better luck next time doja cat

It has been said that romance can happen anytime, anywhere with the right person meant for you. Who would have thought that all this time, your destined person is just next-door? What happens when two stubborn hot-heads collide? An exchange of rated XXX letters and a whole lot of chaos!

Maya's life takes a turn when she moves to a new neighborhood with her abusive father and bedridden mother. On her first night there, she witnesses a violent brawl on the streets, and is shocked to discover that Liam Parker, her classmate, is her neighbor, and was the victim of the assault by his alcoholic father. Despite Liam's reputation as a strange and mysterious figure, Maya can't help but feel drawn to him. After accidentally seeing his vulnerable side, she begins to understand that there's more to him than meets the eye. However, Liam's response to Maya's concern is unexpected. Rather than opening up to her, he takes a disliking to her, making her feel like an unwelcome outsider. Despite his cold behavior towards her, Maya can't help but feel drawn to him, and she resolves to find out what's really going on behind his secretive demeanor. As she delves deeper into his world, she uncovers a series of dark secrets that threaten to tear them both apart.

We can't really control time, if time paused we can't really do anything about it. If the time starts to move again then take chances before it's too late. During their past life, they already know will come to an end. But a chance was given for them to live and find each other to love again.

When a young Investigative journalist gets a job in the city, she meets a secret killer who they both develop feeling for each other. What would happen when she gets a task to track the unknown killer and have crucial information about him? How would she react when she founds out he is a killer? Would he manage to kill her before his story goes viral?

Intending to propose to his girlfriend, Arsenio actually received insults, which ended up leaving him battered. Not only that, Arsenio was also almost drowned! Thinking he would just die, suddenly, a powerful mafia system appeared and was going to give him 10 Million Dollars for a mission! What will Arsenio do next?

The bedroom was dark, and I was holding my wife's hand, feeling like I wanted to do something a little daring. But as I moved her hand, she suddenly stopped me, her hand trembling slightly. When the movie ended and the lights came on, I was shocked to realize that the person beside me wasn't my wife, but our neighbor, Lesley Mendoza...

"What's your problem?" Morgana asked, frustrated. "You don't get it. You're like the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I seriously can't let you go. I mean it." Drake replied, his eyes scanning everything that would be his to explore after she says 'YES'. "You're being creepy, you know. Want us to get violent? Cuz I'm all for it." She wasn't loosing her cool now. Drake just chuckled at that. "You know there's a way to solve this." He said. She rolled her eyes, but he took it as a clue to move on. "Let me kiss you." "What!" "I'm serious. If you surrender yourself to me for five minutes and you don't feel like you want more of me, I will get off your back." He said, faking a serious expression. "You're crazy." "You're curious." "Shut up!" "Try it. The best way to get rid of me. Cool deal." He coarsed. After a few minutes of contemplating, she finally agreed, folding her arms across her chest and closing her eyes. How cute, he thought staring at her. "If you disturb me after this, then you're dead." She said, wondering why he hasn't gotten the clue that she's ready. ........... One minute..... Two...... Three....... Four..... five..... "Why did you stop?" Eyes misty and breath ragged, Morgana's gaze continued to hold his own. His smirk made her realized what had just transpired. Damn it! "Baby, five minutes are over. It's up to you now. Should I continue?" He asked, his hands still playing a few magic to keep her in mood. "There are so many stuff we would explore together. Believe me baby, you're gonna enjoy them." He added, seeing how she was about to get herself together. "You asshole!" She cursed. "What did I do?" "Go on." "Hmm?" "Kiss me." She glared at him, but reached for his lips this time. The damn CEO is a good kisser and this cat couldn't resist the temptation.

His smoldering golden gaze struck sparks from hers. “I wanted you the first time I saw you nearly three years ago. Now I want you even more.” “Me too... I've been waiting for this for so long… Three years might seem an eternity sometimes. Touch me, Diego. Please,” she mumbled shakily. “I will, 'cariño'… And I won’t stop. Not until you beg me to.” "Then... Don’t you ever stop…” she whispered urgently, shifting her hips in a restive movement against the sheet, wildly, wickedly conscious of the growing ache at the very heart of her. “Never…” "Is this a promise?" "A certainty." For sexy, mysterious Mexican aristocrat Diego Francisco Martinez del Río, Duque de Altamira, Jacqueline Maxwell was a gypsy, a weirdo living in awful conditions. And she was raising his orphaned baby niece in… a trailer! So unacceptable! Since she wasn’t giving up on little Azura, and his niece was very fond of her aunt, Diego offered to marry Jacqueline and raise the little girl together. Yes, she was poor but she was a real beauty, and with a little help, Jacqueline might become a perfect wife for a Duque. Graceful, beautiful... delightful, even. Jacqueline Maxwell knew Diego and his kind all too well. He was as stunning and charming as the devil himself, but twice as ruthless and heartless. He was just a playboy interested in one thing and one thing only. And it had nothing to do with little Azura. Still, accepting his proposal of a marriage of convenience might be the end to all her worries regarding the little girl left in her care by Alyssa, her sister...

“True pain doesn’t come from enemies, but from those we hold dear.” Twenty-one-year-old Charlie Rae learned this firsthand when the people she loved betrayed her. She vowed to cut them out of her life forever. But dropping out of the university wasn’t an option, and avoiding them on campus felt impossible. Her only escape? Moving in with Taylor West—her ex-boyfriend’s biggest rival and the school’s notorious bad boy. It was supposed to be a temporary fix, but as tensions rose and sparks flew, Charlie wondered: Did she truly escape her troubles, or was she about to make another mistake? *** “Let’s get this straight right now—we’re just housemates. You’re not my type, so don’t even think about taking advantage of me!” Charlie laid down the rules. However, one morning, Charlie woke up in Taylor’s room. His gray eyes locked onto hers as he smirked, his voice playful as he asked, “I thought I wasn’t your type. So, who’s really taking advantage of who?”

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