Kim Crawford Kickin It

BLURB "You drive me insane, Carla!" He growled, hoisting me on the desk. His lips brushed my jaw and my breath quickened when he slipped his fingers underneath my red dress. "Fuck, you are not wearing panties," He groaned, gripping my thighs possessively. I was filled with an unnerving amount of neediness and I had my fingers working on his belt in no time. "God, just fuck me already." I moaned, peering at him beneath my lashes. He muttered profanities under his breath, lifted me a little, and plunged into me swiftly. "Fuck!" I moaned, wrapping my legs around him to get more of what he was offering as he pounded into me, burying his head into my neck. "Mine!" He growled into my neck. ༆ Carla Jason and Dawson Walcott were the definitions of opposite attracts. Where Carla was naive—prim, innocent, and not ladylike, Dawson was the typical ruthless fuck-boy, who chased after anything in a skirt, especially the sexy ones. All his life, he had always hoped to meet his mate at his coronation ceremony of being the next Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, which was coming up in a few days but fate had other plans in store. Carla had walked in on him fucking another omega and she wasn't just a random omega to him. She was the omega he had always been in love with. Worse, she turned out to be his mate. Dawson knew how difficult it would be to make her his, given his history and what she had found out about him on the day he realized she was his mate. The complications weren't about to stop Dawson from claiming what was his before her twentieth birthday but was Carla going to allow herself to be vulnerable with a playboy?

BOOK ONE OF A SERIES Diana Rivera didn't just witness the man she loved stabbing her father to death but was also framed for it, fleeing her birthplace in the process. When she realized that she was pregnant with his child, she knew she was going to be a single mum but five years later, viral news was able to bring her information about her father's murderer and she finally saw the dreadful face of the man she now loathed with the intention of killing him and fleeing his palace alive. But what if it turns out that this was only a minor misunderstanding, and her existence had a lot more meaning than mere revenge, especially when the Alpha King is not only the father of her child but also her fated Mate? Will they be able to put their differences aside and give the five-year-old child the answer to the question she always asked anytime she saw the Alpha King on TV, "Mummy, who is that man?"

"มีฉันเป็นผัวคนเดียวมันไม่พอหรือไง ถึงอยากได้ไอ้แทคิณเป็นผัวเพิ่ม" ดีเทลตะเบ่งเสียงด้วยท่าทีโกรธจัด พร้อมกับดึงคนตัวเล็กเข้าหา "สงสัยพี่จะเข้าใจอะไรผิด คนที่ฉันรักคือพี่แทคิณ...พี่ใช่พี่" โรราเอ่ยมาเช่นนั่น แต่นั้นกับยิ่งทำให้ ดีเทลโมโหและโกรธหนักเข้าไปอีก คนตัวโตถึงกับกดคนใต้ร่างลงให้จมเตียงนอน "ฉันไม่สนว่าเธอจะรักใคร ตราบใดที่เธอเป็นของฉันๆ ไม่มีทางที่เธอจะเป็นของใครหน้าไหนทั้งนั้น" "คนเลว..." โรราเอ่ยด้วยเสียงอันโกรธจัด ดีเทลจ้องมองคนใต้ร่างด้วยความรู้สึกโกรธและโมโห "กับผู้หญิงสำส่อนอย่างเธอ ฉัน เลว...ได้มากกว่าที่เธอคิด" ดีเทลเอ่ยจบร่างสูงก็ระดมจูบคนดื้อ ที่แสนจะพยศไปทั่วทั้งใบหน้า "มะ...ไม่นะ พี่ดีเทล" โรราเอ่ยออกมาด้วยเสียงสั่น

Depois de um parto normal, eu fiquei com uma flacidez tal que a minha vagina nunca mais voltou a ser a mesma. Tudo ali embaixo parecia largo demais, vazio demais. O pênis do meu marido era pequeno e sem graça, e ele simplesmente passou a se recusar a fazer sexo comigo. Numa noite, quando meu sogro descobriu o que estava acontecendo, ele me lançou um olhar escuro e indecifrável. Algum tempo depois, ele me encurralou no banheiro, trancou a porta atrás de nós e murmurou, com a voz rouca, bem perto do meu ouvido, que o pau dele era grande demais. Grande o bastante para se encaixar perfeitamente em mim...

— Não faz isso… eu sou a esposa do seu amigo... Meu marido, depois de um acidente, tinha perdido a capacidade de ser homem na cama, e eu vivia chorando baixinho de madrugada. O amigo dele, vendo o meu sofrimento, ficou com o coração apertado. Até que, certa noite, ele subiu na minha cama em silêncio: — Vera, se você continuar usando esses brinquedinhos para se satisfazer, você vai acabar fazendo mal para o seu próprio corpo. Deixa que eu cuido de você. Quando ele terminou de falar, ele simplesmente ergueu minhas pernas com brutalidade, sem me dar tempo nem de respirar…

"Kau membiarkan tangan fana itu menyentuh kulit suci seorang Batara. Kau tahu risikonya. Jika kau meneruskan ini, kau tidak hanya kehilangan keabadian mu, tapi jiwamu akan dikunci dalam siklus penderitaan manusia selama seratus kelahiran.""Dia tidak punya siapa-siapa," bisik Bima akhirnya, suaranya terdengar sangat kecil di hadapan keagungan langit."Dunia ini terlalu jahat untuknya. Jika aku tidak turun membantunya, siapa yang akan memberinya keadilan?" "Bukan tugasmu untuk menjadi pahlawan bagi satu jiwa yang malang!" balas Indra tajam."Jika kau tidak segera kembali ke kahyangan sekarang, garis hidupmu akan terikat permanen dengan garis hidupnya yang terkutuk itu. Kau akan merasakan sakitnya saat dia terluka, dan kau akan hancur saat dia tiada."

Di bandara yang riuh, Elara harus merelakan separuh jiwanya pergi. Axel memilih terbang ke Tokyo, meninggalkan kota kecil—dan perempuan yang paling ia cintai—demi satu mimpi besar: menjadi seseorang yang pantas untuk Elara. Di antara janji, pelukan terakhir, dan air mata yang tak tertahan, mereka percaya bahwa cinta mampu menunggu, bahwa jarak hanya sementara. Namun, perpisahan tak pernah sesederhana janji. Saat langkah Axel menghilang di balik pintu keberangkatan, dunia Elara runtuh perlahan. Kesepian, ketakutan, dan rasa kehilangan menyesakkan dadanya—hingga tubuhnya sendiri memberi sinyal bahwa ada sesuatu yang tak beres. Sesuatu yang tak terduga. Sesuatu yang bisa mengubah segalanya. Ini bukan hanya kisah tentang cinta yang terpisah oleh jarak, melainkan tentang janji yang diuji waktu, dan sebuah perpisahan yang mungkin bukan sekadar perpisahan.

Andrea Knowles, a fil-am photographer will find her peace on an Island in the Philippines. Her mom chose to send her to an Island instead of her going to the Amazon forest to fulfill her dreams to take photos of the wild. She will then meet Ibrahil, an Encantado who is disguised as a human who will enchant her into his realm. She will then discover that she's a half-blooded Encantada and that they are rivals by race. As a prince and a princess, duty comes first before desire. Will they be able to fight for their destiny or they will end up killing each other?

Dean hanya ingin balas dendam. Tapi balas dendam ternyata memiliki harga yang lebih mahal dari darah. Setelah keluarganya dibantai oleh vampir, Dean bersumpah akan membasmi setiap makhluk malam. Namun, dalam satu pertempuran yang mengubah segalanya, darah musuhnya merembes ke dalam dirinya, menjadikannya pemburu yang kini memiliki kemampuan setengah-vampir, sebuah kutukan yang harus ia sembunyikan. Saat ia bertemu Rohana yang memintanya sebagai murid, ia menemukan alasan baru untuk hidup, dan akhirnya, alasan untuk mencintai. Namun, cinta ini tidak pernah mudah. Ketika Jerry, vampir setengah werewolf yang karismatik muncul, hati Rohana terbelah. Di saat yang sama, Dean dituduh sebagai vampir yang menyamar. Dari seorang pahlawan, ia mendadak menjadi buronan. Di tengah konflik, desa menangkap Rohana, menjadi sandera, memaksa Dean membuat pilihan terakhir. Sebuah pengorbanan yang tak terduga terjadi, Dean mengorbankan diri, Rohana seorang diri di dunia yang gelap, memegang belati yang berlumur darah. Ketika cinta dan pengkhianatan saling menikam, akankah Rohana memilih untuk membalas dendam atas mentornya... atau merangkul kegelapan dari kekasih barunya?

Lydia Zander had once been the quiet, obedient wife—trapped in a cold, loveless marriage with Clinton, a man who only married her to honor his grandfather’s dying wish. She loved him deeply, blindly, but that love was repaid with cruelty—not just from Clinton, but from his entire family. For years, she endured their scorn in silence… until the day Clinton coldly handed her divorce papers. What no one knew—not her husband, not his family—was that Lydia Zander was no ordinary woman. They thought she was a nobody, a girl from the slums who should be grateful for scraps. They were dead wrong. When Clinton cast her aside to make room for his mistress, Kelly, he expected Lydia to return —broken, begging on her knees, desperate for his attention. She did return. But not the way he imagined. She came back draped in power —no longer the timid wife they once belittled, but a force they never saw coming. Lydia Zander, it turned out, was the secret daughter of the nation’s president… and the largest shareholder in Clinton’s very own company. The tables didn’t just turn—they flipped violently. And who was the one on his knees now? Yes, you guessed it right. Clinton! But this time, Lydia held the power—and she wasn’t interested in mercy. Want to know what she did next? Keep reading. The real game has just begun.