The most embarrassing night of my life occurred last night. That girl was me. You remember the woman who was excessively drunk while celebrating her 30th birthday with her two best friends, both of whom are now happily married? And the more I drank, the more I wanted to celebrate by acting irrationally. I'm referring to the attractive and seductive man in a suit who is standing close to the bar when I say irresponsible. Tall, dark, and attractive-you know the sort. Although I was certain that he was out of my league, I had exactly the right amount of drink to make such things irrelevant. Although I'm not overweight, you can tell that I enjoy french fries, so there's that. He drove me home, where I had the sexiest birthday ever. Well, until it abruptly came to a screaming halt. Nothing compares to being stopped in the middle of a ride by a small voice saying, "What are you doing to my dad?" Just murder me now, I told myself. It turns out that my new landlord is the man I bullied at the rodeo.
Clara
I want to hook up tonight.
Bella distributed a round of tequila shots while Nita giggled.
I threw back the shot, twisted my mouth shut, and pushed out my tongue in an effort to hold back a cough. I groaned as I uttered, "It's so bad," my throat stinging from the alcohol.
Nita pushed a lime slice into my mouth and said, "Here."
I had pretty much established that I wasn't any better at downing tequila shots today than I had been in college after our second (or was it third?) round of them. I was resolved to recover some of my youth with my two best friends before I officially turned thirty at midnight, even though I knew that I was probably too old to do tequila shots.
Bella handed me a Corona this time, wishing me a "happy birthday, Clara."
We clinked bottles, and Nita grinned, "Cheers to being thirty."
I took a hefty swig and said, "Thirty and homeless."
Shaking her head, Nita. "You're not a stranger. You simply do not possess a place to dwell.
Because of Bella's unwavering positivity, Bella and I laughed.
A few weeks ago, my flatmate sat me down and informed me that I was being evicted since she had recently gotten engaged. I started to feel sick as I remembered our talk. Evidently, she and her new fiancé didn't want me to constantly be the third wheel. Even though it was understandable, I was still disappointed to have to leave my rent-controlled apartment, which was close to my favorite coffee shop and frozen yogurt business. You are aware of the saying. Location. Location. Location.
"How's the hunt going?" Do you want a lime wedge in your beer?" Bella inquired.
I took a sip and continued, "I put a deposit down on a flat this week." I only need to make sure the landlord isn't a psychopath by going to look at it tomorrow.
I'd located the flat via an online advertisement. It was promising; it was roomy, well-lit, and had a cute nook where I might set up an office. Since I worked from home and had a successful weekly gossip column, having a relaxing spot to write was a crucial component of my living area.
Nita threw her arm across my shoulders and said, "Enough adult stuff." We are here to rejoice.
After one more beer, I'll be legally drunk, Bella said as she scanned the establishment. Which means that we need to locate you a guy right away before the beer haze sets in.
In college, Nita, Bella, and I shared a room. When we were twenty-four, Nita, a serial monogamist, married, and the previous year, Bella married her longtime partner. They have attempted to hook me up with essentially every available male within a fifty-mile radius ever since they said, "I do."
As long as the guy wasn't anticipating a serious altercation, I didn't mind the setups. I preferred the way things were, and I lived by the adage, "Don't mess with a good thing." In addition, I wasn't exactly eager to be married after witnessing my sister go through a very acrimonious divorce with the man who was meant to be the love of her life.
I scantily scanned the bar. There were many guys around, but none of them excited me. I had to track down someone who shared my objectives. Fun, informal sex Without conditions.
I was about to give up when I spotted him.
My heart made a small leap of excitement as my breath stuck in my throat. He was drinking a beer while casually leaning on the bar. He appeared to be in his late 30s, and believe me when I say he was the complete thing. Stunning grin, short, dark hair, and height He appeared to have just left the office because of the flawless tailoring of his suit. I had a sneaking suspicion he'd look even better without the suit because I was a huge sucker for a man in a great suit based on the way it fit.
When he chuckled, his flawless jawline and cheekbones-which belonged on a GQ cover model-came into view. I swallowed, feeling a chill run up and down my spine as I visualized him encircling me with those strong biceps.
The sexiest man I'd ever seen looked like he belonged on the front of a magazine more than he belonged sipping a Heineken in a pub named Becky's. I bit my lip, unable to control the thought that I would climb up on top of him and ride his bike for my birthday. "Hello, Clara."
Bella waved her hand in my direction. I had been so enamored with Mister Perfect that I had forgotten about my friends.
I chuckled and pushed my head in his direction, saying, "Sorry." "I believe I have found my Mr. tonight. But don't continue to stare at it.
Nita and Bella were craning their heads to catch a glimpse of him before I could finish that phrase. I smacked my palm against my forehead in my brain, hoping he wouldn't see they were staring directly at him.
Turning around, Bella muttered, "Oh, he's hot." And he just has this thing about him."
She was accurate. He exuded an aura and a raw sexual allure that virtually flowed between us.
Nita continued, "If that object is a big bulge in his trousers, then definitely.
I saw Bella nod. He is pretty tall, I guess. Things might be proportional, in my opinion.
Nita smiled. "I think he just smiled at us."
I quickly sneaked a glimpse. He was undoubtedly glancing our way. Shit. Is he too good for me?"
Bella said, "You're gorgeous," with sincerity. He would be fortunate to date you.
I gave him a head shake. Never date. just birthday sex. Not a Mister Forever, but a Mister Tonight is what I'm looking for.
What will occur after that, then? Not just one Alpha will follow me. Let me have two. I scream. I guess these individuals like to play poker with my life a lot. Alex said, "No one will come after you, Ava," and I slumped against the marble. Also, why is that? I queried. My eyebrows furrow as I gaze from Alex to Isadora and back to Alex. "Because once you do your job properly, there won't be any more Alphas," I say. I do, however, rely on Isadora to make things plain. "What does he mean?" I inquired about her. When she continues, "Once you deliver us the blue moonstone, we will harvest its power to immortalize Alex, and once that is done, we will destroy the stone, thereby destroying every Alpha in existence," her eyes turn silver and gleam forever.
For Amanda, a 24-year-old college student, it's only a one-night affair. Her mother is determined to use her infant father to improve their precarious situation after she sees him on the cover of a magazine labeled as a billionaire and a Casanova. A 26-year-old billionaire named Derek has had strong sexual desires ever since his encounter with Amanda. Having a baby is not at all important to him, and he has no interest in keeping a woman. He first denies knowing about Amanda's pregnancy until Amanda's mother threatens to ruin his reputation. Will Derek consent to the union? Will Amanda continue to be pregnant despite being rejected? Will she be able to handle it when he calls her names and tells her that he doesn't want her?
Aurora’s life was shattered on her 16th birthday when her mother’s deep secret was revealed & the whole pack found out the abomination she committed. Her mother died because of this and Aurora’s father abandoned her, then she was taken to the royal pack as a slave, where she suffered in pain, fear & regrets all her life & was depending & hoping on her mate for a breakthrough but when he came, he left her broken with hatred & rejection. What was left of such a pathetic soul? NOTHING........ or so she thought. Maybe there’s a second mate, she didn’t notice.
Daphne, a terminally ill girl, falls for Xavier, a wealthy playboy, at a club. As they grow closer, secrets threaten to tear them apart. Xavier's true identity is revealed, and Daphne feels betrayed. But just as all hope seems lost, Daphne's health takes a devastating turn... and her life hangs in the balance. Will Xavier's love be enough to save her?
Sarah is a powerful lycan, born with a rare twin brother. Their kind is usually killed at birth because of their strength. Sarah was kept hidden, but now she must find her brother. However, there are those who want to kill her to gain her powers. On her journey, she meets Easton, a lycan sent to kill her. But they start to fall in love. Can Sarah trust Easton and stay alive, or will he be the one to end her life?
Three rules apply to Victoria Allison, which are: 1. Don't kiss a customer. 2. Do not sleep with a client. 3. Do not fall a client. Everything will be OK as long as wealthy alphas Steve Clifford respects these limitations. She must get the money somehow because her father is ailing and she has medical expenses to cover. After a final encounter, she makes her father a vow to leave, but she is then presented with a plan that might help her with at least some of her issues. Will she cave in and put her own ambitions on hold, or will she stick to her strict principles?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"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 ***
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
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."