Christian Knight the CEO of Blue heavens hotel chain. The most eligible bachelor of the town but a single parent to his daughter BLUE KNIGHT. Many girls want to be Christian's wife but no a mother. His eyes are set on one young lady who loves his daughter more than his looks and his credit card. Sarah Williams . A final year student struggling to pay her last year's fees to be a graduate. The family's disappointment but a sweetheart to many. Dream of being a fashionista is what she is working for. But a strong will power and a clear point of view is what defines Sarah. But both have some secrets no one knows about and tables turn when they learn the secrets about one another. What happens when the baby daddy falls in love with her and does everything to gain her as a wife.

⚠️ Before reading this story, I want to let you all know that there will be violence, sexual activity and inappropriate language in this story. (A lot of it). It's kinda crazy. So if you're under 16, I advise you to please DO NOT read this book. If you're the age of 16 and wish to not read this book, please exit out of the story and read another one. I don't want to hurt or trigger anyone. Though if you're a risk it, then by all means. P.S: please don't ban me...if you really don't like smut stories. DO NOT read this, seriously... Enjoy. Thankyou X. ________________________________________________

One night, one mistake, one dangerous husband... and now she's trapped in a world of guns, passion, and a man who would burn it all for her. --- Claire Morgan never expected her one-night stand to turn into a marriage proposal-especially not from Aleksei, the cold, dangerous man every woman secretly fears and desires. She's just an ordinary woman, betrayed by a cheating boyfriend, until she's swept into Aleksei's world of crime, power, and scorching obsession. He's ruthless with his enemies, cruel with his words, and yet... he only has eyes for her. Even when his ex-beautiful, perfect, and everything Claire isn't-comes back, Aleksei makes it clear: his bride is the only one he wants.

"I love my husband," she whispers. "I love him. I do." I slip my tongue into her mouth as she speaks. "That's fine, darling. He doesn't have to know... I won't tell him if you don't." * An emotionally closed off man with unhealed trauma and a woman in an unhappy marriage begin a passionate affair together. WARNING: Contains strong and graphic sexual situations.

I want something I shouldn't have. Ari Reid. A student. Getting close to her is trouble, and not in a dangerous way, but in a risky, forbidden way. In a way a man my age should never submit to. But I can't help myself. I got one taste, and and now I can't stop. Even if it means losing everything I have. *This story is intended for readers 18+*

"𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺"-𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗲

"Deja, I see you!" Logan yelled, shutting me up. "I've always seen you. I don't give a shit about your past or your job. I never did! Could you stop making assumptions about me for one goddamn second and just see how in love with you I am? Fuck!" ********************** In which a young, college dancer with a traumatic past is so used to being judged, she becomes the accuser... but being on the defensive all the time may cause her to miss out on the one player who actually wants to understand her.

In all of my 23 years of life, nothing as dangerous, as stupid, as foolish.... Nothing as tempting as this had ever overcome me. Dipping the dirty dishes into the sink and scraping off the leftovers, i gripped the edge of the sink tightly, forcing my heart to slow down. Mr Anderson is my boss, he is married. He is a white man. And yet he had the power to stop my heart, as much as he can make it race. "Tara...," that deep smooth voice rang in my ears as he walked into the kitchen. "Yes, Mr Anderson?", i reluctantly turned around, making sure to keep my eyes on the ground, as i was supposed to. "How may i be of help, sir?", i asked, keeping my voice low. "I just need a glass of water, is all...I'll get it myself-", he said as he started approaching the cabinet. "Oh, no, no", i rushed to stop him as i knew that it would get me into trouble, if Mrs Anderson saw him serving himself. Clearing my throat and smoothing my hands out over my apron, "I can do that for you, sir", i told him. Stepping over to the cabinet, i took out a glass and set it on the counter, before moving to fetch the water pitcher. I let out a small breath of air, mixed with gut wrenching fear and shock when i felt two large hands settle on my hips, stopping me. "... Mr Anderson, sir..", I began to say quietly, but i quickly shut my mouth when i felt the hands encircle my waist and pull me against his body. Oh my good Lord.....

"I love you more than yesterday,and less than tomorrow"

Sherry Beckett was done with her marriage, every second was agonizing. Garrett Beckett old charm was gone, leaving a dull marriage in their wake. Until, their marriage therapist suggest fixing their intimacy problems by spicing up their bedroom, will the Beckett's get another chance?