Skip Hamilton is Upper east side's resident Playboy who has slept with everything with legs , male and female. He is not only a playboy but a master businessman and is unrivaled at closing business deals. He is also very particular about keeping his playboy lifestyle away from his work life and he succeeds in separating this two until Divine enters the picture . Divine Jackson is what everyone assumes an average college student should be. Except, Divine is an orphan and must have a steady source of income if she wants to get a degree from the University of California. What better way to get a steady source of income than something she is passionate about ? Divine is an erotic dancer by night and an average student in sweats by day. She has enough money to be a temptress even by day but Divine's mantra is also to never mix business with school,so she is deeply disappointed when Skip shows up in both aspects of her life and threatens to rain down on her parade .
Divine Jackson sat down in her last class for the week trying very hard to listen to what the lecturer was saying , nothing was getting through because she was so exhausted .
She grabbed her coffee cup and emptied the milk tea that she had bought on her way into the campus earlier .
This was bad , she always made sure her milk tea did not finish before she was ready to leave campus because then she got cranky and nothing the lecturers said ever made sense .
Divine felt it again, the eyes that she always felt on her during class .
It had been going on for a while , she would feel someone staring at her but she never looked back because there was just too many people sitting behind and she would rather not draw attention to herself by turning around.
Someone asked a question regarding the mid semester assignment he had given them and Divine sat up straighter , she had also been having issues with the assignment .
The lecturer told the guy that had asked the question that if he had read the previous notes , he would not have issues with the assignment , so Divine quickly drafted a couple of notes that she needed.
1. Go through the last class's note again.
2. Finish my draft on the mid semester business analysis assignment.
3. Drink some fucking water.
Divine wrote the third one down as she noticed the flaky , pasty feel her palm was giving her .
She was probably really dehydrated or maybe she was just over exerted , she had never really been great at knowing when to stop,she just worked till she broke down or something worse happened.
She put her pen down and looked back up at the lecturer that was giving them yet another assignment to do when she was still defaulting on the last one .
Divine groaned deeply into her hoodie, she groaned a little too loudly and the whole class seemed to have heard because they all began to chuckle.
Divine raised her head slowly, avoiding their eyes as she smiled apologetically.
The lecturer had stopped what he was doing and was looking at her sternly .
" Miss ? ", he called stiffly , his voice cold over the public address system of the lecture auditorium .
Divine jumped on to her feet, upsetting her books and thankfully empty coffee cup as she did so.
She bent down to pick her things , earning more chuckles from the class as she huddled around clumsily .
" Sir ? ", She replied quietly.
The lecturer took off his glasses and began to rub his temples , closing his eyes for a second before he opened them again to regard Divine .
" Does my class bore you so much ? ", He asked in an obviously snarky manner.
Divine shook her head hurriedly before realizing that he wanted her to talk .
" No sir , I am sorry ", She apologized, hoping that he might just stop talking if she did.
Standing and having everyone's eyes on her was beginning to get at her.
Her palms were getting sweaty and her vision hazy , she needed to sit down or fall into a pit or just dissapear from all of their memories .
The lecturer shook his head and turned back to the PowerPoint presentation he had been reading from , he stared at it disdainfully for a few seconds while Divine debated seating down or waiting for him to say something to her .
" Fuck it ! ".
Divine jumped a little on hearing the teacher curse via the public address system , the whole class waited with bated breaths as the lecturer forced his glasses down his face , grabbed his lecture materials and stomped out of the class .
The class waited till he was completely out of the auditorium before they broke out in whoops and cheers .
" Thank you , Jackson !!! ".
Someone screamed from another part of the class and it immediately became a chorus as they all began to thank Divine and escape the class .
Divine smiled nervously and fell into her seat , she waited anxiously for most of them to leave the auditorium before she hurriedly began to pack her books into her bag .
As soon as she was done , she swept the path to the exit of the room to make sure she would not encounter any body as she tried to run out , it was safe so she stood up and began to speed walk out of the class .
As she walked , she caught sight of a guy somewhere at the back of the classroom staring at her.
His stare was piercing just like the one she had been feeling during the class , so she stopped to stare back at him , she had never noticed him before .
He was handsome with blonde hair cut very short and several piercings , one in his nose, one on each ear and blue eyes that made you want to stop when he focused them on you.
Divine realized that she had been staring so she quickly ran out of the auditorium and down the hallway that led out of that block , she found a trash can and threw out her three coffee cups before she resumed her walking .
She ran over to the row of bicycles that would take students out of the campus and ran to the very edge where her baby was packed .
She fetched her keys and put on her helmet, she glided on to her motorcycle smoothly and started her engine , letting her baby purr to life .
She waited a few seconds for the purr to settle her nerves before she rode out of the school , earning grunts from people as she rode recklessly past them .
BLURB: A land of myth and magic, far from the probing gaze of humanity, a land for were breeds and otherworldly creatures, A land with a sacred rule, that any child born under a crescent moon was to be killed. Until the King’s child is born under a crescent moon, the king has to kill his child to abide by the age-old tradition, which throws the kingdom in disarray, during this period the king’s half-brother, Mali Khan, fueled by envy and thirst for power, orchestrated a rebellion with the Odenus Naga leader of the legion of assassins and an enemy of Dabba, killing the king and plunging the baby’s world into chaos. Protected by her father's foresight, Anna was hidden by her father’s most trusted guard in the human world, blissfully unaware of her royal bloodline. Yet, tragedy strikes when– her best friend is killed by Naga's assassins, and her aunt is mercilessly killed by her uncle's werewolves, unveiling the grim truth. Driven by grief and rage, Anna embarks on a journey of vengeance. Armed with the newfound knowledge of her royal lineage, Anna navigates the treacherous world of the Dabba Union, a world steeped in ancient magic and advanced technology. Anna's newfound life leads her to the lord of the beasts, one of the last living Werelions, Connor. A young Werebreed who believes she's the guardian, the special one who can stop the tyranny of Mali Khan and Odenus Naga. Even though the fate of the whole world rests upon her shoulders, Anna still finds herself falling for the golden gaze of the beast lord. it's a romance between two sacred werebreeds, a Forbidden romance….
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"