing his life, he is the top industrialist in the country...in desperate need of a PA. His only option is the one who does not throw herself at him during the interview. And what better than a person he already knows, the creepy-nerd-turned-hot-graduate from his high school that he hadn't seen in years. So what happens when two completely opposite personalities meet and face their match? Will they be as aloof as they were back in school or will love give them a second chance? And can Savannah trust him with her deepest, darkest secrets, even though they might cost her everything she has worked so hard to achieve?

"You. Your breath. Your body. Your soul. Your everything belongs to me. I can do the hell I want to do with it. Try to use this hand of yours to push me again I swear I will do worst than just breaking it... " Valerie Have no idea of her last name. She was born in an orphanage. Grown up there but with only one thought... Being a slave of her master... She was born for him. She was grown up with keeping his name in her mind as her master. The person who owns her. Her days went by hearing his name continuously. Her nights went sleepless as her dreams also caught by his presence... There wasn't even a single day when she didn't hear herself called as his slave. . . She knew she was his but again why her heart doesn't want to accept him. Why she still want to be rebel when she knew she's helpess... Him. Her master. Her owner. Her saviour. Her destroyer. The one who not only owns her body but also her soul... She's his to play. His to Destroy. His to do as he wished... Him. Xavier Valetino... WARNING... Let me tell you guys this story is completely different from my other stories. This story is not only dark. But contains extreme violence. and abuse.. There is nothing like romance in this. It's all about submissive and dominant with an interesting plot... Trust me if your below 18 then this story is not for you. Don't blame me if you got traumatized... I warned you... Risk is on you...

Esmeralda and James: Two opposites that in a normal world, shouldn't meet. James is a rich and famous architect who needs to get married in order to access his father's inheritance. Esmeralda lost her parents when she was very young and has had to fend for herself ever since. Their lives are separated by a whole world, until the day James runs over the girl. That incident was all his mother needed to cut him out of his father's will and that's something he can't risk. To avoid further problems, James and Esmeralda create a contract that benefits both parties. Can the two of them follow through to the end of this contract? Or does life have new surprises for them?

Walter planned sixty-six proposal trips just to win me over. On the sixty-seventh, I finally said yes. The day after our wedding, I gave him sixty-six "forgiveness cards." We made a deal: every time he upset me, he could use one to earn my forgiveness. Over six years of marriage, every time he made me angry because of his childhood friend Janet, Walter would hand me a card. By the time he used the sixty-fourth, he began to sense something was off. I no longer reminded him to keep his distance. I no longer needed him the way I used to. However, the last time he left me behind for Janet, I reached out, stopped him, and asked: "If you go to her again… can I still forgive you with one of these cards?" He paused mid-step and looked at me, half helpless, half amused. "If you want to use one, use it. You've got plenty left, don't you?" I gave a small nod and watched him walk away. He still thought those forgiveness cards would never run out. What he did not know was— There was only one left.

Regan It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons. I thought he would forgive me for what I did to the only person who was everything to him. It wasn't intentional, yet he didn't miss a chance to hurt me where it hurt the most. I knew that I was the only one to blame here. I believed it was all my fault. Then I left something that I wished I didn't have. . Lincoln The emotions and forceful resistance I had built around my heart before, now I see them breaking into several pieces. That's what I thought until it wasn't after that reality was drawn to my mind. But still, that hole in the heart one can't fix after losing the only family one ever had. I wanted to change it, to move on with my life. Those games I have played to push away people who cared for me now tire me shitless. I even felt awful about hurting that girl more when she was never at fault. I wasn't even in my right mind to see the effort she put into healing me until. . .it was too late. She left, disappeared like she never existed in my life. Her action turned me into something that no one had seen coming. Years later, I ran into her again, who saved me from becoming my worst enemy. What happened to my sister wasn't her fault, and I no longer want to punish us both for it. I am letting go of all those grudges. And I won't let anything stop me from getting what I want.

Jaselin abgard wanita modern yang kembali bereinkarnasi untuk ketiga kalinya menjadi seorang putri bangsawan yang bernama Nasya seperti saat kehidupan pertamanya yang dulu berakhir tragis. Dengan ambisinya untuk bertemu anaknya yang dulu ia sia-siakan ia mencoba mendekati calon suaminya merupakan kapten dari ksatria sword yang telah di jodohkan oleh sang kaisar. Sekarang di kehidupan kali ini ia sudah bertekad akan mengubah takdirnya agar takdir di kehidupannya dahulu tidak terulang kembali di kehidupannya kali ini. Mampukah Nasya merubah takdirnya atau apakah takdirnya akan kembali terulang?

Kehidupan yang berkecukupan tidak selalu membuat seseorang bahagia. Terbukti dengan kehidupan dua pribadi, Keenan dan Lilian. Keenan yang memiliki trauma dengan wanita, dan Lilian yang memiliki sakit hati serta trauma dengan masa lalunya, membuat mereka tidak bisa menerima kehadiran cinta begitu saja. “Mari kita selesaikan masa lalu terlebih dahulu baru menjalani hubungan yang lebih serius,” ujar Keenan. “Memaafkan bukanlah hal yang mudah untuk dilakukan. Tetapi, demi cinta dan diriku sendiri, aku akan mengusahakannya,” jawab Lilian. Bagaimana cara Keenan dan Lilian melewati proses kehidupan untuk meraih kebahagiaan bersama?

Grace thought the night to be like every other night she charms a handsome man into giving her whatever she wantes and after a little lap dance and foreplays she would leave, but unlucky for her she happens to run into Denzel, the night turned from what she planned into a night of...

A billionaire heir is forced by his grandfather into agreeing to marry the daughter of his employee, Celine. Celine also doesn't have any options than agreeing to the marriage. The duo set off on a wrong foot and they find it hard to get along...... there's a lots of hurdles to cross before they finally reach their happily ever after...

Moans. I hear moans. "Ugh! Faster!" I covered my ears like an innocent child hoping that they would quite down. I ran back down the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I'm not paid enough for this. Thinking back and I was already regretting my life decisions— NOT! Now that I have discovered how much of a big womanizer this fiancée of mine is, I think I now have a reason to dump him. Disguised as his maid is so hard just to get intel unto what his true colors actually are. Honestly wasn't the best idea, but it definitely is the most efficient one. I sat on the counter of the kitchen and rested my head on the table over my folded arms. Perhaps a nap might help innocent me up. Just when slumber finally came, I heard sloppy footsteps coming down the staircase. The "young master" finally finished his business. I went to meet them at the bottom of the stairs to greet his lady friend safety on her way home. "I can't wait for tomorrow night," she said in a seductive tone and batted her lashes on him. I held back my urge to barf. Her arms are all over him as if she was the drunk one when in fact it was my good for nothing fiancé. "You're too loud," Timothee replied as it was his way of rejecting girls. And yes, another girl cried that night. She won't be expecting to sleep with him again. As the lady went out the door, I look at the young master. His hair wet, topless and jeans unbuttoned. "Don't drool over me, scullery maid." And with that he went back up. Jerk!