Xena RemingtonI spent the whole day with a smile on my face, replaying last night's dinner with Axel in my mind. He had been so kind, and being around him felt so effortless. It was a stark contrast to my usual experiences with men, where conversations often felt like a struggle.With Axel, even silence held a certain charm. It was as if we understood each other on a different level, without the need for constant words. I couldn't help but wonder if I had put too much pressure on our interactions initially. Maybe I had rushed into things, hoping for a deeper connection before it naturally developed.As I hummed a tune while cooking my favorite meal, the doorbell started ringing insistently. It was unusual for someone to visit at such a late hour. I speculated it could be Zara, seeking more insights into the Lancasters and our possible strategies to handle them. Or perhaps it was Axel? Panic fluttered in me at the thought of meeting him in my current state—a baggy, bleach-stained T-sh
Xena Remington"Really? You two are not together?" Tiffany's disbelief dripped from her words, while I continued to be the focus of their attention."No? I mean, no, right? Are we? No. We are not," I stammered, growing a bit flustered as their intense gazes made me question my own words.Axel was about to respond, but suddenly a car pulled up outside, screeching to a halt in my backyard. The three of us leaned closer to the open door to see who the reckless driver was, and to our surprise, it was Jace, Tiffany's brother. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his over-the-top appearance – dressed entirely in black, complete with a large black overcoat. Every inch of him screamed wealth and fashion.Why was he here? Did Axel call him?"Hello, ex-brother-in-law! How's Georgina?" Jace chimed in with a mischievous smile, clearly aware that mentioning his sister-in-law would provoke some kind of reaction from Axel."Shut up. Take your sister and get out of here," Axel growled, his irritation
Xena RemingtonI woke up the next morning feeling a mix of emotions. The events of last night still lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake off the heaviness that came with it. I knew that the world Axel and I were navigating was far from ordinary, and encounters like the one with Tiffany were a stark reminder of that reality.As I got ready for the day, I couldn't help but replay our conversation in my head. Tiffany's words had stung, even though I tried to brush them off. Her accusations about me being a temporary presence in Axel's life had struck a nerve, igniting my insecurities.Heading to work, I decided to distract myself by focusing on my tasks. Zara was already at the office when I arrived, her face a mix of concern and curiosity. "Are you okay?" she asked as soon as she saw me.I sighed and shrugged. "Last night was... intense. Tiffany showed up at my door drunk and angry. It was a mess."Zara's eyebrows shot up. "Tiffany? As in Axel's ex?"I nodded, recounting the events
Axel Lancaster "I fucking missed you," I whispered against the cloth covering her chest and I felt her breath get ragged as the words left my mouth. I loved how I could affect her in such ways, it's almost flattering."Let's get rid of this." I ripped her shirt off catching her completely off guard but the way she was biting her lip I knew she liked it.My mouth began its assault on the exposed skin of her chest except for the area covered by her bra. I sucked harshly making sure I marked her and made sure she knew it. I stopped once I knew it was going to leave a mark. I looked at her, her eyes wide with her beautiful dilated pupils, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed crimson and her breath uneven."You're mine, do you understand doll?", I whispered hoarsely against her ear, my lips brushing against her skin ever so lightly.She moaned a little and rubbed her core against mine, making both of us groan at the friction. I leaned down and kissed her everywhere around her mout
Xena RemingtonMy world has been completely upended over the past month. Axel and I have been inseparable, and let's not even start about the physical chemistry between us—it's been like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Yet, amidst all this, we've avoided the deep talks, the serious conversations that make or break relationships. Instead, we've opted for laughter, adventures, and keeping the atmosphere as light as a summer breeze.But there's a whisper in the back of my mind, a voice that refuses to be silenced. It's the voice that asks, "What exactly are we?" and "What's the meaning behind all of this?" I can almost visualize my own overthinking brain armed with a megaphone, ready to disrupt these amazing moments with its nagging questions.For once, I wish I could just let things be. I wish I could allow myself to experience joy without instantly translating it into a series of definitions and labels. It's almost comical how my mind threatens to unravel the very fabric of this newfo
Axel LancasterI received a call from one of the bodyguards I'd stationed near Xena's house to prevent any repeat of the Tiffany incident. I couldn't bear the thought of her waiting, potentially in danger, for me to arrive. Though Tiffany didn't come off as violent, I knew the truth – she was unpredictable. I had no doubt that Xena would never endanger anyone's life, not even my mother's, regardless of the circumstances.My aversion to Tiffany wasn't solely due to her actions against my mother; it was the realization that I didn't truly know the person I was planning to marry. The superficial charm and beauty had masked who she really was. The contrast with Xena was striking. With her, I could anticipate her words and actions. I had a clear sense of her capabilities and limitations. Even her surprises were delightful.Observing her from outside her house, I watched as she verbally lashed out at Jerold with an intensity that needed no further explanation. It was empowering to see her f
Emily WarnerI was depressed.I haven't gotten out of my bed for two days now. Going to sleep knowing that no man is attracted to me and that I am unlovable is now calming to me.I was ashamed, all my friends were in a happy relationship.I was happy for all of them but I hated how jealous I was. I just found out that Elizabeth and Victoria were pregnant, there is something going on with Danika and Jake, lastly Landon was also invested in a girl.And what am I doing you ask?I am sitting in front of the television every night with a bottle of wine and scrolling through happy engagement pictures of Hank Simmons.I lied to everyone, my family, friends and coworkers. I told them I am going on a trip to the Bahamas but what was I actually going to do? Sit in my bed, crying and making weird ass noises to express the pain I can't put into words.I think even my cat is worried about me now.Hank Simmons was the typical guy next door, he was my boss and I was blinded with so many love stories
Xena Remington "I can't believe the audacity of that man. He actually showed up here with flowers!" I ranted to Axel, who shook his head and busied himself with retrieving tea from a cabinet."Yeah, I think we might need to consider permanently removing him," Axel mused casually. I nearly choked on my saliva at his statement, coughing uncontrollably."Whoa, hold on a second! Axel Lancaster, you absolutely cannot do that. Can you please stop suggesting killing people?" I managed to sputter, glancing up at him as he continued to soothingly rub my back."It's just a precaution, doll," he explained, his touch oddly calming even though his words were anything but."How about we just start killing everyone who could statistically pose a threat? As a precaution, of course," I sarcastically retorted, raising an eyebrow at him."Now that's getting a bit ridiculous. Can you imagine how crowded my schedule would be with disposing of all those bodies?" he laughed, the humor in his eyes contrasti
Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph
Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers Anyway, follow whichever order you want, this is just a suggestion. Siya Rains As I wrapped up my class, I realized how distracted I was throughout it. I started teaching psychology at this well-known university three years ago. I was twenty-five years old when I had my first batch of students and I know as a teacher I am not supposed to have favourites but I did have one, Jimmy Miller. He was very smart and had recently got an internship at a recognized enterprise. But unfortunately things spiraled from there, the owner, Paul Scotts was actually a sadist, alcoholic asshole who liked beating peopl
Xena Remington Was I nervous? Yes. Was I excited? Yes.I was formally engaged today to the love of my life. I continued looking at the beautiful ring Axel had picked out. it was clear that he had asked Zara for some help and she had shown him the exact ring I wanted, I had also saved it on my pinterest board and I couldn’t believe that he got the exact same design and colour.Axel always goes all out for me.I looked around to find him as everyone around us was drunk and enjoying the engagement party but I couldn’t find Axel in the mix. His brothers were laughing and having a great time. Everyone was too busy to know where Axel was.As I headed out of the huge venue hall. I saw Axel heading towards the huge common area, which had big couches and a bar as well.“What are you doing here?” I ask Axel who is startled by my voice but just shakes his head a little to tell me he is fine, “Are you drunk? But you don’t drink?” I ask in a worried tone, “Axel, please tell me what’s going on?”
Axel Lancaster“So did you talk to your mom?” Xena asks me as she dries her hair with a towel, fresh out of the shower. My eyes immediately go down her body, looking at her ass as she tries to find the clothes she wants to wear in the closet.I breathe in harshly as she bends over making the small towel rise a little over her thighs almost to her ass, as she struggles to find a dress. I knew she was complaining about something in the background but I couldn’t do two things at the same time. To be fair, it was impossible to concentrate on anything when she was bent down in front of me.“Axel. Did you?” she asks me again as she waves her hand in front of my face as she walks up to me with a dress in her hand.“Yes of course. Why wouldn’t I?” I say as I look down at her chest, the towel doing barely anything to contain her breasts. “Axel, what did I ask you?” Xena whined as she grabbed my chin up and made me look into her beautiful big eyes.She is so cute when she is angry.“AXEL!!!”
Xena RemingtonSienna's announcement of the wedding date left me both excited and apprehensive. I knew Axel and I needed to have a conversation about this, but Sienna had made it clear that it was to be kept as a surprise. I respected her wishes, but my curiosity gnawed at me.As the days passed, the anticipation grew but couldn’t do anything about it.Then one afternoon, in the midst of a lazy day, I had taken a holiday to relax after a rush day at the office. As I was going through my mail, I found a mail sent to me by me?What the hell?My eyes widened as I looked at the wedding card. Uh-oh.I paced around nervously in the bedroom, knowing Axel is going to have some sort of a reaction to this, but to be fair, even I didn’t know that his mother has sent out wedding invitations.My bit my lip nervously as I heard a car pulling in the driveaway. It was three o clock in the afternoon and I am guessing Axel had rushed home after seeing the wedding car.I went downstairs to the living r
Xena RemingtonThe sunlit morning filled our cozy living room as I sipped on my coffee, my mind drifting through thoughts and plans for the day. The doorbell's unexpected chime broke through my reverie, and I glanced at the clock. It was still early."Who could that be?" I wondered aloud, setting my coffee down and heading to the door.As I opened it, my heart warmed at the sight of Sienna and Georgina standing there, both grinning mischievously."Surprise!" Sienna chimed, her eyes twinkling.Georgina added, "Hope we're not interrupting anything important."I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not at all. What brings you both here?"Sienna's grin widened as she held up her hands, revealing a wedding planner's portfolio. "We're here to help you plan your dream wedding, darling."My eyes widened, and a mix of surprise and nervousness bubbled up within me. We had discussed this plan, Sienna and I, but seeing it unfold in front of me was both exciting and slightly intimidating.Before I could fu
Xena RemingtonThe evening of the hosted dinner had finally arrived, and as I stood by the entrance, welcoming both the Lancaster and Remington families, I was in disbelief over the fact that this is actually happening. I never thought I would be hosting a family dinner in my billionaire boyfriend’s penthouse. I always thought I would have the worst family gatherings because Jerold or Fiona would always cause a scene somehow.The Lancasters arrived, led by Sienna, who looked beautiful as ever. It made me happy to see her getting along with my mother so much, they seemed to get along well. As our families exchanged polite greetings, Fiona lingered at the back, her disinterest palpable.I watched her closely, curious to see her reaction as she laid eyes on Axel. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy when her indifferent expression shifted into something more intrigued the moment she saw him.Axel shook hands with my parents, sharing a few friendly words, but when he came to Fion
Xena RemingtonLying in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp enveloping us, I felt a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The echoes of yesterday's family dinner still resonated in my mind, and I knew I had to talk to Axel about it.Shifting my gaze to him, I sought refuge in his warm eyes. "Axel, can we discuss what happened yesterday?"His concern was palpable, his touch a soothing caress against my cheek. "Of course, Xena. I sensed there was something on your mind."Summoning my courage, I began, "My family really loved the house, especially my parents. It made me feel proud and happy, but..."His reassuring smile encouraged me to continue. "But what's been bothering you, love? You know you can share anything with me."Inhaling deeply, I released my thoughts, "its Fiona. I can't shake off this worry that she might try to flirt with you or create tension. She's always had this way of getting under my skin. I just... I don't want her to ruin what we have."His eyes softened, h
Xena Remington The decision to reveal my relationship to my parents had been weighing heavily on my mind since my conversation with Sienna at the party, where the topic of marriage came up. I was well aware that springing such news on my parents out of the blue wouldn't be wise, and I felt the urgency to tell them about Axel sooner rather than later.As each day passed, the knot of anxiety in my stomach tightened. How could I explain to my parents that I was dating a man from the Lancaster family, a name that my mother used to evoke fear when I was younger?After several days of nervously pondering the situation, I concluded that I needed to broach the subject when I gift them the house. To that end, I extended an invitation to my entire family for a weeklong visit to the city, hoping to gather the courage needed for this important conversation."Your house is truly beautiful, sweetheart. I'm incredibly proud of all your achievements, and I'm thrilled that you've moved on from Jerold.