Miss Bustier

Love isn't something you can always fight because love wins. **************** Kairus Sky Imperial a young bussiness man who owned the most successful bussiness in bussiness world which is Imperial Corporation. He is handsome and playboy CEO, a lot of women are chasing him but none of them can make him fall inlove. He hates commitment. Ken Angeles a young man who applied as his company secretary. He is honest and jolly person. A person that can make Kairus smile with his unique personality. As the time pass by the connection between them become stronger and gradually turn into something?

My husband bought me a pair of red lingerie for our wedding anniversary but only because he wanted another man to take it off me. ***** My husband, who hasn't looked at me in years, changed a month to our 5th wedding anniversary. I thought our dead marriage would finally pick up again when he booked multiple spa and salon sessions that transformed my skin and body in anticipation of our anniversary night. I prepared too, desperate to do anything to save our marriage. I was prepared to moan and fake my orgasms like I always do. Anything just to be the perfect wife I was expected to be. On the morning of our anniversary, he gifted me a pair of lingerie before we set off to the private suite we'd celebrate the anniversary in. But a greater surprise awaited me behind the door of the suit. My husband didn't buy me that lingerie because he wanted to take it off me later. He bought me that lingerie because he wanted to trade me to the Lycan king in exchange for a business contract.

TRIGGER WARNING 🔞 This novel contains mature themes intended for ADULT READERS ONLY. Future chapters will include explicit sexual content, graphic erotic scenes, and explicit dialogue that may not be suitable for all audiences. Lights off. Masks on. Rules carved in stone. In a world where love is nothing two broken souls make a pact of pleasure only. No love allowed. Purple Hearts has learned the hard way that love destroys everything it touches. Echo Reid knows love is a lie. Scarred by a past he can’t outrun, For him, intimacy is just a game—a way to numb the pain that never truly fades. “Spread your legs, my sweet Purple,” he groans against her skin, his voice dark “Please…” she begs, her nails digging into his back as pride dissolving “Please what?” he teases, dark and dangerous. “I want you inside me,” she rasps, sweat beading on her forehead as she surrenders to the stranger who makes her feel more alive. His lips trace paths of fire across her body, sending jolts of unfamiliar ecstasy through her veins. But when her hands fly to his face, almost tearing away the mask that hides him from her, he pulls back—cold, sharp, unforgiving. “Sweet Purple,” he says, a smile playing at his lips, “remember the rules.” Before she can apologize, he’s gone—vanishing into the shadows as if he was never there at all, leaving her alone in the silence. “Until we meet again.” But what happens when the masks start to slip? When the lines between pleasure and pain blur? When two people who swore they’d never love again find themselves craving more than just a moment in the dark? Is love truly a tragedy… or could it be the only thing that can save them both?

Rated SPG | R-18 | Mature Content Jerusalem McBride has everything the world could ever envy — fame, wealth, and a face that graces international billboards. But behind the glamour lies a man haunted by three things: misery, hatred, and revenge. Once part of Foedus Corp., a secretive brotherhood led by Lev Petrov, Jeru found not only power but a family he never had. Yet even brotherhood couldn’t fill the emptiness left by the people who shattered his life — the Esquivels. Now, his only mission is vengeance. And his plan begins with Damira Esquivel, the sole daughter and precious weakness of the man he despises most. But revenge takes an unexpected turn when Patrice Gertrude Dimagiba — the woman who has always stood in his way — becomes the one person capable of breaking down his walls. As secrets unravel and hearts collide, Jeru must decide: Will he follow the darkness that has consumed him for years… or surrender to the love that threatens to save him?

Pangeran Alexander! Seorang dominant sekaligus angkuh hingga menjadi kambing hitam dalam keluarga kerajaan sehingga ia diasingkan ketika remaja. Shaunia, seorang pelayan yang semasa kecilnya menderita karena selalu di bully oleh Pangeran Alexander dan ia menjadi benci dengan pria itu. Kini setelah 14 tahun kemudian, keduanya bertemu kembali. Apakah yang akan terjadi diantara mereka di tengah kemelut masalah kerajaan?

She abandoned her baby, but is unexpectedly hired by a ruthless billionaire tech mogul to become his nanny. Emily, a rookie journalist, walked away from her toxic billionaire ex boyfriend, Leo. She left behind everything that reminded her of him, including her newborn baby. Four years later, she encounters the past she thought she had left behind, when she's unexpectedly hired by a powerful billionaire tech mogul, Rex, to become his son's nanny. Just as feelings slowly developed between Emily and Rex, her toxic ex reemerged to take her back. Secrets start to unfold, leaving Emily in a love triangle, a custody battle and series of revelations. Will Emily go back to her ex?, or will she overcome these secrets?. Find out in the book.

I was the stand-in who looked most like my husband's first love. He put me through countless plastic surgeries, both major and minor ones, until I became her exact likeness. But then, she came back from the dead. All it took was her saying, "I don't like anyone looking like me," and he sent me right back to the operating table once more. I begged him, telling him that my body couldn't handle it anymore. Alas, he only looked at me with irritation. "Seeing that cheap imitation of her face just disgusts me," he sneered. "No matter how close you come, you'll never be her." In the end, I died on that operating table. Yet, he went mad, trying desperately to recall what I once looked like.

Gia Rowan was diagnosed with a terminal illness in the second year after the death of her husband. She prepared to donate everything she had built to charity, but the will of her late husband shattered her world. Her late husband had left everything he owned to his twenty-eight-year-old illegitimate son, including half of her company. She and her husband remained childless for thirty years. The mother mentioned in his will was not her, but it was Cecelia Warren instead. Betrayal struck her, and in the haze of despair, she lost consciousness. She opened her eyes again to find herself back in the third year of her marriage. With the truth in hand, she had a new chance to choose differently.

I jolt awake to splash of ice cold water making contact with my warm skin and ripping me from my dreams. Looking up I see my perpetrator and best friend Bailey giggling, and holding a now half-emptied bucket. “Wake up loser! Last day on the beach and you choose to sleep?” I roll my eyes in annoyance at her bubbly enthusiasm. “Alright I’ll get in for a bit but I’m not going to stay long,” I state with a huff. We each grab a floatie and make our way waist deep before hopping on and linking arms to keep from drifting apart. “Are you excited to be heading back tomorrow? I know I am!” Bailey quipped. Honestly I’d been avoiding that thought the whole trip. Returning to our pack was the last thing I wanted to think about. This week at the beach had been the calm environment I desperately needed after senior year. Returning would mean I would have to finally confront the drama that has become my life the last three months. All through high school I kept my head down, focusing on my team and training. Despite keeping to myself there was always one person stirring sh*t up, my ex, Austin. His father, the Alpha to our pack, gave his life in one of the pack battles last year. Leaving his Luna to raise Austin and his sister on her own. Austin would now be eligible for the Alpha title which worried me. Up until we left he had shown blatant disrespect to my father, Beta to our pack. Not to mention he still had his eyes and ears on me. Returning was the last thing I had on my mind, knowing sh*t is about to hit the fan.

While her sister was celebrating her marriage with her mate, she was left there on her birthday with a heartbreak as a gift. That was also the day she was taken hostage, an event that rendered her life in the hands of her second mate. How does she handle the change of life and the new identity she was given? Does her freedom come with acceptance and love? The moon goddess could be cruel and fate was just at the tip of her fingers.