This story tells us about a young girl and guy in their early twenties who fall in love at first sight
The summer air was heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming jasmine, the kind of fragrance that seemed to whisper promises of endless possibilities. The sleepy little town of Willow Creek was alive in its own way-soft rustles of wind through the trees, the distant hum of cicadas, and the occasional squeak of an old bicycle as it cruised down Main Street.
On the porch of the white clapboard house at the end of Sycamore Lane, sixteen-year-old Lily Harper was sprawled out on the wooden steps, a notebook balanced precariously on her knees. Her pencil moved in slow, deliberate strokes as she sketched the scene before her: the oak tree in the front yard with its tire swing swaying lazily in the breeze, the row of sunflowers standing tall against the picket fence, and beyond that, the boy who had just moved in next door.
He was kneeling in the dirt, planting something with practiced ease. His dark hair curled at the nape of his neck, damp with sweat, and the sleeves of his faded T-shirt were rolled up to reveal lean, tanned arms. Lily squinted at him, her pencil hovering above the page as she tried to capture the way his shoulders flexed when he leaned forward. She had never seen him up close, not really, but she already knew two things for sure: his name was Noah Sinclair, and he had the kind of smile that could stop time.
She had noticed him the day the moving truck arrived, when he'd carried box after box up the front steps of the old brick house next door. There had been a moment-just a fleeting glance over his shoulder-that had made her stomach do a strange, unfamiliar flip. Since then, she had spent far too much time on the porch, her notebook always conveniently in hand.
"Lily, honey, dinner's ready!" Her mom's voice drifted through the screen door, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Coming!" she called back, snapping the notebook shut. She stood, brushing the eraser shavings from her shorts, and glanced one last time at Noah. He was still focused on his work, oblivious to her presence.
As she turned to go inside, the sharp creak of the garden gate caught her attention. She froze, her heart doing that strange flip again. Noah was walking toward her, a small potted plant in his hands. His steps were hesitant, as if he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing.
"Hey," he said, stopping a few feet away. His voice was warm, like the sun-soaked days of summer itself.
Lily blinked, her brain scrambling for words. "Hi."
He held out the plant, a shy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I, uh, thought you might like this. It's a sunflower. My mom says they're good for making people smile."
Lily stared at the plant, then at him. Her cheeks flushed, and she hoped he couldn't see it in the dimming light. "That's... really nice of you. Thanks."
For a moment, they just stood there, the air between them buzzing with something unspoken. Then, as if realizing he had lingered too long, Noah shoved his hands into his pockets and took a step back.
"Well, I should get back to planting. See you around, Lily."
He knew her name. The thought hit her like a gust of wind, leaving her momentarily breathless. Before she could say anything, he turned and jogged back to his yard, leaving her standing there with the sunflower cradled in her hands.
Lily glanced down at the small, vibrant flower. A smile tugged at her lips, one she couldn't suppress even if she tried. Maybe first love wasn't such a little thing after all.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Rocky Bai, a young and talented scholar in the field of gene study, ranked number one among his peers. While he was on the flight headed for the venue, an aircraft accident occurred right before he passed out. ... Rocky Bai is reborn! He saves a dragon and trains it in the Holy Dragon Empire. To his surprise, his dragon can cure disease and even bring people back from death. With the dragon, Rocky starts a new life. He is no longer a good-for-nothing, but an ambitious martial arts master and spirit manipulator among his generation. Let's join in their adventure!
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?
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .