carmen esparanola

inspiration and enthusiasm for the literary world have declined, but the blockage was due to personal problems (between me and myself). I ended up isolating myself from this profile, from writing and reading, I apologize for that, but I was comfortable with this seclusion. It was a necessary break and helped me reorganize my thoughts. I'm still working to improve, however, I can see progress. In the meantime, I dedicated myself to learning crafts, as therapy. I crocheted and macramé (I recommend) I even sold some pieces, oh and I created a brand, but back to writing, I hope you enjoy reading. It was a birth so to speak lol, however, the feeling of accomplishment prevails. Ah, this is my first story set in another country, I did a lot of research and obviously, I used a bit of poetic license to develop the plot, so I apologize in advance if any inconsistencies arise. Furthermore, I want to say that I'm coming back, or trying to come back, without putting too much pressure on myself, and I hope you're still around to read my stories. A big kiss and enjoy the story! SYNOPSIS The first time I saw Elijah Richards, I knew immediately he was going to be trouble, but I've always had an irresistible attraction to trouble. The boy labeled as the 'problem boy' by the city's gossips quickly became my world, only to soon break my heart when he ordered me to disappear from his life. Returning to my hometown was not part of my plans, especially after a failed marriage and a fugitive husband. And rekindling feelings for someone who made it clear that I was just a fling was far from my desires. However, with each encounter, amid intense stares and an almost tangible tension in the air, even at moments when he treated me with hostility, or behaved like a real asshole, it became increasingly difficult to ignore the magnetism that kept drawing us to each other. PROLOGUE Eleven Years Before Elijah Richards was the most unique boy I had ever met, but it was precisely his strange uniqueness that attracted me. I met him once in the cemetery, the afternoon we buried my father. He was a police officer and was killed on duty by a local drug dealer. According to the news that emerged shortly after his death, Dad was corrupt and received what he deserved. People just turned their backs on my mother and me; almost no one showed up at the funeral. That day, I was overcome with irritation, with everything and everyone in that small town. When the funeral finally ended, I refused to get into my mother's car and drove alone down the path that led to the deserted road at the back of the cemetery. — Don't wander around late! — Mom shouted as the car started to move. She walked past me, kicking up dust, and just walked away. It could just be my paranoia, but it seemed to me that she was almost happy...

Pregnant by the Billionaire I still remember, I didn't think about having children so soon, but life crossed my path, and changed all my plans. As fate would have it, the man who got me pregnant was a billionaire, which left me in a distressing situation, he could take my baby away from me at any moment. I didn't know the power that man had, I didn't know the people who were on his side and who could greatly harm me. That's why I needed to hide, the less he knew, the better for me and my son who was growing inside my womb. But chance always seemed to be interfering in my choices, I knew it, the billionaire had the right to know about my pregnancy, after all I didn't have this child alone; but yes, I was afraid of being one of thousands of women. That's why I ran away, but he found me. It was a stroke of fate that he saw me with a baby in my lap, obviously he was suspicious and sent his men after me. I tried to escape, but I couldn't. I couldn't run away from myself, because the reason I ran away pregnant was that I loved that Billionaire. He was attractive, charming and there were many women after him, he was super powerful, I was very afraid of having to love him in silence, but at one point that whole feeling was bigger than me, I went to bed with him, and the result was the my pregnancy, but I don't regret anything. I love my son more than my own life, even though I'm pregnant with a billionaire. I love him, but I ran away, I had my reasons, but he found me. In the end he ran after me and my baby. And now I'm torn between telling the truth, that he had a child with me, or keeping this secret, and disappearing forever, but he won't leave me without knowing about the baby. Getting pregnant by the billionaire was the biggest adventure of my life. Logan – The Dominator I am married, I have always been faithful to my wife, I have always commanded the company, I have always commanded my wife. I've always hated the Oliveira family, just like my father did before me. My brothers are irresponsible, I don't even know how they run their companies alone. I'm the one who should dominate everything, I like everything right, surprises bother me, everything must be in its right place, it's always been like that. My life went normally, until she appeared, Vivian Oliveira, my biggest enemy, I hate her, I reject her, I disown her. But... but what no one knows is that every time I see her, I am immediately taken by a feeling, when I am in her presence, my p*nis becomes so erect...

HER NAME WAS CARLY WATSON. The final hours of her life were brutal. She didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know how long she’d been there. By that point, she was so wracked with pain, so desperate for escape, she barely remembered who she was. She was twenty-three. She was going to medical school. She was bright, eager, and before she’d fallen into this hell, she had loved life. Now she just prayed for it to end. She had been stuck in that hellish darkness for hours, days, possibly weeks. And she knew she would die there. She knew he was coming back—the door creaked. It was like a death knell, heralding his arrival. As the door swung open, the ancient hinges protested. A sob bubbled up in her throat as he laid a hand on her calf and stroked up. She cringed away as much as she could, but the restraints at her wrists, waist, knees, and ankles didn’t allow for much movement. When he cupped his hand over her sex, her scream, long and desperate, split the air. Her kidnapper, rapist, and soon-to-be killer watched, amused … pleased with her terror. “Go ahead and scream, sweetheart. Nobody can hear you.” “Please …” her throat was so dry and raw from how she had cried. How she had begged. How she had pleaded. She almost hated herself, for begging. For giving him that pleasure. Some part of her just wasn’t ready to accept the truth, wasn’t ready to give up. Even though, in her heart, she knew it was useless. “Just let me go. Please let me go … I won’t tell anybody, I swear.” He sighed. It was a sigh of long-suffering patience, the one a parent might give a child. He even patted her shoulder as he murmured, “Yes, I’m sure you won’t.” A loud sound rasped through the air and she whimpered as she recognized it. A zipper. He was getting undressed—no, no, no … Hysterical panic tore through her and she started to scream. He raped her again. Her voice gave out long before she was able to escape inside herself. This time, though, her escape was final. She had retreated somewhere deep inside herself—somewhere where pain didn’t exist, where terror didn’t exist. When he ended her life, she never even knew—she was already gone. Her name was Carly Watson. It was a lovely day, the kind of day you just didn’t get too often. The air was warm and mild, with clear sunshine beaming down. A soft breeze drifted by. Under the trees, it was just a bit cooler. The perfect sort of day for a walk. At least, Lena Riddle would’ve thought so. But halfway through, her dog started getting anxious. Puck didn’t do anxious. Not in the four years she’d had him. But there he was, pulling against his leash, like he was determined not to let her take their normal route through the woods. “Come on, Puck. You wanted to go for a walk, remember?” She tried to take another step, but the big yellow retriever sat down. He wasn’t going to move an inch. Just then, faintly, oh so very faintly, she heard … something. Puck growled. “Hush,” she murmured, reaching down and resting a hand on his head. He had his hackles up, his entire body braced and tensed. “Easy, boy. Just take it easy.” Standing in the middle of the trail, with her head cocked, she listened. The faint breeze that had been blowing all day abruptly died and all those faint sounds of life she could always hear in the woods faded down to nothingness. A heartbeat passed, then another. It was utterly silent. Then it came again. Something … muffled. Faint. An animal? Trapped? She scowled absently, concentrating. There it was again. Her brow puckered as she focused, trying to lock in on the sound better. Puck whined in his throat and tugged on his leash, demandingly. Lena turned her head, trying to follow that sound. It was gone, though. The breeze returned and all she could hear now were the leaves rustling in the breeze, the sound of a bird call, and somewhere off in the distance, a car’s motor. Still, the faint memory of that sound, whatever it was, sent a shiver down her spine. “You know what, Puck?” she murmured. “I think you’re right. Let’s get the hell out of here.” She only had a few hours left before she had to go to work anyway. “… there.…” He stood over her, studied her hair. The gleaming blond strands were shorn now to chin length, perfectly straight, even as could be. Her eyes, sightless and fixed, stared overhead. That blank look on her face irritated him, but he wasn’t surprised. He had seen this coming, after all. Something about the way she had reacted, the way she’d screamed. The life had gone out of his girl and once that fight was gone … Well. That was just how it was. Carefully gathering up the hair, he selected what he wanted and then bagged up the rest, adding it to the pack he’d carry out of here. Later. Few things still that he had to handle. He studied her body, the long slim lines of it, her.

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”

Hazel Queen had loved her husband with all her heart for three years. But the one thing she never saw coming was the cold, shocking truth: he wanted a divorce because his mistress was pregnant. Heartbroken and betrayed, Hazel decides to move on and returns to Queen Corp, where she steps into her true role as the powerful female president, worth hundreds of millions. This revelation shocks her ex-husband, Damon Price, who never knew that the woman he left behind was the mastermind behind the famous Queen Corp-the Heiress of the Queen family, who had supposedly died in a fire three years ago.

Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .

Their marriage was nothing but for the benefit of the two families. He could choose anyone to be his bride, but the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew she was the one he wanted. However, their marriage didn't last for a long because of her indifference. Until the moment he signed the divorce agreement, he finally witnessed her true colors. It turned out that she also took advantage of him. Their divorce was not an end but the start of the real love game.

"Larissa Wilson, only 19, has to seek the help of her father’s friends to protect her family business after her father’s death. Larissa hears that her father and Glen Lake, the most powerful and richest man in City J, are partners, so she asks him for help. However, asking for help is not an easy thing. Larissa clearly knows that there’s no such thing as a free lunch, so she has to pay something for this. Unexpectedly ... Glen: The only thing you need do is to marry me. Larissa: What?!"

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Each time you break a rule; I'll claim a part of your body as mine" Forced to marry the heir of the largest mafia syndicate to pay for her parent's debt and her grandmother's hospital bills. "Live with my son for 30 days, if you don't fall in love with him, I'll cancel this contract." Can Malissa live with the handsome, hot and dominating Hayden for 30 days without falling for his charms? However, there are rules to living with this lusty monster and as Malissa breaks them, she learns of pleasures that she never knew existed. As his touches set her on fire, her heart starts to melt. But does the two have a future together when Hayden is in love with someone else and Malissa cannot get over her ex-boyfriend? READ NOW to find out!

Never in her wildest dreams did Mishka imagine that her life would be turned upside down as soon as she stepped into London. "Marry my grandson!" Grandpa Leo's demand threw her off guard. Marriage was not part of her plans, yet she accepted the proposal to marry the most eligible bachelor in London, leaving her dreams behind. Christian had everything planned out in advance. He intended to propose to his girlfriend right after securing the position of CEO at the Knight Group, but a woman derailed all his plans. "If you want to become the CEO of Knight Group, you must marry the girl I have chosen for you!" Grandpa Leo's firm decision put Christian's future at risk, but he quickly devised a plan. "Sign these papers!" Christian demanded in a deep, authoritative tone, extending the file towards Mishka. "What is this?" She narrowed her eyes, taking the file. "Read and I'll explain everything," Christian answered. His cold eyes stared at her, and as soon as Mishka opened the file, her face lost all colour reading the bold letters. "CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand, or will her masterstroke change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds crash? Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception and mysteries? Let's find out in the story! COPYRIGHT ©️ 2020 AUTHOR ANIKA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Sophia Anderson was adopted by an old woman and grew up in the countryside. At she was 18 years old, her original family found her and got her back to the city. However, she was looked down upon by other family members, especially her stepmother and stepsister. At that time, she was so stupid that she was framed by her stepsister and die tragically. Maybe God has sympathy for her, she was reborn and she was given rich medical knowledge and professional skills! In this life, she works hard on studying medicine and saving people. She becomes a top-professional woman, which is out of reach for most people!

Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.

"You make me want to risk it all," Lenora confessed nervously to her boss. "Then risk it all, cos I already have." The ever enigmatic billionaire CEO-Astor Parker, assured her with a kiss to her forehead. -- All Lenora Albert did in her past life was love the wrong man completely, blindly, and to her own destruction. She overlooked Lucian's constant disrespect, convinced that one day, he'd soften toward her. But Lucian never changed. Instead, he got her best friend pregnant, and together, they laughed at her. As if the betrayal wasn't cruel enough, her best friend ended it all by murdering her. But fate isn't done with Lenora. She's brought back in time, given a second life to rewrite her story. When she's wrongfully fired at work after being implicated in a scandal, Lenora lands an unexpected role at a billion-dollar fashion firm as the personal secretary to its powerful CEO, Astor Parker. Cold, brilliant, and dangerously alluring Astor falls for her fast. One that he reveals with actions rather with words. But Lenora no longer believes in love. All she seeks is revenge. Then comes the cruel twist-Astor is Lucian's brother. Astor is willing to burn the world to keep her safe. But beyond Lucian, beyond her traitorous best friend, lurks a darker force. A stalker, who tends to be a greater threat to her life and won't stop until she's dead again. Will she survive again in this second life?