Copyright ©️ 2025. All rights reserved In a tale of love, deception and resilience unfold. ECHOES OF THE HEART ❤️is a heart wrenching and thought provoking story that delves into the darker aspects of marriage and the transformation power of true love.Meet Amra a sweet, beautiful, lively and ambitious young lady who married her so -called soulmate Rayyan in a whirlwind of love,but beneath Rayyan's charming farcade is a monster who subjects her to brutal physical, and emotional abuse. Amra's world crumbles as she gets divorced, with a broken spirit, she later got married to Bilal. Will Amra find the courage to overcome her traumatic past?. Or will she allow the scars and shadows of her previous marriage forever define her? Dive into the world of ECHOES OF THE HEART and discover a powerful tale of survival, love and redemption that will leave you breathless and inspired.

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Julian Richardson is called by his father to handle his company while he resigns. Being that he had just come out of a messy divorce, he doesn't expect the chemistry between him and his new person assistant.... He suddenly stood up and looked her in the eyes. "There are so many things I want to do with you. Like hold you, kiss you..." Evelyn felt herself go hot all over. She couldn't deny that she also felt the same way, not when he was looking at her in that manner. She felt her self stand up and felt her feet take her round the table to where Julian was standing. "I feel the same way Julian, but you are my boss. And your are Frank's son. What would he think of me if anything were to happen between us." "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. You think too much Evelyn." He said, cupping her cheeks. Evelyn couldn't stop her hands from rising towards his chest. He had pulled of his suit jacket and probably left it in his office. She ached all over for him. And she was burning. "Kiss me Julian." And he didn't hesitate as he closed his lips over hers. A soft whimper let itself out of her lips. He was like a drug. She took a deep breath as she let her senses burn with his intoxicating smell. His lips on hers were like fire, branding her, making her ache all over. He let his hands leave her cheek, sliding lower until he settled one on her hip and the other on her slender bottom. Cupping her and drawing her closer. Her nipples tightened in arousal and she moaned into his mouth.........

In a city where chaos runs deep and power speaks louder than justice, Major General Damola Olowe-feared, revered, and known simply as the Commander-rules Lagos's criminal underworld with a soldier's discipline and ruthlessness. His word is law. His presence, a warning. Backed by elite troops and an iron code of honor, Damola is the last line of order in a state slowly tilting into anarchy. But when a high-stakes raid ends in betrayal, an ambush leaves him bloodied and alone, and five of his own men try to assassinate him in transit, everything shifts. He survives by sheer will-and the unexpected help of a 'frightened' stranger. Damola gives him one thing in return: a favor. A single, open-ended promise. Three years later, the stranger returns-not for money, not for power, but with a request that will dismantle everything Damola has built. He wants Damola to protect his quiet, delicate younger sister, Adunni, while he travels abroad. The Commander refuses-until the debt is called in. What begins as a reluctant favor becomes a war of shadows, as Damola finds himself caught between growing feelings for Adunni and suspicions he can't ignore. Because Adunni isn't just innocent. She's a pawn. A spy planted to bring him down. And behind her is a man with blood on his hands-and a plan that could end the Commander's reign for good. But Damola didn't rise to power by playing fair and he was ready to fight until the very end. He took them down before, he could do it again. He would. Obey the Commander-or be destroyed.

"Daddy please" I managed to speak between moans. "Your wish is my command" he said with his deep, soothing voice,a smirk appearing on his lips.

Finchel AU. This is a daddy kink story so if you are uncomfortable with this kind of story then do not read it! Copyright © 2015. All Right Reserved.

Although no one knew it, Desire was struggling. It was highly unbelievable because as a top worker in one of Lagos' most exclusive and influential night clubs, she was making thousands every night. All her other friends were living large, and building houses, so why couldn't she? Her father had died five years ago, leaving them drowning in a sea of debt. Her mother was sick, and couldn't do anything, so from an early age Desire had had to wear the mantle of responsibility. A twenty six million naira debt was on her neck, and for five years, Desire had consistently been paying it off; while simultaneously keeping a roof over her mother's head, and saving up money for school. Salvation came at last; but in form of the hardest, most handsome man she had ever laid eyes upon? General Babalola Halal. He was offering five million Naira for a whole month of exclusive sex. Pure, undiluted gratification. It was her job, and this offer was coming on a platter of gold. Even more tempting was the fact that it was the exact amount needed to be free of her father's debt. Completely. But he was hard, and demanding, and excruciatingly virile. Accepting this posed a risk far greater than millions. The stark reality of losing everything she stood for, and gaining nothing in return because a man like this never gave anything of himself. He was rich, five million Naira meant nothing to him. But she knew what she was getting into, she knew how addictive his touch was, and how hard it was to stay sane around him. Could she do this? Was losing her sanity a price she was willing to pay?

Kiss a few frogs to find your prince they said, Olamide Matthews was tired of kissing frogs. Whoever came up with that saying was dumb. She was done kissing frogs, in-fact she was done kissing anything. Being independent and Smart was what She understood but Men she couldn't understand. Finally they found the bed, Tommy slowly kissed her neck and the back of her ear, He took his time to study her and saw how she reacted with each touch. How when he touched her she'd let out a purr or a short intake of breath. The electricity of pleasure ran through Ola's spine and she couldn't hold her screams anymore. He hadn't even touched her yet and her legs were already quavering. Mature content Contains smut.

ẹfin means "smoke" and that was the only term to describe him.

"I don't care what your heart feels. All I need is your body. You heart can do whatever it wants." This is not your typical Disney romance. The hero in this story is fucked up, possessive, controlling and from the excerpt above, you can see he is a tad bit unusual. This book also contains some sex scenes. If you are not a fan of this type of book, then stop right here. But if you are like me and you love a bad boy, let's ride together. I promise you will love it. Please don't forget to vote this story. Also comment, comment and comment. COMMENT!! ❤️ adetayo_first.