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"You want this Viv. Don't you?" He murmured,his thumb tracing a gentle part down my body. His piercing green eyes seemed to bore into my soul,their intensity making my heart raced. "Stop please," I cried. I held on to his shoulders to push him away but my fingers dugged into his skin as I threw my head back. A moan escaped my throat. He leaned closer and hiked my skirt up. He pushed aside my already wet panties and gently caressed my clitoris. "Answer me baby, do you want this? Do you want us?" I could feel his warm breath against my skin,his words laced with a tone that both thrilled and terrified me. "Yes,I want it" I whispered,my eyes fluttering close while his fingers thrust in and out of me. I couldn't control the moans that erupt my throat. I knew my actions means giving him total control over me, but I couldn't think straight at the moment. I just wanted him. . . . Hit by the betrayal of her best friend and her boyfriend, Vivian Everhart enters a marriage of convenience with Kian Blackwood. They would show affection and act like a normal couple to everyone, but indoors they act like strangers. Their arrangement was going without a hitch for a while until they started feeling attracted towards each other. They decided to make their marriage real until a figure from Kian's past came into the picture. This made the couple drift apart. Will they go their separate ways? Or will they give themselves another chance and fight for their love?
VIVIAN
I stood in front of my art piece, Anticipation taking the best of me.
The gallery was filled with people,their hushed conversations and murmurs kept seeming into my ears
Today is one of the best day of my life..if not the best. ,I've never felt so fulfilled, happy and filled with so much life. This art piece is my life,my work of three months. I've dedicated my time and my heart into making it
I gazed at my installation- a canvas of torn fabric,broken chains and splattered paint. I felt so proud and vulnerable. This was my declaration of independence,my refusal to be bound by the chains of conformity.
The crowd began to disperse,and a group of art critics and collectors gathered around my installation,their keen eyes assessing each details of the piece
My anxiety grew up. I knew this was the moment,the moment I've been waiting for my whole life. My chance to make a name for myself,a name that is not Everhart.
The fist person that stepped forward was James.
He's a popular critics,well known for his scathing and taunting reviews.
I once was present in a gathering where he criticize a lady's work beyond imagination. Tears filled the lady's face that day and I felt so bad for her.
"And who is the rebellious mind behind this... unconventional piece?"
His voice jilted me out of my reverie
I took a deep breath and introduced myself,my voice steady.
"I'm Vivian. This installation represents the struggle to break free from societal expectations and forge one's own part "
Oscar raised an eyebrow,his interest piqued.
"Ambitious." He mused
"I see elements of abstract expressionism but the message feels.. personal. Tell me Vivian,what inspired..this?"
My gaze drifted to my art piece and then to him.
"I felt inspired to make this piece,it screams freedom. Freedom for anyone whose life feels suffocated by people's expectations."
The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the gallery's music.
James nodded thoughtfully, his expression softening.
"I see. Well, Vivian, you've certainly made a statement. I look forward to seeing more of your work in the future."
As the crowd dispersed, a flurry of business cards and compliments enveloped me. My art had resonated with strangers, and for the first time in my life, I felt truly seen.
For a brief, shining moment, I forgot that the word happiness isn't meant for me. I could feel alive and happy for a moment and something must definitely squeeze its way in to ruin it.
As I scanned the crowd, my eyes fell on a familiar figure at the back of the gallery - my father, Fred.
His disapproving gaze was obvious,snuffing out the spark of joy that had been burning inside me.
My heart sank, my stomach twisting into knots. I never expected him to be here.
I had lied to him about going to the gym, and now I was caught red-handed. I watched in dread as he walked out of the room, and I followed suit immediately,
I had been so careful,so meticulous in keeping the art exhibition a secret from him, knowing fully well the backlash I would face if he found out.
His words echoed in my mind,a painful reminder of the countless times he had belittled my artistic pursuits.
He had once destroyed my sketchbook and pains dismissing them as a waste of time, insisting that I focus on something more "real" and practical like taking over his company
But to me,art was more than a hobby - it was my passion, my lifeline and one thing that made me feel truly alive.
I got to the parking lot and watched as his car disappeared into the night
I walked back to my car, feeling a sense of dread wash over me. I knew I had to face him eventually,and I wasn't looking forward to it. I started the engine and began to drive home,my mind replaying the confrontation that was to come
I pulled into the driveway and saw Fred standing on the front porch,his arms crossed over his chest. His face was stern and disapproving,I knew that look too well.
I stepped out of the car and made my way into the house with Fred's gaze following me.
I braced myself the expected as I entered his house and as expected,he wasted no time in voicing out the expected confrontation
"How could you betray me like this Vivian?" He demanded,his voice laced with anger and disappointment.
"You know how I feel about your foolish dreams of becoming an artist"
"We've had this conversation several times dad and I'm still standing on my claim. This is my career. I'm finally doing what I love, and I'm good at it. That's not foolish "
I said, trying to keep my voice calm.
" You call this a career? It's a hobby, Vivian. A waste of time"
He sneered, his face reddening with anger.
"It's not just a hobby, Dad. It's my passion. And I'm making a name for myself in the art world. You've always dismissed my passion for art. You've never supported me,never encouraged me and now, you're angry because I pursued it anyways"
I argued, standing my ground.
"I'm telling you Vivian "
Fred's face reddened with anger.
"It's a hobby,not a real job. And look what it's done to our family. It killed your mother for crying out loud!"
I felt a stinging sensation, like he had slapped me.
I felt my breath catch in my throat. A wave of grief and anger crashing over me. How dare he use my mother's memory against me.
" You don't have to bring her death up everytime. It has nothing to do with this dad" I protested, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Art killed your mother Vivian. I want you love a more successful life. Your mom wasted her life on her own dreams, and now you're doing the same"
He spat, his anger boiling over.
I took a step back, feeling the sting of his words.
"I won't give up on my dreams, Dad. And I won't let you control me" I said, my voice firm.
"Fine! If that's how you want it, then you're no longer my daughter. I disown you!. Art or me, it's time you decide"
He shouted, his face purpling with rage.
His words landed like a physical blow, knocking the breath from my lungs and leaving me reeling in shock.
My father just brought the proposition of choosing between him or art.
I disown you
The words ring bell again and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to back down.
"I'm sorry you feel that way, Dad. But I won't change who I am to please you"
I said, my voice steady.
As soon as the words left my mouth, Dad's expression changed from anger to regret.
He took a step forward, his hands outstretched. "Vivian, I didn't mean it. Please, come back..."
But I was already gone, storming out of the house, leaving him alone in the silence. I didn't look back, didn't stop until I was blocks away, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt lost and alone, but I knew I'd made the right decision. I wouldn't let anyone, not even my father, dictate my life.
I was finally standing up for myself, finally chasing my dreams. And no one, not even my father, could take that away from me.
When billionaire CEO Ryan Thompson is forced into a marriage by his father, he is less than thrilled to be tied down to any woman but he decided to choose, a woman he barely knows. But as they navigate their arranged union, Ryan begins to see Nina in a different light as they both began to fall in love with each other. Things between them begins to fall apart when Ryan's ex girlfriend became pregnant.
"Bound by a contract, driven by revenge, and tempted by forbidden love... Ava, a scorned Luna, seeks vengeance against her mate who destroyed their family. Enter Liam Reed, the powerful Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, who offers a deal: bear his child, and he will fuel her quest for revenge. As Ava navigates the treacherous world of werewolf politics, she finds herself torn between her thirst for vengeance and growing feelings for Liam. But their love is forbidden, and the consequences of betrayal are deadly. Will Ava honor her contract and risk losing her heart, or will she forge her own path and defy the Alpha who has captured her soul?"
Kara, a rejected mate and broken-hearted omega, has been betrayed by the man she loved, Alpha Kieran. Cast out from the Stormclaw pack, she survives in the wilderness, secretly raising the child of her former mate. When her son is poisoned and dies in her arms, Kara swears revenge. But fate has other plans. She encounters Zarek Greyson, a powerful Alpha who offers her protection-and the chance to exact her vengeance. As Kara's journey of redemption and revenge unfolds, She faces impossible choices, and rises from the ashes to become the queen of her destiny. But will she find peace, or will vengeance consume her forever?
Jude Patterson is accused of killing his wife by his father in law, Jonathan Hawthrone. A lawyer is interested in proving his innocence, but she has a hidden agenda. When Jude leaves prison, he has to work with his estranged daughter to take down a powerful man that had ruined their lives.
âDont you think I have to know your name" I murmured to him as I keep moaning He held my hands tight unto the bed and took off my top âShould we do this?â He asked kissing my neck down to my breast, my nipple became hard and pointed. I kept moaning non stop, I hurriedly took of my panties and took off his too. âholy shit, you are freaking hotâ he said as he puts his lips on my nipples, he sucked them and massaged them with his cold, soft hands âOh shit, I love this" I said. ... Jessica âJESSY" Smith, a successful event planner and a story writer falls in love with one of the wealthiest man in American called RYAN BROWN but their beautiful and sweet romance was threatened by their pasts, regrets, secret and family problem from Ryan's past. The mistake he made turned his entire world upside down, he suffered from it and it was also passed down unto his children, they all had their own share of problems created by Ryan, the mistake he made when he was a young boy. Jessica also becames a victim of her past, her ex boyfriend came back again.
âThis is what you want right Mirabel. Isnt it?â He murmured, his hands gently rubbing my body, it looked soft and warm. He choked my neck to the bed, my heart raced and beats after than usual. âYes I do keep going" i whispered into his ears He spanked my a**ss, I moaned, he dipped his hands into my wet pu**sy, he slowly dipped it in and out, a moan escaped my throat. I moaned and held his big di**k, he touched my b**bs and massaged them slowly âShould we do this, do you want us?â I could feel his warm breath on me, his words laced and scared me âYes, letâs do this" I whispered silently rubbing his d**k harder I could also hear him moan âI will make you forget that cheaterâ he whispered into my ears I smiled, he choked me again and he slowly used his hands to rub his d**k on my clitoris and slowly dipped it into my p**sy, I moaned and held the bed tightly trying not to scream. . . . Due to the betrayal of her boyfriend for cheating on her with her friend at work, Mirabel slept with her Ex Dad and didnt know.
After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxtonâthe town's most sought-after bachelorâdue to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"
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."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
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. Whatâs 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 couldnât 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 doesnât seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heâs 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?
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."