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Before you read this book, may I remind you that this story has dark and twisted elements. If you're not comfortable reading themes like this, don't read this book. ``` Abby King is living a simple life for three years after the horrific incident. When her mother passed away, she's left no choice but to agree to the terms on the will. And one thing she's not prepared for is to marry the extremely handsome Hughes Industries CEO Seb Hughes, but he has a reputation on women. There's something about him that Abby can't shake it away—he's not just a playboy that she should stay away from, he also has a huge heart and an overprotective tendency. After what she'd been through, maybe Seb is the right person for her—who can protect, accept, and maybe love her despite her dark past. *************** Granting One Last Wish Prologue ABBY As I expected, the party of Trey Hamilton at the lake house is in full swing. Song of Nicki Minaj is blaring from inside. The lawn is full of teenagers playing football despite the empty beer bottles, red cups, and empty soda cans littering all over. I shouldn't be here. I mentally berate myself, but Rebecca was so adamant, and I couldn't just say no. She's the closest to a sister that I never had. We walk through the crowded dance floor that is already wet and sticky. The smell of boozes, sweat, and cigarettes are wafting in the air. The mini bar full of drinks, cans of sodas, beer bottles, pink punch, and a bowl chips that could cause you salmonella. Rebecca reminded me not to take any drinks from anyone who offers, so I grab a can of soda instead. Her boyfriend James arrived earlier than us since he came directly from the game. He approaches us with a huge grin on his face. "Babe, you made it! Thought you were joking," James says happily after giving her peck on her lips and a peck on my cheek. "Hey, Mack. Good to see you here and not a boring party your parents you usually threw. "  I roll my eyes. He's right, but that's my parent's party, so I had to be there and play a good daughter role, which I'm actually a good daughter. "I said we were coming, so here we are," Becca retorts, seemingly annoyed. "Good, babe. Let's dance later, okay? " James doesn't seem to care about Rebecca's expression. "C'mere, Mack. I'd like you to meet someone! " James yells when the new song starts to play. He grabs Rebecca's hand, and I grab her hand as I follow them. Rebecca pulls her hand back from James' grip and yells. "Not a chance, babe! I promised her mom that I'll take care of Mack. It means no meeting with horny football players. " I shrug when I see them start whispering. Rebecca looks more annoyed, but we keep walking throughout the crowd upstairs to the second floor. "He's not a horny, Mack. Just meet him, and i...

Kaden Devon is the Hellhound, the Alpha of the legendary Blakemore pack. He holds one of the biggest army in the werewolf world, but nothing prepares him for the challenges that will come in the shape of a mate. Elaeya, is a hybrid who has run away from all supernatural beings of this world, but everything is turned upside down when she is offered the position of Luna. All her secrets threaten to be revealed, as events that will reshape the entire world are underway. *************** A Blood Like Rain: All the Hounds of Hell #1 Chapter 1 - The Minimum Amount of Efforts — Kaden — I was sitting on the stone wall that surrounded the barracks with Sam, drinking beer and trying to stay away from the office for a while. The day was beautiful. The sun was bright, but there were enough clouds to diffuse its intensity without darkening the sky. It was warm, but not too humid, and the breeze made training more comfortable. We were a little far, but we could see the men training a little further. They were doing hand-to-hand, and with them were Darren and Eva. I hadn’t had time to check on them much in the last few weeks. Darren was covered in dirt from head to toe for all the times he’d been thrown on the ground. Eva was dressed as if she’d chosen her workout outfit for a photo shoot. Can’t say she didn’t look great, but I’m not too sure she got the gist of practicality. She was also a lot cleaner. I’ve a feeling people are a lot less comfortable with throwing her on the ground as much, but she wasn’t as clean as she’d been when she started, and her hair was fraying out of her ponytail. She may not have all the grace of a seasoned warrior, but she did make out for it with enthusiasm. She looked like she was having a great time. “You watched their training some? ” I asked Sam. He took a pull from his beer. “Some,” he said. The wall was high enough for our feet to dangle above the ground. Darren was getting his ass kicked by Anders. He didn’t land that many punches, but when they did land, Anders was pushed back a meter or so by the sheer force of it. Eva was clapping in the back and behaving like his personal cheerleader. “He’s not the greatest warrior I’ve ever seen. He lacks technique. But he had some ground work done, so he’s not starting from nothing. He’s no match for our best, though, but when he hits… Damn man, blood does make a difference. I could train all my life and never land one like that. ” “You’ve trained all your life, ...

Sold to a stranger during the annual slavery auction, Inayah faces one ruthless Alpha and two of his brothers. All hope to claim her mind, her soul and her body. *************** The Alpha's Slave |18+ one The day was dark despite it being one of the most celebrated instances during the year. Heavy dark clouds billowed in from the West, and with it came the thick heady scent of rain threatening to pour and disrupt the occasion. Inayah peered up at the sky and sighed lowly, pressing into her friend sitting beside her on the wagon whose wheels bumped on the weathered road its tread. "It's so cold," Anita whispered and Inayah agreed, wordlessly securing an arm around her friend and pulling her close to her side. The nuzzled against each other's sides in tensed silence as familiar rooftops slowly came to view. Thin wisps of billowing smoke rose from thatched roofs, and soon came the drifting banter of children and adults as they moved about - from their homes towards the main hall. Inayah exhaled a cloud of warmth that wicked into the cold dull evening air. She was exhausted but knew that sleep, especially now, was almost forbidden. The slave market held annually at the village as girls born and raised within the middle and lower class were to be sold to the highest bidder at the auctions. Myriads of girls would be attending from the ages of eleven to nineteen being the oldest and possibly the readiest for marriage. Inayah's gaze listless wandered over the barren cropland, dried out corn husks billowing lazily in the wind. She knew the time had come for her to be auctioned off a slave, the money given to her poor-ridden family. Despite the fear that leapt in her throat, there was a relief and certain warmth in knowing that her value, though small, would ease their burdens. It had been two days since they last ate a proper meal, with winter fast approaching all crops had been to ice over and her father had gone off to a far market in search of meat. They would need food soon. Inayah thought of her youngest brother, Zahir -- wide brown eyes that glistened over with tears at the sight of her retreating, small wiry hands that had clutched...

First of all if you don't like women be controlled by the men or can't tolerate abusive content then I would prefer you to skip this story. Remember this story is not for below 18. This story is strictly only for 18+ adults. I was about to say something but then I froze in my place when I felt a gun on the back of my waist. My voice just stuck in my throat. He pressed the gun more to my waist making me let out a small gasp. "I am not only a billionaire kitten. I am also a mafia leader. And this crazy mafia wants you at any cost. And it will be better if you just submit to me or I have my own ways to make you do it." I flinched when I felt his cold lips on my warm neck. I tried to move away but he wrapped his one hand on my waist and other was still pressing the gun. And the--- What will happen when two mad and crazy billionaires wanted only one girl who want nothing from them. One who broke her dignity and other who kept on sucking her soul. Will she be able free herself from this nightmare. OR Wil *************** Billionaire's Madness |Dark Romance Book#2| His Secret Craze Author Pov A girl was sitting on a stool while playing piano with her beautiful fingers moving them diligently. She was alone in the room. She doesn't want anyone to hear her nor she wanted to attract attention. She just wanted to spend her free time in doing what she always loves to do. Playing piano and letting her all sorrows and pain in it. After a while, she finished the tune. It was soft and sad. She sighed and lowered her head. Her eyes were blank even tho she was hiding so many secrets in them she's still showed everyone how strong she is. But soon the last person that she wants to see disturbed her free time with his clapping. She sighed once again as she knows who is the person. She took her bag and stood up from the chair facing the guy in front of her. He gazed at her sitting in the corner of the room. He was sitting there from the start staring at her and observing how beautifully she play the piano. How beautiful she looked with her eyes closed. Once again she sighed which made a boy to let out a dry chuckle. "What's with your sighing. I know you were not expecting me but too bad... I am already here. "Dylan said with his usual smirk. "What you want Dylan. I have no time for your nonsense. " Dylan chuckled at her.. " I know you have no time for my nonsense because you have your personal nonsense to attend don't you.. " His words didn't affect her much. He always does that. Calling her with names and taunting wasn't a new thing for her to handle. Somehow she's still thankful to Dylan that he hadn't told her secret to anyone. "What happened. You have left no words hmm. Oh yeah slut like you will never let her nonsense to go" Once again he said words just to hurt her but it didn't affect her much. She only took a breath. "What is it that you really want Dylan. Why are you here. I really have no time "Hearing her words Dylan cl

«I'm not a second option, you either choose me or lose me». ~**~ His bride left him on his wedding day. She needed a day job but unfortunately stumbled at the wedding scene. He needed a replacement. She was the replacement. She was the last option for him. He was the first option for her. ~**~ Angelina's life took a turn when she left her father's country to New York city because of a scholarship she received. With her drowning in her self insecurities and anxieties of being a curvaceous half cast. Nathaniel, one of the eligible bachelors in State with a killer smiling face and body. The sole heir to his family's companies and a loyal fiance to his girlfriend. His fiance left him on his wedding day with a break up letter. Due to the paparazzi and public eyes, he needed a replacement. #notyourtypicalbwwmbook © Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan). Discord group : *************** His Curvy Obsession BWWM One Nathaniel POV People always said, first love is a lesson but last love is the true love and he did not believe it because his first and last love was Clara Adrian. His only woman. Clara was the granddaughter of his nanny, Mrs Adrian. He and Clara practically grew up together from diapers, they went to the same schools. And they'd promised to get married when they grow up till old together with their child(ren). She was mine and I was hers only. He thought, smiling widely while twirling the ring. All his reasons, actions revolved around her. Anything she wanted or said, he agreed to it without batting an eyelash because she was the only one who understood him better and he loved her so much with every fibre of his being. She was like the oxygen he breathed in. His twenty-six birthday was a fortnight ago and she told him she was ready to become his lawful wife and he proposed to her, feeling over the moon. She was a strong believer of sex before marriage and he vowed to keep himself virgin for her but that didn't stop him from masturbating when the sexual urge was too much to bear. She was a beautiful innocent soul whose smiles radiated through his whole body, giving him purpose yet he knew the love of his life was a drug-addicted and he loved her with her flaws. What's the essence of loving someone if you can't stand the person's flaws. He always replied to anyone who asked him why he was with a drug addict. He talked to his parents about his marriage to her and his parents opposed it because she was not who he thought she was, but when he threatened to leave the household and everything, made his parents to support him. He was the only child, the coolest of their eyes. And he used that line a lot to let his parents agree to his will. The perk of being the only child, he smirked inwardly. He didn't understand why his parents did not like Clara, maybe because she was from the lower class or she loved to spend all his money ...

Sebastian "Bash" Hughes IV, the Golden Boy, and the only son of Seb Hughes III and Abby King. He has the looks, money, and brain, and soon to be the heir of Hughes Industries. He's always nice to everyone, well, except to Trinity. He bullied when they were just kids. They eventually became best friends when he needed her art enthusiasm, and Trinity needed him to solve her math assignments. But they ended their friendship badly when Bash left for college abroad. The plan they did for years didn't go well as Trinity backed out before college started. They went separate ways. After his parents sent him to study abroad, now he's returned, and their paths yet to cross again, and they're both two different people. Will their friendships still have chances to reconcile? Or they want more? Will Bash back to being the same bully to the now beautiful and sassy Trinity? Or he will finally realize why he was mean to her in the first place? *************** BASHing TRINITY Prologue ANNOY. I am so annoyed with the art teacher who didn't appreciate my watercolor painting. I hop out of the car without thanking my driver. Sprinting inside the house with my backpack tightly grasp, I stomp my feet to our expansive living room. I was practicing the same concept last night over and over again until it looked satisfactory. I admit I'm so bad at art, but it hurts my ego because I'm excellent at every subject. I can play the piano, cello, violin, and guitar with my eyes closed. I can solve math in just one look at the problem, but art? Ugh! I grimace at the thought of it. I stop to halt when I notice mom and one of her best friends are laughing together. Their voices are echoing in the living room. They abruptly stop when they notice me. I roll my eyes. Mom's beautiful face lights up and smiles at me. Aunt Zoey, the redhead does the same. I smile timidly back at her. I'm not in a mood to deal with them, especially mom. I'm already eleven years old, she still pecks me on my lips and pinches my face in front of everyone—it's annoying. Who do girls like a mama's boy? "Hey, mom, Aunt Zoey. " I play cool because everyone knows that I'm a good boy of the King and Hughes. I stride to the carpeted staircase, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. I almost bump into Kiara, whose standing in the middle of the stairs. Her right hand is gripping the rails, and the other is on her sketchpad, pressing against her chest. "Bash! " She shrieks in surprise. Her green eyes are big and grow even bigger. Her curly or more or like ringlet red lacks is like she has jammed her finger to the electrical outlet—so messy. She reminds me of Nerida. She has freckles all over her face, and she's too skinny. She's Aunt Zoey and Uncle Logan's daughter—our family friends. Kiara's parents both work in our company. "What are you doing here, goldfish? " I narrow my eyes, asking her annoyingly. Her lips quiver. She doesn't like the nickname .

"Don't make me spread your legs roughly little one. Keep them open for me, you want this right? Tell me if you want to stop okay?" He asked with his sexy voice, I was nodding my reply. ****** Marissa was a true Cinderella story, where her mother died and her father remarried and she had two annoying ugly hearted sisters. Her father was lost in his work. Never care for her, she was no longer daddy's little girl. She finally moved out of the house, out of the toxic environment. And leave her dearest dad behind. She had given up on him, as she was no longer someone he holds dear. She found herself living in a small seaside town to find peace and love and her happy ever after. She was a hopeless romantic, who reads to many romance novels. ****** Nate was mending his broken heart at his brother's beach house. He always loves the little sleepy coastal town. All until one day he met a suicidal young woman. She constantly bothered his mind, with her sexy images over and over again. She was too young f *************** Coastal Love Leaving Dad "Dad! Please you have to believe me! It wasn't me. I didn't do it! " I cried to my dad. He wouldn't even believe me now. "I expect better from you, they're your stepsisters, they're younger than you. Do you actually think that they would be capable of doing this? That's it you're grounded. I'm going to work. " The two siblings were laughing at me, while their mother ushered them away calmly. They were trying to make my father hated me. I cried again, alone in my room. Everything at home was a disaster. That was when I decided to move out after I finished high school. I was arranging everything, I would walk out of my childhood home, leaving my dearest father behind. I needed to get away from this toxic environment. I didn't know where to go, I was planning my getaway every day. I had been saving my money, from my allowance. Selling off my branded stuff online and put all the money in my secured account. Not even my dad know I had one. Since mom died three years ago and dad was remarried a year after. I was living in a fairy tale. A real-life Cinderella story with a stepmother and two ugly siblings that terrorized the hell out of me. The evil stepmother raised up to her title. She would belittle me in front of my dad. Saying I did all the wrong things at home. Years later I just let her be. I didn't have the spunk anymore to fight her, I was just done. I love my dad dearly but he had hurt me a lot in the two years, where he kept on siding with his new family. I didn't even know how much tears I cried for him. I used to be his little princess. Now, I'm the bad apple. The bad apple that would leave him and his new family in peace. I was picking my battle and this one was not worth the fight. ***** I was walking with my backpack. I had carefully planned my moving out carefully for months. I had done my research, I was doing this the smart way. I needed to survive. I had m

I met the Alpha who I vowed to never ever see again. I hate this world. I hate myself for being an Omega. I hate nature. I hate myself. I hate this Alpha who's looking at me like he owns me. I do not belong to anyone. *************** Obeying Master Forth WELCOME TO OMEGAVERSE Being in the world ruled by hierarchy of nature is something I despise. I hate it. I hate the way it works, how nature works. I hate how it defines who I am and who I should become. I hate being born an Omega. Ninety percent of the population are the Betas. The unproblematic, ordinary citizens who doesn't have to carry the burden of the two remaining kinds of people in the world. Nothing is special about them yet I envy them so much because I know they can live their lives as they want to. No rules to follow, no expectations to be caged in. Still below in the food chain but still living as normal as they can. I envy this mere fact so much. I envy them, all of the Betas. Why haven't I been born to become a simple Beta? Following in the nine percent of the population are the Alphas. The top of the food chain, the wealthy, the famous, and the dangerous Alphas that make the world revolve by their power. Naturally born beautiful, intelligent, multi-talented, and perfect. Then there are the Omegas. One percent of the population and the lowest of the kinds of people to ever exist. The people who hold the biggest burden of simply existing in this world. No else can really imagine the complications of simply being born to a kind of person you didn't even ask to become, aside from us Omegas ourselves. If the Betas are unintelligent and untalented, it is because they lack the abilities and all they have to do is develop themselves to be and to do better. If the Alphas are unintelligent and untalented, they are sick because no Alpha is born less than perfect. If the Omegas are unintelligent and untalented, it is in their nature. They are naturally programmed like that. And I am part of that population. I am an Omega but I've already proved myself to be an Alpha worthy. I have established myself far from what is expected of me. I know that to myself because I've strived my hardest to be where I am now. I am ever b...

"Love never applies conditions. My love for him is unconditional. The pain indeed is unbearable but the outcome I know will be fruitful. " Anastasia. Her lips never got tired of expressing her love for him even she knew this wouldn't change him. His heart. But the last happiness she gave him broke his every cold wall. *************** Her Unanswered Love Pleasure Of Pain Author Pov. She let out a small squeal as she was pulled in a warm embrace. Her breathing got stopped for a second at a sudden action. But then inhaling the same scent she let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me. " She whispered softly as the man didn't respond instead he buried his face in her crook. "I made dinner. Go fresh up. " She said as she tried to remove his hands but instead gasp out feeling herself in air. The man picked her up as a bridal style and without sparing her a single glance he made his way towards the room. Anastasia knew what he was planning to do. "Darian first eat something and put me down I have work. " Instead of listening to her, he threw her on the bed making her surprised as he was rough than usual times. He still kept his mouth shut and started unbuttoning his shirt as she stared at him gulping down. His demoniac was different he was looking different. "Come here" His deep raspy voice ordered her as she was frozen in her place. He removed his shirt and threw it across the room. Raising his eyebrow at her he indirectly gave her a warning which she worked on instantly. Jumping off the bed she stood in front of him. Placing his hand on her shoulder he slowly removed the string of her dress as she closed her eyes. "Do you love me. " It wasn't a question it was a confirmation. An affirmation of her love for him. She nodded still keeping her eyes closed. His lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he removed her dress from her shoulders. He unzipped her dress in a sensual way as her breath got heavier at his touch. He brushed his fingers on her bare back reaching to the hooks of her bra as he unclasped them. As soon as her dress along with bra fell on the floor he grabbed her waist and pressed her against his chest. Her hands gripped his bare shoulders as he was teasing her on purpose. His eyes darken witnessing her lower lip between her teeth as she bit it because of sensation. Somet...

In an MMA welterweight division’s title match, there can only be one winner between the two best friends—Amos and Waz. However, in the insane celebration, they will share the hot and sexy ring girl named Fayre. *************** Sharing Fayre Fayre's POV Tonight, the octagon is ready. I just know it even without going out of the dressing room to take a look. It’s always like this, especially during championships. The place is fucking packed with a crazy crowd of people who are now waiting for the main event of the National Title Match in the Mixed Martial Arts’ (MMA) Welterweight division. The entire place is really loud, plus the booming rock music. I can just hear it all the way here. I’ve learned that Amos and Waz, who are best friends since high school, are going to fight for the title. They have also ended up coming up through to the very top of ranks for professional MMA within three years since their debut. It’s going to be full twenty-five-minute rounds—meaning, five rounds with five minutes each round plus a minute of rest in between rounds. It’ll be exciting to watch. Of course, the winner gets the title. Two best friends, one winner. That’s how it is going to be tonight. I wonder how they feel right now. “I’m going to get laid tonight! ” I tell Jerela, a fellow octagon ring girl. We are currently in our dressing room, getting ready for the main event. There are at least three of us who are working tonight. The other one is Monique. “Wow! Own it, girl! ” Jerela giggles, slapping my firm and sexy bottom. I smack her big black bottom, too. She laughs amiably. Then, Monique comes between us with a huge grin on her face. Her curly blond hair is bouncing and she kneads both Jerela’s and my bottom. I look at our reflection in the big mirror with a smiling face. My red hair is quite straight and reaches to my medium-sized boobs. We are dressed in our replica uniform outfit matched with high heels. Mine is color red, Jerela’s is white and Monique’s is black. Right now, we even all look fucking sexier and hotter than most days. “Good luck, Fayre! ” Monique says, winking at me. “Because… I’m definitely going to get laid tonight, too! ” The three of us laugh at e...

A three-fold story about the Harrisons. One, Jill is back after five months of being away. Josh relapsed into his old ways and demanded divorce when Jill showed up. She only has one condition, the sole custody of their yet-to-be-born child. Two, Kate Harrison discovers that her husband of more than thirty years, Jake, fathered an illegitimate child and kept it from her all this time. She wanted divorce, or at least a legal separation. Their children are both old enough anyway. Three, Jenny was living a low-key life and caught the attention of her immediate boss. There’s mutual attraction between them and they started a secret affair. Later, she would learn that he’s her father’s son and her world turned upside down. She hid herself for two years while Brandon took the reins in Joshua’s company. Is it wrong to remain attracted to each other when they meet again? DISTINCT SERIES Book 1 is entitled Taming the Alpha Billionaire, the beginning of Josh and Jill's love story. *************** The Billionaires' Choices Chapter 1 – Let’s divorce It has been over five months since she left and now, she’s back. Jill took a deep breath while standing at the exit of the airport. Josh had been a headache one month after she left. She was supposed to return during that time. He helped greatly in expediting the process of her return. When she failed to return on the agreed date, he refused to talk to her. His ultimatum? “Come here if you want to talk to me. ” He wouldn’t even let Ryan take a message from her. Instead of comforting her and being understanding, he was back to being selfish and a complete jerk. She wonders if he’s bipolar or something. He could be. Gentle and caring one moment, asshole the next. A few days before her supposed return, she was sent to the hospital for a threatened miscarriage. Well, the baby’s safe but she missed her flight. Also, she was advised to be careful during the first trimester. She waited until the fifth month. She thought it would be the safest time to travel. Her doctor agreed but left her with a lot of things to watch out for and be careful of. She had to prepare her body and the baby for a long flight. Now, though… She hadn’t heard from Josh in the last four months. She dialed his number and waited for the call to go through. He must see that she’s now back. “Hey…” She greeted the moment the call connected. “Well, what do you know? You’re back, huh? ” He sounded sarcastic. Jill tried not to feel hurt. Whose fault is it? It’s clearly not hers. She wouldn’t blame herself for his actions. She did try every means possible to contact him. “Yeah…” She was about to ask him to send someone to collect her, but he cut her off. “Just in time, too. I need your signature on the divorce papers. ” His tone was measured, bordering careless. But his words gutted her… divorce? He’s talking about divorce? “You want us to divorce? ” Her face paled and her heart ached. She couldn’t believe him. Th

When Gary worked for Adriana it was for the experience, and for the amount of money that they offer for an easy administration job. He was an boxer by night, it was his hobby, his real passion in life. Then the time came, when he needed more money because of his brother, that was doing bets on the side for his boxing match. Gary's name was on the line, because he refused to fix the game. He already drained his account, but he was not coming up with enough money. Until he finally came to Adriana, and took on her offer to be a sugar baby. ***** Megan owned her own company, she's a very well-known business woman. She was raised the hard way, where she didn't have the luxury of money. Now that she's a billionaire in the making, she didn't have the time to date. But she likes to play, and she was bored being hassled by a man for her money, until she found Adriana. Her company was a time saver for Megan. She offered exclusivity with all the gorgeous man that she could choose from. Until one fateful evening *************** Sugary Goodness Fight Night This book is a stand-alone, but you will understand the characters better by reading the books in order: 1. Sugar Baby 2. Sugar Daddy 3. Sugary Goodness "What the fuck is your problem Fred? You know how hard I've been training for this night. I'm not going to go down in a couple of rounds. " I was preparing myself for the ring. My stupid greedy brother kept on pushing me, to take a punch on the fifth round and take the fall. He was riding his money on my fight. "Oh come on Gary, you can always make a win on the next fight. Your statistics are good. I just needed this one night only. " He gloved me and help prepare me for the canvas. I didn't say anything further to him, I was beyond pissed at him. The match went on for ten rounds. Fred was palming his face, he was looking furious at me when I finally deliver a knockout punch to my opponent. The referee did a count-out and declared me as the winner. The crowd cheered, but Fred was quiet. Then he was on his phone, frantically speaking to the other line. "What the Fuck man! I had it in the bag. Now I owe a lot of money to some shady Russian. Shit! What the fuck am I going to do now?! Your next match isn't for another couple of weeks. And I had been banned in several of the matches. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! " Fred was pacing back and forth in my changing room. He was seriously not excited that I just win the match. I didn't care about him, as I quickly get changed and was about to leave him when five guys came into my changing room. "Fred... my friend. It seemed that you owed us some money. So this is your brother yeah? So... you decided to make a winner out of yourself huh? Well then congratulation Gary Evans, now you just have to pay us five hundred grand in cash. We expect to be paid by the end of the month, that is in two weeks from now. " Then two of his men were holding Fred, and the other two were holding me. "Now

Cindy Carter was starting a life of being homeless, as her mother chased her out as soon as she turned sixteen. She’s not part of the family her mother was building with a man not her father. A week into the streets, Elian Harris approached her and offered her a place to stay, having experienced homelessness as well and knowing it must be more difficult on a young girl. He’s usually not at home anyway, too busy working here and there, building up his savings, and chasing the financial freedom he craves. But life is hard. Having not stepped into college, Elian’s job choices are limited but he made a promise to himself. Never again is he going to sleep on the streets. He’s a hard worker. Too busy with everything else, never once did he search for love. Until one day, he realized what he’s been missing. He finally saw Cindy as a grown-up woman. And then, all the complications happen. Would he be able to rise above the challenges and stick with his choices? *************** Worth the Wait Chapter One She blew her warm breath on her hands, trying to keep herself from feeling the chill. Maybe she should start moving, the exercise would help her temperature but she’s too weak from thirst and hunger. It has been a week since her mother chased her out. Cindy wasn’t expecting it. She thought she’ll stay for at least two more years, until she’s eighteen. But no, her mother couldn’t wait any longer. She packed her bags and told her to go as soon as she turned sixteen. Not even a birthday cake to celebrate. She has always known she’s unwanted. Her father left her mom when she got pregnant. She doesn’t even know who her father is, no matter how many times she asked, her mom won’t say. Her mother hated her more because of her questions. She only thought that maybe, just maybe, he could provide support for her. That is better than nothing at all. Her mother started a relationship with this guy, who lives with them in the house. They were planning to get married and start their own family, but they’re not keen on including her. She doesn’t like her mom’s boyfriend and the feeling is mutual. He would mock her whenever he’s home. When she’s trying to study her class lessons, he would order her around. He also goads her mother into giving her less money than she needed. Less for her, more for him. It wasn’t a secret to her that her mother plans to run her off as soon as possible. She just didn’t realize it was this soon. In the last year, she worked part-time jobs to save up money. Only, her mom refuses to give her enough allowance because of it. She thought that since she’s earning little money, she could give her less. It exasperated Cindy to no end. How many times had she prevented herself from crying? She won’t give up. Not now. The last year was hard. She worked hard and supported herself. Still… Being homeless is hugely different. Sleeping outside isn’t comfortable. She had short and shallow sleep. She woul...

After two years of being married, Madison and William failed to conceive for their first baby. William started to blame himself for his incapacities that it caused chronic anxieties. Madison tried to comfort her husband, but her words weren’t always enough. She knew has to do something. She has to do everything to save William from mental threats. Then, Jacob came with an offer that will surely save her husband. The setup? Jacob will father the child that she’ll present to William as his… But, how long a loving wife could keep such a secret? *************** A Wife's Secret Chapter 1 MADISON stared at the calendar hanged behind their door. She counted the days twice, and she can’t be wrong by the result. Her monthly period is delayed for one week now from the date she should have it, and she’s beginning to feel something different from herself. She caressed her flat stomach. “Are you there now, baby? ” she asked, a smile forming on her lips. She looked at her husband, who was still sleeping on their bed. “Honey… I think we made it,” she murmured. “But I have to be sure before I tell him. ” Madison went to the toilet to shower and prepare for her daily visit at the bakeshop. Madison is a pastry chef of her own bakeshop just a few miles away from their house. She’s been married to William for over two years now, and they’ve wanted to have a baby on the first day of their marriage. Unfortunately, she can’t conceive, and she doesn’t know why. “Are you sure about that now? ” Carmela asked Madison. She’s her best friend and personal OB-gyne. “Have you used a pregnancy test kit? ” Madison looked away from her friend. “Do I really have to use it? Pregnancy tests aren’t accurate, right? ” she said while sprinkling powdered milk on her choco chips. Carmela rolled her eyes ceilingwards. “Don’t tell me that you’re afraid of the result? ” she asked, looking at her worriedly. “You said that the last time that you made love, he released it all inside you? And that you were fertile that night? ” She scowled at her friend and looked around the production area. “Do you really have to say it out loud? ” she asked, heat raised to her cheeks. It’s a good thing that only a few bakers were inside, and all were busy with their work. Carmela laughed. “Madison, let me remind you that it was you who wanted to talk to me here, instead of in my clinic, right? I told you to meet me there, but you insisted on talking here because you said that you have a lot of things to do in the bakeshop. ” Madison sighed. “I just don’t wa...

Waking up in an unfamiliar room with a stark naked man sleeping beside him surprised the hell out of Steven. But what made him even more surprised is when the man told him that something happened between them and that he needs to take responsibility. Moreover, the man starts claiming that he, is now his lover. *************** His Lover Next Door Prologue The loud sound of the alarm clock was what woke Steven up from his deep sleep. Without even opening his eyes, he groggily searches for the table but he couldn't find it. He's sure that the table was just right next to his bed, where he always put his alarm clock. He opened his eyes and carefully moved around but he immediately groaned when he felt his head ache. He seems to have been drinking a lot last night. Only when the ache in his head disappeared did he look around the room. His forehead furrowed when instead of the blue wall, it was a white wall that he saw. Even the things that he's seeing inside the room aren't his. "Where the hell am I? " He asked himself. The alarm clock rang again that it surprised him a little. He looked for it and he saw that it was on the other side of the bed. He was about to sit down when he felt something on his stomach and even on his feet. His eyes widened as he turned to see the person next to him, who was covered by a blanket. "Did I sleep with a random girl last night? " He asked himself again. He tried to remember what happened last night. From how Shaina rejected him and insulted him, to how he went to a certain bar and get himself drunk. He got so wasted that it was even so hard for him to get a taxi. After getting a cab and telling the driver where his address is, he can't remember a thing anymore. He doesn't have even a single idea of what happened next. He doesn't remember that he went home with a woman last night. And one more thing, he is one hundred percent sure that he is not in his room and he is not in his apartment! What did the taxi driver do to him? He looked at the person beside him again, who's still fully covered by the blanket. Then he slowly raised his hand to remove the blanket from the stranger. His heartbeat is so fast and it was so loud. He is freaking nervous. He was too drunk last night that he can't remember even a single thing. What if this person is in a...

Minase Funeral Services is on the brink of bankruptcy. Ruru, as the owner, who's also the embalmer, have to think of an effective way to save her beloved business from falling. And, because of media convergence, she and her Funeral team came up with an idea: hire a famous heartthrob to be their funeral parlor’s endorser. But how will Ruru do that? They’re running out of budget! Until she accidentally had an encounter with the most handsome man she had seen in her entire living existence, Weeden Chandonne, who believed to be the twin brother of Walter Chandonne, the country’s famous actor! It would be easy for Ruru to convince the man—if their first encounter wasn’t a disaster, but sadly, it was. And, because of that, the handsome beast is out to hunt her. *************** French Kiss! Chapter 1 A FAMILIAR smell of disinfectant welcomed Ruru’s distorted face when she opened the second to the last compartment and saw it empty. She’s not in a good mood today, and seeing their empty corpse storage just added to her bad mood. She sighed. The stainless steel compartment is clean, with no signs of blood droplets on the edges, indicating that nothing came in their funeral for the whole evening. She pushed the door closed and slopped her shoulders. If this continues, her funeral services will get bankrupt. And, it’s not part of her goals. “No…” she said and reached to touch the last compartment’s stainless steel door. “I need corpse…” She took a deep breath before she slowly pulled it opened. And when she saw the head of the corpse, she released her sigh of relief. “Thank God—” “Ma’am Ruru! ” “Ah! ” Ruru screamed out loud. But when she found out that it was Meri, her janitress, she quickly covered her mouth and glared at her. “Do you want me to die?! You startled me! ” Meri scratched her head. “I’m sorry, Ma’am. I didn’t mean to scare you,” she apologized and laughed awkwardly. “I didn’t know that you can be startled easily. ” “What do you need? ” she snarled. “Make sure that it’s worth my time, Meri, or else I will fire you! ” Meri laughed. “I know you can’t fire me, Ma’am Ruru. I’m one of the best janitresses in town,” she said and winked at her. “Anyway, somebody is looking for you. ” Ruru knotted her forehead. “Who? If it’s the loan shark personnel, tell him that I will make it up to him tomorrow. I don’t have cash now. ” “No, Ma’am, it’s not the loan shark man,” she said and clung to her arm. “He said that he was part of your past. ” She nudged her in the waist. “Ma’am Ruru, why you didn’t tell us that you had a boyfriend before? ” “What? ” Ruru scowled and pulled her arm free from her employee. “I never had a boyfriend! ” When Meri just laughed at her, Ruru marched towards their funeral waiting lobby. She w...

In a remote lodge one stormy night, Cathy accepts a stranded guest—the rich, attractive guy named Barett. Little does she know that the man is a seducer. Now she finds her remote desire being beckoned by him to rise from deep within her… *************** Remote Desire Cathy's POV The rain is pouring hard outside for some minutes now. The wind is howling, and the tree branches are swaying furiously. Clearly, the storm has already started to beat the Wisconsin state. This will likely take a few days before we’ll see the sun again. I turn on the stove and put the kettle on to make some tea. Good that my eighteen-year-old niece Lori has already left a few hours ago, this afternoon. She goes home to our farmhouse to take care of the animals. The farmhouse is about three hours away from this remote lodge, which we rent out. It is originally where my sister’s family lived. But since they’ve been killed in a plane crash five years ago, I have taken in my niece to live with me at the farmhouse, and we have the lodge rented out instead. Either of us wouldn’t want to part with it, thus the decision. And since there have been no one renting the lodge for some weeks now, I have decided we clean it up in case someone loses his or her way or gets stranded while going to the north or something. We have been quite busy at the farm, so we are guilty of neglecting the place for some weeks. I look around the kitchen. It is the favorite place of my sister who loved cooking. I can still remember her making a fuss, especially whenever I am here to visit her family. Well, good times, they were. Good times seem to be just in the past now. A car engine suddenly steals my attention. It just stops right in front of the lodging house. I wonder if it is my niece who changed her mind and comes to pick me up. But it is not her. It is a sleek and powerful car by the looks of it. Looks like I have a rich prospect in this kind of weather. I see the vehicle from the lone solar-paneled street lamp that is just in front of the lodging house with the glaring Lori’s Lodge sign sticking to it. This is not so bad for a stormy time. I chuckle. I turn the porch light on. I am right. The car really is a beauty. It has a beautiful b...

Growing up in a broken home and opposite a married couple who did nothing but fight, Diana Young swore off marriage and everything to do with it. People say that love ends when marriage starts and since marriage is love's destination, it was kind of ironic. But Diana believed it was all the bit true. Everyone's disappointed at the pot of gold that is not found at the end of the rainbow. Love was like that, she thought. A disappointment. Perhaps she just needed the right person to show her the real pot of gold. What is really found at the end of love, because maybe, just maybe, love doesn't end at all. *************** At the end of love Prologue Unicorns and rainbows were all that mattered to me. What else would matter to a six year old? I smiled to myself and held the tiny hand of my little sister. "I'm your Mommy now," I said sweetly to the two year old that was only interested in drinking from the juice box in her hand. Snatching the juice box from her hand I said, "call me Mommy. " She opened her little mouth to cry, but I quickly stuffed it with her pacifier and placed a kiss on her black hair. "You are a man whore! " The woman from the building opposite us yelled with a voice, harsh and tight with emotions. I'm guessing it's the Richardsons having an argument again. This has always been a hobby for them, fighting. The worst part was Mrs Richardson's voice was as loud as a trumpet and could be heard from miles away. I was not exaggerating, I could hear every fowl word she called him from my room whenever they fought. Today's evening was a beautiful one. Mommy, Eliana and I just came back from our daily walking routine. Mother stood in a black leggings and pink shirt with a phone glued to her average sized ear. She stood in front of our milk colored gate and chatted with who she was on the phone with. My little self walked over to where mother was with a lot of curiosity bubbling in me. "Mommy. " She looked down at my six years old figure, took a mouth full of bottle water and smiled. "What's a man whore? " She coughed and spilled the entire contents in her mouth, meaning the water entered the wrong pipe. "Sorry. " I patted her right lap with my tiny hand because I was too short to pat her back. "Where did you hear that from? " "From-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because the gate to the Richardsons flung open with Mrs Richards standing in front of it and guarding it like she didn't want him out. Our gate was just opposite theirs so it gave me direct view to what was going on. "You're not walking out on me! " She yelled, but he didn't reply. This scared E...

"When popular Instagram influencer suffers a backlash from the public after a delinquency she commits, Stassie Jones transfers to a new school, Sugar High, hoping desperately to start a new leaf until she joins a club, and there she begins to tackle whatever life throws at her, including late parties and one night stands." *************** GIRLS WHO LIE ONE Red lips. Amethyst, straight hair. Medium cupped bra size, undernourished legs and corpulent thighs. That definition of Stassie Jones runs throughout the halls of Sugarhigh as she treads past in her velvet crop top and dark leathered runch skirt. She is resplendent, confident and proud just like she stands in her instagram feed, but here, she isn't getting positive feedback, she can literally overhear the whole hall mouthing and some boldly having a conversation about the season of her trauma. Her head stands tall as she walks like she holds the entire school, the slope of her heels give her the floor and spot. Stassie already imagined this happening, so she has buckled up her sentiments and squeezed in the mask of a pitiful instagram queen. She pauses and turns to her locker where she deposits the weight of her bag and picks a single notebook. Stassie slams the locker in her face and takes a much needed breathe before she heads for the subsequent walk of ordeal. After a relative walk, she is surprised that she doesn't receive the same type treatment until she gets to English session. The school bell hasn't rung yet, but she is prompt because she has no associates in Sugarhigh. Stassie sighs as she gapes at her reflection in the glass edge of the classroom, she can see her mates walking into school grounds, shadowed by groups of friends, having conversations, she used to be like that, and she used to stand out. "And yet, she packed out from a community that knew her. It is all because of the atrocious and ghastly things she did, and it looks like those horrible things followed her. " Her act of contrition would never enough, only if the one she affronted didn't take it to social media, then, she would have gotten away with it. Her phone is AWOL on the Instagram app that she devotes ninety percent of her per diem life on and she doesn't even comprehend how time passes or flies. Stassie thought she could bear it; she told herself that no mat...

Consistent Dean’s Lister Eunice Reyes hates going out with men and prefers to prioritize her studies. She believes that a woman can live without a man, and she is firmly holding on to that principle. During her third year in college, she is doing well in terms of academics and is offered by the school to have an instant work in the prestigious company she always dreamed of if she maintains her high grades until she graduates. Her dreams and plans are settled in her mind until she is paired with Christian Luis, a secret sex addict and campus Casanova, to finish a project for their major course and ends up fulfilling his desires. How long can she hold on to her firm stand? Will she achieve her dreams now that her mind is pinned to him? Or will she choose to be in his arms to satisfy him? *************** Lucid Desires Prologue "Sex is natural. It is normal. It is a need. It can be our responsibility towards fulfilling the desires of our partners, or pleasure that most of us get addicted to. " I sighed and glued my eyes to my notebook as I heard Mr. Landers, my Psychology instructor, implied how sex can be a vital part of our existence. He keeps on repeating that idea every time we are talking about needs, and wants, and pleasures. And he repeated it now for the hundredth time, I guess. He's right. Sex can be good, but I belong to the minority of people who don't care about that, not because I haven't experienced it but because I know that somehow it can ruin our lives. Really. It's been a month since school started, and I am so thankful that I was able to get through the stressful times of the previous academic years. Those years prepared me to confidently face the upcoming academic challenges. And now, I am in the third-year level, closer to the finish line, with nothing but hopes and dreams that someday I will become a chef and a writer at the same time. While Mr. Landers kept on talking, I shifted my gaze outside the window, and someone caught my attention. A girl, whose tears sparkled when struck by the subtle light of the twilight, was facing a guy with a dragon tattoo on his neck. I was in the middle of formulating my own explanation about what's happening between the two strangers when the girl slapped the guy so hard in the face, leaving a pinkish mark. Then I was right. It's a lover's thing. I hate seeing scenes like this, but I want to rewind the part when the girl slapped the guy. It's so satisfying to watch, at least for me. I could watch it all day. "Ms. Reyes, can you tell me what G-spot is? " Mr. Landers asked, pinning his gaze to me. I could hear elicited waves of laughter increasing, then decreased as I stood up. My knees were trembling and my hands were shaking, not because I don't know what G-spot is, but because it's my...

Eva felt like her life could not get any more miserable. Their robotics lab was blown up, which took the life of her beloved fiancé. Her parents sent her to a safe house, but she felt like she was a prisoner. She could not see the world outside. She missed her old life, and she was desperate to be fucked by a man! Of course, she had tried to escape, but V, her cyborg bodyguard, always gets in the way! Eva never felt frustrated before. If only her emotionless guard knows how to pleasure a woman like her... *************** V: My Valentine I. This loneliness is killing Eva. She could not appreciate the clear, blue sky as she laid on the grass. She had no one to run to anymore. This wasn’t her life before. It only changed after the chaos in their company. Their laboratory was blown up, and her family’s nemesis even tried abducting her. To ensure her safety, Eva’s parents sent her to a place until such time that their lives would go back to normal again. And the only way is to eliminate their enemies. It was a devastating moment for Eva. The explosion took Vince’s life, her fiancé. He was the top engineer in their robotics company. But he’s gone, and Eva wasn’t sure what living is for anymore. Their world revolved around each other. Vince left, and he’s never coming back. They said that time heals all wounds. But when he died, a part of Eva went with him to the grave. Eva wiped the tear that fell from her eye. She missed him every single day and every single night. She missed the way he loved her and how it felt so good whenever they are locked in a passionate embrace. “Vince…” She missed his touch, his lips on hers, his manhood between her thighs, and his unconditional love. Why did he have to leave her? She could live without all the luxury. But without Vince in her life… Who will fulfill the yearnings of her body now? She wanted to escape even for a while. She hasn’t seen a normal human being for a long time now. She could not have fun with her friends anymore. No matter how her parents tell her that everything for her safety, Eva could not help feeling like a prisoner. Her guards were all strict. After all, they were not human. They would never understand how miserable she was. She wanted some real company. She wanted to be in the arms of a real man even if it means having a one-night stand with a stranger. In that way, she would not feel any attachment, and she won’t get hurt again. Eva’s hand traced the curve of her body, drawing circles and lines on h...

She was just an innocent, simple and village living girl. She wanted nothing but to help her mother. Her only motive to do anything for her mother's happiness. They were trapped in their own made darkness. They accepted that darkness as their fate and was living in it. They were ruthless, rules lover and womanizers. Until a ray of light entered their lives. What will happen when they kept on finding their comfort in that light without caring about that light's peace. Will they be able to cage that light the way they wanted or will eventually lose it because of their reckless actions.-------- WARNING............... It's a dark romance story. Have violence and forced love. If your not comfortable with a woman being sexually intimidated with more than one man then kindly skip this story. *************** Their Caged Light [BTS Maknae Line FF] Characters v Park Jimin (The oldest among the brothers. ) Most short temper among the brothers. Can't control his anger if something pisses him off. Hates if women touch him. Aggressive in his actions. Cruel and loves playing with knives. Most dangerous with weapons so better not mess with him when he has something in his hands. Kim Taehyung (Second oldest among brothers. ) Most calm among the brothers. Hates when someone lies. You can say that he's the most dangerous among the brothers when he's angry. Love torturing people with his psycho twisted ways. Hates rejection from the things he liked either they are humans or mare objects. Has the sliest mind among brothers. Best in manipulating people. Jeon Jungkook . (Youngest among brothers) A crazy fan of tattoos. His half of the body is filled with only dangerous tattoos. But what made him crazy is he likes to carve deep tattoos in his victim's body before killing them ruthlessly. Most dangerous among brothers when it comes to punishments. Loves painful screams of his prey. He also has a short temper but not as bad as his oldest brother. His beautiful smile is a sign of someone's doom. Lee Ciana (Reader)(22 Years old) The only daughter of her mother. Half Italian and half Korean. Her mother was Korean and her father Italian. She lost her father in her childhood and her mother did everything to make her every wish come true. Her only motive is to give her mother a beautiful and peaceful life. _____________________________________ Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung aren't blood related brothers in this ff. I will explain about their lives when the ff will start. Again. Kindly if you're uncomfortable with a woman being intimated with more than one man then please skip this story. It's not for you. It is strictly dark. Full of violence and 18+story. It's on hold till the end of Yes, Master or Untameable. ____________________________________ Th...

Emma Spears is an ordinary cartoonist, who lives a common life by publishing manga and cartoons. Unexpectedly, Kevin Jackson, the honourable lord and powerful CEO, suddenly came and imprisoned her to ask for his baby that he insisted she gave birth to three years ago, but she herself never knew that she’d ever had a baby. The arrogant lord and president and the ordinary cartoonist are thus surprisingly intertwined by the non-existent child. In order to prove she did not keep his baby and escape from his prison, she signed an unequal contract with Kevin that before she could prove herself, she must follow his orders without rebelling. However, before she got the clue, he had already been attracted by her. Asking for his baby then became an excuse to keep her around. All he wanted turned out to be her heart. But, how could he win her heart? It seems to be a long journey... *************** Greetings to Demon Chapter 1 Where Is My Baby Located in the suburban area, the magnificent splendid Empire Castle stood in the forest, exuding a sense of mystery. Hot. It is so hot that one couldn't even breathe. In the English-style bed, a young girl was sleeping. Her beautiful delicate body was covered with a gorgeous white yarn, while dense sweat was slowly dripping down her beautiful face and finally fell on her thin lips. The sweat on her arms had already wetted her clothes, perfectly outlining the shape of her body. "Eh, I feel hot... " Emma groaned as she was woken up from deep sleep. At her first glance, she saw a luxury yet unknown room, with a 14th-century western oil painting on the wall swaying in her unclear sight. Where was she? She looked around unconscionably. She saw a man with a slender figure sitting on the corner sofa, with his long white fingers shaking the wine glass gracefully. "Who are you? Why is it so hot here? Could you please turn off the heater? " Emma didn't realize that her voice was so weak as if she was badly sick. It was too hot. "If you dare continue to sleep in this way, I'll make it 88 degrees centigrade to steam you alive! " A man's voice sounded in the hot room. His arrogant and insolent attitude was terrifying. "... " Steamed alive? What did he mean? Emma was a bit confused. Her sweat fell on her eyes, blocking her gaze. She could hear his footsteps clearly. She lifted her hands to wipe the sweat off her eyes, and then unbuttoned the buttons, exposing her delicate collarbone. When she looked forward, she met a falcon-like gaze. The man stood in front of her bed. His legs were straight and long. His white shirt shaped his tall figure. Two buttons on his neckline were loosened. Looking up, it was a handsome charming face. The chiseled facial features, dark eyebrows, deep eyes, and the thin half open lips under his straight nose, made him look very sexy. Although the room was quite hot, there was no sweat on...

No digest~Not a father's daughter. Not a sibling's sister. Not a lover's love. And may be even not a mother's offspring. Every relationship played it heavy on her, so did fates. The last straw jabbed through her heart and threw her off the cliff. Now, who is to be blamed? Family? Friends? Love? Or The fates? Camilla wanted to live but life was survival. She wanted a garden but life was battlefield. She carried a knife but it was a shoot out. She wanted hands to hold but it just pushed. She wanted happiness, but expectations just kill. Dive deep into the mind and life of a vulnerable Camilla , where all roads lead to disappointment/dead ends. After the last straw, will she walk another road or right into the dead end? Read further to find out. *************** The Shadow Prologue A young girl ran to her mother, crashed into her legs, and pleaded, “Mama, I’m sorry. ” She took a deep breath in and continued, “Please, Mama asks them not to take me away. I won’t be able to survive. I’m begging you, Mama. Ask him not to do this to me. I’ll apologize, Mama. But please, please ask him to stop this. Please, Mama. ” No sooner did she say this, two women held her arms and tried to carry her away. The naive child started screaming even louder, “Mama stop them, please. I beg you, Mama. Please, let me go. My life will be over, Mama. Please. ” She, somehow, managed to release herself from the two ladies’ hold and kneeled down. She begged the man. She held his legs and pleaded, expecting mercy, “I know very well that you hate me. But show some mercy, please. I had lost my mind at that time. I was a fool to do that. Please, do not let them take me. If they will take me, my dreams will burn down to ashes. I have worked very hard. Have mercy on my poor soul, I request you. Please don’t do this to me. I will walk out of your lives. I will never bother you ever again. Punish me. But do not let them take me, please. I will do anything you ask me to. Don’t send me away. Please. I will leave this place forever. I will never return. Please, let me go. Don’t cut my wings off, please. ” By the time she was done, tears were streaming down her face. Her eyes were swollen and the whites had a brighter shade of red. She joined hands and begged. But a stone never melts, so did the man’s heart. It did not melt. Not at all. The man stood like a statue carved in large stone. With hands folded and a serious ‘no-nonsense’ face, he looked in the front. Not once his eyes moved downwards, at the crying figure in front of him. The young girl looked at him, expecting some ounce of mercy. She, instead, saw an unmoved selfish statue, probably, wondering, “When are the women going to drag her out? ” Reality had struck her...

When Alyssa's boyfriend dumped her after a five-year-long relationship, little did she know that she was in for a toe-curling slow burn romance that turns into a wild ride with another guy from another time. Through a bizarre phenomenon, she wakes up as Allena, a Celtic tribe chief's daughter in ~200 BCE. With secrets to keep, adventures to go on, and a man to love, a timeless heartwarming love story spanning tens of centuries unfolds as the tides of destiny bring two fated, star-crossed lovers together. *************** Love without Time Limits The Accident   I ran as fast as I could. The clopping of the hooves grew closer and closer.     It was a quiet, moonless night with an all-devouring deep fog. I ran off the dirt path, into the forest. The thick tree canopies made it harder to see and I fell a few times.     Clip! Clop! Clip! Clop!     I considered climbing a tree and staying put for the night but as I stood up from the ground, I could see a silhouette of the horse with a man not too far away.     "YOU THINK YOU CAN ESCAPE ME? " I heard him roar from afar.     I continued to run frantically. My lungs and throat were burning as I pushed myself harder. I could see a vague outline of his body now. Fog enveloped his defined muscles and yet his intense rage was visible.     Thud!     I tripped over tree roots and heard the hoofbeats slow down.     My heart beat erratically as his horse slowly circled me. I was scared stiff to stand up. He patiently waited for his prey without saying a word. He didn’t really have to say anything as I could feel the obvious waves of anger radiating from him.     When I did not budge for what seemed like a long time, he leaned down from the horse to grab my arm, and before I knew it, his arm reached around my waist. In one quick scoop, I was on his horse. He placed me sideways and my shoulder dug into his chest.     The horse broke into a gallop blurring all the trees around us.     "Please slow down," I begged him.     He looked straight ahead ignoring my words.     I lifted my eyes to get a good look at him but he towered over me and all I could see was his strong lightly bearded jawline. Without thinking, I ran my hand over his rugged face to stroke his beard.     He clenched his jaw and I quickly withdrew my hand.     I felt a tingling sensation take over my body. Sitting so close and not touching him was insufferable.     Fatigue and sleep were slowly taking over me as I shivered from his coldness and the moist fog around us...

“Why do you defy me, little dove?” He demanded and Desire was torn. Torn between pleasing her Master and bending one of the rules holding their region together. His blue eyes bored into hers for a while before Desire finally looked away again, waiting for her judgement, her dead judgement for breaking a rule “The first option is to have you killed by hanging, the second one is to send you to the Harem while the third one is to make you my private maid and you’re the only person who has the privilege of this rare chance. So, my dear little Dove, what do you say?” “I’ll pick the first option, let me die at stake or by hanging. Whichever option suits you, My lord but please just let me die a quick death” Desire has only one wish and that was to be finally able to stop being a slave but things turned out the wrong way for her as she became a favorite of the prime minister. *************** His Personal Maid The Court Lady Desire’s POV Desire stared at the mirror in front of her, observing her curves and how long her legs had grown since she clocked 18, two years back. How time flies! She smiled at the memory of her eighteenth birthday that also happened to be her first day out of the mansion ever since she was brought by the master of the house. Every year, a new girl is brought to the mansion as a slave and gradually ranks up to a servant till she becomes a house maiden which is the highest rank ever held by a slave girl. The slave is the lowest rank in the mansion and it’s usually held by a set of girls who were brought from the southern part of their region that is plagued by poverty, diseases and hunger. The servant rank is usually for girls who had served the house for more than four years, they’re believed to have more experience and insight on how to please the master. While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a house maiden. She longed for the outside world and would love to fulfill her dream of becoming a nurse rather than stay in the mansion and become a house Maiden. She had always wanted to learn under the great physician and become a helper or a nurse under his service. ‘From Slavery to slavery’ her subconscious self reminded her. She hissed at the sudden thought that came to her head....

No digest~[Warning: 18+ content. Not suitable for young readers] " Of all Equations that I answered, you're the one who's difficult to answer Hydra. I can't propose a proper conclusion and data. Love does break me into pieces.." Haru Kanae Del Valle, a 3rd year college student. He's a Bachelor of Science in Chemistry in Tsukimi University. It's one of the prestigious school in Japan, and in the whole Asia and in the Philippines. He came from the family of business man & CEOs, his grandfather wanted him to take business in college but he declined him because he had his own dreams to do on his own.He's very intelligent, he can solve everything when it comes to experiments, but one day, a first year Music Major Hydra Celine Flores decided to make his world upside down.Will he escape her unconclusionable love? *************** Love in the Equations [#HEART BREAKING SERIES PROLOGUE A U T H O R ' S N O T E : ~ Before reading, I want to remind everyone a few things. Love in the Equations is a 18+ content. It may contain smut, mature themes, that is not suitable for young readers. Sa may mga naka experience ng crush, one sided love eto po ang para sa inyo. Sabay-sabay tayong umiyak at kiligin. Sana po support niyo din po hihi. D I S C L A I M E R: ~ The names, events, places, and happenings are only made by the author's imagination. Don't take this seriously. This story is about Haru Kanae Del Valle, a intelligent guy from BS Chem/ Bachelor of Science in Chemistry in Tsukimi University, a guy who can almost solve any kind of equations in his experiments. After all, he is a president of the Science club but can he really evaluate the equations kapag ang puso na niya kapag dating kay Hydra? ~ 18+ content ~ Plagiarism is a crime. No parts of this story may re-produce without the author's permission. I wrote this for weeks at if ever may magtatangka man, mahiya kayo. This work is mine alone. I hope everyone understands it, thank you. Anyways, enjoy everyone. written by: MissNerdyGirl20 All rights reserved 2020 Copyright MissNerdyGirl20 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ #Love in the Equations "Tabi diyan Abi. Ako sa pwesto mo. " Banggit niya and Abi only rolled her eyes because she knew that Hydra wanted to be in front para masulyapan ang crush niya. It was Science Club Celebration today. And right now, Haru is about to do rubik's cube. Well, sa talino niya then there's no doubt that he can do it. Hydra only knew him unexpectedly. When he is broken hearted when she saw him outside and when he is suffering and ever since that day she can't get him off her mind. Halos todo palakpak si Hydra when she saw Haru managed to fix the rubik's cube in just few seconds. Napailing na lang si Cali, "Psh, hindi rin halatang crush mo si Mr. Chemistry student ah," Sa...

"He's mine, William," said the messy hair guy, "I met him first." "Oh yeah? But I slept with him first. So he is mine, Oliver," said a brushed up hair guy in a tailor-made navy-blue suit. "Err..." Luca looked between the two handsome men who, besides the style of clothing, looked precisely identical. His jaws dropped open, wondering what he had gotten himself into. Can one person accept two loves coming at him at the same time? Can he just be THEIRS? Can the three of them settle with OURS? *~ [WARNING: This book contains EXPLICIT MATURE (18+) scenes] ~* Luca finds himself stuck with two billionaire twin brothers, resulting in a hot and steamy threesome. He doesn't know there are two of them at first, meaning; he has absolutely no clue that he has been dating two people simultaneously. When the truth is revealed, he knows it is too late. There is no backing out from the grasp of these rich and handsome billionaire twins. *************** Threesome With The Billionaire Twins CH -1- WARNING: This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting in a stable pace, watching her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with lewd sound. "Emm... ooh... ahh... you're so good," she clung to my sweaty shoulders as if her life depended on it. Oh well, maybe it was. I was the one to decide whether I should give the heavenly moment to her. I was in full control to do the call. Either now or later. "Well, what.. do you... expect? I'm an... expert, sexy," I said through my rapid breath. "Oh, honey, you're so cute," she giggled and lifted her face to kiss me. Suck, if using the right term. We passed the stage of kissing already. Our lust could no longer withstand taking things slow. I could feel her saliva coated not only my lips but to the tip of my nose. It made me wonder just how big her mouth was. Could she swallow my entire head if she wanted to? I had to hurry then. With my lower half still connected to hers in the same intimate position, I picked up the pace without giving a warning. My hand slithered down her naked body, tracing the curvy side and counting each rib cage along the way before resting on her lower back. I moved further down from the bone to a fleshy area where two squishy buns were rubbing against the white sheet. They were cold a few seconds ago, but the friction had warmed them up, sending me good feelings as I slid my hand under there and lifted them to rest on my palms. The movement allowed me to venture deeper into the warm cavern, giving out sensory pleasure not only to me but also to the girl as she gasped into my mouth. I could feel her inner wall squeezing my blade, resisting to let go. Not that I wanted to leave. Not yet. With her body in my hand now, I took advantage of our position. I pull...