"Congratulations, Leilani Hernandez. You're qualified to be my bride for the next three months. So, come forward, and let's have the deal signed," --- She's very pretty with charms and grace to make any man submit to her will. However, one cannot be blessed with all the good qualities of life. Very pretty Leilani Hernandez was ill-mannered and this deterred her from getting a lasting job. She had a duty to take care of her crippled brother, but she was out of work and her brother's health was deteriorating. Nelson Carter is thirty years old. A billionaire who is as cold as ice. Perfectly built body and devilishly attractive. Nelson believed in a few things in life. Love and getting married weren't any of those things, but his Aunt-the only family he had left wanted him to get married and he was left with no choice but to please her. Since he wasn't romantically involved with any woman at that time, organizing an interview to select the best bride for him was the only idea he could muster up after a long thought. What happens when the man Leilani lashed out at on her way to her new job interview that morning turns out to be the head interviewer? He wasn't interested at first, but her fierceness grabbed his attention. Nelson picked out Leilani amidst the hundreds of women who wanted to be his bride. But he had his intentions in his mind- to break her wings, ruin her and make her pay for her rudeness towards him. Leilani knew she was doomed when Nelson stepped right in front of her with a sly smile playing on his lips. Her brother was sick and she was determined to do all it took to save his life. So will she agree?
The phone's vibrations pierced the peaceful ambiance of the cozy room, causing the slumbering figure on the bed to stir and shift.
"Answer the phone, Ethan. It's interrupting my sleep," Leilani Hernandez grumbled, keeping her eyes shut.
A blonde teenage boy, dressed in a brown heart-shaped neckline, wheeled himself into the small room and shook his head sadly at his sleeping sister.
Without haste, he made his way to the wooden cabinet and picked up the phone.
"I don't think Lani really needs the job, Hannah," Ethan held the phone to his ear and spoke loudly, staring at his sister's sleeping face, "she's still enjoying her slumber."
His intention to wake her was successful as Leilani's eyes opened wide and she jerked upright in bed, realizing it was already morning. "Gosh, Ethan! Why didn't you wake me up?"
As she questioned her little brother, she ran her hand through her disheveled brunette hair in frustration before jumping out of bed carelessly, throwing the covers aside.
"She's wide awake now, Hannah. I'll talk to you later," Ethan ended the call and turned to face his sister, who was now frantically selecting her outfit from the wardrobe.
"I hope you won't blame me if I don't get this job, Ethan," Leilani mumbled, sifting through her clothes.
Ethan remained quiet, observing her in silence.
After Leilani finished picking out her clothes and tossing them onto the bed, she turned to her brother and went to grab the wheelchair handle, saying, "Let's get your bath ready before mine."
As she spoke, she hastily wheeled her ailing brother out of her room and into his, situated to the left of hers.
"Lani?" Ethan's voice was hesitant as they entered his room.
Leilani simply hummed in reply, busying herself with choosing his attire.
"Can you please avoid getting fired this time? I beg of you, Lani. I want to stand on my own two feet again. It's difficult to see you sacrificing everything for me. I know it's too late for me to go back to school, but I can still work and support us financially."
Leilani paused her actions, but didn't turn to face her brother right away. She was all too familiar with the tears welling up in his amber eyes.
"Ethan, it's not entirely my fault that I got fired. Shouldn't my boss have given me a heads up about the arrival of the Dwarf CEO? How was I supposed to know he was the big boss when he barely reached my knee?"
As she finished speaking, Leilani had turned to face Ethan, her heartbreak evident in her expression. She hated to see her brother in tears.
"Here we go again. Why would you call someone you've never met a dwarf in the first place?" Ethan's voice cracked as he scolded his sister, who had bowed her head in remorse, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
Removing the tears from her face, Leilani knelt before her brother, saying, "I sincerely apologize, Ethan, and I vow to behave impeccably today in hopes of winning their approval. I will do whatever it takes to secure a stable job this time around."
She gazed at Ethan's once muscular legs, now withered and decaying. Despite trying to wipe her own tears, they continued to flow down her face in a steady stream.
"You will walk again soon, Ethan," she struggled to speak, "I promise you."
Ethan saw the determination in his sister's eyes and felt a wave of relief wash over him. He nodded continuously, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes.
"I believe you, Lani. Please don't cry. You know how much it pains me to see you in tears," Ethan gently wiped the tears from Leilani's face, while tears of his own streamed down his cheeks.
Leilani gently reached up and brushed away her brother's tears with a delicate hand. "Now, give me a smile, my dear," she said softly.
In an instant, Ethan's cheeks lit up in the widest grin Leilani had seen from him in a while, causing her own face to light up with joy.
After just forty-five minutes, the two siblings were dressed and ready to go. Leilani wheeled Ethan into the cozy living room and left him there. "Stay put, my love. I'll be back shortly," she said before disappearing into the kitchen.
Ethan's gaze remained fixed on the entrance to the kitchen, filled with pure adoration for his sister. In his eyes, she was not only his caretaker but also the best sister one could ever dream of having. Ever since their father had abandoned them years ago, she had taken on the role of their provider, never once complaining or showing any signs of exhaustion. Ethan longed to be able to walk again so he could repay his sister's unwavering love and kindness.
"Ta-da!" Leilani exclaimed, her grin stretching wide as she re-entered the room, balancing a plate with two sandwiches and a mug of water.
"Thank you, Lani," Ethan plastered a smile on his face as he took the plate from his always cheerful sister.
To be truthful, he was growing weary of the plain sandwich, but he didn't want to complain to Leilani. He could see the effort she put into preparing their meals.
"Oh, and if that grumbling sack of potatoes comes around, let her know she'll receive her money this week," Leilani instructed Ethan before dashing over to the old television set, grabbing the remote, and switching it on.
"Don't let boredom consume you, Ethan. Watch television, play games, and study. It's imperative. You know that. I'll return before lunch, but in case you get hungry before then, there are still some delectable chocolate cookies left in the kitchen from Hannah's visit yesterday," Leilani reminded him.
Ethan savored each bite of his meal, leisurely consuming it as he followed his sister's daily instructions.
"Lani loves Ethan," she whispered under her breath.
"Ethan loves Lani even more," he responded, smiling at his sister's affection.
Leilani leaned in to give Ethan a quick kiss on his forehead before rushing towards the entrance. She quickly turned back for a last glance at her brother, then grabbed the doorknob and stepped outside.
"Fuck!" Leilani silently cursed as she locked eyes with a short, full-bodied woman with green-tinted, low-cut hair.
The woman was dressed in a black, round t-shirt and denim pants that made her look indeed like sack of potatoes.
With her sturdy arms folded across her chest, she scowled at Leilani who responded with a sheepish grin.
"Good morning, Madam Bassey," Leilani cheerfully greeted, adjusting her black shoulder bag and making her way towards the woman.
"Drop the fake act and give me my bloody money, Leilani Hernandez!" Madam Bassey's frown deepened, her eyes blazing with anger as she stared down at the woman in front of her, almost like she wanted to burn her to ashes.
However, Leilani's smile continued to grow, her determination overriding any potential for upset this morning.
"Madam Bassey, you're too cute to be frowning this way, you know. Don't be surprised when your face grows wrinkled by tomorrow morning," Leilani's soft words caught Madam Bassey off guard, her usual stern demeanor giving way to surprise at this uncharacteristic display of leniency.
But soon, Madam Bassey's senses returned and she took a step back from Leilani, her expression turning to one of annoyance.
"Save your theatrics, you insolent child! If you don't have my money, then get out of my house this instant!" she bellowed, her gaze shooting daggers at Leilani.
In response, Leilani let out a frustrated sigh and met her landlady's fiery eyes with a wordless stare.
As the silence stretched on, Madam Bassey's narrowed gaze held a heated intensity, until finally she spoke up again. "So now you've lost your tongue?" she taunted.
"What do you expect me to say, you insensible woman!" Leilani's good mood from before had completely vanished, replaced with a fiery rage.
"I've been unemployed for two weeks now, and you know it. I'm on my way to a job interview right now. So if you want your money, you should start praying for me to get this job!"
Madam Bassey gave a curt nod, recognizing the Leilani she once knew. Not the one who had been putting on a façade of politeness moments ago.
"Why should I offer prayers for a badly-mannered lady like you? In fact, I hope your job interview turns out to be a disaster," retorted Madam Bassey.
Leilani remained unaffected and stepped closer to her. "The last thing on my mind is that you would barge into my house and forcefully remove me. Talk to you later, Fatty," she quipped.
"Fatty" was the nickname that Leilani had bestowed upon Madam Bassey, and she relished using it, especially when she was angry, just like in that moment.
Without pausing or reacting to Madam Bassey's spiteful words, Leilani walked away as the older woman continued to vent her frustrations.
She stood nervously opposite his brown delinquent eyes. His sturdy was crouching above her, his hands were put on both sides of the rail, giving her no space to move as her eyes locked with his. The more he leaned closer, the more her heart heaved violently. She nibbled at her lower lip, no matter how hard she tried to avoid him, he's always coming back. “Why do you keep chasing after me?” She asked quietly, struggling to sustain her composure. She seems to lose her breath at just his sight. Just as expected, he didn't say a word as his cold eyes persists to linger on her face, “Do you like me?” She further raised a question, neglecting the indifference on his countenance. This time, he tuts as he picked a strand of hair at her ear, twiddling at his fingertips. “Don't you think like is a big word, Tinkerbell?” He whispered, leaning close, so she could feel him. However, his eyes were still dim and empty, devoid of emotion. She discreetly gulped, not knowing what could be running through his head. “It's natural Snow White, it just occurred to me that you're the first female I acknowledged as a lady” *** She's the good girl. She's no different from a boring introvert, a reserved lady who spoke little. She didn't attain a mutual relationship with her family. Over time, she fell in love with a man who wasn't out of her league. But this man broke her and left her shattered, which made her hate herself. Just when she was picking up her broken self, Zachary Gonzalez walked into her life with his mysteries.
All she yearns for was her father's dick buried deep inside her wet vagina, she would always get mad each time she caught a glimpse of any lady chatting with her dad. This feeling had to stop, she was lusting after her dad. There are many guys out there, trying their logical best to seize her attention for she was a beauty to behold, but all she wanted was her dad, her dad only. She always wished for her mom to always be on business trips, so she would have all the time with her hottie Dad. It started as a mere attraction, a mere attraction from a daughter to her dad, but what started as a mere attraction became lust, pure lust. Daniella is the only child of her parents, her mom was always on business trips, so she hardly took care of her only child. This made her grow fond of her young and super hot Dad. While growing up, both father and daughter fell in love with each other, but each of them tried to conceal their feelings for one another. But such feelings of lust couldn't be hidden for long, such feelings of cravings couldn't be held back. Would Daniella and her dad get to stop the taboo they were about to engage in? Would the lust between them turn to love? Read! To get all the answers.
“For heaven’s sake, mum, I'm just Twenty-one. I'm tired of this marriage stuff.” She reminded plainly, tears welling up in her eyes. Her mother only stared at the water rolling down her cheeks, sympathetically. But she had no choice but to get her only daughter married again. Flora, a very young and pretty lady, has been forced into an early marriage. Her husband passed away a year after their marriage, and she became a widow. Again, she was forced into another marriage. She was pained, she was troubled, why she? Why was her mother bent on ruining her life? She was just a young girl who wanted to explore and enjoy life. To escape getting married again, she fled. On that night, she met with a dangerous looking guy. She was afraid, but she preferred the dangerous looking guy rather than to be married again. Zayn, a nice looking young man, but a notorious gangster was out on that night, he almost knocked the person down with his car, he became so furious when the person was not getting out of his way. He got down from his car and discovered it was a lady, a lady dressed in black outfit, a lady who looks so timid and innocent; a lady who pleaded to him earnestly to save her. Would he save the lady? Would Flora get a help? And why was her mom bent on getting her married over and over again?
Kiara, an alluring young lady was a big time slut. That was her only speciality. She was given birth to by a prostitute and was also brought up by a prostitute. Don't get it twisted, they were two different women. So you wouldn't blame her, would you? It runs in the blood. As a prostitute that she was, she was not meant to love but what happens when she fell for a player? •••••••••••• Alexander, the heir and only successor to Alexander group of companies. His companies were well known and highly acknowledged in the whole Texas. In spite of how young Alexander was, all his employees feared him. He was so rude and sensitive. He gives absolutely no damn about anyone- well, maybe except one person though; His grandma- his weakness. And maybe his best friend as well; Mack. Alexander was a handsome young man, a big time player; who screwed ladies with no strings attached. He was forced to get married at his young age in order to get rid his wayward attitude, but as a player that he was, would he agree easily? And what happens when a player incredulously acknowledged a slut?
Audrey and Aaron were both suffering from same ailment which is totally obstructing them to view the other beautiful part of life. Audrey, a brave and confident pretty lady detest guys so much, she gives no room for interaction with them for she believes they are all the same; men are scum. Aaron, an easy going but cute and handsome guy, on the other side also despise girls badly, girls would always wanted to talk him but he would only snubbed them; he strongly believes women are all the same, they didn't worth to be seen around men, women are betrayal. What will it takes before this two strong hearted would softened? Watch as Truth or Dare game turned everything around. It's a highschool story, you wouldn't afford to miss it.
Tamara Wesley was a 21 years old girl that works in a coffee shop, she has a dream of meeting her favourite celebrity. On a very good day, she ran into Rodney Shaw in the middle of the road but to her utmost surprise, the reaction Rodney gave her wasn't what she expected . Tamara as a young girl has suffered a lot in the hands of her supposed Dad. On her way home after work one day, she saw a poster of Rodney, while looking at it she bumped into a guy Jason, and accidentally smashed his phone. Jason was really furious at her and asked her to pay a price by becoming his personal maid since she couldn't afford to repair the phone. On the long run, Jason asked Tamara to accompany him to Rodney's show. At the show, Rodney and Tamara met again for the second time. However, Rodney and Jason are step brothers but it's quite unknown to the world because they really detest each other. At the long run, both brothers discovered they're in love with Tamara.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
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.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
"Ms. Crawford, it’s time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.” ~•~ For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husband’s heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught. Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress. The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents. "Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced." "Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...