"Dont 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 "Should we do this?" 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. "holy shit, you are freaking hot" he said as he puts his lips on my nipples, he sucked them and massaged them with his cold, soft hands "Oh shit, I love this" I said. ... Jessica "JESSY" 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.
As I gazed into the mirror, the reflection staring back at me was almost unrecognizable. My eyes, once bright and full of life, were now puffy and bruised, with dark circles underneath, like two black holes sucking in all the light around me. My cheekbones, once high and defined, were swollen and tender, a constant reminder of the pain and fear that had become my reality. My lips, once full and inviting, were cut and bleeding, a harsh testament to the cruelty that had been inflicted upon me.
The memory of last night's argument with Michael still lingered, his angry words and fists still echoing in my mind like a never-ending nightmare. I could feel the shame and fear washing over me like a cold shower, as I realized I had stayed in this toxic relationship for far too long, sacrificing my own happiness and well-being for the sake of a love that had long since turned sour.
My mind raced back to the early days of our relationship, when Michael was charming and kind, making me feel like the center of his universe. But over time, his charm had turned to manipulation, his kindness to cruelty, and his love to control. I had been blinded by my own desire for love and acceptance, ignoring the warning signs and red flags that had been waving in my face for so long.
But now, as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the battered and bruised person staring back at me, I knew I had to take a stand. I knew I had to find the strength to leave, to walk away from the only life I had known for so long, and start anew. It wouldn't be easy, but I was ready to take the first step towards freedom, towards healing, and towards a life where I could be happy, truly happy, once again.
As I stood there, gazing at my reflection, I felt a wave of despair wash over me. The physical bruises on my face were only a small part of the story. The real wounds were the ones inside, the ones that had been inflicted on my soul. I felt like a prisoner in my own home, trapped in a life that was suffocating me.
The door was locked from the outside, and I was at the mercy of Michael's whims. He controlled everything - what I ate, what I wore, who I spoke to. I was a shadow of my former self, a mere ghost of the vibrant person I once was. The food I was given was meager and tasteless, a constant reminder that I was a captive, a prisoner in my own life.
The windows seemed to mock me, their transparency a cruel reminder of the freedom I once knew. I longed to walk outside, to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, to breathe in the fresh air. But that was a luxury I was denied. My world had shrunk to the four walls of our home, a prison that seemed to close in on me with each passing day.
But as I looked at my reflection, something inside me stirred. A spark of defiance, a flame of resistance. I knew I had to escape, to break free from this toxic cycle. I didn't know how, or when, but I knew I had to try. For my own sake, for my own survival. I was ready to fight back, to reclaim my life, and to rediscover the person I once was.
As he entered the room, I could feel my heart racing with a mix of fear and resentment. He approached me with a feigned concern, offering a plate of food and some skin care products. The irony was not lost on me - he was trying to nourish the body he had just battered, and conceal the evidence of his cruelty.
" Eat, you must be hungry," he said, his voice laced with a false tenderness.
I took the plate, my eyes fixed on the bruises that seemed to stare back at me like a constant reminder of his brutality. The food, once a source of comfort, now felt like a tool of control, a way to pacify me into submission.
"And use these creams, they'll help with the swelling," he added, his eyes avoiding the mirror, where our reflections seemed to mock us both.
I took the products, my mind racing with the thought of escape, of freedom, of a life without the constant fear of his wrath. Little did he know, his attempts to conceal the evidence of his cruelty only strengthened my resolve to break free.
"Michael, let me out of here!" I spat, my anger and frustration finally boiling over. "I can't take this anymore! You're suffocating me, trapping me like a prisoner in my own home. I need to get out, to feel the sun on my face, to breathe fresh air, to be free! I'm tired of being locked up like a bird in a gilded cage, with no wings to fly, no voice to sing. I'm tired of being your captive, your plaything, your punching bag. I'm a human being, with a heart and soul, and I deserve to be treated with dignity and respect! Let me breathe Michael, I need to breathe, I also have my own life do not destroy my life".
My words were met with a cold, calculating stare, his eyes narrowing as he took a step closer to me. "You're not going anywhere," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You're mine, and you'll do as I say. You'll stay here, where it's safe, where I can protect you from the world. You're not capable of taking care of yourself, you're too weak, too fragile. I'm the only one who can keep you safe, and you'll do as I say, or suffer the consequences."
Protect me? From the world? I felt a bitter laugh rising up in my throat. "Protect me from you, you mean," I snarled, my defiance sparking a fire within me. "You're the one I need protection from, Michael. You're the monster in my life, the one who's suffocating me, body and soul. You're the one who's crushing my spirit, who's stealing my joy, who's destroying my life. And I won't take it anymore!"
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.
“This is what you want right Mirabel. Isnt it?” 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. “Yes 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 “Should we do this, do you want us?” I could feel his warm breath on me, his words laced and scared me “Yes, let’s do this" I whispered silently rubbing his d**k harder I could also hear him moan “I will make you forget that cheater” 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.
"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?
2nd Lieutenant Rhian Bonifacio is a military nurse in the Armed Forces of the Philippines. But she has one secret: she was trained to be a spy in the army by her adoptive father Tiago Guerrero to revenge against their mortal enemy Marcial De Leon, a high-ranking general. Bound by love towards the family she grew up with, she will find herself amidst the feud of two families- her fake family and the real.
Turkan, Derya and Donus live a quiet life with their mother, Nesrin, and the father, Sadik Kalender in Ayvalik. Ruchan Korman, who is the matriarch of the Kormans, the wealthiest family of the region, hears of Turkan's gorgeous beauty and decides to wed her to Somer, who is her son. Everybody but Sadik gets exhilarated by the news. The Kalender family starts wedding preparations unaware of the fact that these are the last days of their peaceful life. On the other hand, Derya and Donus study for the university entrance exams. When the first blow that will destroy their life comes upon them, Nesrin is the first one to face it. Sadik's brother, Fatih, comes to get back his daughter whom he has never seen. Turkan gets married with a flamboyant wedding. Nesrin thinks that at least Turkan is happy with her new life, yet she is not aware that they threw her into hell. The course of the Kalender family's life now changes irreversibly.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
“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?”
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."