Hope you have your drug with you?" Zoe inquired as he ogled at her keenly before placing a kiss on her neck. "Yes bunny, you have nothing to worry about," he said with a wide grin. "You know what kisses on the neck make me feel," Zoe told him as he bent closer to her face before crushing his lips on hers tenderly and softly, after some minutes they both pulled away as he glanced at her. "You taste like strawberries," he said, trying to kiss her again but she turned away. "The flight attendant is staring," Zoey said with a blush and red cheeks. "Alright, but you should apply whatever you apply on those lips always because they turn me damn on," he said, making Zoey's eyes bulge. He sure had a great way of teasing her which was undeniably sweet.
The alarm kept buzzing beside the drawer close to Zoe's bed. It made her queasy but she still had to put up with it if she was ever ready to be early. She had to stretch her hands lazily to hit snooze but befuddled by sleep she knocked it off the bedside drawer. It struck the ground and stopped buzzing, which she was pleased about.
"Zoe, wake up! You are going to be late for practice," her dad yelled at her from somewhere beyond her room at six in the morning on a Saturday.
Maybe a little introduction of these she-wolves would do. This is Zoe Zanders. She lives in Amsterdam, Netherlands. She had lived there all her life. Mind you, she thinks she is not a very attractive person. To go straight to the very painful point! She thinks she is the definition of ugly. When I say ugly, that's what she thinks she truly is.
You probably don't believe what I just said, but here's a little detailing of her that I bet will make you believe her.
She was that girl with the very short messy hair, a mole on her face, braces on her teeth, and giant, utterly resilient pimples. And who would want to go out with an ugly nerd like her? If your answer was no one then points to you. She always had guys she crushed on but they had no idea. It worked out great for her just crushing from a long distance.
She believed crushes were a waste of time since they fade away soon enough.
She loved to bake. She believed that she got that from her mom. She had been living in the pack estate for a long period with her family and life is not too bad-except today that she had her sleep time brutally cut short.
"Okay, Dad I'm up now," she let out, letting the blanket slowly slip away from her grip. Zoey clawed her ass as she got out of bed, it seemed something had bitten her and it hurt badly.
She gazed at her nest of hair in the furnished reflector before using her fingers to brush through them.
"Arhhggggh," a yawn escaped her lips making her stretch her arms.
She reached into her well-arranged pink brush holder to get her brush and toothpaste.
She walked briskly inside the bathroom before letting the water from the privy sink rush as she applied her toothpaste, she closed her eyes immediately the toothbrush was inside her mouth and working its magic.
When Zoey was done, she laid down beside the toilet door taking as much rest as she could but her beautiful sleep was caught short when her stepmom knocked on the toilet door startling her. Zoe knew that her stepmom must have realized that she was getting late for her dance practice.
'Yes, stepmother.'
You all might be wondering why Zoe has a stepmother, I mean in werewolf books I have read how people come to a conclusion about we supernatural, they believe werewolves are being given a fated mate but those are all music to the ear because you can basically choose the right one your heart yearns for.
Zoe's dad had married her stepmother when her mom died of cancer. Zoe was eight then. She never for once felt bad and she barely missed her mom so much since her stepmother always made her feel loved.
"Hey Zoe we have new neighbors, you might want to bake them some banana muffins?" Lilian asked.
"Sure, Lilian," Zoe responded sleepily.
"Hurry up and come down for breakfast. You don't want your dad and me finishing everything," she joked.
She heard the room door close gently.
Yes, she called her step-mom by her name. Lilian said it was best they start off by becoming best friends and close pals. Her step-mom had told her that she had a son, who was actually about Zoe's age but they hadn't met before since he grew up and still lived with his father. Lillian had gotten divorced from her first husband for some reason I did not know.
Lilian had told Zoe that her son was going to be living with them this summer. Zoe was a bit pleased since she had no siblings. She was the only child of her mom and dad.
At least, she was going to have someone to fill that space soon. She knew they weren't real siblings but she was ready to be his sibling. Zoe didn't care to ask why he was going to live with them because she cared less about that.
She left the bathroom soon after she took her shower. She searched her closet before settling for a big polo shirt and baggy trousers which was her usual way of outfitting from her nook.
She didn't bother arranging her room or making herself look civilized. She slung on her backpack and dragged her sneakered feet, closing her room door behind her. I guess you could classify her as a tattered teenage she wolf but she didn't care.
She went down the stairs to the kitchen balcony, dropping her bag and heading to the kitchen.
"Hello, my sweetheart," Lilian said, giving Zoe a peck on the cheeks. "Good morning Lilian," she said, going to the fridge to get a cup of juice.
"Morning," Zoe replied.
"I hope you slept well?" Lillian asked.
"Yes. What should I help with?" Zoe asked.
"You could take this sausage to the dining Your dad must be all hungry," she said as Zoe did as she was asked without hesitation.
"Morning dad?" She said going up to give her dad a peck on the cheek. He was so engrossed in the morning newspaper that he barely took his eyes off it to smile at her before returning to read the headlines.
Feeling defeated at failing to gain his attention, Zoe decided to remind him of what he had always told her when she get engrossed on her phone. "Dad table manners."
"Oh, honey, I am almost done," he said with pleading eyes. She checked her time. It was 6:40 A.M already, Zoe shoved her remaining pie into her mouth before washing it down with some orange juice.
"Dad, I am late," she mumbled, hanging her backpack and pecking him on the cheek. "Have a great day," he said.
"Sure daddy." She said.
To Lillian, I yelled, "Bye, Lilian. I love you!"
"I love you more," I heard her say.
"Today Lu.. would becoming."
Zoe didn't let her complete her statement as I closed the door. Going to the garage, she unlocked her bicycle and climbed on it as she rode it down the street.
She sighted the new neighbors. They were busy unloading the moving van parked in front of their home. One of the children, a teenage boy around her age, stared back at her as they continued to gawk at each other, none of them planing to withdrawing their gaze.
Zoe didn't notice the car pulling up in front of her before it could hit her. She stumbled to the ground, registering pain as it shot through her aggrieved body. She looked in the direction of the teenage boy who had failed to-or rather chosen not to-warn her but the boy was gone.
'Jerk,' she thought.
The driver's door soon pulled opened.
"Are you okay?" The young teenage boy asked.
"Yes. I'm fine." She nodded.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going," he apologized.
"It's fine," she said.
She picked up her bicycle while trying to dust herself off. While he tried to restore himself to some semblance of organization, a call came in on his cell and he took it.
"Yes, mom? I am at the estate," Zoe heard him say as she rode her bicycle not to get any more delay. She got to her school where she had dance practice! Zoe's best friend had forced her to join the dancing group since she was going to be the only person during practice.
Zoe wasn't the best dancer, but she could successfully attempt most dancing moves.
There were two dancing groups at her school. The first was the dancing squad for geeks and the other was the dancing squad for the more fashionable students.
You could guess the one Zoe fell into.
Hector Hidalgo needed a maid. The death of his wife had left him depressed, running his business, and his daughters getting traumatized and saddened by the death of their mother was too much for him to handle. Teresa Conner needs a job badly. Her mother had been sick since her father died in a hit-and-run accident, things have gotten hard for her and her family but when an opportunity comes to fill in for her, she jumps to collect the job. Teresa Conner wasn't rich but she promised to search for the hit and run killer when she has made enough money. All too soon the pair are fighting their mutual interaction, will they be able to help each other heal from their pain as they uncover a hidden secret?
Samantha Holmes had never thought of getting into the world of endorsing suitor until she got entangled with a supernatural being. She was in her second year in the university when she met her arrogant, possesive and hot looking professor. Mr montes. She had thought it was just a mere coincidence that she got entangled with him but she had no idea that he had other plans in stuck for her.
After few more seconds of that blissful kiss, they finally pulled away as they both kept panting but still held on to each other tightly. “It seems you like being with my brother James!” Steven busted out as Lucy was going to kiss him again. She didn't know what to say as she tried to pull away by the mention of James but Steven still held her very tight. “Tell me?” he said as his lips instantly brushed her shoulder sending her multiple shivers. “Steven, it's all confusing,” she said looking at the other end of the pool. She was in shock when his hand went inside her cloth and kept tracing themselves comfortably, she couldn't help it as her n****e kept whacking his chest and making her very wet. “I don't like seeing you with James, it breaks my heart into pieces,” he said placing kisses on her neck, She couldn't help it as she loved the warmness of his lips on her neck. She loved it as he tilted her face and started soaking on her throat, she couldn't help but let out an involuntary moan! She could now feel Steven growing erection which was now poking her thigh under the water. She couldn't meditate if she was the one causing him an erection or the warm water which was now cold. She was in pure bliss as he cups one side of her ass, she couldn't hold it again as her legs began to wobble, and Steven had Carried her on his waist. Lucy didn't care if she was going home today without her virginity. Steven dragged both of them to the shallow end of the pool, he had held her more tightly and was kissing her harder than before! His tongue was pushing down her lips. Lucy moaned again before twisting her tongues with Steven. She kept running her hand across his bare chest. Steven began to buck his hips against Lucy and she could feel him getting bigger each second, she was getting wetter herself thinking about both of them having sex. Steven's hands had traveled down her shirt touching one of her apples. She didn't know if to hold his shaft but she was going to give it a try. Lucy miler, who is a crippled girl relocated from New York City to Canada to finally live with her grandparents. She is definitely a lover of musical instruments and would do anything to get to play them with any band group, what happens when she gets intricate between two brothers because of her new friend and her grandparents.
"It's a command and not a request, look me in the eyes," he let out. "I said look me in the eyes," he yelled louder that I couldn't help but shiver. "She's blind," someone let out in the crowd. I could feel my legs go weak. "Are you blind?" he asked but I kept mute. "Don't let me repeat myself, are you blind?" he yelled in frustration. "Yes," I said with a teary and shaky voice. "A blind Mate," he yelled out for everyone to hear. "The moon Goddess must be great to have given me a blind-mate, a useless and weak one! What can a blind person do? They are of no use," he let out as those words hit me hard. "You would never be good enough for me and therefore it would be a waste to have you as my mate," he said as my legs went weak, I couldn't help it as I fell on the floor. I wished that he could just stop because all his words were assassinating to the heart. "I, Alpha Ace ray d king reject you for a mate.
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."
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."