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He watched her in the distance, his mind clouded over in confusion. How could he, one of the coldest Alphas in the country, have a mate?The thought of having to take care of someone for the rest of his life haunted him. He always thought he was meant to run the most powerful pack that had no weaknesses; once his wolf becomes attached to hers, nothing can tear them apart. It is known to be the cause of the deaths of many great Alphas, and yet here he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from her.Her soft, shimmering lips stood out to him from across the clearing, occasionally being grazed by her soft, silky golden hair. Her delicate fingers brushed a strand from over her crystal blue eyes as they continued to gaze over the leather-covered book resting in the center of her lap.A soft breeze flowed over her bare shoulders, sending her scent right in his direction. A shiver traveled up his spine as his eyes rolled back into his head. A low growl erupted from his chest, wondering why she was all alone in an empty clearing. She seemed like a prize he had yet to win. (Complete

Ever since her parent's death, all Violetta had to face was bullying, torture, and abuse from her father's best friend, and his family who had taken her in after their execution. Framed and locked up for a crime she didn't commit, Violetta faced a brutal death at the hands of her best friend, and at the point of death, she requested a second chance at life. The moon goddess grants her request by sending her back three years before the incident that ruined her life completely. What happens when the weak, all-to-emotional Violetta changes into a daring and sassy she-wolf? What happens when the man who caused her so much pain suddenly wants her back? Without even realizing it, she's caught the attention of another powerful werewolf.

I stretched lazily on the bed, much like a contented kitten, before opening my eyes. Hovering above me was a face that could have been sculpted by the gods—a handsome, well-defined face with sun-kissed golden eyes. My first groggy thought was that Cara had finally brought home a decent, well-groomed man for a change. But…. Why is he in my room? I abruptly shoved him away, ending the spell. "Get off your asshole!" With a scowl on my face, I got up quickly. “Was personal space not mentioned by Clara, huh?” I spoke in an irritated tone. “Clara?” He turned and casually picked up some papers from a nearby table, settling down with an annoying smile. “And who might that be, if I may ask?” He doesn’t even remember her? Asshole “Well, if you must know, Clara—” I started, but my words faltered as something shiny caught my eye. What is..? Then my memories began to flood back. —it’s a damn golden sofa. Shit. Brain Freeze. ~~~ Growing up as the oldest kid on a Chicago farm was no picnic for Mary Johnson. Her folks, good ol' Mr. and Mrs. Becky Johnson, were salt-of-the-earth types, who worked hard on their small farm not far from the gritty backstreets of Chicago. They taught Mary and her siblings the value of hard work, self-value. But as much as Mary loved her family, she dreamed big, but those dreams took a backseat when she needed to step up and help support her family. Then, out of the blue, fate threw her a curveball. A chance in the US came knocking, and Mary didn't hesitate. And then she crossed paths with the Blacks – New York’s high society, dripping with wealth and power, who offered her a deal she couldn’t refuse.

"Don't you love this?" Isobel asked, undoing his pants. Cameron raised her up, pushing her ass on the table. He checked the bottom drawer and realised they were out of condoms. Completely mesmerised, he breath. "We can't do this. You don't want to get pregnant." She leaned closer to his body till her braless tits fell on his chest and her lips touched his ears. "I did something." She whispered. "Won't be giving birth for three months." She said. Cameron shifted back, taking his time to look in her eyes. He wanted to be sure she understood what she had done and was ready for it. Isobel smiled, need masqueraded her eyes. "Are you sure?" She nodded. Dipping her hand in his pants. She gasped as her hand fisted his, thick, hard dick. "I want this." "Good." Cameron said, taking his shirt off. "Because I'm going to fuck you." He roared and that instant, her dress ripped open. She enjoyed the sound of the tear. She enjoyed being vulnerable and naked in front of him. Her nipples hardened and his tongue enveloped it. "You're mine. And I'll make you remember that. Every. Damn. Time." "I know." She whispered, unable to think. Her hand roamed around his body till she felt his gun. Isobel gasped. Cameron held her little fingers, reading the look on her face. He stopped and pulled out without taking his eyes off her body. He spread her legs wide for him. She's so beautiful. That pussy is his. Cameron loaded the gun with a bullet and cocked it. Isobel flinched. The mouth of the gun grazed her pussy in ways she enjoyed. She moaned, biting her lips. He was fucking her with his gun. This is her dream come true.

[R] Restricted [Under 18 requires accompanying parents or adults guardian.] Kenaikan jabatan Nur menjadi kabar baik bagi anak dan istrinya. Tetapi sejak saat itu, masalah dan ancaman tidak pernah berhenti. Bisakah Nur mengatasi semua itu disaat dia menyaksikan keluarganya berantakan? Apakah dia mampu menyelamatkan keluarganya disaat nyawanya sendiri terancam?

When Grace's mother is brutally murdered by her father, her life is flipped. Sent to live in multiple group homes for four years before she is finally adopted. A Human girl adopted by the most ruthless Alpha what could go wrong? Can he keep her from knowing the truth or will it cause chaos? Will she become part of the Hunted too?

Maureen--seorang wanita malam di sebuah lokalisasi milik Sonya yang tak lain adalah ibunya sendiri. Sejak berumur 19 tahun, Sonya telah menjual keperawanan sang putri dengan harga cukup mahal, pada seorang pria yang selalu menjadi langganan di Sonya Vesta. Tak main-main, pria tersebut berani membayar hingga lima ratus juta rupiah. Sonya adalah mucikari bertubuh tambun, yang selalu memperlakukan pelacur-pelacurnya dengan kejam. Siapa saja yang mencoba kabur dari Sonya Vesta, maka bersiap lah untuk disiksa bahkan terancam ... mati! Namun di tempat lain, ada gadis bernama Marwah. Gadis manis berhijab lebar dan berwajah sangat mirip dengan Shafa, bahkan bak pinang di belah dua. Marwah hidup penuh dengan kasih sayang dan didikan religius. Dengan Ayah dan Bunda serta seorang kakak lelaki yang begitu sangat menyayanginya. Lalu, siapa kah Maureen, gadis malang yang hidup dengan penuh kekerasan di sebuah tempat pelacuran kejam? Kenapa wajahnya bisa sangat mirip dengan Marwah? Atau jangan-jangan, mereka kembar? Pecahkan teka-tekinya dengan terus mengikuti kisahnya yaa. Jangan lupa tinggalkan ulasan dan vote kamu setelah membaca.

When Helena Bale decides that a marriage is overrated, she decides to skip all the formalities and to get to what she really wants; an heir. Headstrong and determined to have her way, she convinces Alexander to abide by her contract. What she didn't count on is how emotional it will all get.

Anindya harus menerima kenyataan pahit bahwa orang yang paling ia cintai dan percaya ternyata telah menghianatinya. Padahal ia telah mengorbankan semua mimpinya untuk mengabdikan dirinya sebagai ibu rumah tangga. Nyatanya pernikahan yang sudah berjalan 5 tahun itu hancur dalam sekejap mata. Dia memilih untuk mundur daripada harus di madu. Ditengah keputusasaan, ia dipertemukan dengan seorang pemuda yang pada akhirnya mengerjar cintanya. Akankan Anindya membuka hatinya kembali setelah ia memutuskan untuk menutup pintu hati rapat-rapat? Bisakah ia bangkit dari keterpurukan dan mengobati trauma penghianatan? Haii....ini cerita baruku di GN. Beri dukungan kalian dengan rate bintang lima ya. Ikuti kisah Anindya sampai tamat ya. Terima kasih.

[ NOW ONGOING. ] ‘I can’t wait to make you mine, Lorelei.’ I read the text with a naughty smile. That’s Leo. The man I fell in love with via chat. I thought it was dumb to love someone you’ve never met, but look at me now. ‘I can’t wait for you to rip off my underwear.’ I texted and sent. Shivers ran down my spine while waiting for his response. Sexting through casual texts has become a thing I enjoy with him now. I bit my lips as I stared at our chat, anticipating. Just then, someone barged into my room. I put my phone down like I was doing something wrong. It was my mother. She has a worried look on her face. My father and stepmother walked in holding an envelope. I stared at them confused. “Pack your things and leave. You will get married on Thursday.” My father said cruelly. My brows creased and I tried to object but he held out the papers. “You don’t have a say in this Lorelei. I already sold you out.” What is he talking about? How can he arrange my own wedding? I knew I wasn’t my father’s favourite child, but this is next level hate. “Go and live with your husband. He bought you. And darling, there’s no turning back.” My stepmom added with a smile and threw the document on my bed. I picked it up and read the first page. ‘This contract seals the marriage between Ace Salvatore and Lorelei Stanley.’ Ace Salvatore? The man rumoured to be the devil himself.... My phone made a gentle ding and I looked at it. It was Leo. Tears cascaded my eyelids. How can I marry someone when I’m in love withsomeoneelse?