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Are you married? You're kidding, right?" asked Matt, clearly and frantic. Amanda just nodded innocently. "Oh, no! How can I sleep with someone else's wife! I'm such a fucking asshole!" Matt shouted as he grabbed his frustrated hair. Immediately, Matt released their naked bodies under the covers. "Hey! Hey! I'm getting a divorce next month!" Amanda explained. For two weeks, Amanda La Howard and Matthew Wallace decided to have an unusual relationship without knowing their names, cell phone numbers, and origins. No taste, no love... Just vaccination friend with benefits! Has anything changed after a few months passed? When the two accidentally meet at a party. Is it true they don't have love? . . . Mattew Wallace is a mobster, a gangster, and he's wealthy. He can attract women. And he believed that all the women would fall for his charms. And yet he has a rule not to fuck other people's wives. He doesn't like anything troublesome. But he made an exception for Amanda La Howard. Amanda La Howard is a married woman, but she's getting divorced from her husband. Because her husband had an affair, and Amanda also suffered domestic violence. Amanda only intended for the holidays but accidentally met Mattew and had a friendly benefit with him. Five months later, on the day of her brother's wedding, she met with Mattew. Chris, who was her ex-husband, interrupted Amanda. Chris is upset that the business he built with his parents went bankrupt because of Amanda's brother. Chris also felt that her violent behaviour with Amanda was normal because Amanda could not give her a child. Luckily, Mattew's men got here on time and grabbed Chris.
Matthew Wallace
I didn't expect to see her again. The woman in the pastel purple dress completely captured my attention. I still remember every curve of her body and the tattoos beautifully engraved on her smooth skin. Perfect.
She was a living doll that had just come out of a glass box with beautiful tattoos I would never forget because every tattoo has a different meaning. I know that very well.
It's still vivid in my memory how she sighed as I kissed the tattoos on her body one by one. A sigh that sounded so beautiful, and among the women I had spent the night with, she was the most attractive when she sighed.
It was the craziest two weeks of my life with a foreign woman in Havana, Cuba, who was still someone else's wife.
If I'm honest, enjoying someone else's property feels very good. You must know what I mean very well. It's like grabbing ice cream from a friend; it feels much better than buying your own. There's a feeling of triumph and excitement that I can't explain.
I was a jerk!
I was, admitted it. It was a curse word that she often said to me. And strangely, I laughed every time she swore at me. It's funny.
Okay, I stand corrected. I still have a few mannerisms in bed. First, I won't sleep with a drunk woman. Second, I won't be a pushy asshole. And finally, no sex with a married woman. But this woman might be an exception because I discovered she was married on our last night in Havana.
I was shocked and very angry with her. I even grabbed her beautiful face like I wanted to destroy my enemies. But what was her reaction? She laughed and said that she would divorce her husband soon.
That woman is like a wild rose. She is so thorny yet always manages to make her look so beautiful.
Back to the present situation.
I wanted to greet her but needed to know her name, cell phone number, or where she came from. That was the deal between me and her. We were just vacation friends with benefits while in Havana. That's what we agreed on so it wouldn't affect our lives.
I reassured my heart once again. Yes, I must be wrong. He must be someone else. But the tattoo couldn't be lying. How could there be anyone who would have the same tattoo characteristics?
Yet why was her face so similar to that woman? Her warm sighs are still ringing in my ears, the sensation of kissing her tattoo is still memorized in my brain, her body that smells like wild roses always manages to attract me to eat her, and the memory of touching her can never make me forget.
But how could that woman be here, at Steve and Kellani's wedding?
Who is she?
The woman's name is Amanda La Howard. I mean the younger sister of the older man, Steve La Howard. My brain couldn't think. I couldn't imagine how the older man would react if he found out I was fucking his younger sister. He would kill me for sure!
After asking Javas Nararya, one of my right-hand men, to investigate the woman, I discovered she lived in Australia. Her words at that time, that she would divorce her husband soon, were truthful.
Amanda La Howard is a widow.
Hey, don't think anything of it. I don't want to make her my lover, let alone my wife.
I've never been in love and am dangerous; my enemies are everywhere. I'm a criminal more than a criminal. So I can't have a wife, let alone children. It will harm them.
I wanted to get acquainted more politely. If Amanda is willing, we can have the same relationship we had in Havana, friends with benefits. Of course, if Amanda accepts a jerk like me gracefully.
Amanda. I like that name.
Amanda La Howard
How did that guy show up here? Damn it!
For some people, meeting abroad and then falling in love is romantic. But for me, love is nothing more than pain. Too much pain to freeze my heart.
Never. Enough. I swear that I will never fall in love again with anyone.
All these wounds started from my marriage to the man I loved so much. Christoper Walker, the man I had been dating since college, finally married me. Chris was the sweetest man I've ever known. I am caring, polite, and quite close to my family. His mom was an old friend of my mom's. Everyone said we were the perfect couple, so much so that we got the title of The King and The Queen at prom night.
Beautiful. I'm sure you think so. We loved each other, our families approved, and then it all ended happily with marriage. But I was wrong, and our marriage was beginning-the beginning of my destruction.
What most people say may be true. Being in a relationship for a long time does not guarantee that we will get to know our partner's identity well. For five years, I dated Chris, and for five years, I sailed the ark of the household with him, which turned out to be a mirage.
In the first year of our marriage, everything was still warm, and nothing had changed. Chris was still romantic and caring. Even when he learned I was pregnant with his child, Chris was so happy he contacted everyone we knew. He always took care of me with love. But things didn't go smoothly in my sixteenth week of pregnancy. I miscarried.
I continued to miscarry three times in a row. The doctor finally discovered the fact that I was suffering from Cervical Incompetence or another name for a weak uterus. This condition is a pregnancy complication that can have serious consequences. A weak womb will cause women to give birth to premature babies, stillbirths or babies born dead, and miscarriages in the second trimester.
Chris still tried to support me. He had accompanied me to therapy several times, although to no avail.
But slowly, everything started to change for the worse. Especially when Chris's family was increasingly pressuring him to have children. In addition, Chris's mother came to our house more often, interfering in my household affairs.
At first, Chris always defended me in front of his mother, but over time, his attitude changed. Chris started ignoring me, coming home late at night for work, and when we had a big fight, he began to play with his hands. Slaps, rough pinches, and punches were a part of my daily life.
I began not to recognize him. The Chris I loved seemed to have been swallowed up by the earth. He completely degraded me with physical attacks, cursing, yelling, and spitting. He treated me like trash.
My self-esteem was destroyed. I was ashamed to tell my family everything. And stupidly, I covered it up.
It all came to a head when Chris started bringing his mistress into our home. The man I had loved for ten years cheated on me. So heartlessly.
I might have survived when Chris tortured me physically and mentally. Because I loved that man so much, I was blinded. But now- I gave up.
I realize I may not be perfect; I'm flawed as a woman. But why did Chris have to bring his mistress into our home? Where's your brain, Chris?
My heart is slicing. It hurts.
I'm sad. I'm hurt. I'm traumatized. And I'm broken. Dissolved. There was nothing left.
That very night, I left. This was my limit. I was devastated, my parents were equally overwhelmed, and even my brother went berserk. Robbin was furious that I came home in tears with bruises all over my body.
I restrained my brother from beating Chris up because I was going to finish things my way. At that time, I still hoped that Chris would realize how precious I was in his life. But it turned out that he had completely changed. I was nothing more than a flawed woman in his eyes.
Since I left, his mistress has been living in our house and is now pregnant. Even worse, instead of apologizing, Walker's family supported his decision.
Our family's pride was tarnished. And the most unhappy is my sister because she has been subjected to domestic violence. They seem to have forgotten who the Howard Family is. Who Steve La Howard is.
Big Brother vowed at that time to destroy the Walker Family by its roots. He made good on his promise by bankrupting the Walker Family Company and then acquiring and reorganizing it.
Big Brother Steve is the Iron Man of my life. He's the most incredible brother I've ever had. I have the utmost respect for him. Respect.
No one knows the depths of the human heart. If God will, everything can change in an instant. That's the advice I should keep in mind.
A few months I am passed. My status has changed. Now I am a...
Widow. I'm the widow.
And right now, I am in one of the most luxurious hotel ballrooms in Jakarta to attend my dear brother's wedding. I'm grateful that Steve finally found a woman who can melt his heart after fifteen years of widowhood.
"Sis!" I called out. "It's time to give a speech. Mommy asked you to get ready."
"Okay. Honey, you and Amanda go first. Mas still wants to meet some important colleagues." My brother said to his wife, Kellani Valery Howard.
I approached my brother, who was holding his wife's hand intimately. But I was surprised by a voice. The same voice I heard in Havana. The man in the navy blue tuxedo stood before me with a glass of champagne in his right hand.
"Amanda?"
He murmured my name softly. The man still recognized me.
"You..."
I was shocked when I first saw his figure. I also still recognize him, a handsome face with messy black hair and jet-black eyes. They looked sharp. But I needed to find out his name.
"Are you friends?" Asked Kellani, who noticed the awkward atmosphere between us.
I just smiled wryly. "How can we be friends if we don't know each other's names? Come on, Kelanni, we're waiting for Mommy."
I immediately took my sister-in-law's hand and left.
The man was like a black shadow that could disappear at any moment.
It was the craziest two weeks of my life in Havana, Cuba. Maybe he was thinking the same thing as me. We were on a friend's vacation with benefits. No, it was telling each other their names, cell phone numbers, or origins. That was the deal. Just sex every time, crazy.
Am I crazy? Yes, I was crazy because, with all the passion inside me, I was willing to be fucked by a stranger I didn't know.
For a woman whose heart has been frozen, love and sex are two different things. Even our sex partner doesn't have to be the person we love.
Well, maybe having sex with the feeling of love does feel much more enjoyable. But I don't care. Right now, both feel the same.
I have to realize that this heart should not fall into the hands of any man. After all, I'm still self-aware that I'm not perfect.
Kellani broke my trance. "You're not friends with Matt?"
"Matt?"
"That guy from earlier. His name is Matthew Wallace." Kellani explained.
Matthew. Ah... what a handsome name, just like him.
Luna is an innocent girl who enters the life of a mafia. She becomes the object of obsession and love from the mafia who has kidnapped her. Her trauma around the mafia gradually fades as she gets to know Darius Vallerio, a ruthless mafia figure. The presence of this unfamiliar man turns Luna's life completely upside down. She becomes filled with fear of the stark reality of darkness, a twisted fate, and a world full of enemies. Luna must live her life with a mafia known for his cruelty. She follows a path that is far less fortunate than others. She was kidnapped, not to be made a prostitute, but for love and obsession from a mafia. Darius Vallerio, the man, is steadfast in all his beliefs, knowing no fatigue or weariness. The dreams he has envisioned must come true. His role as a mafia won't deter his good or bad intentions good or bad intentions.
"You will forever be mine, Kitten." Juliet didn't know what was happening to her. Her heart was racing, her body trembling, and her chest felt tight. Her vision blurred with tears, her head spinning, and her stomach nauseous. Terror and panic began to take over every time she tried to rise to the surface, only to fall deeper into the abyss of darkness. She had received countless letters from an unknown person, and each sent her into a panic attack. In addition to letters filled with obsessive words, the man included photos of Juliet. The man-whoever he was-knew Juliet very well. He knew the clothes she wore to work, her food, the music she listened to, and even the soap and shampoo she used. Initially, Juliet thought it was all just a prank, maybe because she wasn't part of the De Lavigne family. However, the letters increasingly revealed a terrifying obsession. He was a deranged psychopath. .... Juliet Winter Addison never expected that one night's mistake would trap her in a horrific nightmare. A psychopath who claimed and was so obsessed with her made Juliet afraid of her own shadow. Haunted by terror, Juliet decides to find out the man's identity, but she becomes entangled in a dangerous game. She couldn't tell anyone about what she was going through because Juliet didn't trust anyone. Not her boyfriend, Leo. Not even her stepbrother, Robbin. The man's threats forced Juliet to keep her mouth shut. How will Juliet react when she discovers the man's identity? What will she do? Juliet doesn't know how her story will end, but there is one thing she will fight for. And that is her freedom.
Luna Alicia is standing in the middle of a pitch-dark forest. Her whole body trembles in fear of the situation she's in right now. She's so confused and utterly clueless about what's going on. Her eyes are circling wildly, but there is nothing she can use as a clue to get out of this situation so she can come back. How come? What's going on? Is this all just a dream? But when Luna pinched her arm and felt the pain, it meant that what was happening to her was real. Her teary dark brown eyes again lead to an abandoned temple, where she first set foot in this strange and mysterious situation. Her body trembled as the cold blew hard against her. She was wrapped in a maroon-coloured knee dress with a famous brand, a dress she had bought suddenly at lunch. Once again, it was a sign that what she was going through was real and not a dream. Has she started to lose her mind? Is she hallucinating? Did she accidentally take sedatives? But Luna stopped taking them three years ago after her psychiatrist said that she was better and declared successful in fighting the depression she suffered. She took a long breath. The cell phone in her hand still has a lot of battery power, something to be thankful for under these circumstances. Her eyes again glanced at her phone screen, swearing slowly at the absence of signal status and turning off the phone as she had to save on using her phone. Luna's slowing down. She'd better get back inside the temple. At least the temple was warm. Instead of standing still in the cold air or tracing the forest in the darkness, she waited until the sun rose. With that thought, Luna again entered the abandoned temple, which was indeed located in the middle of the forest. While inside the temple, Luna's gaze immediately goes towards the large mirror attached to the wall on the other side of the door. She unconsciously walks up to the mirror, stopping when he is right in front of it. Luna wipes slowly before shedding tears. Her hand is extended to touch the mirror surface, which shows Nicole in her apartment with a panicked and frightened face, searching for herself and shouting her name. "Nicole... Please help me... I'm here... I went into the mirror... And now, I am still determining what this place is and where... "Luna is cried sadly. ...
Alina faces difficult situations when supernatural beings and vampires overrun the world and stand firm as leaders. Surrender herself to the Emperor or let her family die at the hands of the bloodsuckers. ••••••••••••• I didn't know that my plan to go to a resort in neutral territory with my best friends ended up in the hands of the most powerful vampire on earth. A Vampire who sits on the throne and is notorious for his cruelty. Our meeting, which was so short, attracted him to me. He wanted me, and nothing could stop him from getting to me. When we returned face to face, the Emperor gave me the choice to go with him or watch my family and the rest of the city die at the hands of the vampires. To him, my blood was an ambrosia so addicted, and my smile could bring his long-dead heart back to life. Raised by the mother of the demons, the Emperor knows no compassion, but he slowly opens his heart to me, who has been dead and who I can't believe when he made me his chosen woman, his soulmate, his companion, Beloved him. He's willing to rebel against the woman who raised him. He put aside his respect for that woman for me. He chose me more when he was given a choice between me and that woman. The Emperor, who hated humans so much, chose me, who was just an ordinary human. This is my story-the story of fate's journey for me. I love an Emperor of Vampires. The Emperor Darren Phillipe Killian - Alina.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
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?
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.