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The Billionaire's Toy
Urban Romance"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my ass high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my ass cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red ass. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my pussy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,
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Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
Urban Romance"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
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A Joke That Nearly Killed Me
Urban RomanceI'm a photographer who has been specifically invited by Native Geographic to hike up Mount Morac in order to take a cover photo for the next issue. Halfway up the mountain, I feel short of breath, and my heart keeps hammering in my chest. At the same time, I can feel my temples pulsing rapidly. Realizing that these are the symptoms of altitude sickness, I quickly dig out an oxygen canister and inhale from it sharply. But as soon as the gas hits my lungs, I realize that something is wrong. Immediately, I turn to look at my fiance, Julian Gray. "What the hell is this?" Strangely enough, my voice comes out shrill and high-pitched. I sound just like a cartoon character. As soon as Julian and his junior colleague, Bianca Reed, hear my voice, they burst out in laughter. "Ahahaha! Oh my god, you're too funny! Hahahah!" Both of them holler in laughter. Bianca even starts hammering the snowy ground in a dramatic fashion. I instantly realize that Julian and Bianca have secretly swapped out the life-saving oxygen canister to a helium canister instead just so they can pull a prank on me. Once they finally have their fill of laughing at me, I manage to hiss out, "Give… Give me… the oxygen… canister…" After Julian wipes his tears of laughter away, he waves a hand at me casually. "Oh, Bianca's physically weak, so I've given her the oxygen canister. You're a strong one—just hang in there, and it'll pass soon enough." I don't bother wasting my breath arguing with Julian. With trembling hands, I dig out a satellite phone. "Mr. Perez, someone has maliciously switched out my oxygen canister to something else. I'm suffering from a severe case of altitude sickness right now. Please arrange for a rescue team to pick me up as soon as possible."
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Her Tormentor Alpha
Werewolf"Hunter, let me go," I whimpered as he leaned in and took a whiff of my scent from my neck. My mind and heart, neither of them were willing to accept the closeness, but my body was yearning to submit. My nipples brushed against his solid naked chest, and a jolt of electricity surged through my core, resulting in moisture gathering in my sensitive folds. He moved his hand and cupped my bottom, earning a gasp from me."This body of yours. It's mine," he growled."And I'll do anything to make sure you understand that, even if it means getting you on my bed and making you submit over and over again." And then he tore my panties with one pull.*** On Aria's eighteenth birthday, her bully, Alpha Hunter Rodriguez, turned out to be her mate. She could not have been more devastated. But destiny had other plans, and when mysterious rogue attacks began, putting everyone's lives in danger, Aria and Hunter had to work together to overcome the storm. While Hunter realized his mistakes, Aria fought to resist the mate bond and her feelings. However, amid the growing fire and electric pull between them, someone wanted to tear them apart, and Aria became the main target of the one orchestrating the attacks. Unbeknownst to them, the unknown enemy they had to fight was hiding within their own pack in disguise, and after the pack, it was Aria who was at the greatest risk.The real enemy had only one rule—whether to claim or to kill. Can Hunter Rodriguez save his mate, or will it be too late? (Warning: 18+, Sexual content, abuse, rape, violence!!! ")
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Sorry, but There's No Going Back
RomanceIn the second year of their marriage, Angelica Thornton finds out that she's just a walking blood bank for others. Her husband, Elliot Quigley, has personally fed her steroids, forcing her weight to rise all the way to 160 pounds. This is all just so she can keep providing blood to his older stepsister-slash-first love, Rosie Morris. He even tells Angelica, "Who on earth would be turned on when they see a fat bitch like you?" But Elliot also kneels before Rosie's bed in the middle of the night, looking like a kicked puppy. "Rosie, I've never slept with Angelica before. Please don't abandon me…" Since then, Angelica's heart has been sealed from love. She decides to get a divorce and vows to shed those pounds. A long time after that, Angelica stands on the stage, looking absolutely divine. Her figure is now slim, yet she has curves in all the right places. Elliot's eyes go bloodshot out of regret. He kneels before her on a rainy night, crying, "Angie, you're the one I've always loved!" Suddenly, a hand shoots out from behind Angelica to lay claim on her slender waist. A pair of eyes can be seen glaring at Elliot coldly. Elliot is stunned, to say the least. "U-Uncle Dominic?" … Dominic Lawson has been emotionally impaired since birth. He himself has an antisocial son named Skye Lawson. Weirdly enough, Skye loves clinging to Angelica the most. Dominic thinks that Skye needs a mother in his life. But in the end, he's the one who has succumbed to Angelica's charms. In the middle of the night, as Dominic pulls Angelica into his arms, he murmurs huskily, "Angie, teach me how to… love."
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