Looking straight in my eyes he said "I didn't like the way he was staring at you." I bit my lips "And how was he staring at me?" Leaning towards me he replied "Like he wanted to fuck you. I won't allow anyone looking at my wife in such a way. You are mine and fucking you is mine and only mine to do." For the first time I felt it... I felt that I belong to him. I am his. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Rafael Martinez || Hazel Cameron Two totally different people... complete opposite to each other. She is selfless. He is selfish. A marriage deal, she agreed because she loved her brother and he signed because he wanted revenge from the person who killed the girl he once loved. There is no love in this marriage, he was forced on her but she accepted him. She was his only way to get revenge.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, a child born within the sterile walls of the White Room, had faced many hardships. At an early age, he had no shortage of enemies who wanted to suppress him. The 'fellow' fourth generation subjects who were wary of his growth and White Room instructors who were particularly harsh on him. Coupled with a curriculum that no one should be forced to endure at any age, let alone infancy, and nothing but his own abilities to trust, a huge mountain obstructed Ayanokōji's path. But no matter what or who tried to drag him down, he continued to climb to the top, every step he took up sealed the fate of another until no one but Ayanokōji Kiyotaka remained. As the undisputed victor and last man standing, no one else in the White Room could reach this height. However, a frog in a well knows nothing of the vastness of the ocean. The world is a big place with countless unknown variables and larger machinations at play, that aim to drag him down into the abyss. [Volume 0 - The Genesis Arc: Complete] [Volume 1 - The Imperial Arc: Complete] [Volume 2 - The ANHS Arc (Act Ⅰ): In Progress] ********** DISCLAIMER: This is a fanfiction. I do not own the original light novel series "Classroom of the Elite". The original owner is Syougo Kinugasa, and all original characters belong to him. Illustrations used in the cover are sourced from Shunsaku Tomose.

[completed] Rosaliya sierra stavros: rose was just like any other normal 22 years old person in this world but truly beautiful inside out. Brown long hair, curves in all right places and innocent looking hazel eyes .she is truly gorgeous and kind of shy ,clumsy girl.she doesn't have a family except her grandma and 3 hot bestfriends rayn, axel and Chris.she passed her university with first position and now was trying to find a job. She has a horrible past and all people blames her for that . /Sorry for not metioning she's an underground car racer that's why she has a lot of money/ Nicholas xavier stark: Now here comes our 25 years old Italian billionaire cold hearted, arrogant, cooky and not to forget a playboy, he literally owns the whole world and voted to be the hotest bachelor from last three year's in a row. Uses girls like handkerchief. He is a sexy, gorgeous greek god with most mesmerizing green eyes. Doesn't believe in love , cause he never felt what love is like from childhood. In bussines world everbody feared him as he is truly passionate about his work. He's very possessive and does not like to share. "rosaliya first of all these are not hickey's they are love bites. second yes i will give you lovebites to show them you are mine. third i'm very very possessive about you and fourth don't hide them let other people see , so they will know that you are mine" he said hilding me in his arms Now let's see what happens when these two opposite people meet. #BOOK2 in possessive billionaire's series

"I can't stand a man like you, you know why?" Grabbing his collar, I stared dead into his eyes, growling the undeniable truth right at his face. "Because I hate you, Mr. Black," ***** Marianne Morris knew the billionaire playboy is too tempting to resist. It won't be long when she will end up on his bed as one of his playthings. But, she didn't want that. So what if he is her hot boss? This was wrong! Especially when she hates him. Notorious, arrogant, playboy. He has everything she doesn't want in her lover. Even if he was the last option she had left, she wouldn't go to him. Even if the skies would threaten to break, she wouldn't love him. He is the last man she wanted. But, when fate is going to challenge her determination and push her towards him- How is she going to resist the charming man? Especially when he had marked her as his new toy? Erich Black, the hot billionaire, dominating the fashion industry, was looking for a source of entertainment to forget the love of his life, his ex-wife. And he found the perfect target for it. The ruler of hearts, Marianne Morris. The supermodel with no controversies, a tempting appearance and 'hates' him. All according to his check-list to kill time. Subsequently, they made the biggest mistake of their lives and started working on a project together. Where scandals were going to rise, hearts were going to shatter, patience was going to be tested, their destruction was chasing them with thundering speed. Let's see who will break first. Marianne's resistance or his dark intentions.

Isaac pulls back, his eyes burning into mine. "Look at me after I kiss you" he says, voice low and rough, like he's fighting for control. I nod, breathless, cheeks flaming. "Are you shy?" he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. I shrug, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I don't know what to do. It's my first time kissing someone." Isaac's eyes soften. He smiles-a slow, dangerous smile that sends another shiver through me. "It's also my first time, Mila" he says, voice warm and low. My head snaps up, eyes wide. No way. He's too good at this. "It can't be" I say, disbelief colouring my voice. He leans closer, lips brushing my ear. "Just because it's my first kiss doesn't mean I don't know exactly what I need to do to make you feel good, sweetheart." Heat blooms in my cheeks, spreading down my neck. My hands tremble as they rest on his chest.

Rajiv Agarwal. the best businessman, the best son, and the best brother... until she came into his life like a mouse, stealing his heart with her fearful glance towards him. She, his neighbor; and , his baby brother's friend. They study in the same college, and he knows that she has a crush on his brother, who is five years younger than him. Her every sneaking glance towards him makes Rajiv Agarwal burn from inside with jealousy. He doesn't like when she cooks something new and brings it for him-and not for him "When I try to talk to her or get closer to her, she fucking runs away from me like I am some kind of blood-thirsty monster! Why does she never see me? Why does she never see how I yearn for her? Why does she not look at me the way she looks at my brother? She drive me wild ,Being the baby brother, he might get everything in his life, but not her. Anjali Singh only belongs to Rajiv Agarwal."

"Don't be rude Brat", the jerk husband of mine whispered in my ears. I rolled my eyes but my temper was rising and rising. "You can't wait to kill me. Go ahead Brat", he smirked as I can't do anything in front of our Parents. But I'm Livia Simmons . I don't care if I'm in front of top elites of my country. "You have three seconds to run", I said through my gritted teeth. "You can't be serious", he challenged me as surprise laced in his eyes. "I'm dead serious and your time is up", with that I pulled his tie hard strangling him. "Livia", he warned as his face turned red. Within a second he pushed me to the wall my hands pinned above me. "I hate you", Ignoring the sparks I laughed as i was succeeded in irritating him. "And I love hating you", he left me and walked away. _________________________________________ Meet Livia Simmons, 23, sweet, princess of Simmons Empire, fashion designer,forced to marry her enemy Zane Ricardo. Meet Zane Ricardo, 25, the king of Ricardo Empire,hates the word commitment was forced to marry the woman he loves to hate. Hate is a strong word.Will it be still hate when they are married? Read for More

Caroline Marshall, a sweet and cute girl, who hates rich guys since her father threw her mother away to marry another woman for money. Living with a step-mother, a step-sister and a cruel father, her life was worse than hell. Aaron Woodwords, a multi-billionaire and the CEO of Woodwords corporation, has everything a person dreams of. From money to women to anything. He is egoistic, merciless and arrogant. Owners of different companies fear from him whereas women throw themselves to him. What will he do when a girl will throw money on his face for scratching his car? What will happen when Caroline meets a guy who is rich, and too much proud of his money? or that is what she thinks. What will she do when she realises she is falling deeper and deeper for that guy? Will she confess her feelings for him? Will she be able to forget her dreadful past, and give him a chance? Join Caroline in this journey, of falling in love with Mr. Billionaire. Cover by: @Anishka14 #1 in romance

"Watch where you're going!" A low voice shouted at me, looking at his stain shirt."Now, what I'm going to do? I have a race to go to." He grumbled. He took off his shirt in front of me. I am flustered. "What is going on?" I asked myself. Christopher Evans a gorgeous and rich Bachelor. He isn't your normal cold billionaire. He is sweet and kind, but sometimes to protect his loves one or to get what he wants his evil side comes out and you might want to hide in the corner. Emilyn Walker a girl who has the passion to write and tell stories about people's lives. She always wants to create something that comes to life. When she accidentally spilled her drink on the gorgeous Christopher Evans, her life turned upside down. Things sort of went in another direction. Read and follow along the journey of the gorgeous billionaire Christopher Evans and forever single Emilyn Walker. Will Emilyn find love or Christopher Evans gets the girl he wants. Come along with me and find out. *Don't forget to checkout the sequel for more Emilyn and Christopher *

(Book 2 of the Mafia standalone series) Matteo Rossi x Aria Bianchi "Matteo-" The word dies in my throat as he reaches across the console, one arm wrapping around my waist, and before I can process what's happening, he lifts me effortlessly and pulls me onto his lap. My breath catches and I stare at him, stunned. His face is inches from mine. Close enough that I can see the faint scar near his eyebrow. Close enough to feel the heat of him through the thin fabric of his shirt. "Matteo-" I start again, but it comes out softer this time. He kisses me. It's not gentle, it's not hesitant.... it's desperate. I freeze for half a second, my mind blanking completely and then something inside me snaps. I kiss him back harder, aggressive in a way that surprises even me. His lips are rough on mine, aggressive and insistent. He kisses me like he's starving for it. My hands fist in his shirt, anchoring myself to him as he devours my mouth. His tongue slides against mine and I moan into him. The sound is swallowed by his kiss, muffled by his lips.