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Isabelle, a talented young pianist, meets by chance during an intimate concert a mysterious and reserved billionaire, Gabriel, known for his coldness and distance. Despite their diametrically opposed worlds, an inevitable spark flashes between them. Gabriel, marked by a painful past, is reluctant to commit, but Isabelle, with her gentleness and passion, gradually manages to break through his shell. As they begin to build a fragile but sincere relationship, things quickly become complicated when Gabriel's ex-fiancée resurfaces... As they begin to build a fragile but sincere relationship, Gabriel's ex-fiancée, Clarisse, reappears, determined to reclaim what she considers her due. Manipulative and ambitious, Clarisse uses all means to separate the two lovers, going so far as to resurrect buried secrets from Gabriel's past.
My name is Isabelle, a talented young pianist of twenty-six years old. Music has always been my refuge, my universe where I could escape from the worries of everyday life. Every morning, I got up with the sun, impatient to find my piano, this silent confidant who understood all my emotions. My little Parisian apartment often resonated with the notes of my compositions, a modest place but imbued with my essence.
My daily routine was a well-orchestrated dance. After a frugal breakfast of fresh fruit and tea, I devoted myself to my musical practice. Each note, each chord was a brick that built my day. In the afternoon, I gave piano lessons to local children, sharing this all-consuming passion with them. In the evening, I found my close friend, the piano, for hours of composition and improvisation.
One day, when I got lost in a waltz of Chopin, my phone rang. It was Sophie, my best friend, with an exciting new.
"Isabelle!" You will never guess! She cried with a voice full of enthusiasm.
"What, Sophie?" I replied, intrigued.
"You are invited to play in an intimate concert organized by one of the most prestigious art galleries in Paris. They have heard of you and want you to play during their private evening! »»
My heart leaps. It was an unexpected opportunity, a chance to show my talent to a wider audience and perhaps change the course of my career.
"It's amazing, Sophie!" I say, almost incredulous. "When is it? »»
"This Saturday. Prepare to shine, my dear! »»
I spent the following days to prepare for the concert intensively. Each piece that I chose had to be perfect, each note an expression of my soul.
On the evening of the concert, the gallery was illuminated with a thousand lights, each painting and sculpture shone under the spotlight. The guests, dressed elegantly, wandered with champagne cuts in hand, chatting with art and culture. My heart was beating chamade as I settled behind the large black -tailed piano in the center of the room.
And that's where I live it for the first time. Gabriel. He stood away, observing the scene with an icy distance. His imposing look and his piercing gaze made him an intriguing figure. It was said that he was a mysterious billionaire, renowned for his coldness and his reserve. His face, although beautiful, was marked by a certain hardness, a shadow of melancholy.
I took a deep breath and let my fingers run over the piano keys, overwhelmed by the music. I played with all-consuming passion, each note vibrating in the air like an intimate confession. At the end of my performance, the room burst into applause. Gabriel, still aside, met my gaze and a slight smile touched his lips.
After the concert, Sophie grabbed my arm and led me towards Gabriel. "Come on, I want to introduce you to someone," she said with a knowing wink.
"Mr. de Villeneuve, allow me to introduce you to Isabelle, the talented pianist this evening," she said, smiling.
"Pleased to meet you, mademoiselle," Gabriel said in a deep, smooth voice. "Your performance was... mesmerizing." »
"Thank you, sir," I replied, feeling my cheeks redden under his intense gaze. "It's an honor to play here tonight. »
Gabriel invited me for a more private discussion, away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd. We sat in a quiet corner of the gallery, surrounded by impressionist paintings.
"Tell me, Isabelle, what inspires you in music? » he asked, his eyes boring into mine.
"Music is my language," I said, trying to formulate my thoughts under his scrutinizing gaze. "She expresses what words cannot always say. It is my way of communicating with the world, of sharing my emotions. »
Gabriel nodded, seeming to understand my words deeply. "I have always admired artists for their ability to touch people's souls. You have this gift, Isabelle. »
We spoke for many minutes, sharing our visions of the world, our passions and our dreams. Gabriel proved to be much more than the cold and distant man the rumors portrayed him to be. He had a hidden sensitivity, a depth that resonated with my own soul.
But as we spoke, I couldn't help but feel a shadow looming over him, something he kept carefully buried. I wanted to know more, to break through this shell to discover the man behind the mask.
"Monsieur de Villeneuve," I began, but he gently interrupted me.
"Please call me Gabriel. »
"Gabriel," I said, savoring the sweetness of his name. "I'm curious. What brings you here tonight? »
He took a long breath, his eyes wandering off into space for a moment before returning to me. "I needed an escape," he finally said. "Sometimes the business world becomes too... suffocating. Music helps me escape, even if it's just for a moment. »
I sensed a deep sadness in his words, a pain he tried to mask. We continued talking, sharing anecdotes and memories. The more we talked, the more I felt this connection grow, this inevitable spark that springs between two souls.
The evening ended, but our conversation continued in my head long after I returned home. Gabriel de Villeneuve was a mystery, an enigma that I wanted to decipher. And despite our diametrically opposed worlds, I knew our paths were destined to cross again.
The next morning, as I woke up, I thought about every detail of the previous evening. Gabriel's words still echoed in my mind, his piercing eyes haunting my thoughts. I knew that this unexpected encounter was only the beginning of a much bigger adventure, an adventure that would change both of our lives.
The day passed quickly between piano lessons and rehearsals. Still, I couldn't help but check my phone, hoping for a message or a call from Gabriel. The idea that he might reappear in my life made me both nervous and excited.
Late one afternoon, as I finished a lesson with a young student, my phone vibrated. A message from Sophie:
"Isabelle, guess what! Gabriel left you an invitation for a private dinner this Saturday. Get ready, my dear, you will shine again! »
My heart raced. A new opportunity to see him again, to discover more about this mysterious man. I felt that this evening was going to be decisive for both of us, a turning point in our lives. The next few days were going to be an unbearable wait, each hour bringing me closer to this crucial appointment.
I spent the rest of the week in feverish anticipation, preparing my mind and heart for what this evening might bring. Gabriel de Villeneuve was not only a man of power and wealth, he was a complex soul, a man marked by a past that I ardently desired to understand.
In a world where the past refuses to remain buried, Marc, a man with a troubled past, struggles to rebuild his life with Julie, his found love. Their story begins in darkness, where Marc, formerly involved in criminal activities under the influence of the claim Victor, seeks to redeem himself and protect Julie from the dangers around them. Between redemption, resilience and love indefectible , will he succeed in protected his beloved and to build in new peaceful and honest life . ..?
Isabella, abandoned at birth, is taken in by a pack of werewolves . After the Alpha's death, she is relegated to the bottom of the hierarchy and lives isolated. Her only respite comes from caring for horses and cats. One day, she discovers Kieran, injured, and treats him in secret, unaware of his identity. Their meeting marks the beginning of a series of events that will force the enemy packs to unite against a common threat. Together, Isabella and Kieran must navigate betrayals, ancient prophecies, and power struggles to forge a new era of peace and prosperity.
When Gabriel Montclair, a powerful billionaire, suddenly dies, his impoverished and arrogant double, Antoine Rousseau, seizes the opportunity to take his place. But life of luxury comes with challenges far greater than he imagined. Faced with toxic relationships and deadly secrets, Antoine must navigate a dangerous world where the spirit of Gabriel haunts every step. Will he manage to preserve the facade or will it be destroyed by the shadows of the past?
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
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. .
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages 🔞 Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including friends with benefits StepSister And Brother, Stepdaddy, Office, Stepmother, Lesbian, Teacher and student, Doctor and patient, domination Etc. If you are under 18yrs, this book is not for you.