(This book has sex scenes, 18+ only)Nobody wants to jump into a relationship right after a breakup, do they? Lauren Jones, a self-proclaimed love enthusiast, parts ways with her boyfriend because of SEX. Less than a week later, she crosses paths with Brian Trevor, a charismatic retired Marine. Lauren is cautious about rushing into a new romance, but when she meets Brian, a rugged ex-Marine with a body like a demigod and a canvas of tattoos, her defences crumble. Brian, bearing the scars of his ugly past, is focused on launching his new venture. Love wasn't on his agenda until Lauren enters the picture. She's everything he ever wanted, but all she was willing to give was just her body not her HEART, not knowing that's all he needs to get to heart.
It felt as though a weighty boulder rested upon my heart. The ache, dear heavens, the agony was akin to a slow-spreading cancer. Heartbreak, that's what it mirrored. Initially, there was the excruciating pain, followed by a numbing hollowness.
To be honest with myself, the numbness had set in long before just five days ago. Daniel and I hadn't been intimate for weeks, and well before that, my orgasms had ceased. My once joyful experiences had withered away like an aged prune, defying all attempts to rekindle them.
I found myself in a state of frigidity, an unexpected and unwelcome development. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. I was in my prime and should have been enjoying mind-blowing sex at least four times a week, but it had dwindled to a mere quarterly occurrence. Moreover, I had to initiate every single time.
Taking a seat on a stool at the kitchen bar, I stared at a cup of steaming tea in front of me. It was well past dinner time, but my appetite had deserted me. I clutched the cup, hoping to still my trembling hands. Never before had I felt such a profound sense of betrayal and embarrassment in my life.
"I still can't believe you cheated on me," I said, more to myself than anyone else.
Daniel and I weren't exactly on speaking terms ever since I found out that he'd been cheating on me about five days ago. That's when my world had come crashing down, the pain almost unbearable.
Despite the urge telling me not to look, I glanced over at Daniel sitting on the couch - his favorite spot in the small apartment we rented together - and I wanted to bash him across the head with something hard.
Just as the thought crossed my mind, he turned his head to look at me, his brown eyes filled with pity for me. There was a time when I used to look into his eyes only to see love and affection staring back at me.
But those days were over now. Gone. Adios. Now he pitied me.
"I don't know what else to say to you, Lauren. Anna was there for me when you weren't." He shrugged his shoulders and went back to staring at the TV, totally engrossed in his episode of Friends.
His answer caught me by surprise. Had I spoken that loudly?
"Here for you how?" I whispered.
He tore his eyes from the TV once more, his eyebrows dipping low and slanting as if I was harassing the hell out of him.
"Sexually."
One word.
That's all it took for me to feel like I'd been sucker-punched in the gut. Five days ago when I'd asked why he cheated his answer had been different. He said it had to do with me being busy and always so focused on my art, but now I got to hear the truth. It was ugly.
"You never complained about sex." My voice came out harsher than intended, the edges dripping with unconcealed pain. Why did my throat feel like I'd had cactus for breakfast?
Daniel reached over for the remote control on the coffee table and muted the tv. "I don't know, Lauren. The whole you not coming thing kind of freaked me out. There was nothing I could do to make you come. Do you know what something like that does to a man's ego? I started thinking maybe you were cheating on me or that you were no longer attracted to me. I couldn't think of a logical reason why you would just stop coming after so many years."
Alright. He was talking. This was good. Maybe I would get the closure I needed.
I wrapped my hand around the warm teacup and cleared my throat. "I told you I don't know why it happened. We talked about this, and we agreed that if I didn't come within six months I was going to see a sex therapist, but it's only been like four months?"
"And in those four months we had sex like what? About seven times, maybe eight? Most of it was in the first week after we found out about your little problem. You pulled away from me, Lauren. You didn't want to make love like before."
"I didn't, but I was always the one to initiate sex, and yes, when I found out I wasn't getting off I stopped, but you never made a move. The seven or eight times we did it was because of me. I told you I didn't have to come to enjoy sex. So stop pretending like my orgasm problem is the reason our sex life died!"
I slammed my hand on the tiled surface of the counter. The teacup rattled, but didn't fall over. This was stupid. I felt stupid as shit. Talking to Daniel was like talking to a three year old. Nothing was ever his fault.
Breathe in. Breath out. Daniel would not derail me this day... and he had better do something about those eyebrows before I went over there and plucked them out, one by one.
"Look, I get all of that. There is no valid explanation for what I did. I didn't approach you because I didn't see the point if you were getting nothing out of it. I needed to feel like a man. I needed to feel wanted and I needed to know that I could still make a woman come and that the problem wasn't me." Again, his eyebrows slashed inward and then he shrugged.
I ignored the tremor of my hand as I lifted the teacup to my lips. The burn was instant. I clamped my jaw shut, all the while rubbing my tongue along the upper ceiling of my mouth as my taste-buds shriveled up like sandpaper.
The hot liquid rushed down my throat, leaving a wake of fire on its way down to my gut. I held back tears.
The tea tasted like crap anyways. Chamomile, bland, no sugar. Just how I liked it, normally.
But today, today was different. I was tired of hearing Anna's name come out of my ex-boyfriend's mouth. The tea was supposed to help tone down the foul mood I'd been in the last past days, but it clearly wasn't working.
To top it off, I hadn't expected him to answer my quiet query, and now that he had, I felt a sharp tinge of anger course through my blood.
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This is an intense High school romance where Photography student, Charlotte Ken thought her internship with the Michigan Bisons ice hockey team would be all about capturing the game, and from the sidelines, cheering her twin brother who is on the team. What she didn't anticipate was the team's charismatic captain, William Malvin, a rumored NHL first draft pick and a true game-changer. With his dazzling smile, sparkling green eyes, and magnetic personality, William transforms Charlotte's internship into a life-altering experience filled with love, friendship and surprises. Charlotte and William didn't set out to find love on the ice, but sometimes love has its own way of melting the Ice.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father's ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."