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He needs a wife. NOW. With his hockey season on the line, he can’t afford any distractions. And a dating reality show is one huge distraction. But there's a surefire way to get out of this dating show contract. All he has to do now is get married. Even with a reputation like him–the Scottish bad boy of hockey–I'm confident I can find someone to play Mrs. Taylor Savage for a year. Like Becca Barnes. The one who got away. Too bad she hates me. But that's why she’s perfect for this arrangement. When her contract is dissolved. She gets the bakery of her dreams. Win-Win. She just has to live with me and pretend she loves me in public for a year. No strings. No touching (unless there’s a camera). No messy heartbreak. It’s sure to be a challenge because with the way I crave her, keeping my hands to myself might be harder than I intended. But he can handle the matter. Being married to her will be easy. As long as he doesn't fall in love with her along the way.

Zara Taylor’s life crumbled when her father died, leaving her trapped in a loveless marriage with Ronnie Phillips, who only valued her business intellect. Betrayed by Ronnie’s affair with her stepsister, Zara fled the City, raising her IVF-conceived daughter, Hazel, alone. Years later, Matthew Russell, her first love and the IVF donor, reappears with a ruthless proposition: marry him to reclaim her father’s stolen shares. “Marry me, Zara. It’s the only way you get your father’s legacy back.” “I’d rather burn in hell,” she spat. “But you need me,” Matthew replied, his touch igniting desires she swore to bury. Their alliance uncovers mysteries and conspiracies rooted in her father's death, all pointing to Caleb Ross, the man who orchestrated it. But Matthew has secrets of his own, shadows Zara’s determined to drag into the light. Desire simmers between them, impossible to ignore. But will Zara surrender to the passion that’s always burned for him, or will betrayal consume them both?

“If you say my name, then I promise to give you a treat.” Isabella smiled coyly, biting her lip while twirling a lock of hair around her index finger. "Dad... why can't we just have sex in your room? Mom's not home, so..." Isabella's words were cut short as her stepfather silenced her with a firm hand over her lips, and in a swift, fluid motion, he spun her around, pressing her face against the wall. "No time for negotiation, my dear." He stated, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I want to fuck you right here, right now. Bend over," he ordered. His palm was still covering her mouth as his other hand roamed downward, slipping past her lips to explore the depths of her body. Isabella gasped! *** Isabella Roland finds her world turned upside down when she was forced to move in with her estranged mother and stepfather after her beloved uncle’s death. On that very day, she broke up with her boyfriend and had a passionate one-night stand with a stranger—only to discover the next day that the man was her stepfather. They swore it would never happen again, but the pull between them was impossible to resist. "But what happens when they're caught in the act?" "Will their forbidden affair destroy everything they hold dear, or will it lead to something even more dangerous and enticing?"

When the mafia heir, Marco Gallante, barged into the family vault with his mistress, I was standing before the Virgin Mary statue, cross-checking bloodstained ledgers. Fiore Albero cowered behind him, pointing at the ledgers in my hands and shrieking, "Marco, I'm scared..." I did not even bother looking up, just flicked the ash off my cigar. However, Marco kicked the desk over with one swift boot. "Chiara Moltisanti, Fiore can't stand the sight of all this blood and violence. Sign the divorce papers, now!" I stared at the mess scattered across the floor, thinking back to the pregnancy report the family doctor had handed me just ten minutes ago. The Gallante bloodline was dying out in this generation. Ever since the eldest son, Luca Gallante, died in that accident, Marco became the sole heir. The Don, Carmine Gallante, dreamed of nothing more than a legitimate boy of pure blood to carry on the family name and glory. So, I smiled, bright and sharp, with unmistakable mockery. "Perfect. Since you want true love, then the Don's throne will never be yours." Besides, I never wanted Marco, that useless fool. What I wanted was the Gallante empire, a mafia dynasty spanning three continents with 100 years of roots, and the control that left him with nowhere to run and no legs to stand on. This time, I would cut him out completely, keep the bloodline, and sit at the head of the family.

The Alpha King, who was rumored to be ugly and violent, and hides his face under the Golden masquerade mask, sent a letter to my Alpha father. ["Dear Alpha Quinn, I'm writing to inform you that your third daughter, Etizia, is my mate. Send her to me, or face the destruction of your Pack. Sincerely, Alpha Nox.”] I was forced to marry the ugly Alpha King. But to my surprise, the cold Alpha King treated me kindly and with care. How did an Omega wolf like me manage to tame the beast of all beasts? I thought everything was doing fine. However, the Alpha King’s brother turned out to be the handsome wolf who rejected me in the past. Can I stay loyal with my faceless Alpha King husband when my brother-in-law wanted me back as his mate? ** ** The Alpha King leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Are you still considering escaping from me?" I replied, knowing the futility of my answer, "It doesn't matter what I say, you'll never allow me to run." He gently lifted my chin and smiled. "That's the right answer, my Luna. I can shower you with kindness, but I won't tolerate you turning your back on me. NOT AGAIN." With a swift motion, he removed his golden mask, revealing his true identity. My eyes widened in shock as I recognized him.

At that moment a slow song came on and Aurora got close to him. "What are you doing?" he asked and backed away. "Just go along with it." she took his hands and placed them on her hips. Aurora put her arms around his shoulders and they swayed to the music. Her head rested on him and he simply followed her lead and they stayed like that for a while. Aurora didn't realize how exhausted she had been until she did that. For the past few days, so many things had happened and all this time she was pushing herself to keep going. She was especially tired after having to straighten her hair for hours. "Aurora," Caden called her gently. "Something needs to happen. I just saw another one of them enter." "Hmm," she murmured. Her arms felt weighed down on his shoulders. She felt like she was being swaddled. "Don't tell me you're getting tired?" he asked. Aurora chuckled. "I would not be this tired if it weren't for you. You're so big and you smell good. Where did you get your cologne by the way? I want it." Aurora looked at him and he was already looking down at her.

The beach was crowded as it was summer and many families tend to camp and have fun during this period. A young tanned skinned girl of about eight years, sat on the sand a little bit far from her family. She had a darkblue hoodie on and a headphone over her head. Her beautiful grey eyes seem to shimmer as she stared with keen interest at the water, while humming a song softly and enjoying the quiet. However, her little peace and privacy was shortlived as a lad of about ten years old, endowed with curly jet-black hair, ran along. He stopped however, on seeing her. She turned to see the one invading her quiet only to see the boy staring at her. She looked at him without saying a word, holding his gaze. Time seemed to fly by as they both continued their staring match which was eventually interrupted, when another lad of same age as the boy came by. "Jordan! There you are. Come, Mom calls for you." The blonde haired lad said, looking at the girl briefly before dragging the other along who continued to stare at the girl from his shoulders until she was out of eyesight. "Hey Elle!" A little girl of same age as the grey eyed, called as she ran towards her. "Come see the sand castle that Rosalie and I built." "Jordan," the grey-eyed girl whispered.

THIS BOOK CONTAINS NUMEROUS SHORT EROTICA STORIES AND IT'S NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. ~~~~~~~ “This..this is so wrong..” Octavia’s words turned into a song of moans, as she arched her back, her mouth wide open covered in drool and her eyes rolling continuously. “Does Bernie fuck you the way I do?” A deep baritone voice asked followed by the slapping of skins. “No..no.” Octavia stuttered, pleasure rushing through every part of her body. “Does he give you as many orgasms as you want?” Came the baritone deep voice again which made her stomach flipped. “No, Romania. Only you do.” …….. Octavia thought she has acquired everything she wanted. A loving boyfriend, a stable job, lovely friends and so on, but her sex life was nothing to write home about. Her boyfriend made her feel loved, but when it comes to orgasms, he always made her frustrated. Things changed when Octavia boyfriend’s older brother, Romania, came in. He gave her as many orgasms as she wanted and when he speaks, her core throbs. But Octavia is thrusted in a situation where she was forced to chose between her love life or her sex life.

Meet Kylie Laurel Clarkson. Masungit ( check ) Mataray ( check ) Maganda ( check ) Palaban ( check ) Mayaman ( check ) And most importantly SPOILED BRAT ( check ) Kung ano-anong gulo na ang mga napasukan niya. Subalit 'WHAT IF' dahil sa katigasan ng ulo niya ay she meets him. Sino? Si ZAYN MARRICK RENIEL MONDRAGON lang naman. A cold hearted young Bachelor and a well known engineer of all over the Asia. Kaya niya ba kayang ihandle ang isang lalaking suplado at ubod ng gwapo? O ito mismo ang magpapa babago sa ugali niyang sobrang nagdudulot lamang nang sakit sa ulo ng parents niya. "You cannot do this to me! You have no right to control me!!" She shouted at his face. A small smirked appears in his lips as he grab her waist and pinned her to the wall. "Well see about that." He whispered with full of intimacy. This man is owning her from the very start and keeps on bugging her. It's really pissing her off. But just when she was about to fall, a big tragedy has happened. Hanggang kailan siya kayang tikisin at ipaglaban ng kanyang minamahal kung siya na mismo ay nawalan na ng mga ala-ala para rito.

Christine Taylor tidak menyangka kalau pernikahannya dengan Karel akan membawanya ke dalam lingkaran Keluarga Smith yang sangat membuatnya menderita. Suaminya dipaksa mertuanya untuk menikah lagi dengan gadis yang lebih muda dari Karel tanpa alasan yang jelas. Bahkan Keluarga Smith tidak butuh persetujuannya untuk mengijinkan Karel menikah lagi, padahal Christine sudah memberikan anak perempuan berumur 5 tahun dan anak laki-laki yang masih bayi. Mertuanya sangat membenci dirinya dan kedua anaknya juga tanpa alasan yang jelas. Christine memutuskan pergi melarikan diri dari rumah mertuanya tepat di hari pernikahan Karel, sambil membawa kedua anaknya. Christine yang biasa kerja kantoran, harus mulai kerja dari bawah tanpa ijasah sarjananya yang ditahan suaminya. Pelariannya juga membawa masalah besar baginya, karena Keluarga Smith tidak menerima pembangkangan dirinya dan berusaha dengan segala macam cara untuk memaksanya kembali ke lingkaran Keluarga Smith. Bagaimana nasib Christine beserta kedua anaknya yang masih kecil ini?