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**Blurb** When Sodium receives an unexpected invitation to Crystal Towers, he knows stepping back into Chlorine's world is a dangerous mistake. Years ago, they were inseparable-a perfect yet volatile pair, destined to combust. But Chlorine is no longer the girl he once knew. She's a billionaire mogul with an empire built on power, secrecy, and ice-cold ambition. Now, she's asking for his help. Her father, a ruthless titan, is forcing her into an arranged marriage to protect her legacy. Refusing means losing everything she's fought to control. Desperate, Chlorine turns to the only man who ever understood her fire. As old sparks reignite and past betrayals come to light, Sodium and Chlorine find themselves locked in a dangerous game of love, lies, and power. Together, they must defy the odds, but in a world where trust is a weakness and loyalty can shatter in an instant, will their bond survive the storm-or destroy them both? **A story of passion, betrayal, and undeniable chemistry, *Collision* will leave you breathless and craving more.**
**Chapter One**
Sodium knew it was a terrible idea to show up at *Crystal Towers*. The place reeked of exclusivity and wealth, two things he avoided like poison. But when he got the invitation, signed in bold letters with the unmistakable "C," his curiosity got the better of him.
Crystal Towers, owned by none other than Chlorine, the reclusive billionaire socialite, loomed ahead. Every inch of the building sparkled, reflecting the aura of its enigmatic owner. Chlorine wasn't just rich-she was untouchable. Rumors surrounded her like a storm cloud: dangerous, magnetic, untamable. And yet, here he was, summoned to her domain.
The invitation didn't say much. Just a time, a place, and the promise of answers. Sodium adjusted the collar of his shirt, feeling out of place among the sea of expensive suits and glittering gowns. His life had always been straightforward-simple reactions, predictable outcomes. Chlorine, however, was anything but predictable.
As he stepped into the grand ballroom, the air seemed to change. It became sharper, almost electric. He spotted her instantly. Chlorine stood at the center of the room, her silver gown catching the light like a prism. Her piercing green eyes scanned the crowd, sharp and assessing, until they landed on him.
For a moment, Sodium thought he saw a flicker of something in her gaze. Recognition? Amusement? Whatever it was, it disappeared as quickly as it came. She raised a glass to her lips, sipping champagne as though she hadn't just undone him with a single glance.
"Mr. NaCl?" a voice interrupted his thoughts.
He turned to see a man in a crisp suit, clipboard in hand. "That's not my name," Sodium replied, annoyed.
The man smirked. "Apologies. Miss Chlorine insists on giving everyone nicknames. She said you two go way back."
Sodium's jaw tightened. Way back was an understatement. He and Chlorine were like two halves of the same equation, destined to meet but doomed to combust. Their history wasn't just complicated-it was volatile.
Before he could respond, the crowd parted, and Chlorine herself began walking toward him. Her every step was deliberate, her presence commanding. When she finally stood before him, Sodium couldn't help but notice the faint scent of ozone in the air.
"Sodium," she said, her voice smooth as glass. "I was wondering if you'd show up."
"Chlorine," he replied, keeping his tone neutral. "You didn't exactly give me a choice."
She smiled, but there was no warmth in it. "You always have a choice. You just rarely make the right one."
Her words stung, but Sodium refused to let it show. "Why am I here?" he asked bluntly.
Chlorine's smile widened, but her eyes remained unreadable. "You'll see," she said cryptically. "But first, let's dance."
Before he could protest, she grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. The orchestra struck up a haunting melody, and suddenly, they were the center of attention.
"Chlorine," he hissed, trying to keep his composure. "I'm not here to play games."
Her grip on his hand tightened. "Good," she said, leaning in close. "Because this isn't a game. This is war."
The words sent a shiver down his spine, but he didn't back down. "I don't know what you're up to, but I'm not going to let you drag me into it."
Chlorine laughed, a sound that was equal parts enchanting and chilling. "Oh, Sodium," she whispered. "You've already been dragged in. The question is, can you survive it?"
As the music swelled and the world blurred around them, Sodium couldn't shake the feeling that he'd just walked into a trap. But the worst part? He wasn't sure if he wanted to escape.
"Fetch," he mutters, snapping me out of my vague thoughts. He holds his firm member in his hand, and confusion paints my face like a vivid mural. "Excuse me?" I utter, my voice tinged with disbelief. "Be a good girl and fetch." He wagged his cock in front of my face. I get up on my feet to make my way towards him but he shakes his head. "Dogs don't walk on twos, crawl to me Nora." ••••• After being betrayed by both her ex-fiancé and her best friend, Nora Colton finds solace in a one-night stand with a stranger. But her world is turned upside down when she returns home to find that the same stranger, Elias Santiago, holds a gun to her father's head. Known as the Devil of Detroit, Elias offers Nora a deal: to save her father's life, she must become his contractual pet for a year, catering to his every whim. As Nora reluctantly agrees to the arrangement, she finds herself drawn to Elias despite his dangerous reputation. But as secrets begin to surface, their relationship is tested in ways neither could have imagined. Will they defy the odds and find love amidst the chaos, or will the revelations tear them apart?
"You're breaking a rule! Don't fucking touch me." "Fuck the rules, you already broke it when you wore this dress." My heart plummeted, a heavy thud echoing in my chest, as the weight of his last words settled upon me like a leaden anchor "Well Fuck off, I don't want you Tristan." I spat bitterly, all he did was smirk deviously dangerously closing the bridge between our lips. "Fuck it Willow, I want you." He said as he crashed his lips against mine. ______________ Willow Davis finds herself wedge in between one of her father's gamble, having lost the bet she is sold to the ruthless arrogant billionaire, Tristan Donovan, who wants nothing more than to make out a trophy of her. over the course of time they slowly get close but fear of falling in love Tristan has set three rules; "NO STAYING IN CONFINED OR CLOSED PLACES TOGETHER NO ANY FORM OF PHYSICAL CONTACT NO FALLING IN LOVE" But what happens when he's caught up in his own web and breaks one or all together? How far will he go, riding of every single rule? Will the arrogant billionaire finally fall in love? find out in SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE.
Adaline was born with a worst luck. Her mother, an infamous prostitute was beheaded after she was born and the moment she could work she was trained as a slave girl for her younger sister, Nyla, from the moment she could walk. If that wasn't enough the Empress of the Peralez Empire had her wolf stripped away from her. All because she bore a striking resemblance to her mother. Things could not be worse when she is betrothed to Alpha Grant of the Hazem Empire as the next corpse bride. Across the continent, everyone is aware of Alpha Grant's curse; "Any woman that sleeps with him is destined to die." Adaline is left with no choice other than to sleep with the first man she set her eyes on. •••• I began to stripping in front of him as he watch me with red in his face. "Who's room is this?" He inquired noticing the expensive taste of the room. "It's Nyla's room" I answer as his eyes widened in shock, his face was null as he tries to process what I just said. "Are you crazy?" He yelled at I proceeded to take off more of my clothes till I was buck naked in his front, my soft smile confused him. "Have sex with me." I uttered making my way towards him, I made contact with his erection as he hovers his palm over his hard member.
From two contrasting worlds, both shattered and yet their fragments came together, forging a fragile heart. But did they grasp that love's embrace wasn't meant for them? Aware of the odds, they plunged into the abyss of affection. Meet Quinn Fields, a young and bumbling lieutenant, resuming her police career after severing ties with her abusive ex. She carves a fresh start, leasing a tranquil Portland apartment, dedicating herself to relentless volunteering in her quest for promotion. One fateful night, Quinn crosses paths with a battered, unconscious stranger during her patrol. Guided by her generous and naive nature, she tends to his wounds, only to awaken the next morning to an empty apartment. Two weeks later, destiny weaves a cruel twist. She encounters AXE-L, a notorious and perilous gang leader. Little does she realize that the man she once nursed is the one now leveling a gun at her trembling head.
"He's a murderer, you're an assassin. You're basically meant for each other." Zachary said in a cocky tone. "We made a deal, Zachary, I picked you, not Sinclair." Hannah claimed. "1.2 billon dollars is unreasonable." Zachary said. "Sinclair gave my uncle 1 billion. I just need you to top his. It's not unreasonable." She yelled a few minutes from now Zachary could go deaf. "No, I can't just give you 1.2 billion dollars, you're not worth it." Zachary said in a fit of anger. The line went silent and he almost regretted saying that, almost. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hannah Victoria, the only child of Mason Mendova, lives with her relatives after the death of her father. She resides with Ephraim Mendova, her uncle, his wife, Beatrice Mendova, and his three children. Lilly, Christian and James. She is an assassin trained to eliminate the Mendova's opponents. Zachary Montiquez is a self made billionaire. Due to the amount of time he spends on his company, every woman that dates him accuses him of not giving them enough time. They cheat on him and end up blaming Zachary. His parents want him to settle down but he couldn't care less. Hannah wants out of the Mendova's family but she's given a task to pick one man out of Seven candidate to marry. Likely, all the men given to her hates her so she'll have to pick the one she can handle. Fate brings Zachary and Hannah together on Lilly's birthday party. Although, they didn't start off good but Hannah ends up proposing to him since he's a candidate of the men chosen and he accepts. The two bound together by hatred concludes on living a horrid marriage of absolute chaos. But soon enough, their Hatred for one another would create a bond that surpass the thorn of disdain.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
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.