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Everywhere in the house smelled like him. There were some things she couldn’t forget, like the way he touched her, the way he kissed, and each time they made love… Fuck. Even the thought of it made her panties go wet. “…I want you to fuck me like you mean it, Ocean.” She whispered in his ear, her legs straddling his waist. As long as it was Eris, he would keep coming to her. He was everything she wanted to run away from, and she was everything that he wanted. But Ocean knew from the very moment he saw her, their relationship as step-siblings would be ill-fated.

"You're a whore, a whore does not change overtime and you know that." He whispers back, loud enough for the older couple sitting across to hear. And they couldn't help but gasps in shock, as the older woman soaks her teeth in distaste while the older man frowns. "What did you just call me? Ethan, what did you call me? If you can't trust me, then maybe we shouldn't be together." She said, her voice barely above whisper and her eyes teary. But she felt like this was all a dream, they have been quarreling lately but not like this. It has never been like this. Earlier today when she told her sister, Eloise, about this dinner, they all hoped for an engagement. But this doesn't look like an engagement dinner, or does it?. This was some of the last words Aurelia heard from her boyfriend before she stumbled heartbroken into a bar where she meets the man who changed her life.

Just like her name suggests, Mirage seems like a painful illusion for Elven. What does Mirage mean? Illusion. Right. For her mother, she's just a wonderful illusion. Because as soon as her mom gives birth to her, Mirage dies. And so they believe that she's gone forever. But she's not. Mirage lives a happy and contented life with her husband Elven and their daughter, though she faces different problems like any other person. But then she'll be caught up in a twisted fate that'll give her family an indescribable sorrow but eventually it'll put her to where she's supposed to be.

Emily Danvers is the portrait of perfection like any bride should be. Bound by blood but haunted by duty and desire. One reckless touch of ruin dares to challenge her world like a thief in the night. Sending her spiraling into a quest of lust and self discovery. Will Emily choose to shatter the chains of familiarity or be casted to the dark side forevermore in this intoxicating romance.

He thought she was just like other student who want to have sex with her but he's not right Ayla Hernandez is just a innocent girl He will always catch her stealing some glances at him She's shy He always stare at her until he did not realize he was captivated by her She like him

Ember Collins is on the lookout for jobs when a marriage proposition arises with NY's renowned billionaire Hunter William King. While she is kind, brave and quirky, he is heartless, cold and dangerous. She is like water calming souls when touches, and he is like a tornado destroying everything on his way when passes. They are like the opposite sides of a knife; one is harmless and another cuts. What happens when they're bound in an unholy matrimony? What happens when the secret behind the marriage is revealed? Will love bloom in the most unexpected place or will it wither away in the labyrinthine of lies and deception? Join Ember's journey through love and hate, danger and despair to see what happens.

The princess was now standing in front of me. But she was not what I expected. In fact, to say I was disappointed was an understatement. Like what the fuck. I've heard stories about how beautiful and enchanting she was, but the woman standing in front of me was completely opposite from that description. The woman standing in front of me was chubby. What the hell? I thought they said she was slim and slender. She even had a mole on her nose and when she smiled at me, I almost puked. She had a huge gap tooth and looked like a clown. "Greetings your highness," she said, and I almost died. Please don't tell me that is my bride. Like, what the f*ck?!

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

"You stand your ground like an Alpha, you talk like an Alpha, you fight like an Alpha but... you smell like an Omega? Tell me, what are you really, Hunt?" "Tch! Just mind your own business, Lukeman!" "I would gladly mind yours instead, Nate. It just seems so interesting to me." "Argh! You're so annoying, Chris!" "You have to deal with it 'cuz starting now, I'm gonna keep questioning you about who and what the heck you are. Starting with; are you an Alpha or an Omega?" Nathan Hunt and Chris Lukeman were best friends since their childhood years. The two best friends love basketball and they have been actively participating in basketball clubs since middle school. However, they enrolled in different high schools, after graduating from middle school. Despite not having time for each other and hardly meet up, they were still contactable as close friends. Though, all of it changes when Chris finds out the real truth about his childhood best friend.

"Take that card and buy a several elegant clothes. I don't like to see my office like a brothel." He is Eric Williams a sharp tongue but successful CEO. After throwing his black card on my desk, for me his handsome face looks like a devil. How can I stand with his spicy mouth?" Eric Williams 30 yo accidentally met Casandra Mckenzy 25 yo at a party. The first impression that made Eric dislike to Casandra was that Casandra's talkative and sexy-looking changed drastically when Casandra walked through Eric when he was robbed by a criminal in a bank. Eric who doesn't like secretaries who have sexy looks, finally accepts Casandra as his secretary for returning the favor. How do they work together since both of them have opposite personalities? Eric the cold CEO who doesn't believe in love and Casandra is a friendly woman who is trying to find her true love. Is it possible for them to fall in love with each other?