21+ WARNING!!!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY MATURE CONTENTS, NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE... "Every good girl wants a bad boy who is good only for her." "Every bad boy wants a good girl who is bad only for him." "Whenever you are looking for love don't look too far he might be right next door." Cindy Williams has a 4.0 GPA, no social life, and precisely two friends-the stereotypical adolescent fiction heroine. Austin Holden, her next-door neighbor and an unachievably popular football player, has captured her heart for life. Up until Justin Drake shows up, she believes her senior year would be calm. Extremely attractive but conceited, he's a bad kid whose past Clara would do anything to erase. He's also rude and conceited. Her life is completely upside down due to being torn between two males. Maybe, however, she discovers herself and love in the middle of all the uncertainty and mayhem.
This may begin to demonstrate to you just how pitiful my typical day-to-day existence is in precisely two ways.
One will be humiliated by a former best friend who is now the queen bee and despises me to the core of her being. (I promise, it will arrive later.)
However, the other will be smitten with the man who lives next door.
As I peered out my wide French windows to the room in front of me in the home, I said to myself, "Come on." The door of that room opens, and I scurry to the side in the hopes that he won't see me.
Okay, I'll admit it. It was kind of stupid to spend my Friday night trying to get a glimpse of him by looking into his room.
Put it away.
I mean, it was kind of pathetic that this was how I spent my Friday night and all the other nights of the week.
How pitiful.
Holden Austin.
My heart was tapping to the tune of his very existence. Every school has that one man who 90% of the females lust over. He's a few steps up the social ladder and not the haughty jerk that every other decent-looking guy is.
Austin most certainly met that requirement at our school. His blonde hair, emerald eyes, and his status as a football player were all signs of perfection. I was in love with him because of this. Austin is not a typical jock; he's not a jerk. The talented quarterback has a golden heart.
My phone's notification alarm went off abruptly. I scrambled to get to my phone on the dressing table, tripping over my massive canopy bed. Alright, I did like Austin Holden. I'm using the term "liked" a little loosely since, to be honest, I was in love with him. He had captured my heart from the moment I could remember.
Even while he was dating some of the prettiest, sexiest females in our class.
I leaned over immediately to see that Austin had left a note. I stumbled over my fingers to read his letter.
Would you please come to your window so we can talk?
I immediately combed my bushy blonde hair and glanced at my image in the mirror as my heart skipped a beat. tall frame, grey-blue eyes, and blonde hair. Unless I was with Austin, I was the kind of person who never received a second look-and even then, it was usually a death gaze. I had on trousers and a basic green t-shirt on. As usual, when I was very delighted or enthusiastic, my normally dull eyes would twinkle with enthusiasm.
Basically, whenever it had to do with Austin.
I raced to my window once I was happy with how I looked-basically, I was attempting to smooth out the creases on my t-shirt.
With his legs hanging outdoors, Austin was seated on the window ledge.
I said, "Austin, get back in, you'll fall!"
Austin raised his head. He had dark rings around his drooping eyes. His toned arms were bared by the black V-neck t-shirt he was wearing.
That's hot, for crying out loud.
Cindy, pay attention.
He stammered, "Cindyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"
I said to him, "Oh my god, are you drunk?" Austin nodded sluggishly, almost tripping over.
I yell as I dash out of the home and down the stairs, "Stay I'm coming."
It doesn't take me long to swiftly unlock the door of his large, three-story home, which is precisely like mine, by finding the extra key beneath the mattress. I run upstairs and into Austin's room, a room I've been in a million times. The color blue served as his room's signature. everything from the carpet to his bed sheet to his curtains. There were areas of the wall that were a dark blue color that weren't covered with plaques or shelves containing his football awards.
"Austin, come down from the window sill." I called out. Austin looked around, perplexed. His large green eyes were fixed on me.
"Come and get me," he murmured in a childlike manner.
Come on, you know you really adore this man when, when he gets drunk, his inner four-year-old comes out and you think it's "cute".
I calmly said, "Austin, you know I can't do that. With my luck, we'll both fall."
If you have seen me up a flight of stairs, you really don't need an explanation for that statement. Not often times do I stumble and fall while going up.
Therefore, it would not be the best idea to add a window to that equation.
He smiles, which makes me feel lightheaded, and adds, "Right." Austin descends the window ledge gradually, but he stumbles and falls into his bed, with me underneath him.
"Just because you hate me doesn't mean your body doesn't want me," he added. He moved closer to her, lifting her leg as he did so. His fingers trailed down to her neck, touching her lips. He could hear her heart race, and he knew he had a magnetic pull on her. He said the obvious: "There is no denying that your body wants me." He turned his back on her after saying, "So don't you ever think that I can't have you when I want because I can and I would." *** He hovered over her, pinning her body to his with his arms around her waist, whispering to her, "I own you now Bell and you can never escape me." His imagination was running wild due to her scent, which was driving him insane. *** Bell was a happy and beautiful girl who lived contentedly with her parents and younger brother as the only family related to the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack. However, one Alpha attacked their pack and brutally killed her family. She felt as though the world had ended when she learned that her uncle had sold her as a bride to the same Alpha who had murdered her family. This broke and shattered her, leaving her weak and alone. Will she avenge her family or will she submit to her Alpha's will and accept this cruel fate? Book 1 of the werewolf shifter dark romance series is available here.
Now that classes are in session, the material is extremely challenging! She wishes to write about my world and the domme. And rather than taking her, I'm meant to teach her. However, her feisty demeanor begs to be subdued. Her innocence cries out to be captured. I'm confident that my whip will subdue her. Her young body cries out for my stern, seasoned touch. I'll teach her to tolerate suffering in order to experience joy. Like our contract, the seclusion is only for a limited time. However, what if I'd prefer something more long-lasting? Although I should not fall for my subs, I appear to be disobeying all of my own rules.
"Daddy is going to insert it," I yelled. "Daddy is going to fuck this lovely hole with his fingers." Either because of the feelings in her cunt or because she knew a horrible fuck was about to happen, she cried out at that point, but it worked for me. I started to pierce her back by gently pressing my finger against the tight folds, using more pressure to force my way in. I gave an encouraging rasp, "Come on, baby." "Calm down, open up to Daddy, and let him buttfuck you." With a snap, I slipped in up to the first knuckle, that tight ring squeezing my finger so tight, so dry, so stimulating, and those dirty words did the job. The brunette thought it was great. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" As I pierced her ass, she let out a cry, her head tilted towards the heavens, her lips slightly open, and her breasts swinging subtly below.
WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY MATURE CONTENTS, NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE... His index and middle fingers circling my clit told me there was no way I was going to sleep again. I keep my eyes closed and bite my lip so that I don't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he's got me awake. With that, he stuck a rough finger right in the middle of me, causing my eyes to pop wide and my jaw to fall. "This sure will wake you up." "Fuck you," I sulk, putting my hand behind me to firmly hold his hair between my fingers and reluctantly grinning at him. "God, I hate you sometimes." He says, "No you don't," and then presses his thumb against my clit while his other finger moves at the most delightful pace in and out of my moist core. What an awful way to start the day, eh? "Robert," I sulk as I move his head out of my neck. "Please, no.. ************ Young journalist Isabella Jones is tasked with speaking with Robert Woods, the charismatic and influential CEO of Woods Enterprises. Given that Woods is extremely reclusive and rarely grants interviews, Isabella is anxious about the interview. She is adamant, though, that she will give it her all and get the story.... but one thing is certain, she'd have to sleep with him to get the job.
21+ WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY MATURED CONTENTS, NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE. Kelly unintentionally switches cellphones with the standout quarterback of a rival high school. Unable to switch it back until a week later, she has to communicate with the haughty boy by sending SMS and voicemails. She discovers there's more to him than smug remarks and sexual innuendos as she gets to know him better. Will Kelly's feelings endure, though, when identities are disclosed and secrets are made public?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
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.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”