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Zoe gave up everything and prepared to move to Manitoba, because her fiancé, Kyle, was offered a promotion. Discovering that Kyle cheated on her, Zoe leaves him at the airport. Knowing she would have to start over, the first place she turns to is her old apartment. She returns to what was once her home and finds that someone else has already taken over. In hopes of avoiding homelessness, she makes a deal with the new resident Dylan, and they decide to live together. Dylan helps Zoe find a job at the law firm he works at while hoping to romance her. Little does Zoe know that Dylan is the owner of the firm and a Billionaire. Dylan hides his identity in hopes of finding a wife to love him for who he is, and not what he has. Zoe fights against her past learning to love again. If only Dylan would have been honest from the start that he is the richest man in the city. Could his omission tear them apart? My Forever Love is created by Anne Powell, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
Zoe stepped into one of the yellow cabs waiting outside of the Toronto airport. With such an array to choose from, she decided to go with the only cab on the far right-hand corner of the departure lane. She wasn't in the mood to fight for a ride, and she wanted to avoid the crowds of people off to the left-hand side. There were people talking, laughing, and reminiscing about their trips. All Zoe could think about was how she nearly made the worst mistake of her life. This mistake could have caused her years of unhappiness.
Zoe's mind attempted to process what had just happened. She felt like her life was falling
apart, and she wasn't sure how to put back the pieces. Sometimes when things were broken, there wouldn't be an easy fix.
As she got into the back of the cab, she knew the first stop she would have to make was to go back to her apartment. She would start there.
"Please take me to 17 Dufferin Street," Zoe asked the driver politely.
The driver nodded in response but said nothing.
As Zoe stared at the back of his seat, she allowed herself to sink into the chair. A few tears dropped from the corner of her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.
She had cried enough for a lifetime, and she didn't want to allow herself to break down at this moment. She had so many things to handle over the next short period while attempting to put the pieces of her life back together. She needed strength now more than ever, but she wasn't sure how to gain this much needed strength.
As the driver arrived at her building, Zoe heard him pop open the trunk. As she got out of the cab, she began to tug on her luggage. Luckily, she only had one large suitcase, rather than four or five suitcases which would have been normal for someone making such a large move from Toronto to Manitoba.
As she struggled to get the suitcase out of the trunk of the car, she looked longingly at the building before her. Mid-rise, only ten stories in the sky, but the most beautiful view of the city. It was one of the only buildings in the area with an unobstructed view.
Despite the overwhelming sadness she was feeling, something inside of her inspired hope. She knew that within time, everything would turn out for the best.
She lugged her suitcase up the stairs to the front door, and used her old key to open it. Luckily the locks had not been changed, and she took that as a positive sign that things were going to end well.
As she entered the elevator and hit number ten, she hoped that she would find her apartment empty, available, and free.
As the door opened on the tenth floor, Zoe stepped out and made her way to her apartment.
Apartment 1005. There were only five apartments on the tenth floor and she had the corner unit.
As she once again took out her key and inserted it into the lock, it opened. Zoe was thankful because this had meant that the landlord had not rented out her apartment to someone else as of yet. She had lost nearly everything else that had meant anything to her, but the worries about losing her apartment were now fading away.
She sighed, feeling hopeful and sad all at the same time, allowing a few more tears to fall from her eyes.
The apartment was empty, as she had sold most of her furniture. There were only a few items
that remained including utensils in the kitchen, her furniture out on the balcony, and luckily her bed in the master bedroom. These items had come with the apartment when she had first rented it, so they were the only items she didn't sell or move out when she had decided to leave.
No new furniture had been moved in, another positive sign that the apartment was still vacant.
For now, she only needed her bed. At least until she was able to get in touch with her landlord about taking back her apartment. She wanted to be sure her name was on the lease before anyone else had a chance to take it over. She would call him today and ask him to take it off the market. If he hadn't found someone to take it over by now, chances are she could sleep for a few hours and allow her body and mind to rest.
As she made her way past the second bedroom, she opened her bedroom door. She pulled
her suitcase behind her, pushed it off to the side, and shut the door behind her. She took a minute to wander around the room and look at her surroundings. She knew she had many things to take care of, but she couldn't bring herself to do anything.
She stared outside at the city skyline set out before her. As she ran her hands along the windowpane, she wondered how she ever considered leaving. What could have been more important than her happiness? There was no place in the world better than Toronto to Zoe. She may not be well-traveled, but from the places she had seen, there was no other city for her.
If only she had considered her own happiness she might not be in this situation.
Feeling defeated, she looked around the empty room towards the bed. She had been awake for far too long. The chores of the day would be there to greet her once she was rested and truly able to deal with her anxieties.
So, she pulled back the covers of her bed and tucked herself inside. As she let out a loud sigh, she closed her eyes praying for sleep. What she had just been through had been the most devastating experience of her life. She forced herself to sleep, hoping to forget the events of the day. Unfortunately, her dreams had other plans.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.