Meet Emma Hart, 24, drowned in debt all her life, from bills to bills, and loans to pay off, the cycle never seems to end. Fresh out of college, she manages to get a few jobs, saving up to clear her debts, until her mother falls sick... lung cancer. Destitute and helpless, she must learn to shake the hand of Liam Caruso. Liam, 35, known for his cold demeanor and controlling act, he's a perfectionist, and, what he wants, he gets. Reluctantly, she shakes hands with the devil himself, after all, she needs to save her mom. Emma must learn to accept Liam's life, including his dark past and unwelcoming mother. With time, Liam must understand, that mutual connections do matter. Will she be able to break through Liam's icy heart? Or, will they be engulfed within their flames? Within the heat, they generate?
I'd never taken a day off in my life. A leave of convenience? That's not for me. Well, except for tonight.
Tonight, I seem to have broken a lot of my rules, no alcohol, no reckless decisions, no dressing and/or dancing like slut, and, no flirting. Is this normally how one reacts after recently learning that their mother is dying from cancer? Nope, but if I continue like this for tonight at least, I can forget my problems for a while.
I swung my hips to the blasting music, no one was dancing hard enough, fuckers. I traced my accentuated curves as I spun. It was a shame my ex never got to see this dress, I had bought it for our graduation celebratory dinner, but the asshole decided to fuck my best friend the night before. Now, I get to wear it for a bunch of strangers, ones who look eager to take it off tonight.
One person looked more determined than the rest, he was seated quite far from where I was, but his gaze was so sharp. He's beautiful, I thought to myself. If he's lucky enough, I might let him take this dress off of me tonight.
Mission: make the unreal-looking, sexy guy come to me.
How? By seducing him with my amateur moves, I've no experience but it seems to be working on the men here, I'd succeeded in snubbing a few guys earlier, but another was headed my way.
"Hey, hun. You need another drink?" The middle-aged man slurred over my ear. He reeked of beer. I ignored him, my attention was stolen by Mr. Greek god approaching us.
The expression on his face seemed rather stoic now rather than intrigued and aroused, as it had been earlier. I couldn't help the smirk creeping up my face.
"I'm talking to you sexy." The man slurred again, this time snaking his hand around my bottom.
Before I could protest, his hand was yanked off. "Go home to your wife and kids, stronzo." Mr. Greek god told the asshole off before I could.
He's here, I smiled to myself, how did he get even sexier in less than five minutes? Without any protection, the jerk scrambled off. I didn't expect him to leave that easily.
"Are you okay?" He bent to whisper in my ear. Fuck, even his voice was hot.
"You don't need to worry about me handsome. Just dance with me." I don't know where that courage came from, probably from the few shots I had earlier, maybe not a few, but you get the point.
He tilted his head and grabbed my waist, his fingers digging into my bare back filled me with the utmost desire. His eyes said the same as well.
We swayed our hips to the music, front to front, back to front, dancing has never felt this good. I could feel every inch of him, his chiseled muscles, his 'member' hard-rock beneath his clothing, pressing against my back.
I hadn't had sex in over a year, I'm not choosing to abstain, but sex had always had a meaning for me, one I'm about to throw away for this beautiful man against me.
"What's your name?" he whispered, his breath hot and alcohol-laced on my skin, I shivered. His grip on my waist got tighter, could my desire not be any more obvious?
Fuck.
"What are you gonna do with it?" I teased, facing him. A surge of courage laced my veins, I looked up to him, staring directly into his dark eyes.
He tried to mask his emotion, but, I read the playful hint in his eyes.
"I want you to enjoy how your pretty name sounds from my mouth." He teased right back.
I was tempted to tell him my name, but, where's the fun in that? I bit my lip to avoid spilling it. "If you can make me come tonight, I'll tell you."
Did I just say that? The fuck I did.
He clenched his jaw and pressed his fingers on my bare back, pressing me firmer to him, so that I could feel how 'on fire' he was for me.
He felt so huge, I wonder if I'm doing the right thing.
"Oh honey, I'm not sure if that's gonna work, you'll probably forget your name by the time I'm done with you."
Show off. I rolled my eyes mentally, he's probably all talk and no action. But, who cares? I need to get laid.
"We'll see about that."
We were tongue-deep into each other by the time we got out of the elevator. Mr. Greek god had gotten a suite at the hotel across the street.
If he's going knee-deep into his pockets to impress his one-night stand, then he's even more intriguing than I thought.
But damn, he sure is an excellent kisser.
He pulled away to find our suite, after opening it with the keycard, woah... the place looked massive.
I have never been in any place as grand as here, impressive. Even if the lay may end up being an ass, I'd get pleasure from knowing I was fucked in a place so grand.
Filthy, pathetic, I know.
I turned to him, eager to get his lips back on mine but he didn't move, just stared at me from where he was.
"Into the room," he ordered. Like a dog, I obeyed.
It was like he had this invisible leash on me, and it turned me the fuck on.
I stood still, trying not to gawk at the wealth written all over the room, waiting, patiently, sex-starved for him.
I felt him behind me, with one finger, he slid my hair to the side, exposing my neck.
"Goosebumps." he chuckled. "Is this how hungry you are?" he traced his finger across my shoulder.
"I-" I started but he cut me off.
"Take off your clothes."
I wasted no time, undoing my zip.
"And face me, I want to watch you." He commanded.
Something about his voice made me lose all power, so dominant. I'm not sure if this is how one-night stands normally are. This feels different, he seems to always want to be in control and I'm enjoying every inch of it.
I took off my dress, now bare in front of him, except for my lace black panties. My nipples peaked for him, and he couldn't keep his eyes off it.
I bent to take my panties off too, it's probably why he was just staring and not saying anything.
"No, darling. That's my job to do." He growled and walked towards me.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but Little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.