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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! “Kneel before me,” she commanded in a trembling voice. The man blushed in anger. “So, you asked for my presence to prove to yourself that you’re higher than me?” “Yes!” The man shook his head. “I will not do what you want.” “I’m paying you much, Mr. Novitch,” she said. “I have dignity. And kneeling in front of you is not a part of my work. If you can’t forgive me, fine.” “You’re rude!” she shouted. “You are ruder! Even if your whole being is covered with gold now, it doesn’t change the fact that you get naked in front of me to have bread on your plate.” He suddenly grabbed her tightly in both arms. “You still have nothing to brag about to me, Sam.” - Andrius is a well-known photographer, owns a business, and has a successful love life. Not until Samantha, the stripper, entered the picture and became a threat to his life, specifically his heart.

Alors que le mal se répand, échappant à tout contrôle, l'Élite n'a d'autre choix que de se répartir les tâches. Une course contre la montre pour nos jeunes héros tandis que l'Invertero envahit les mondes afin de détruire les créations de la déesse Aradia S'aidant de la magie des cinq éléments, parviendront-ils à réunir les derniers fragments du coeur d'Habask pour qu'enfin s'accomplisse la prophétie ? Léa et Drarion ont encore des heures sombres à affronter mais les solides liens qu'ils ont tissés avec chacun des membres de l'Élite sera pour eux un soutien que même le mal ne saura entacher. Tout effacer pour tout recommencer n'est pas forcément la meilleure chose à faire. Le quatrième volet de cette saga clos cette série fantastique empreinte de valeurs humaines

When one misunderstanding turns into a disaster, how do one survive the jungle that's High School? Lanaisa Frost has always been the life of the party. She was friends with everyone and hurt no one. Yet one misfortune at the beginning of the school year turns her world upside down. Now she's the laughing stalk of the whole school. Gossip spread like wild fire in Hawthorne Lane High, yet Laney never thought she'd be the topic of discussion. There's always an ounce of truth to the rumors right?

I was already halfway across the room before I knew what I was doing. What kind of people had she been surrounding herself with if she thought that she wasn't attractive? Hell, she was gorgeous, delicious, downright perfect in every way. I needed to show her what I saw. What she was in my eyes. I couldn't help myself. I had Genevieve up against the wall in a blink of an eye, a growl escaping my throat and mixing with her surprised gasp. Her hands still clung to the robe, trying to make herself seem smaller. I slipped one hand underneath, along her collarbone, while the other slid along her neck, to the back of her head where I gripped her loose bun and pulled it taught. "Babygirl, you're more than just attractive. You have my c*ck aching every time I set my eyes on you.” My voice was a distorted growl, but I know she understood every word I said. I leaned my body in against hers to accentuate my point, and Genevieve's adorable mouth widened with a surprised gasp. I took that opportunity to claim what I'd been dreaming off since the moment I set my eyes on her. I dipped my head and locked my lips on hers, and realized in that sweet, blissful moment, that I had f*cked up. *** Genevieve Blake was a well-known, erotic romance author. She enjoyed meeting her fans and writing stories that made even her blush. What she hadn't planned on, though, was for a stalker to come out from the shadows and threaten her life. When the police can't do anything, she turns to Grim Security to protect her against the deranged lunatic. But who's going to protect her heart, and her body, from the intensity of Raphael Bard?

Lambang adalah seorang putri pencipta lambang kabupaten yang memperjuangkan hak ayahnya. Dia bertahun-tahun berusaha mengembalikan citra positif karya sang ayah. Dapatkah dia mengembalikan nama baik karya sang ayah?

After a drastic accident which rid her father of his job, Rose Monroe has to go into hustling to fend for the family. Out of options, she opts as a surrogate baby man for an unknown 'rich man' Yes, she got laid. Yes she gave birth to his kids. But that was all business. Yet why is he coming for more?!

This book is authored by amy worcester. “I started boxing lessons with the boys when I was twelve, I had some issues to work through. I’ve been in the fight for the last eleven years.” Twenty-three, he thought. That was too young for his thirty-nine years. But he sure as hell planned to enjoy the view. She currently hid her body under baggy clothes, but he was willing to bet that she was all muscles underneath. He had dated the soft curvy women before, he liked the ones that he was certain that he would not break. “How old were you when you moved in with Brute?” “Seven. Right after my parents were killed.” She said softly and he froze just before the stairs. Sixteen years ago. Right around the time he reenlisted with the Army. When the club went straight. When the Ridgeview president, Sinner, his wife and sons had been shot to death. And his daughter barely survived. The only survivor from that day. “I'm sorry.” He murmured and she shrugged. “I’m trying to remember you.” He was so much like the men that she grew up around. The kind of man that she swore she would avoid. The same type that her father had been,there were even tattoos on the backs of his hands. Jasmine was born and raised in the Devil’s Saints Motorcycle Club. A rival club caused the deaths of her family. After an incident at the mother house, she stepped away to focus on her MMA career under the name Taz.

Behind the four walls of French college nothing is saint or pure. Students in this prestigious college all hail from their respective wealthy background. Their parents are all the most powerful and wealthiest. By luck, Sara was enrolled in this college thanks to her filthy wealthy step father. She had thought all that was said about the college are Truth but no! It wasn't.

Alliances are made. Loyalty is owned. Love is taken. I’ll show everyone I’m a threat, and they will fear me. For my family. I have to protect them. The second I hear the name Damien Vetrov I know I’m in trouble. He’s an arrogant Russian God. Only, I have zero intention of bowing to him. Ever. Attractive and lethal. He’s such an intoxicating mixture. Every second we spend together, the pull between us becomes stronger, and my fear grows. While my body wants him, my head knows better. He has the power to kill my family. But when blood is shed, I’m forced to depend on Damien for my life. Being at his mercy, whether he’ll kill me or protect me, is still up for debate. .