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"You invade my thoughts a lot Neah" Damon drawled, his eyes seemed starving, his tone softer than she had ever heard. "I-I ," Neah's eyes were drawn to his lips, she swallowed. "I envision to be deep inside you spread beneath me, my fangs at your neck, yet- yet I cannot do that to you, why?"Without waiting for her reply, Damon slammed his lips on hers. The kiss was fierce, desperate, yearning. Neah surrendered to the heat that arose within her, all opposing thoughts vacated Neah's head as Damon plundered her mouth. The reality of the kiss shattered every wall she's built. Damon's hands moved to her lower back, caressing her butt cheeks. "Mmmrh please~~" Neah moaned into his lips as his tongue delved deeper, coercing her into a dance she had never learned but now found herself desperate to master. Damon suckled at her lips greedily, every pull igniting flames in their entwined body, drawing more throaty moans from Neah. A deathly obsession! Neah, a wolfless Alpha heir had wet dreams about three beautiful Lycan Brothers. But then, amidst her chaotic life, fate swiveled her at the mercy of the three Lycan Brothers; Damon, Damian, Dylan who was possessive of her knowing she was their mate despite her young age as she couldn't find feel the bond yet. Neah later realizes that they were her mates and couldn't escape from their grasp but then, a false truth shattered her to the brink of confusion, hate and revenge for her mates. Now Neah's left to grapple the forbidden desire and the chilling truth about her mates merciless actions.

“Alexa, you provoked me, don't blame me for being impolite!”He growled, his voice hoarse and somewhat restrained.  I am doomed. What courage possessed me to mess with this demon in front of me?  “Mr Morgan, pls stop it!” I yelled and swung my hands to slap him. He held her wrist and smirked.  “What? Don't want to? You should have thought of that when you decided to seduce me!” My eyes popped at his words and opened my mouth to explain, but he slammed his lips onto mine, pinning me onto the bed, his body pressing onto me. Marriage wasn't something I wanted to do, I only wanted to eat, enjoy life and make money. Until I met Daniel, he made me believe in love and we got married only for him to cheat on me two years later with his secretary. I asked for a divorce but he refused and started to abuse me. After finally getting a divorce and going to a different city, I met Morgan Wright—the man who makes all the girls swoon but never gives them any attention. But he's in for a challenge, he'll give me his full attention! Alexa Jones.  *** Morgan Wright 41 years, a CEO of the biggest Company in Gold Ivory city and a feared mafia Lord known as Draco. He has a phobia about women. Draco meets Alexa, who is determined to bring him down, but she soon realizes she messed with the wrong man.

18+ “I don't care if you are in love with my brothers or want them as much as I want you, but you are mine. As long as you are with me, in my room, and your legs spread apart, with my c**k buried deep inside you. You are mine and mine alone," Ashair said as he slammed his c**k deeper into her, and a moan escaped Blair's lips. ~~~~~~~~~ After a near-death plane crash, Blair was teleported to a world of Lycans, where she met the three Lycan kings. They all claimed her as their mate and abducted her to keep her in their world. At first, Blair fought against their plans, but sooner, she soon realized that she felt connected to the brothers, but she had no idea who to choose between the three brothers even though they all made her heart beat fast. Ashair, Athens, and Alaric are brothers and the Lycans kings ruling over the Lycan worlds. After a great fight a thousand years ago, Athens and Alaric became possessed by the spirit of the soul stealers, and the only way to break their curse was through their mate. When Blair came, they all knew they could never let her go until they claimed her as their own and hopefully broke the curse. Will the curse be broken? Who will Blair end up with? All three brothers or one?

“Sign those papers, or be ready to face my wrath.” Teddy, Jane’s husband, slammed her face with divorce papers on the day of their one year anniversary. “No I won’t. You can do whatever you want.” Jane, the heiress of the Lockwood empire had run away from home, due to an arranged marriage her family had prepared for her since birth. Due to a childhood trauma, she has promised herself never to get involved in any arranged marriage, no matter the consequences. She had thought that falling in love with someone who wasn’t her arranged partner was her best option. So, she left New York for Los Angeles, searching for true love. Due to a life and death situation, her path crossed with Teddy Wilson, who she asked to marry her with the condition of saving his childhood sweetheart, who was in coma, due to blood shortage. And with Jane having a matching blood with the patient, Teddy accepted her condition. On the day of their one year anniversary, Teddy slammed Jane with divorce papers after she was set up by his childhood sweetheart, Ava. Jane felt life was cruel to her, and wanted to end it all. She doesn’t have the face to go back home and face her family. When Jane was about to end her life, she was unexpectedly saved by a stranger, who was no other than her arranged partner, Leonard Bank, the well-known ruthless billionaire. Would Jane be able to accept her fate and marry her arranged partner, Leonard? Would Leonard make Jane’s life miserable for abandoning their engagement? Would Jane find the true love she always wanted? Will Jane accept Teddy back after all he did to her? Find out in this amazing book, “Broken To Finding Love.”

"Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus size". That statement got her speechless,her heartbreaking so hard it hurts. "Look ,shit happens sometimes". "Tim.... it's... my first time". She sobbed loudly. "Get over it, not like I forced you to give me your virginity,I had to go, clean up the red stains before leaving". He snarled. Beauty's heart pounding, and her tears flow endlessly. He left and slammed the door after him. **** Bullied for being a plus size since her childhood. Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity ,trauma and depression, most especially self hate. Her name( Beauty) was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance. After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company. There she had a one sided crush on her terribly handsome and reserved boss,but Who wouldn't! Not every day you get to see a terribly good looking billionaire who isn't arrogant or proud of his looks,a top green flag! Every single beauty queen in the company is head over heels! Beauty knows she got no chance to compete with them It's useless to dream that big! Maybe not...

Roan King. The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls just fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs nice and wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population here at Barnett. I'm sure he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year. Yeah... I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead jock coasting through college on his football prowess. Ugh. I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid. Need I say more? I don't think so. I've had the sad misfortune of running into him on campus. Literally. As in—I literally slammed into him before spilling my iced coffee drink all over that wide rippling chest of his (did I just say that?). What I learned from the experience is that Roan King is one hell of a cocky son of a— Ok Unfortunately for me, Operation Avoid-Roan-King isn't going so well. Everywhere I go, there he is. If he wasn't so ridiculously hot, he would be a hell of a lot easier to forget. With his dark hair, shocking turquoise colored eyes and (damn him) buff body, he's easily the most gorgeous guy I've ever laid eyes on. Crap... see what I mean? Why do I suddenly have the bad feeling that Roan King is going to lead to my utter ruin and downfall?

"You belong to me Joan.You have always been mine since years back after what I did for you and as far as I'm concerned I can have a say in your life anytime I want, so get that into your head. So far I'm still alive and you're still my wife, you belong to me and no one else. Got it?" Damien said as he inched closer to Joan lessening the gap between them resulting in their faces being extremely close to each other. "You know what? I'm done with this shit. I can't take this anymore, I need a break from this marriage and from you" Joan stated as she tried to move away but he gently slammed her back into the wall and sealed his lips with hers, closing the distance between them. ***** Just like any other girl, Joan has always dreamt of what her marriage would be like, she always fantasised about marrying her Prince Charming then riding back to their mansion in a limousine or the latest car that year. But if only she knew that it wouldn't all go as she had planned, if only she knew that fate had another plan in store for her. She had once thought about marrying a man who was drop dead gorgeous that no girl could ever resist, a man who would have all heads turning to him when he walks, but she got the opposite; instead she got a man who is nowhere near her ideal type of Prince Charming. How would Joan cope with being married to a masked man?

He strides closer, his eyes focused intently on her. She found herself backing away until her back came hit the wall. Even then he didn't stop, closing the distance between them until he was standing directly in front of her. His palms slammed against the wall beside her head. He had successfully trapped her, preventing her from leaving. They were inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. Amelia felt her heartbeat speeding up as she stared up at him, having no other choice. She felt her breath hitch. "You are unfa..." "Always, baby." Adrian smirked sexily. "Welcome to your new workplace." ..... Adrian Black is the perfect example of a monster without feelings. A monster that will never let anyone in. He has everything a person dreams of. He is egoistic, merciless and arrogant. He's meticulous and calculative with his every step. The type to pay back what has been given to him. Amelia Hayes was married to Ethan Cavendish. For her this was one of the best things that had happened to her life. But everything was just an illusion. Two people, a man with possessive desires and a woman who have been hurt by love. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. Is it just the destiny? Danger and seduction has its own part in their journey.

He slammed me hard against the wall, while his tongue explored every inch of my mouth. His hand snaked around my waist, opening my robe and leaving my body on show. He placed his hand inside my robe, reaching behind me, causing me to arch my back. With one swift movement, he had unfastened my bra. He slowly pulled down my robe from my shoulders, slipping it off me. His kiss was intensifying and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. ---------------------- Suffering from domestic violence and finally running away from her partner, Luna started an adventure with her friend in London. In there, she met the sexual and dominative mafia Romano. Romano added so much enthusiasm to her journey, but dark secrets were hidden behind the man...to reveal the truth please follow Luna’s journey in this novel of romance, rage, deception, lust and so much more

I blinked behind my glasses, stunned and confused. "Did I...do something wrong? If so, I'm sorry..." "No need to apologize," Helen cut in, frost edging her cultured voice. "You've done nothing wrong, Tristan. Except be complacent." I frowned, feeling cold dread creeping through my veins. "What do you mean?" Vivian released a short, harsh sigh, as if disgusted by my ignorance. "Must we spell it out? This marriage clearly isn't working anymore. You lack ambition. I've simply outgrown you at this point. I'm doing what's necessary and best for myself by letting you go." Her icy words slammed into me like a physical attack. I stared at her lovely face I had once adored so much, now cold and remote, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Letting me go? Was she saying... Linda held out a crisp legal envelope to me. Hands shaking, I accepted it from her polished nails. The contents confirmed my worst fears - divorce papers, all drawn up and ready for my signature. My eyes scanned the conditions outlined within. The terms were heavily skewed in Vivian's favor. "This...says I would get nothing," I murmured in stunned disbelief. "No alimony, no remaining rights to shared assets or property..." "Naturally," Linda replied coolly, inspecting her manicure. "You contributed absolutely nothing of value to this marriage financially. Therefore, you should leave with what you brought to it - nothing."