sbh meaning in rpw

My boyfriend thought I was just a nerd. When he was drunk, he complained to his friends. “Does it matter if she has good grades? Her family’s broke. You know, I could slap a wad of cash in her face, and she’d come crawling like a dog.” However, I later ended up crying and sitting on a certain someone’s lap. He kissed me from behind my ear down to my neck and chuckled softly. “Hmm, a nerd? Does he even know that you’re actually the daughter of the city’s biggest real estate tycoon?”

Through her dreams, Helena entered into a strange world where only vampires and werewolves existed. She meets Duncan, the ruthless alpha of the silver wolf pack, and was scared by many wolves and vampires. He saved her from the vampires who suddenly attacked her and brought her to his pack to be his mate. At first, she doesn't like him because he is ruthless. But after being with him and seeing the goodness inside him; though he is a bit cold and dominant to her, she gradually falls for him. When she finally admitted her feelings for him she discovered the reason why he saved her and forced her to be his mate. That reason hurts her but the most hurtful secret that she discovers is that Duncan's pack was the mortal enemy of her white wolf pack. How can she cope with the fact that her beloved alpha is her enemy? And what if she wakes up one day and finds out that everything happened to her and Duncan is all part of her dreams, and her dreams are all scripted by her brother who's an online writer?

“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick. "Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating. “This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, his cold hand roamed my back. “I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body. "No, Liam" I screamed. “Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on. “Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes. “No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry. “I won't do that again, Promise,” I said showing him my pinky finger like always we seal our promise. “Amber…” He sighed, like controlling himself. “Promise…” He said, taking my pinky finger with his finger. “This time promise will be sealed with my way baby” He smirked, bending my pinky finger. His eyes were like some beast that just want to hurt someone so badly. Author Note : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Update on weekends

On the day that Yasmin Starr gets divorced, a divorce agreement becomes the number one trending topic."The divorce is due to the man's inability to fulfill his basic duties as a husband!"That night, Yasmin is dragged into a car. Blake Ford chomps down on her lip, looking fierce. "You can test me out tonight to see whether I'm able to fulfill my duties, Ms. Starr."After the divorce, Yasmin becomes an internationally renowned designer. Countless handsome men surround her.As the line of men waiting for her hand grows longer, Blake can't sit still anymore. He finds opportunities to show up before her, begging for her love domineeringly yet tenderly. "Yasmin, come home with me, okay?""Belated love isn't worth anything, Mr. Ford.""Yes, I'm the worthless one and a lapdog to boot. I was wrong, Yaz. Come home, please …"

How did this even happen? The girl whom she thought of as her best friend, the girl with whom she's sharing her room, is actually a guy? Hazel stood there with her feet rooted to the white marble floor, not even bothering to fake that utterly shook expression of hers by watching the handsome man dressed in woman's clothes. "She's a guy!?" Finally Hazel let it out straighning her mind. Tristan Sanchez is an undercover cop who by bad luck had to pretend as a sexy paino teacher According to his Cheif's orders. What would happen if the most dedicated and cold officer of the department falls in love with the clumsiest and cheerful girl ever. Can he complete his mission to find the culprit he's looking for? Or he will get distracted by the feeling called love.

Synopsis.Cynthia is a slut, or at least that's what you would call her when you see her at different hotels every night. But it goes beyond that. After growing up with a mother who had a new husband every season, Cynthia concluded to never be committed to one man. She wasn't interested in commitment, loyalty, or any of that bullshit. A different man every night meant no entanglements or pains or betrayal. It was easier for her to breeze through men than be loyal and get cheated on. Kyla'ssjobs, on the other hand, needs commitment. He needs a wife, so he returns to his hometown to find one. But unfortunately, he finds Cynthia, who hates him with a burning passion. She is no longer the little nerdy girl with pigtails and square-framed glasses he knew back then. The new Cynthia is now a full-grown woman with confidence and nonchalance practically oozing as she walks by. Kylas needs a wife to be loyal to him and love him for him. Cynthia isn't interested in commitments, relationships, or titles. Would they work it out? And what happens when Cynthia finds out about Kylas's dirty little secret? 

"My husband is missing. Some say he is dead; others say he ran away. I do not know which to believe, but his absence has left me with big shoes to fill. I have to be the Alpha and Luna of a dying pack with debts to pay and little or no security. To survive, I must turn to my husband's enemy for help. Nothing really matters anymore; all I think of now is survival." Luna Emily Ashbrid. Luna Emily's husband, Alpha Jake of the Howler Pack, is missing. He was last seen at Jo's Bar and did not come home. While some think he is dead, others believe he ran away because of his failures as Alpha. He ran the pack into serious debt and destroyed everything leaving them vulnerable. He also made enemies with all who would have come to their aid, and now he has gone missing. No one knows where he is. Emily has to take over and fill shoes that are bigger than hers. She has to pay for her husband's failure and ensure they survive. Having no choice, she turns to her husband's enemy, Alpha Kane of the Shadow Moon pack, to survive.

On his second visit to Japan to expand his lingerie company, Langdon was Captivated by a beautiful green eyed geisha whom had attended to him at a tea party. He eventually gets to find out the geisha was indeed a guy named Nagisa. Nagisa is a college student as well as a crossdresser who does modelling jobs to further his education. Langdon immediately fell in love with him thinking him to be a girl, when even after he finds out Nagisa was a guy, he still maintains strong feelings for him. However, things started to get messy when Langdon flew back to Miami with this crossdresser under the guise to marry him.

Felicity is a 23 year old known photographer and a hiker. One of those days when her company had a hiking campaign, she joined. One night in a dark forest when her team was playing she was concious of the presence sorrounding her. It's not normal. She decided to looked for it but she got lost and the rain starts to pour. She was left unconsious and she woke up in an unfamiliar place. What's she gonna do?

Anna Walton hasn't had an easy life, but that all changes when she applies to be the caretaker for Jack Weston. The last member of a wealthy family with a rare mental illness. Each day Jack believes he is a different person, but one thing remains constant: his lust for Anna. His loyal caretaker, she fulfills his every need, but after each night she's left wondering: will she ever really know this stranger in her bed?