كلما وقعت بين يديه تسائلت كيف لأنثى بقوتي و غروري و كيدي أن تصبح مقيدة بسحر مثاليته اللامتناهية للخطيئة طعم مُسكر و حلو للغاية تماما كالنبيذ قطرة واحدة منه ستجعلكِ تدمنينه هذا العمل يعتبر الأول من نوعه لذا امنع تشبيه الرواية بأي رويات أخرى كل فكرة و كلمة مكتوبة و ستكتب أفكاري و تخيلاتي الخاصة

جنت واكفه علئ الشباك وتلمس بطني واتمنيت بهاي الحظه هو موجود تمنيت يعرف انو ابنه بطني بس راح وراح كلشي وياا واكفه ودموعي تنزل اتذكر الايام الحلوه العشته وياا تذكرت هواي اشياء

فتاة تسكن في الريف تنتقل المدينة لتلتحق بثانوية النخبة لتحقيق أحلامها ،فتعترضها عقبات هل برائتها ستتحول لسلاح ضدها وهناك ظلام يلتهمها في الخفاء هل ستتحول هيناتا هيوجا لشيئ آخر أم ستقبى ضحية برائتها وسجاذتها ؟ وماقصة ساسكي أوتشيها أمير ثانوية كونوها للنخبة ؟

As long as I have you. *Description still in progress.* Anneliese is a sweet, kind, empathetic, and outgoing young woman. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time. Xavier, a dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He's direct, but prefers to keep to himself. Getting the job done is what he can do, so he'll stick to it. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

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الرواية ليست لي ترجمتها لقرائتها بدون نت الاسم الاصلي 70s: Dressed As a Villain's Wife ملخص Su Xiaoman هي ابنة مزيفة لعائلة ثرية. إنها ليست مرتبطة بوالديها البيولوجيين. تم رفضها من قبل والديها بالتبني. وعندما استيقظت مرة أخرى، وجدت نفسها ترتدي كتابًا وأصبحت زهرة القرية سو شياومان في السبعينيات. سو شياومان هي أفضل زوجة لدور داعم ذكر شرير في التسلسل الزمني. سو شياومان الأصلية، الذي يكره الفقر ويحب الأغنياء، ويكرس نفسه لتسلق الفروع العالية، وهو مهووس بجيانغ يانتانغ، بطل الرواية الشاب المتعلم الذي ذهب للتو إلى الريف. سو شياومان غير راغب في الزواج من شيه مينغتو بسبب براءته، ولا يزال كذلك. مهووس ببطل الرواية الذكر جيانغ يانتانغ. من يدري أنه بعد فترة وجيزة، ذهب الأخ الثاني لبطل الرواية الذكر جيانغ يانتانغ إلى الريف لزيارة أقاربه، ووجد أن الصبي الفقير شيه مينغتو كان طفلاً لعائلة جيانغ، وأن بطل الرواية الذكر جيانغ يان تانغ كان مخطئًا عاد Xie Mingtu إلى منزل Jiang في الفناء، لكنه تعرض للسخرية والسخرية لأنه كان كئيبًا ومبتذلاً، ولا يمكن مقارنته بالفتى المزيف Jiang Yantang، وكانت زوجته أكثر هوسًا بجيانغ Yantang...في هذا بالمناسبة، كان Xie Mingtu أسود اللون تمامًا ومجنونًا وقاسيًا، وأصبح أكبر شرير في الكتاب، وانتهى به الأمر بشكل مأساو

**** Mature content**** "You wanna know why I'm angry?" He said in between the kisses. "Because of you" He said as he continued and my body tensed and shivered. "Every time I think I have control over myself and decide to leave this place... to leave ... you. I stop and walk back like a puppy" He said turning me around now. "Every time I meet someone, I compare them to you. Every fucking time I remind myself that you're an enemy, I want you even more" he said and I knew that this was one of the hardest thing for him to do. He and neither I like to talk about how we are feeling or face reality. Yet he still did it. "What the fuck are you doing to me Mia Bella?" He whispered with his forehead on mine and our lips inches apart. "Kiss me" I replied • • • Mafia, drugs, weapons, and all the dangerous and abnormal you can think of is what Alexandra Salvatore has to deal with on daily basis. But will that stop her from having the most rare yet desired & powerful thing in this world? Will it stop her from finding love? An action/romance story based on imaginations and imaginations only, don't try any of this shit cause you'll die. No but seriously don't go around throwing knifes, shooting people and drinking JackDaniels every day. ------------------ Please note that this story has: • Strong language • Violence • Mature themes If for some reason it bothers you, just click away. It's simple, I promise. For the rest of you lovely people HELLO AND WELCOME FEEL FREE TO BRING PIZZA. Oh yeah for you grammar freaks I'm from Sweden so there might probably will be some grammar/spelling mistakes. Just feel free to correct me if you're that kind or JUST IGNORE IT. Nothing will happen to you if you do.. I promise. The story is complete! RANKINGS #1 in love (2018-07-02) #1 in crimefiction (2018-07-02) #1 in romance (2018-07-02) #1 in guns (2019-06-23) #1 in weapons (2019-06-16)

تزوجا اجبارا تحت ضغط عائلتيهما فكيف ستكون حياتهم؟ هل تتغير قلوبهم بالحب ام سوف يستمر الكره والحقد بين ابطالنا ؟ قصة عن ضابط يتزوج بالأجبار من فتاة لا يعرفها بسبب موقف غير حياته جذريا .... القصه من وحي خيالي

Emalia Our friendship had only lasted a month, then he was gone. I accepted it and moved on with my life having greater things to worry about. Suddenly after one year he comes back proposing, literally, a ridiculous offer that I can't refuse. Alaric A year ago I had to leave her. It's been 365 days and everyday I've lived it with the purpose of making my world safe enough for her. Enemies are still out there but I have full intention of using every resource and power available to protect her so now I've come to collect her. With a marriage contract in hand and 365 million dollars to convince her, I make her on offer she can't refuse. ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ Alaric's POV "Make sure you stay inside the lines." She orders me well flipping to the next page of her magazine. I look up, ready to glare at her, only to find she's happily humming, her eyes skimming the page. Unable to control myself, I see my body moving to do what she's asked. "What color did you say you want?" I ask, looking at the shit ton of nail polishes. She draws her eyes away from the magazine to meet mine. I find that I love the feel of her eyes on me; find myself doing what she wants simply to make her happy. She looks at the colors and I look at her. She brings the pink one "What do you think?" I nod in agreement taking it from her, lingering my fingers on her's for longer then needed. I sit on the coffee table, opposite of her, bringing her foot to my lap.