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HEARTBREAKER slow and sweet
Excitement and alarm surged through Evelyn’s entire being, clashing like fire and ice. If his hands had the power to send waves of electricity skimming over her skin, then his words had done worse—igniting a wildfire within her, burning her from the inside out.A silent warning echoed in the recesses of her mind, a desperate reminder of her resolve, but her body—traitorous, weak, and desperate—pretended not to hear it. Oh, dear lord, help her…Michael’s hands, those hands that had already unraveled her self-control too many times, moved with an unhurried purpose. They glided over her skin, stroking, teasing, but never where she truly ached for his touch. She bit down on her lower lip, the tension coiling inside her like a beast waiting to be unleashed. She had to stop herself—not just from moaning, but from letting her lips betray her, from begging him for more. And God, she was so close to doing exactly that.The sound of rushing water ceased as Michael turned off the shower, the sud
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-10HEARTBREAKER 1
Isabelle, a beautiful young woman in her twenties, stands at 5'7" with flawless skin. Her curves turn heads, but she ignores the attention, focused on her dream of becoming a company specialist. This ambition has put her at odds with her family, who want her to pursue a more traditional career. Alone on a New York City street, Isabelle struggles to contain her anger, replaying her father's disapproving face when she announced her career choice. She's always been passionate about computer science, exceling at programming and hacking since age five. But her family doesn't understand why she'd want to spend her time "playing with computers." Isabelle's determination and talent have made her a genius in her field, but her family's disapproval has left her feeling isolated and alone. She knows she needs to find a way to pursue her dreams without sacrificing her relationships with her loved ones. But for now, she's stuck on this street, feeling lost and unsure of what to do next.Isabe
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 2
"'Help!'The desperate cry echoed through the darkness.Blood spurted from his lips like a macabre fountain, painting his face with gruesome strokes. His body trembled, his eyes screwed shut in a futile attempt to block out the agony.Before him, a circle of sinister figures loomed, their red hoodies and black attire seeming to blend with the shadows like specters of death.The masks hiding their faces only added to the unsettling aura, making them appear as agents of some dark and malevolent force.The boss, seated in the chair, stood out from the rest. His icy blue eyes gleamed like frozen stars in the darkness.His black shirt and pants seemed to absorb the faint light, making him all but invisible except for those piercing orbs.The cigarette dangling from his lips cast a faint glow, casting an eerie light on the scene.The air was heavy with tension, the silence oppressive, as if the very darkness itself was watching and waiting...He closed in, the boss exhaled a stream of cigar
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 3
In the Haze Mansion, Bellvue Manor, a billionaire paradise, golden gates swung open to reveal a marble oasis. Crystal chandeliers and silk drapes shimmered in the light, and a sweeping staircase curved upwards to a master suite with a private balcony and panoramic views. Secret hideaways and art masterpieces awaited discovery, while outside, lush greenery and a private beach beckoned, promising serenity and luxury.The Haze family gathered in the majestic dining room, seating up to 10, where fine china, silverware, and crystal glasses sparkled. A fireplace crackled with a warm, golden flame, adding a cozy touch to the opulent space. The family's wealth and status were evident in every detail, from the intricate fresco on the ceiling to the rare artwork adorning the walls.Grandfather Haze, a distinguished gentleman with a silver mane and piercing blue eyes, sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding respect. Grandmother Haze, with a radiant smile and sparkling brown eyes, s
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 4
isabelle had spent the entire day lounging in bed, only stirring when stacy brought her breakfast. but now, with the day wearing on, she finally roused herself to prepare for her evening date. with a yawn, she tossed off the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed, her bare feet dangling in the air.a knock at the door broke the silence, followed by stacy's cheerful voice. 'come in!' isabelle called out, her tone languid. stacy entered, her eyes fixed disapprovingly on her friend. 'when will you finally get out of bed, you lazy potato?' she teased, shaking her head at isabelle's prolonged sulking. isabelle retorted with a playful jab, 'i'll get up soon, mom!' stacy's expression turned quizzical. 'mom?' isabelle exaggerated her sarcasm, throwing her hands up in mock frustration. 'can't you tell i'm being sarcastic?' stacy chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. 'oh, you're sarcastic, huh?' she teased, her tone laced with humor. isabelle feigned sadness, 'you're
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 5
Isabelle's nerves were on edge as she struggled to comprehend the bizarre situation she found herself in. Collins, her supposed date, sauntered back to his seat with an infuriating grin plastered on his face."Don't mind me, pookie. I noticed you were nervous, so I decided to uplift the mood." His piercing blue eyes seemed to gleam with amusement, making her skin crawl.Isabelle's mind raced as she focused on the food in front of her, refusing to look at him. Did he really think his antics would calm her nerves or intensify her anxiety? She screamed silently, her thoughts a jumbled mess."Um..." Collins cleared his throat, his voice dripping with confidence. "So, Izabelle tell me about yourself." He said . "It is Isabelle," she corrected, wondering why he kept making that mistake. "I thought I had already told you everything about me, except that you're not the man I was chatting with... Are you Max?" Isabelle finally asked the question that had been bugging her since the beginning
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 6
Literal chills ran through Isabelle's body as she set her eyes on the water god, Collins, rising majestically from the water. His black hair fell to his face, and droplets of water glistened on his well-toned and chiseled body. She gazed at his tattoos, her eyes tracing the intricate designs from his neck down to his left arm. He looked even more gorgeous and breathtaking than yesterday.Isabelle scolded herself, "Stop drooling and run!" But her feet seemed rooted to the spot. Just then, she heard voices approaching. Panic set in, and she tried to flee, but Collins' voice halted her."Done staring, pookie?" His enigmatic voice echoed around the vast building, making Isabelle's heart race. She wondered how he had seen her. The guards arrived, and Collins instructed them to bring her to him. Isabelle struggled, but they overpowered her, carrying her back to their boss.Collins stood up, water dripping from his body, his intimidating icy blue eyes scanning her. His huge frame overshadowe
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15HEARTBREAKER 7
The headquarters of the notorious Blood Axe mafia was a fortress of luxury and intimidation, nestled in the heart of the city's underworld. The exterior was a nondescript high-rise, blending into the urban landscape like a ghost. But once past the heavily guarded entrance, a different world unfolded.A lavish lobby with marble floors and crystal chandeliers led to a private elevator, which whisked visitors away to the upper floors. The walls were adorned with priceless artwork, and the air was thick with the scent of cigar smoke and fine whiskey. A majestic axe, symbol of the Blood Axe family, hung proudly above the reception desk, its blade gleaming in the light.The inner sanctum was a sprawling complex of offices, meeting rooms, and lounges, all lavishly decorated and equipped with state-of-the-art technology. The Blood Axe logo, a silver axe head with crimson edges, was emblazoned on every available surface, a reminder of the organization's power and reach.The boss's office was a
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HEARTBREAKER Anger
The soft glow of lanterns bathed the grand chamber in golden light, flickering against the darkened windows. A heavy silence loomed, broken only by the steady rhythm of breathing. Kiara sat by the bedside, her hands resting gently over the cold fingers of the man lying before her. Verion’s chest rose and fell with a fragile rhythm, as if his very existence was hanging by a thread. Then—his breath hitched. A sharp inhale. His fingers twitched under Kiara’s touch. She straightened instantly, her eyes wide. "Verion?" A deep groan escaped his lips as his eyelids fluttered open. His golden irises, once sharp and full of knowledge, now held nothing but confusion. He blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim light, before his gaze settled on her. His brows furrowed. "Who... are you?" The words hit Kiara like a punch to the chest. Her heart squeezed painfully as she searched his face, looking for any sign—any trace of recognition. "Verion, it's me," she whispered, tightening her grip on his
HEARTBREAKER call
A suffocating silence settled between them, thick with unanswered questions. The night air was cold, but Isabelle felt nothing but the burning weight of Collins’ words pressing against her chest. Bound. Trapped. No escape. The words rang in her head like church bells tolling her doom. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to stand tall. “I don’t believe you,” she said, her voice sharper than she felt. “I don’t believe in any of this binding nonsense.” Collins didn’t even look surprised. He simply tilted his head, watching her with something close to amusement. “That’s the thing, pookie. It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not.” The doors to the mansion creaked open. A tall man in a dark suit stepped forward, his face eerily blank. “Welcome home, sir. The preparations have been made.” Preparations. A chill ran down Isabelle’s spine. Collins turned back to her, his expression unreadable. “Shall we?” She took a step back, every ins
HEARTBREAKER veron
The soft glow of lanterns bathed the grand chamber in golden light, flickering against the darkened windows. A heavy silence loomed, broken only by the steady rhythm of breathing. Kiara sat by the bedside, her hands resting gently over the cold fingers of the man lying before her. Verion’s chest rose and fell with a fragile rhythm, as if his very existence was hanging by a thread.Then—his breath hitched. A sharp inhale. His fingers twitched under Kiara’s touch.She straightened instantly, her eyes wide. "Verion?"A deep groan escaped his lips as his eyelids fluttered open. His golden irises, once sharp and full of knowledge, now held nothing but confusion. He blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim light, before his gaze settled on her. His brows furrowed."Who... are you?"The words hit Kiara like a punch to the chest. Her heart squeezed painfully as she searched his face, looking for any sign—any trace of recognition."Verion, it's me," she whispered, tightening her grip on his hand.
HEARTBREAKER Bound
A suffocating silence settled between them, thick with unanswered questions. The night air was cold, but Isabelle felt nothing but the burning weight of Collins’ words pressing against her chest.Bound.Trapped.No escape.The words rang in her head like church bells tolling her doom.She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to stand tall. “I don’t believe you,” she said, her voice sharper than she felt. “I don’t believe in any of this binding nonsense.”Collins didn’t even look surprised. He simply tilted his head, watching her with something close to amusement. “That’s the thing, pookie. It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not.”The doors to the mansion creaked open.A tall man in a dark suit stepped forward, his face eerily blank. “Welcome home, sir. The preparations have been made.”Preparations.A chill ran down Isabelle’s spine.Collins turned back to her, his expression unreadable. “Shall we?”She took a step back, every instinct screami
HEARTBREAKER escape
The Wedding TrapThe car moved steadily through the darkened streets, leaving behind the glittering lights of the wedding hall. Isabelle sat rigid, her breath shallow, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might crack her ribs. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to run—but there was nowhere to go. Not yet. Not until she understood what Collins had done.The weight of his words lingered in the air like a storm cloud. The rules have activated, cookie.She clenched her fists. “Collins, if you don’t explain what’s going on, I swear I will make your life a living hell.”Collins let out a low laugh, rubbing his temple as if her voice was the real source of his headache. “You’re cute when you’re mad,” he mused.“Try furious.”“Try trapped.” His voice turned flat, void of the drunken playfulness from earlier. His dark eyes flicked toward her, and for the first time that night, she saw something cold lurking beneath them.Isabelle swallowed, but she refused to let him see her fear. “
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Collins attempted to focus on her, his expression a mix of regret and defiance. "None of your business, pookie," he slurred. Isabelle's jaw dropped in disbelief, but before she could respond, Collins staggered up to the altar. The officiant, looking uncomfortable but dutiful, stepped forward to proceed with the ceremony. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..." the officiant began, but his voice was drowned out by the shocked murmurs of the crowd. Isabelle felt a wave of nausea and dread wash over her as Collins took her hand, his grip unsteady. She could barely focus on the words being spoken, her mind racing with confusion and fear. "Do you, Isabelle, take Collins to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?" the officiant asked. Isabelle hesitated, glancing at the crowd. Her mother, Stacy, and Kelvin all looked at her with worry etched on their faces. She took a deep breath and n
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The officiant nodded respectfully and stepped aside. Isabelle took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. The guests began to move toward the reception area, their whispers a constant reminder of the humiliation she was enduring. She felt a mixture of relief and frustration, knowing that she had no choice but to wait for Collins' explanation. Vivian and the other family members stayed close, their faces a mix of concern and curiosity. Isabelle's mother and Stacy flanked her, offering silent support as she tried to navigate the emotional storm brewing inside her. "I can't believe this is happening," Isabelle muttered to Stacy, who gave her a sympathetic smile. "I know it's hard, but we have to trust that Collins has a good reason," Stacy replied. "And remember, we're here for you no matter what." Isabelle nodded, though the knot of anxiety in her stomach refused to loosen. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The day had been a whirlwind of emotio
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Minutes turned into hours, and yet Collins never appeared. The murmurs from the crowd began as quiet whispers, but soon they grew louder, filling the grand wedding hall with a low hum of gossip and speculation. Isabelle stood at the altar, her heart pounding and her mind racing with confusion and dread. She could feel the stares of the guests, their eyes boring into her with judgment and pity. "What is this man doing?" Isabelle muttered under her breath, her voice trembling. She tightened her hands around the small bouquet she held, the knuckles turning white from the pressure. She felt like she was standing on the edge of a precipice, the ground beneath her feet threatening to give way at any moment. The grand doors of the hall opened, drawing everyone's attention. Isabelle turned to see a group of rich-looking people entering. They carried an air of authority and wealth, their presence commanding immediate respect from those around them. Two older couples and a middle-aged couple wa
HEARTBREAKER 30
As Isabelle stepped into the grand wedding hall, her eyes fell upon the variety of people who had gathered to witness her union with Collins. The hall was a sea of elegant dresses and sharp suits, with the scent of fresh flowers mingling with the faint hum of conversation. The decorations were breathtaking, a testament to the care and attention that had gone into planning this day. Her gaze drifted over the crowd, and suddenly, she spotted two familiar faces that made her heart skip a beat. Her mother, dressed in a beautiful deep blue gown, stood next to her best friend, Stacy, who was wearing a stunning bridesmaid dress that complemented Isabelle's own bridal gown. The sight of them filled her with a rush of emotions—joy, confusion, and relief all mingling together. Isabelle's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't seen her mother or Stacy since she had been taken by Collins, and their sudden appearance here at her wedding was both bewildering and comforting. She had worried about them
