Jakob Laurent was an intensely quiet, no-nonsense type of man. Callan Grant was a sweet, slightly eccentric, small-business owner. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Callan needed to take some extra security precautions, but she could have never predicted that it would come in the form of a tall, brooding, and unbelievably stunning man. A stalker, a bodyguard, three iced lattes per day, and a heap of loungewear. Didn't that sound like the start of something wonderful? ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 A Highly Paid Criminal Attorney At day And a Exotic dancer by night . While standing in court at day , She is capturing hearts by night and who couldn't resist those crimson Brown captivating eyes? Well javaun Fearon couldn't. Being in the public eye Fame comes with a price, And that's the price javaun gets to learn about when he is Paired up with Osanique due to court orders. But can Osanique risk her Nightly duties to Attend to Javaun's life? Or will her truth be revealed quicker than she expected.

Zahra Ariel Simpson was never the girl to aim for the unattainable, but living in closed quarters with the man of your fantasies shatters beliefs faster than the strike of lightning - especially when that man is your best-friends dad. Gabriel Antoine Lemaire was a man that knew his strengths and weaknesses well. Grown to be calculated due to circumstances he hates surprises. As his thread dwindles daily just from the scent of florals and caramel floating in the hall, he comes to understand just how quickly Rome fell. -------------------------- "I need a minute Zahra. I need a minute or I'll ruin you. I flip you every which way on the couch and fuck you like a whore." He bites into my skin. "Give me a goddamn minute." I don't give him his minute. I have him right where I need him. Desperate and hanging over a cliff. I chuckle, my nose tracing a pattern on his cheek. He's unhinged, his hips rolling into my center full of need as his fingers bruise my skin in a way I like - the hope of admiring them tomorrow stark in my mind. My voice is a whisper, my tongue slipping out to lick his lips. "Fuck me like a whore then Gabriel."

In a small town cloaked in memories and heartache, December stands at a crossroads. After losing her mother, the only anchor in her turbulent life, she decides it's time to leave behind the town that holds both her fondest and painful memories. As she bids a final farewell at her mothers grave, December resolves to start anew in a place where her past remains a secret. Elias, an Ice hockey player with dreams as fractured as his heart, is battling his own demons in his hometown. Drawn to Decembers quiet strength and cold looks, he finds himself entangled in her world. December and Elias must confront their pasts to embrace a future together. Can they heal their broken hearts and find solace in each other, or will the echoes of love and loss prove too overwhelming to overcome? Tears in December is a tale of love and loss. Join December and Elias on their heart-wrenching journey towards healing and hope, where every tear shed brings them closer to a love that defies the shadows of their past.

"Yuh think mi did a joke when mi seh mi did want yuh,"he said moving his hand up my thigh. "Yuh caah leave mi alone!" I said pushing his hand away,only resulting in his hand being shoved up further my leg.

NOT A LOVE STORY!

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"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.